🩸𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷🩸

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WARNING: Cursing, mention of Child slavery, Scary image and paralysis demon.

,,ʎlısɐǝ os ʇsnɹʇ ʎlɥsılooɟ noʎ,,

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"There's no other chair here

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"There's no other chair here. You're literally the only one that's got a chair."

"Ah, I see. My apologies deary my eyes just aren't what they used to be.."

'Clearly.' Ari thought sourly, her eyes glared at the tortoise. Sizing him up and thinking about how she could definitely put him in a wheelchair the moment he posses a threat to her life.

"Right... so who the hell are you? And why the hell did you decide to buy me? Am I supposed to be a slave or a child sex slave? You sick disgusting fuc-"

"No no! Goodness no! Perish the very thought! I simply wish to have company, this old home of mine is far too large for me and often feels lonely."

"Sure, look not to be a dick," She totally meant to be a dick.

"but I can't believe all that bullshit. After the wild couple of days I've had, I honestly don't believe that you're just lonely and looking for company. And you didn't answer me on who the fuck you are!"

The tortoise chuckles at her, which she's sure either means he's about to reveal his evil intentions or that he's making fun of her.

"You certainly are a lively one, aren't you? Haha! my name is Seymor Cailis. But you can call me grandpa or grandfather."

Ari get's the suspicion that this man is trying to lower her guard, there's no way someone can be this kind right away. And the fact that he bought her like a toy at a market is also giving off major red flags. And the shit he said earlier about 'being able to buy more at anytime.' Is an obvious sign to get the fuck out!

Though, maybe she can play along with his game for now.. have him think that she's lowered her guard so that he lowers his guard instead. Then she can escape right under his nose with ease.

"Okay.. and why didn't you just, I dunno, reject me? I can remember all my life others have hated me and called me a 'racc' or 'stripped rat' so why did you buy me?"

Serymor stands up, slowly walking towards the girl. In return Aris' fur ruffles up, growling and snarling at him as a warning for him to stay back.

"You remind me so much of my granddaughter.."

At her snarl Seymor smartly stays a distance away from her. Hunching as his neck extends to get a better look at Ari. This grosses her out, grimacing and backing away from the man. Seymor sighs, turning around and making his way back to sit down in the chair he left.

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