A Rose Without Thorns (Open)

Silas was quite upset to fail on getting that last illegal purchase. Of course, a council member betted, and not that moron of a chimp. Gladiator, gah, how he despises the name to a chimp It's disrespectful to the true fighters. He went off to the bar for most of the night.

He was walking down the street until a human caught his eyes. It was about closing time, he unintentionally decided to enter. He wobbles into a few cages, even grinding the bottle against the cages. His faltered sights were wandering around the darkened area.

He drops the bottle placing his paws on the glass. He snorts, hearing her cry. "Why ya crying.." he slurred, intently glaring at her. "You, you humans are such weaklings until taught," he grumbles. He randomly laughs. "Ah, I think I'll purchase the whiny brat," he muffles.

He removes himself from the transparent wall, trying to force it open. "Gah,"

Silas turns, rolling against the glass, bouncing his eyes over to the handler. He snickers randomly. He wasn't as bad, he was still awake, but not using his head. It took this long for the handler to come? Pah! They need to arrive swifter or they'll lose more customers. That was his sour thoughts.

He finally figured how to release it open. He ruthlessly grasps her hair and drags her out. His massive arm curls around her, then release her red hair. He snickers, walking a few paces back. He harshly turns her, even elevates at one time. He snickers, placing her over his broad shoulder.

"I'll take five hundred," he states, wobbling over. "Here," he slams a card onto his desk nearby. "Run it, and your," he drops his head snickering, "money will be in set" he sluggishly states.

His free arm flails in the air. "Add a tip if you wish. These long nights I bet are harsh, especially the aroma," he rolls his head back, giggling.

He reaches down, grasping his card if he was done. "I'll put in a great word for you," he druggily smiles over at him."Maybe get you an employee of the month!"

Silas was very pleased that the handler did not complain or report his harsh behavior. Even if he did, he and others that the reports would be paid beautifully to remain silent. It's a common tactic he has done. Silencing the press, witnesses, even his own family. He does not like criticism or wrongfully accused.

Silas amusingly snorts, shaking his head. "Good luck...I've trained," he crashes into the wall on the side of the exit. "Feral and deadly humans. You are nothing but a young, docile creature. Beyond easy to handle!" he hollers, circling around in the streets.

Luckily, he was not going to drive. One of his escorts take the young pup from him and placed her in the back of the car. After, he closes it and peers over to Silas. "Silas, get inside before apes around question, and record. I'm tired of cleaning after your recklessness." He grips his head. "Please, just get in."

Silas strolls over to the car, stumbling to get close to the driver. He pokes his chest. "You don't tell me what to do," he snorts, laughing. Another ape comes by, and helps him inside, right beside Rose.

Unfortunately, the driver had not entered and observed the girl bolting into an alleyway. He rolls his eyes, complaining, "Silas..." His head shakes going after the child. He hovers over the dumpsters since her aroma was powerful, and observed earlier she did.

Without another second, he grapples her by the neck, hauling her over. He places her down, holding her wrist with the other. "I advise you not to scurry off like that," he pulls her close, intimidatingly bringing his glaring eyes to hers. "Next time it will not be pleasant, I assure you," he coldly rustles.

He draws her over, forces the door open, then harshly jostles her inside. "This is your only warning," he threatens once again. " He elevated his head, peering over the car at the other one. "Place the child locks, okay?" he mumbles, entering the car, prepping to depart. He was not going to leave unless she was secured.

The other one obeys, initiating the locks to ensure she would not get out this time.

Silas (Bumping)

Getting splashed in the face with cold water didn't help matters any and she wasn't sick per say. Why go to a vet? Then she scrambled for the window and attempted to open it. She hated the motion and quick driving. It was making her feel even more nauseated than before. The cold water chilled her to the bone.

She didn't bother to look over before she had the ultimate reaction of revenge on the window. Well, the fact she did warn them..that she would hurl...took place just now. Now why couldn't she open the window? Because of the stupid child-proof locks.

She didn't seem feverish or anything. But the movement of the car was agony to her.

Rose wasn't exactly able to move out of her own stomach contents. It even made her nauseous and before she could bolt away, the door was open and she was yanked out. Oh her stomach was already sore from tossing her cookies. She hoped she wouldn't be going back into that horrid vehicle. If anything, she was sick from motion.

The height from one of the apes shoulders looked so far and she was looking straight down. If she fell, she'd crack her head open which was probably - worse than motion sickness. She heard the stupid ape knocking on a door. Apparently, they were closed and wouldn't open their doors. Duh. All she would need is something to soothe her stomach. Didn't these stupids know about motion sickness? Possibly not, nor did they seem to care.

Would they ever care? Nope...she slowly began to move down his back...would he care? Probably not. She wanted to leave these clothes. Hope they liked the smelly mess in the car. Well, it wouldn't surprise her if they cleaned it. Rose wanted to bolt again...but then she paused, seeing the other one coming up- still in a drunk state.

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Serenity was just about to leave when she heard a knock. She slowly walked up to the door, and saw a few apes and a single human. The state of the human was what made her unlock the door. "Bring her in." She ushered them into an examining room. The smell of sick emanated from the human. "Put her on the table." She ordered.