Clane smiled as he laid on the ground waiitng for his master to return from the door. His eyes beg for more pain. His neck ack from the bite but he didn't care he wanted to see his master true power to control him. He won't run right now if his master was able to break him now he would sever him faithful but if his master could not in this test of wills he could leave him hand downs.

Vasilios sighed as the boy curled in on himself. He like making others nervous but this was a bit to meek for his liking. Vasilios gracefully stood up and walked away from the bed. He walked over and knelt in front of Ashlinn. "Ashlinn." Vasilios's voice was soft but very firm. "Ashlinn, why are you averting your gaze?" Vasilios asked cold fingers touching the boys hand. The boy was quite warm, and it was a warmth that radiated from blood. Vasilios wanted to feed but held back it was no fun if Ashlinn was in such a meek state.


As much as Jessi wanted to hold to his vow of ignoring the prince it was getting quite hard. He could explain but he'd already learn this guy wouldn't listen so why bother. Jessi hissed as the cord tighten he really did hate pain he hated it from when he was a kid. The way the prince spoke it reminded him of the people who claimed to be his family. Especial of the woman who would say she loved him then beat him and when she was done ask him why he made her do it. All the scars, everything would be exposed if he went in that room. "You don't offer kindness you force obideince with threats! Just like that woman I was supposed to call mom." Jessi shot back his own temper flaring as the cord had been pulled again. Jessi hated getting angry almost as much as he hated being depressed.

Sune watched his reaction closely, eying the pale band around his neck. He'd have to do something about that. Otherwise, people would question why he had a band on his neck that was paler. He gave a short nod once he read what Cain had written down. He raised an eyebrow before he sat down on the bed. "You can sit down on the bed, or the chair if you want. If you won't run, then I won't have to go over that rule. Um.. I already have a few servants for things, so..What I really need is a bodyguard, you seemed like someone that can be one." he explained.

Nothing the silver-haired man made sense. Intau can almost discern that he wasn't fully mentally there. "Your eyes and voice change often." he pointed out, although he was sure it was an obvious statement, but figured that the man had enough sense not to call him out on it, lest he wanted a beating. "You do and say weird things...I don't like it. Stop."

Linn looked up and moved his hand away when the other spoke and touched him. He spread his legs out and sat with his feet together since the man was in front of him and he wouldn't be able to put his legs out in a pipe position. "I'm not illiterate." he stated, though he knew that the Prince would be puzzled by such an answer. " I've read about how a servant is expected to act. To be invisible. To be silent. I don't look at you because I figure I shouldn't. Besides, what is there to look at? Your face is weird. And we're not talking, so there is no need for eye contact." Linn just had a submissive nature anyway, despite the little fire that burned in him.

Nicolet took a deep breath in and looked down at Clane. "Get up!" he demanded. He was blinded by rage right now. He couldn't even see strait. He wanted to be nice, but this slave wouldn't let him. "I said get up." He walked over to Clane and kicked him in the stomiace. "I'll say it only once more... Get up!" he said. His smile that was on his lips were of great pleasure. "Why do you like this so much?" He asked as he kicked the man just for the hell of it. This slave was bringing out the worst in him.

Logan looked up at his master. "I can't stop. Mother Gia cursed up so now were two diffrent beings in the same body." he said softly. He stood up and looked at his master. " I don't really care for your rules." he said. The strong Logan was beging to be defient, and wasn't about to back down. The weeker of the two tried to take controle but the other was to strong.

Vasilios grinned glad to see that the fight hadn't been quelled like he'd thought. He listened closely as Ashlinn spoke and smirked when the answer came out. Ah yes books about servants whether fictional or not it amused him that the boy was smart. "I am far more relaxed on whether or not you speak, I find it more of an insult when you purposely avert your gaze. I expect you to stay with me yes, and I'm sure you've read the tasks that servants handle." Vasilios said again soft like he was speaking to someone frail or far younger then him. Vasilios gentle wrapped his fingers around the boys wrist pulling lightly on the boys arm. "Dinner will be soon, but I do not intend to eat with the others." Vasilios said his eyes lighting up. He needed blood and he would have it. It was just far more civil to ask even if they would say no. The blood was his food, his warmth and it had been far too long since he'd tasted warm blood.

Leon stopped and blinked, what the servant had said about his mother to him had taken him by surprise, after all he never had a mother, never even knew her, all because she died when he was born, even then he was mainly surrounded by men and when he did met a woman he was disgusted by them. "Then obey me and we won't have this problem." he said to Jessi in a well flat, blank voice, there was a slight sadness in his face but it was quickly covered up, making his teal eyes flatt. He released the cord as he turnned and set the nice suit down on a rack as he went to the tub, which was big enough for three, turnning the water on as he poured the vanilla scent that he liked into it, making the bathroom smell like a bakery almost.

"I am a servant, bodygaurd....basically anything that my master needs me to be, but i am tend to be a rather good bodygaurd then anything else." Cain wrote on the paper as he stood up, looking around the room as he thought for a few minutes, wondering on what he should do since he was told to sit in a chair or on the bed. "Where would you like for me to sit at?" he wrote as he turnned it towards the man once more, not sure what to do since he was used to people telling him what to do, after all his family raised people to be servants to princes and kings, even bodygaurds, Cain was an exception since he was the youngest prince for his race so he took to his jobs more seriously but he didn't know that he was a prince even though he actted like one sometimes.

Clane was being kicked around and grunting from the pained his eyes closed but he did not move to get up. "more....." He beg as he was kick just for the hell of it. He open his eyes and watched his master he wasn't going to call him a girl because he need to see his master could control him without him useing words to prokove him.

He smiled a little. "Then we have your job settled." he said somewhat cheerfully. He tilted his head before shrugging. "Wherever you want. Another rule.. You don't always need an order from me. I honestly dislike giving them out. Should have a choice on what you do at least." he said, sighing somewhat. "How old are you? And, I heard that you have some sort of power? What is it?" he asked curiously as he looked up at the male. Since he was sitting down, he was that much more taller than him. He was a bit tall himself, but not so much. Last time he had measured at six feet.

The tone the prince used with him was rather unpleasant. If it bothered him that he didn't look at him, then he'd just have to deal with it. Ashlinn was about to move away when his arms was claimed by the cold fingers and pulled away from his body. He understood the implications and freaked a little, snatching his arm back and trying to pull away to another corner, away from the vampire. He had barely just begun to be his servant, and he wasn't about to let himself be nibbled on! "Let go." he ordered, ready to bite back at the vampire if he tried to drink from him.

Intau growled softly at him and stood. He was a little shorter than him, since Intau was actually quite the midget, and poked him in the chest. "I don't care either what you think. You're my toy, my servant. I'll harm you if you disobey me. I'm the Demon Prince! I'm much stronger than a cursed human!" He did not at all like the way the man was speaking to him.

Nicolet pulled Clane to him. "listen I am your master. You will obey me... Do you understand." he said firmly. "You will so help me..." he said as he held Clans face with one hand. He then kissed him, forcing toughen into Clanes mouth before he pulled away. He walked over to the dresser and grabbed some cloths that were Clanes size. He threw them at the man. "Put them on now." he said. "Don't test me... I don't lose at anything." he said softly.

Logan laughed a bit. "Do what you wish master." he said as he leaned back on the walk, as his master poked him. "I just don't understand." he said lightly raseing an eye brow

"Don't insult me, then." Jessi muttered once Leon had moved away. The princed didn't know his name nor did he know the prince's but he doubted this guy would fix that any time soon. He was becoming increasingly figgity as the warm ran. He didn't want to get naked in fornt of this guy... Or anyone for that fact. He didn't want people to see his scars, or him. He was thin, from not eating porperly and he was very uncomfortable about his body. Since his hands were free he began to rotate his shoulders and stretch the stiff muscles. As he stretched he curled into himself. Hunching his shoulders and lowering his head he tried to hide in plain sight. The reason for the cords became clear and slowly Jessi became more transparent. He could still be seen but sadly the power made his clothes begin to droop and hang as they began to fall through him. Only slightly though.

Vasilios narrowed his eyes at Ashlinn and tighten his grip. "No." Vasilios voice had turned more like a feral growl. He was not about to be denied by this boy. "Either I take a small bit of blood now, or in fornt of all the others Ashlinn." He moved quick to pin Ashlinn where he was against the wall, the boys wrist still in his hand.

Clane love the abusive and the kiss was un expect as well. Those he smiled and like this he would test his master more later but he was happy for now. Clane stipped down with out worry and dressed in the new clothes those the blood was soaking in to the rags that he had been wrap in eariler. "So what now?" He stood up and strenched he would like more pain but it was clear he could get it later when he wanted it.

"I have always been told what to do.....i don't really know what to do if i am not told. I am 21 years old. As for my power it deals with fire, so you could say i am never cold." Cain wrote on the pad and handed it to Sune to read it, looking around for a moment before he sat back down on the floor at Sune's feet, he wasn't lieing he had always been given orders and since he had no tongue, well he couldn't really protest to anything that he was told but now he kind of wantted to protest on the subject of not being told to do anything.

Intau huffed and slammed his hands into the wall on either side of the servant. "I will do as I wish!" he yelled, losing his patience and getting a temper. Something about this man just infuriated him. Was he asking for trouble. Like a child he stomped a little, before bashing his knee between the other's legs, hitting the tender area that all men cherished.

Ashlinn was not about to allow himself to be bullied. He squirmed against the other, grumbling. "You're not biting me at any time!" he yelled, then moved forward into the Prince and bit at his forearm, latching with his teeth until the other let go of his wrist.

Sune almost sighed, shaking his head. "Well then." he muttered, running a hand through the brown hair. "Fire? Interesting." he said, giving a small grin before he raised an eyebrow at Cain sitting down at his feet. "So, you Have to be told what to do? What if you don't really like the thing you're told to do?" he asked.

Leon turnned off the water as there were bubbles in the tub at this point, he took a deep breathe and sighed in relief before he stood up and turnned back towards his new servant. "What are you doing?" he said to him as his eyes narrowed and he walked over to him, clearly he wasn't happy about what ever it was.

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"Doesn't really matter if i like it or not...i still do it after all i was told to....you could say i was raised and trained to be a servant/bodygaurd." Cain wrote on the paper as he held it up to the man, closing his eyes as his long ponytail was pulled over his shoulder by his hand as he leaned his head back.

"That... sucks." Sune finally stated, somewhat bluntly. His sister would probably be overjoyed at the fact that if it would have been her, she'd have gotten an extremely obedient servant. One whom she could boss around and have him do whatever she'd want. He was a little different. While he would probably boss him around sometimes, he wouldn't make him do extremely difficult things. Maybe that's why his sister always teased him. "You can sleep on the bed for a bit, if you are tired." he said, noticing him close his eyes.

Logan fell to his knees and coughed a bit, but he smiled. "Okay okay..." he said softly looking up at his master. His eyes were still the dark blue. "You win. I'll do as you say... Please just don't do it again." he said as he coughed yet again. He pulled himself up off of the ground.

Nicolet nodded. "I knew you would see it my way." he said softly as he watched the man get ready. "I can be mean if you want me to." he said softly. He wasn't a mean person, but he could be if needed. He walked up to the man and smiled. "Kiss me." he said in response to Clane.

Vasilios was caught off gaurd when Ashlinn yanked his arm forth and tried to bite him. Vasilios couldn't let the boy draw his blood. He wouldn't let him. Vasilios narrowed his eyes again and held a telekentic wall between his flesh and the others teeth. True he was goign to have a mark from the initial bite but at least the boy wouldn't get his blood. Vasilios didn't let go, he just watched in anger. He was tempted to see how long Ashlinn would hang on, but he needed blood. With his one arm pinning the boy to the wall and his teeth in his other arm thing were about to become a little awkward. Vasilios lifted Ashlinn's arm and lowered his head a bit. He was concentrating on keeping a psychic awareness of Ashline's movements. He raised the boys hand to his mouth and knicked one of his fingers with a fang. Vasilios never would understand why others made such a fuss over a small knick.

Jessi looked at the prince confused, honestly confused. His body had gone back to being solid the second confusion took hold. He hadn't been doing anything other then wishing people wouldn't see him nude. Wanting to hide his body, so he had no clue what the prince was talking about. Once again it may have been easier to answer him but there was still a bit of anger over being kicked earlier. Though he knew he may regret it Jessi didn't answer the prince nor shift his gaze, he wanted nothing more then to ignore him.

Ashlinn made a shrill shriek as the sharp fang pierced into his skin, and he thrashed about like a wild animal. "YOU BASTARD!" he screamed, trying to move around the vampire. Even if it was a small prick, a lot of the times it's the smallest wounds that hurt a bunch. "THAT HURTS! LET GO!" After all, if he was a servant then he'd end up using his hands often, and he needed that hand to hold utensils and such.

With a nod and a satisfied huff, Intau walked away from the injured man and fell back onto the bed, hiding his face in frustration. He didn't like the expressions that the slave had, or the sound of his voice. It was almost mocking, as if he didn't expect that Intau would be able to handle him.

"Kiss you?" Clane just smirked moving closer to his new master. But he did not kiss him he just smirked he so very closer to his master lips. His new master looked so much like a girl it made him smile. He was so gentle looking but his kicks and punches where so very strong Clane like it those even those he was willing to do some thing he was not fully broke yet but he was content for now.

Leon growled slightly before he grabbed the cords and looked at Jessi once more, forcing him to turn in a circle as he looked him over, frowning before he looked him back in the face. "What are you? Why were you transperant and why where you losing your clothes almost?" he said to him in a demanding voice, having to bite back his anger so as not to hurt the man since it seemed to get hiim no where with him.

"I am sorry that is just how i was raised." Cain wrote on the paper after he opened his eyes once more, chewing on his bottom lip as he thought for a moment as he stood up and laid at the foot of the bed, which was further away from Sune then what the Prince probable would have liked, but Cain was wierd in his own way. He sighed and a little puff of flames came out his mouth as he burrowed into the foot of the bed a bit more.

He shook his head. "It's fine." he said simply. He raised an eyebrow before smirking. "Cain.. Come closer." he said, beckoning him with his hand to come and lie down a bit more comfortably. He looked amused at the puffs of fire that came out of his mouth. He scooted over, to make more room for the man as he stared at his mouth. "Can you do anything else?" he asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

Nicolet glared at Clane "did I hesitate?" he said as he watched the slave come closer to him. Chills ran up and down his arms, and a big grin formed across his lips. It was at that moment Nicolet changed his mind and pushed Clane against the wall. He held his hand to the wall as he looked the slave in the eyes. "kiss me now!" he demanded.

Logan was still trying to catch his breath a bit. He looked over at his master and smiled. He knew better then to say a word without being told so. He just wanted to make a point to his master. He held his stomach as the pain crawled up his body. It was in that few moments the weaker side took control. "I promise I won't do it again." he said as tears came to his eyes. He couldn't handle the pain. He head hit the floor with a big thud.