Warden;

Near-clear eyes stared up to the tall male slave that blocked her way. He wasn’t in a cell like the others— likely on his way back from a rental. “I tried being nice. Now, move.”

Benjamin rolled his eyes at the slave, more annoyed that the male was out of his cell than anything else. He stepped forward, grabbing the slave by the hair, wrenching his head back. A muttered ‘move’ had the slave scurrying away. The Warden’s eyes dropped to Stassi, pursing his lips. “There, now you’re free to go somewhere out of the way.”

Shame on you then, I suppose it must be my loss. Though I see its not stopping me from seeing new faces.

Lost & Found || Luna & ?

Maybe someone wanted to kill you.

Oh good. Then it’s not just me. Any slave that isn’t afraid of you Warden is a fool.

No, it’s not. That’s what I’ve thought, but clearly some aren’t.

Slave Concerns| Leo + Warden

"Sorry, I’ll walk faster."

"Good idea."

I wasn’t expecting much of a welcome committee in such a city, then again I’ve had worse and better over the years.

I ate the welcome committee years ago, sorry.

Antsy || Dahlia & Warden