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05:24 PM

Oh goody, whiny brats who mocked the famous. Ah yes, those were Arvin's favorite kind of people. Always so cheery and understanding. Not. If there was one kind of person he loathed above all, it was her kind of person. People like Gemini always assumed celebrities had easy lives. No one really understood the pain or pressure it took to get to such a status. It was easy being normal. It was hard to be famous. Constantly under the watch of the public. Always in the news whenever you did one thing out of line. Constantly having to smile and look pretty. It was a tiring job. Sure, there were always haters, but it got old having to deal with the death threats. Not to mention, the plethora of proposals and dates.

The old Arvin would have cheerfully exclaimed something witty. The NPD Arvin? Well, he was stark in remarks and could come across very superior. He really knew how to rub someone the wrong way with his abrasive tongue. If he wanted to, he could rip this woman a new one. Hell, he could toss his fame, fortune, and life of 'luxury' in her lap. Oh he could ask her what her fame to claim was. He doubted it would be anything based on her looks alone.

A snort came after a smug expression. Chuckling lightly, Arvin pushed the shades from his eyes to stare across at the woman who dared insult him. "Look who's talking. Even with all my money, the doctors wouldn't be able to fix that face of yours." Sending Gemini a death glare, he tore his attention from her and shifted it to Rua. With what this guy was saying, things were far graver here than originally expected. Were they really kidnapped? Were they really drugged? And were these people of the LTB really trying to sedate them to submission?

Nose wrinkling at the idea of drugged food, Arvin smirked. "Don't you think if they wanted us as their slaves, they would have done so in our sleep? Or put it in the water?" Arvin was still finding it hard to believe someone would drug food. What if it was accidentally consumed by a guard? And the amount of drugs would need to be used sparingly on the food. Too much and you could OD. Too little and it'll do nothing.

"Poisoning the food would be too much of a risk anyway. What if we overindulged. What if we didn't eat at all. Our metabolisms and body differences are too drastic. Drugging the food doesn't seem very logical. Seems like a possible lethal activity and, as you pointed out, if they wanted us dead, we would already be dead." Mulling over everything, Arvin decided it would be best that he comply. Sure, it didn't sound fun and he hated the idea of being submissive to someone but he didn't want to be hurt or punished. Often those who rebelled ended up dead. It was time to play nice with the authorities and dream of getting rewards to good behavior.