#pre event

*oh how powerful I could be with good photo- and especially video equipment (that's not my camera).

Kaede had woken up to something he was not used to. In fact, a lot of his nights from a year ago had been spent not sleeping in his bed and choosing to sleep in the couch just because he couldn’t really handle sleeping in his bed alone. However, he was, realizing he was missing out on some things. And it was why he asked Layla to spend the night with him in his room, a place that they hadn’t gone ever since they started dating. The thing that he also found unfamiliar was the smell of food. Usually if he smelt food in the morning, it was burning because his daughter was trying to make toast on her own at four in the morning. Instead, this was incredibly different, and some thing that brought a smile to her face.

“It’s at night.”  Aloth reassured the other who. . .well doesn’t look nervous but apprehensive.  “it is am 8 pm viewing.” 

Dougal got the word that this year’s Halloween event involves all slaves both claimed and unclaimed to be used as toys for a whole week with each day being a ‘theme’. But he was impressed that the school was providing a healer to heal the slaves, giving them meals, and letting them use the restroom breaks. And also slaves are allowed to have private play and can have the refreshments if offered. The vampire was not happy with the situation but it has always been like this and he has gotten used to it. But this year he wants to make sure nothing will go wrong between him and Andy. He hasnt seen his little lover in a while since he was letting him bond with Wade. He takes out his cellphone texting his boyfriend saying, “Hey there darling I know this years Halloween event will be......interesting and I would like to discuss some things with you if you are available? Come to my office whenever you can.” He puts his phone away and heads to his office setting up a small table with snacks and drinks wanting to make the discussion more relaxing for the both of them.

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With his free hand he conjures up some red blankets and pillows, but his eyes never leave Arthur. He tucks a bit harder on Arthur's hand. "Yes, we are safe. You are safe," he repeats, softly. "C'mon, you need to rest. Trust me. Sit down. Please. You are safe and we are safe, too. Now we all need to rest." All the words are combined with the unwavering pull of his. Just get him down to rest. Sleep helps, sleep always helps. Not ceasing to repeat the phrases, he can just hope that something gets through to the little yellow.

Frenzy is helpless. He hates this feeling. He hates being scared and weak. Too pathetic to really do something. He tries to look strong, but it looks more like he is pleading to Arthur.

Arthur shudders and it runs through his whole body, from his head to his toes where they curl in his shoes. The sword he held falls from his loosened grip and hits the ground. He lifts his hand up, to rub at his left eye. Things are turning green green green he hates it he hates being  green stop stop stop--

He hears Frenzy, somewhere, distantly, and he felts something like static tingle around him, light flashing somewhere he can’t see. He felt so cold why did he feel cold and numb it tingled it felt wrong was he still him or was this just like--

Arthur made a choking sound as he seemed to come back with each plea. He collapses with Frenzy’s next tug after it loosed from his lungs, like a fragile house of cards. He’s on the pillows and blankets and he curls up and covers his face. “I-- It was too much I didn’t even feel-- it’s-- frenzy-- i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry--.” They were safe they were safe.