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May 13, 2019 18:36:12 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 13, 2019 18:36:12 GMT -5
That only ticked him more off. Even his own humans don't dare holler, let alone suggest. He curls his fist, drawing his head away. Heaving loudly to ease more of his rage. It takes a lot to get him really wild up, and that pathetic excuse for a pet really fueled his anger.
A dark glare pierced at Helios. Suddenly a large hand grips his shirt acting like a scruff and hauls him over. He lightly swats his rear, then places him into a cage. "I do not tolerate such behavior from a pup. Dogs are even worse. But I've been too easy on you, looks like that's going to change," he snorts, locking the cage.
"Mmm, I'm not allowing anything until you're more mature, or more civil." he retorts, walking out.
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May 13, 2019 18:52:38 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on May 13, 2019 18:52:38 GMT -5
Helios yelped at the swat.
Though he was shocked when he was thrown in the cage. What the hell? Just for missing his family? He let himself sob for a while as he sat there, legs to his chest. It seemed like hours passed by but he finally calmed down - and wished he hadn’t had the outburst like that.
He tapped the glass of the cage quietly surprisingly wishing Kratos would come back. “Come on. I’m sorry,” he managed to no one in particular. “I don’t like being in the cage. I want out. I fake it back.”
It was in that moment - to his horror he was becoming dependent on the ape. “Pleaseee I want out of here. Get Kratos. Tell him I take it back,” he said, though he sounded dejected. “I want my master.” It was a quiet, defeated whine.
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May 13, 2019 21:42:01 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 13, 2019 21:42:01 GMT -5
Kratos was out for a while, knowing he would cry for a while. Little apes when they are punished ball for hours, even screaming in anger. He raised a few spoiled brats, that turned better as adults.
Two of the guards that had different shifts walked forth. Neither were they the ones that coldly harassed at him hours prior. These two actually were caring, hence why they were patrolling instead. One casually approaches over to him.
He bends down to his level, releasing the cage open. "Your time is up anyways. Kratos says when you're out, go upstairs to the dining hall. He'd like to talk to you." he smiles, looking down. "Plead to him, not the air." he walks off.
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May 13, 2019 21:47:00 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2019 21:47:00 GMT -5
Helios was quick to get out of the cage.
When he was out he started out, but first went into the closet and grabbed one of the onesies he knew Kratos liked. If he was going to be asked to be forgiven he supposed he should do it properly. So, still wearing the clothes he selected he made his way to the dinning hall.
His eyes looked around until he finally found Kratos. He hated asking for forgiveness like this, but all the same he knew he had to if he wanted to really live. “Master Kratos. I’m sorry for my outburst. You’ve been nothing but kind to me and I was out of line,” he managed as calmly as he could attempting to show he was sorry. Because in a weird way he was. “I just miss my parents. And my home. I shouldn’t have screamed at you.”
He didn’t regret rebelling but the way he had? Maybe a little.
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May 14, 2019 0:22:52 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 14, 2019 0:22:52 GMT -5
Kratos had barely ordered his evening meal, even had an empty wine glass between his large fingers. His eyes were clouded, exposing he was lightly drunk. A smug smile appeared when he saw Helios entered. So the little runt has listened this time? Cold as he was, he commented to himself, "the little runt was crying?" He snorts, Pathetic"
A servant came up behind up, picked him up. Another pulled out a chair for the other ape to place him in it. The attire was taken from his grasp and placed into Kratos's extended paw as if knowing he wanted it. His eyes traveled over to the clothes, and lightly snickers.
Kratos clicks his tongue, peering down at Helios. "Ah, so you have learned your lesson?" He questions, resuming to look at the attire. "I see you brought this up here with you? Was this to suck up for an apology?"
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May 14, 2019 0:43:33 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 14, 2019 0:43:33 GMT -5
Helios groaned as he was forced to be picked up and set on the chair like a little kid.
Of course he knew what Kratos was doing. He was very clearly demonstrating to him that he was a little baby as long as he wanted him to be. Rubbing his eyes slightly he barely looked up at Kratos. “Yes, Master Kratos I get it now. I can be treated badly,” he explained calmly. “I’ll never dress myself against your wishes again.”
When he mentioned the attire, Helios winced a little. He didn’t want to give an affirmative answer. But he also knew he shouldn’t say that yes he was sucking up - he had to get back in his good graces. “I brought it up because I wanted you to dress me in it,” he said. Though it almost physically ailed him to say it. “I... These adults clothes look silly on me. You gifted me with these and I should be more thankful you did at all.”
He realized this was what he was being trained to act like and it disgusted him. “I’d also like something to eat,” he said in a small voice. “Please?”
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May 14, 2019 10:01:32 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 14, 2019 10:01:32 GMT -5
He smirks, extending his hand outward, over the side of the table. A waiter came over, pouring the wine without a word, then drew away. He'd venture around pouring other empty glasses. Kratos wasn't the only one present. Other apes in high attire were on their own table.
he darkly grins, humans are so simple to mindtwist the mindless beasts. Little pups seem easier as they long to be cuddled, and loved once again. Ah, what a perfect law this was. He might have not discussed with all his council members, just some. The ones who would highly agree.
"Mmm," he nods, leaning forward. "Why didn't you ask the patrols that were guarding you?" he questions, a little puzzled. This human isn't that dumb? Is he?
His head shooks. "No, I am not dressing you in that in here," he firmly states, giving the attire to the servant beside him. He takes a large gulp of the wine. "care for some?" he offers.
His head nods, "Yes, you can. What would you like?"
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May 14, 2019 10:09:36 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 14, 2019 10:09:36 GMT -5
Why didn’t he ask the patrols?
He almost wanted to laugh but he was mostly trying his best not to get annoyed. Though he was thankful when he didn’t have to get dressed in the onesie, sighing in complete relief of that. His eyes looked around as he answered wondering if they were there.
“I don’t know I don’t trust your patrols most of the time,” he managed as quietly as he could. “They can be pretty nasty. A few got so earlier I mean.”
Care for some wine? He looks at it, almost mesmerized at the thought. He thought quietly on if it was a good idea or not right now. But shook his head. “I’m ok. Can I get one of those soda things though? I like those.” He added having discovered that early on.
What did he want? Oh thank god. “Steak. A big, juicy one. They hadn’t fed me when they put me in there so I’m ready for some grub.” He noted. Then a thought quietly occurred to him - was he being too nice should he ask? “I’m... Forgiven then Master Kratos?”
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May 14, 2019 12:22:25 GMT -5
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Post by Kratos on May 14, 2019 12:22:25 GMT -5
Not trust his patrols? Kratos wasn't sure if he should be pleased or angered. Angry for assuming his own were traitors or going for the only trusted him and Gladiator.
Mean? He lightly jerks back. He blinks. "What do you mean? I haven't heard any complaints as such, and Gladiator informs me if he sees such behavior." his hand tapped on his chin. Kratos wasn't sure to believe.
Kratos didn't view him as a young human child, but a mindless pup, who obeys his every will, depending on what that is. He snorts, taking another gulp. "Ha! More for me," he rolls his head, snickering. "Soda?" he chuckles, nodding. "Of course!"
Ah! He grabs the closest waiter and drags them over. His finger wrongly waves in a random direction. "My, top pet wants soda and a thick steak." he wobbles dragging him closer. "Get me more wine!" he orders, placing the glass down.
He peers over. "Nah, you're hungry."
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May 14, 2019 14:51:49 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 14, 2019 14:51:49 GMT -5
Helios noticed he was drunk and decided why not have some fun here.
When he got his steak and soda, he began to eat and drink. His eyes lingered around the area to be sure they weren’t around. “Well, you see I wanted to dress to your specifications. It was those two guards that insisted I didn’t and dress how I want,” he then added. “They we’re trying to get me in trouble and then made fun of me when it was. How can I trust guards when they want me to get confined to a cage or worse?”
No he’s hungry. Lord the President was drunk wasn’t he? He continued to eat and chug the coca-cola calmly. What did he say to him in response to that. “I’ll just take that as a yes,” he replied honestly. “Why is everyone here anyway? You’ve never let me in here with people before...” he managed.
His mind nervously remembered the training earlier.
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May 20, 2019 1:26:09 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2019 1:26:09 GMT -5
Bump
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