{Text to Jody} I'm glad you enjoyed the gifts. Apologizing? Save to assume you are back to yourself?  Either way, you have nothing to apologize for. ~Steele 

[text] For now, seems so.

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Steele was annoyed. Well that was the wrong word, they were pissed and boiling with anger. They loved a good trick, while they have been on the receiving end of many since coming to the island, this one was the worse. At 18 the mimic didn’t know how to property control their powers and their hunger was insatiable. Even if they were still mentally themselves their body was not listening to them. They couldn’t shift and was stuck.

The note in their pocket confused them even more. Part of them wanted to go find the headmaster and demand he pay for his own crimes, but instead they want hunting, the only thing their mind and body could agree on.

They were feed on some confused when they heard a voice they was slightly familiar. Dropping the slave to the ground and wiping their face they jogged over to the fellow Zealander. “Leslie, you look young as well,” They stated.  

Leslie turned, spotting a male presenting person... who seemed to know him. That was baffling enough. Because Leslie sure hadn’t ever seen this person in his life. The only men he saw really were the visiting Fathers to the nunnery and the new local vet if something was really off about the livestock. Nevermind such an odd statement coming from the person...

“Sorry... I don’t know you.” It was a statement but an obviously confused one. As if Leslie himself wasn’t sure. But of course he was sure, he’d never seen them. He would’ve remembered meeting another boy around his age. It wasn’t something that happened. Not to Leslie.

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Tae was pretty sure that the football costume he’d been stuck with was ridiculous, but there was nothing he could do about that.  He was kneeling in the gym, eyes down, waiting and recovering from being ‘tricked’ by a master who had lightly spanked him before fucking his face, leaving a drop of cum at the corner of his mouth and forbidding him from wiping it off himself.

Steele was not paying attention to where they were going. They had been off the island for a few weeks now and were excited to be back. They were going for a jog around the island with Ash on their shoulder and earbuds in their ears. They didn’t even noticed the woman until her bag bumped into them. Pulling out an earbud, they chuckled shaking their head. “It is all fine. I should have been paying more attention.  Can I offer you some help?”

Ash smiled at the other when they assured her it was okay before she noticed the bearded dragon on their shoulder and she let out a little squeal waving her hands in the air in front of her. “Oh my god what a cutie!” she cooed as she stepped closer, unable to help herself from looking at the reptile excitedly. “What’s it’s name?” she looked at Fawn excitedly and then back at the bearded dragon before realizing the other had asked them a question. “Hm? Oh yeah- I’d love some help thanks! You sure you can do that while you’re carrying a precious baby?” she asked with a grin, her attention completely taken by the reptile she was completely enamored by.

Isabel's lips twisted at their condolences, nodding in agreement. "I think I'm doing okay, holding it together, at least until I try to sleep. That's when it's ... it's bad." Bondage had never been anything she'd been opposed to up until now, but talking about her sister like this, so openly and raw, she wanted nothing more - "If ... if you think it's okay, Xir Fawn, I think you can override the text? I'd very much like to hug you back, if that's okay." Worrying at her bottom lip, she looked up at the mimic. "Really? Did you have a favorite book, or genre?”

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“What’s your favorite silverware? Because I like to spoon!”

“That’s awful. And I love it. Do you want to be the big spoon or little spoon? And how come Jody and/or Elijah isn’t taking up that spot?”

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Fawn had heard about the blood bar from both Dhani and the owner and been dying to test it out. They held off for a bit unsure if they ready to live feed from someone. They had issues in the past with being able to stop, while they fed on Dhani and didn’t hurt him, it could be because he was a friend that they cared about.

They decided to go anyways, and just check it out, there was no harm in looking and maybe come back a later day. They made sure to stay away from everyone else, picking a seat at the end of the bar, nursing a bourbon, and a cigar. “ What do you recommend?” They asked turning to face the woman that approached them.

Daisy paused when the man turned, her face going pale. Dhani had told her that there was a new professor who had come some months ago who bared a striking resemblance to Scott. He hadn’t wanted her to be shocked..and it was a good thing. While the mannerisms and voice were of course different, she could almost imagine that her old lover and Master’s eyes were staring back at her.

“Sorry! Um..sorry” Daisy stammered, when she realized she was just staring. “You just..look a lot like someone I used to know. But, the love potion is good, and a lot of fun. And of course not a real potion” She tried to laugh, but the sound came out shaky.