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Post by clementine on Mar 17, 2013 2:05:16 GMT -5
Harlee groaned, feeling sick to his stomach. Gods, what did that even mean? For all he knew, the male could have been ordering him to suck his dick. There were no other option though and Harlee understood where the other bearer was heading. The door seemed like the best form of escape and he trotted after the other. Harlee had actually reached for the knob first, flinging it open and blessedly finding no one on the other side. How long could they keep up this escape?
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 17, 2013 2:11:14 GMT -5
"Go. Gehen. Go." Nero ordered, pushing the boy through. Now...how do they get out.
"Wir müssen den weg aus. (We need the way out.)" Nero looked to the other boy expectantly. "Out. Wir müssen raus! (We need to get out!)"
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Post by clementine on Mar 17, 2013 2:16:50 GMT -5
Harlee darted through the door, his sweaty hand still clasped with the other's. He didn't know what the hell he was saying and his brown scrunched up in confusion as the door slammed shut, dully the noise of the club inside. Harlee didn't know where to go. He looked wildly around, seeing only a long hallway in either direction.
Groaning, Harlee tugged the other boy to the right, searching desperately for an exit sign of some sort.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 17, 2013 2:20:26 GMT -5
Nero followed. Shit. The guy totally didn't understand a fucking word he was saying, but he looked like he knew that he needed to get out. That was positive right?
God, he hoped this fucking kid didn't get him killed.
The pair raced down hallways filled with...sounds he didn't think he ever wanted to hear again until they arrived at a dead end.
"...Fuck." Nero groaned, turning around to head the other way. "Nachkommen! (Come on/Follow!)"
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Post by clementine on Mar 17, 2013 2:28:26 GMT -5
Fuck. Harlee knew that word and he couldn't help but agree. They were inside some kind of sex club it seemed or at least the back end of it was. The noises coming from the rooms had Harlee shuddering and he knew he wouldn't be opening any of THOSE doors unless there was a big huge exit sign above it.
Groaning again, Harlee let the other bearer take the lead again. He'd never been that good at leading anyways. Maybe this strange hybrid had a better sense of direction
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 17, 2013 2:31:42 GMT -5
Nero took them back the way they came and down the second dark hallway and gasped as suddenly he was grabbed up in a pair of rough arms.
"FUCK!"
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Post by clementine on Mar 17, 2013 2:35:58 GMT -5
Those arms belonged to none other than Kor. He held his little beauty as still as he could. "Calm down," he urged, "it's alright." Even as he spoke though, one of his men had grabbed up Harlee, though Kor barely spared the other "slave" a glance. "I'm not going to hurt you," Kor continued, trying to keep his voice gentle as he held the lovely bearer in his arms.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 17, 2013 2:41:53 GMT -5
"Lassen sie mich gehen sie wichser! (Let me go you fucker!)"Nero struggled in the man's arms, frowning because he couldn't get his hands to touch to appropriately spell the bastard away from him. "LET ME GO! BASTARD!" He squirmed.
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Post by clementine on Mar 17, 2013 2:44:59 GMT -5
"What in the two moons did he just say?" Kor demanded of his swarthy companion. The male seemed to have no trouble holding the half heartedly wiggling Harlee and only shrugged at his Lord's question.
"Well, at any rate, lets get out of this place before the papers find us. Gods know we don't need that for tomorrow's reading." He grunted slightly and had to squeeze the bearer in his arms a little tighter, trying to still him. "Don't you understand me at all?" He asked, awkwardly walking to the club's exit.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 17, 2013 2:50:18 GMT -5
Nero didn't know what the fuck it was they were saying. They could have been taking him off to eat him or something. "NO! LET ME GO VERDAMMT (GODDAMMIT)!" He thrashed and desperately tried to get away. "HELP!"
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Post by clementine on Mar 17, 2013 2:54:45 GMT -5
Kor groaned, licking the back of one of his fangs. He really didn't want to do this. Hell, he avoided it at all costs usually. However, the bearer was beside himself and Korine didn't want the male to hurt himself even further. "Look, I'm sorry, okay?" He tried, just before he sank his fangs into the bearer's arm. It wasn't a deep bite, but it was just enough for Kor's venom to seep into the boy's blood. It wasn't poison, but hopefully it would knock out the hybrid for a while.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 17, 2013 2:57:17 GMT -5
Nerorin screamed to wake the dead. "KRIS! HELP ME!" he cried out into the night before he shortly found his voice fading and body stilling. Oh god, they were going to kill him. "Kris..." he called weakly before his eyes followed suit with the rest of him and faded. He fell limp in the monster's arms.
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Post by clementine on Mar 17, 2013 3:04:20 GMT -5
Kor held the male gently in his arms, adjusting the slim body until they were both a bit more comfortable. "C'mon Maia, bring the other one too." Kor headed out of the club and back to his transported, knowing that his guard would be right on his heels. He didn't even pay attention to how big Harlee's eyes were or that fact that the half zercan was pale as a ghost.
Harlee was convinced that the demon had just killed the other bearer. Was he to be next? He was to afraid to even cry as he was manhandled into the transporter with the other three.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 17, 2013 3:09:43 GMT -5
Back on Zerca, a tall male with blonde hair and not-so-kind eyes was frantic, searching, livid. Someone had taken his best friend, his charge, and they were going to pay.
"Nero, I'll find you. And these bastards' heads will roll."
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Post by clementine on Mar 17, 2013 3:15:29 GMT -5
Obliviously to the male that was going to try and fry his ass, Kor took his new acquisitions home. As soon as the bearer in his arms was awake, he'd try to explain to both of the male's that he was intending to let them go...well, at least he was intending to let the zercan go free. Everything in him screamed at him to hold onto the beauty in his arms as tightly as possible. Even when Kor arrived back at his estate and tucked the blond into bed, he was still loathe to leave his side.
Kor managed to do so though and left the zercan in the same room as well before he left. The door was locked of course and would remain that way until Korine go things settled with the Prince. Hopefully.
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