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May 28, 2019 1:22:51 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 1:22:51 GMT -5
Merlin wanted to go home.
He hadn’t stopped crying for the last few days. And though he’d finally recovered his voice this whole thing terrified him. He didn’t want to be a pet, let alone to a powerful matriarch to another country, he wanted his mom and dad.
So far he’d at least gotten a pet bed. Though his leash was attached to something to keep him from getting away. Somewhere around the third night, he’d given up on escaping. Having begged a few guard that his father would pay good money for his safe return had fallen on deaf ears too.
They’d finally let him free now, but he’d also had reality hit him in the face when he got his new clothes. It was... Extremely unnerving and his stomach churned madly. Why him? He didn’t even know what a lap dog was until two days ago and he didn’t want to be one.
He tugged a little at his outfit, having been dressed in a vest and long sleeved shirt, as well as black shorts. He looked like a tiny kid, but he guessed he was supposed to be cute. Then he’d been left to his own devices, perhaps they’d finally decided he was well enough to be trained.
“I don’t want to be trained,” he managed his voice still a little hoarse. “I want my mom and dad.”
He simply sat there, and began to cry again on the floor. He wanted to go home - had anyone started looking for him? Someone had to know he has survived. Or would hear that Merlin was being kept as a pet. Someone would find him....
God he hoped.
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May 28, 2019 9:01:44 GMT -5
Post by Nikita on May 28, 2019 9:01:44 GMT -5
One of the bodyguards that had already despised Elisabeth, even a few humans. Walks over to the whimpering puppy. He leans against one of the furniture, glancing down. He smirks, a little amused by his pleads. WHat's the point to even do it? He has nowhere to go, even if he did escape.
"You should be joyous to be under Nikita. You would be with that sadistic chimp back in the jungle. He must be a quiet, sneaky one," he utters, stroking his chin. "I wouldn't cry," he snickers, adding, "she will only baby you more," he warns. He removes himself from the stand, walking off.
Another bodyguard that was beside him. This one more huskily. "Hehe, you're lucky it's humid here, hindering more wintry attire," he informs. "Be glad you get to dressing yourself," he waves a finger. "Actually, I wouldn't want to, either," he turns around. "You'll be trained whether you like it or not, if you.."
His voice was cut off as Nikita strolls in after taking a shower. "Leave the child alone," she demands, strolling in another direction.
Alva swings upside down then pokes at Merlin. "Why is he a puppy?" She pokes him again. "He seems a little weak," she muffles. "I don't think he can survive the winter." more jabs came, then she left.
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May 28, 2019 10:20:09 GMT -5
Post by Elisabeth on May 28, 2019 10:20:09 GMT -5
Elisabeth wasn't up to anything that would warrant any looks or scoldings or whatever they would do. She gave a look to the guard that despised her and of course, she was able to read by body language. To know what the bodyguard...said in his body language emitted a warning vibe to Elisabeth.
Then she had the nerve to get up and get in his way...He'd go one way, she'd go in the direction of her. As if he were blocking her from going somewhere. Elisabeth grew frustrated. "Stop following me!" She exclaimed, going beneath his legs and retrieving a toy. "Jerk." Then she walked over to the little child and handed him a toy. Maybe it would make him feel better.
"Don't mind that jerk or his stuck up mate." She was joking. "They both are always together, making humans lives miserable." She was trying to cheer him up. After all, she was 18 and much more older. At least she wasn't mean and cruel like the apes.
She just saved a bunch of apes and humans. "I'm Elisabeth. What's your name?" She was hoping he would either sign or speak directly to her."
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May 28, 2019 10:34:24 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 10:34:24 GMT -5
Merlin couldn’t help but feel his cheeks go red hot with embarrassment and anger.
He didn’t know what was worse, the way they humiliated him. Or the fact they reminded him there were worse fates than this. Frankly the whole thing made his stomach do cartwheels. And he wanted to shout back that his father would come for him and they’d all be sorry.
After all his father was, indeed, a legendary killer of Overlords. As well as a good man and a loving father. Surely he and his mother were beside themselves and pleading with Caesar for some sort of rescue attempt. Or so he hoped.
“I won’t be intimidated by you,” he managed finally his hoarse voice trembling a bit. “I am not afraid. And I would survive whatever you throw at me!”
His eyes shot up when he saw another human. Probably the first one he’d seen as he’d been basically quarantined while recovering. The stuffed animal she carried was a little embarrassing - but at the same time reminded him of his own as a kid. So he carefully took and embraced it as he began to calm down even a little.
“I’m sorry. I’m just upset. I want to go home - I want my mom and dad,” he managed shakily as he stared up at her. “Everyone keeps telling me I’ll never see them again and I should get used to it. And I don’t understand... I don’t want to be a pet. I want to go home.” His voice was low as he said that not to be heard.
When she asked for his name. He was even quieter. “Merlin.”
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May 28, 2019 21:28:11 GMT -5
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Post by Nikita on May 28, 2019 21:28:11 GMT -5
Fed up with Elisabeth's remarks, even clear intentions, only caused him to become vexed. He scowls, plucking her from the soft floor. He intimidatingly brought her face to his, that had been scowling.
"Don't tempt me, mutt. You're doing intentionally," he drops her back on the soft flooring. "I don't care if you saved the planet. I will not have a mutt provoke and disobey." He walks off to another part of the room.
"Bah, " he waves his fingers towards him, with dead interest. "You're not even worth it, springling." He continues to walk off.
Nikita smacks the patrol in the back of the head as she returns back over to the two.
"I told you to leave the child alone, doesn't mean you can pick on the others," she lowly growls, gently scowling over at him. "Go check out the perimeter, or something."
She sways her hand over to her oldest daughter. "Hey, cut that out," she demands.
She observes Elisabeth and Merlin. "I don't see weakness in him. He's just unsure of his surroundings and new adjustment." She focuses on Merlin. "Do you like to do anything fun? I know you humans get tired of being cooped up in here."
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May 28, 2019 21:44:16 GMT -5
Post by Elisabeth on May 28, 2019 21:44:16 GMT -5
"Oh I love you too..." She remarked...thinking that's what he was saying, misreading his lips because he was scowling and being dropped to the floor. Her legs gave out and she landed unceremoniously on the soft floor. "Omph...I can't believe you would drop me from 8 feet to the floor. I think I broke my pride."
Then she stood up and rolled her eyes..."What's a springling anyway?" She didn't know whether it was an insult or not.
She knew what it felt like. "I know that feeling." She said, sadly. "I miss my parents too sometimes." She admitted to Merlin. She didn't see any weaknesses.
She figured staying in the motel room wouldn't be a good thing and she made a face. "Loveless! Gah."
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May 28, 2019 22:02:07 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2019 22:02:07 GMT -5
Merlin was silent as the insults were given.
Though he grew a little timid as the queen entered. He didn’t know anything about his new mistress but now that he could talk, he did have questions. “I just I don’t understand why I’m here. My mom and dad are probably so worried,” he paused. “And is it true what they’re saying. Do I really have to sit in your lap and do tricks...? I thought that was just a like bedtime story humans told each other to keep us out of trouble. I didn’t know that was real.”
It petrified him, especially at her enormous stature. He didn’t want to be there let alone in her lap.
Though her softness did make him feel a little better. She didn’t seem to be nasty, but rather wanted him to be at least somewhat comfortable.”I’m just scared. I don’t want to be mean. I just don’t understand,” before he decided to indulge her as to what she asked him. “I like drawing and cartoons. And when I did really good my dad sometimes took me for ice cream...” he managed quietly.
Honestly he wanted to rush the ape queen and run away. But he also knew that it was pointless with all the patrols for now. Plus since she owned him he knew better than to fight her head on. Getting away would have to be done more discreetly if he wanted to.
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May 29, 2019 13:28:17 GMT -5
Post by Nikita on May 29, 2019 13:28:17 GMT -5
Nikita gently scowls over at Elisabeth. She did observe some of the commotions, so, Elisabeth wasn't getting off the hook that simply. Though wasn't going to give her an unnecessary swat. She pats Elisabeth on the head, but quite firmer. She thinks she's been a little to easy on her. But she did do something miraculous recently.
"Don't provoke Brutus. I know you two have a sour relationship. Don't purposely provoke," she lightly growls, shaking her head. She continues to sign, "also, don't be a smartass." she adds before focusing back on the shy child.
She chuckles, shaking her head. "Lap maybe, tricks? Why tricks? Isn't that a little silly to have a lap dog do?" She furrows her brows. "Unless you wish to?" Adding, "sadly it's not. It majority of the time. I just don't view it as some others do." She explains.
She sighs, "I never pictured myself with a pup since I despised it. I guess it changed." She scratches her head. "If it's an issue with you, I can give you back to that sadistic ape?" She offers, really sure he wouldn't do it.
She smiles warmly, then looks over at Elisabeth. "Is that what you want to go do, is have ice cream and maybe see an art museum?"
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May 30, 2019 2:22:08 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 30, 2019 2:22:08 GMT -5
Tricks? Did he want to learn tricks?
He supposed it depended on what kind of tricks she meant. But when she confirmed he’d be in her lap, a majority of the time his heart sank. Why him? Why the hell him? “I don’t know. What kind of tricks would I be learning?” After which he added. “I guess the lap won’t be that bad... I’ve heard they’re warm and comfy... But it just. I don’t know. My dad says humans in them are a joke.”
Back with the sadistic ape? No! No! He immediately backtracked his statement. “No! Not with him! I’ll do it! I’ll learn I mean. I’ll sit on your lap. Just please. I’d rather be at least somewhere I’m cared for,” he managed tightly. “Least you look like you treat your pets erm... Well.”
For emphasis he moved until he was very close to her. As much as he wanted to vomit, and his parents. He also knew that he had to survive long enough for help to arrive. Even if it meant he had to indulge in the whims of a mistress.
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May 30, 2019 10:25:09 GMT -5
Post by Elisabeth on May 30, 2019 10:25:09 GMT -5
Elisabeth couldn't believe that she was being told not to be a smartass through signing. She didn't believe she was a smartass only that she may have said something she shouldn't have. She couldn't hear herself speak. If she could, she would have not said anything about anything.
It wasn't her fault she misread 'Brutus' lips. It happens sometimes, especially when speaking too fast. Well, she decided to go find something better to do. Oh wait? Ice cream and go visit an art museum. She liked ice cream, but an art museum? She did not even know what an art museum was.
The kid was ignoring her as well...She wondered if she should let him go this time on his own with Nikita and stay here with the bodyguard. She'd make sure she'd stay out of their way while Nikita was gone. She was in her own thoughts...and not knowing what the kid was saying, she walked off not knowing whether she was being invited to any event.
As she walked, she glanced around before peeking into the first few bedrooms. All of them were large. She thought about plopping herself down on the biggest bed- and she glanced around before running into a bedroom. Whether it would be fun or not, she plopped herself down onto the bed and oh it felt so much better than a couch! Oh she could just sleep here instead! She really hated sleeping on the couch and sometimes, she tossed and turned. On some occasions of discomfort, she would find herself sleeping on the floor instead of the couch. This bed would beat sleeping on the floor or that couch.
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Jun 5, 2019 10:17:11 GMT -5
Post by Elisabeth on Jun 5, 2019 10:17:11 GMT -5
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Jun 6, 2019 13:58:07 GMT -5
Post by Nikita on Jun 6, 2019 13:58:07 GMT -5
Nikita tries to explain, though, she wasn't aware there was even a black market. Where did the child come from after running from the other three? Maybe a quiet auction? If so, why not at the cages. This country was sneaky. But, it wasn't even her concern.
She returns her quiet focus on him. "Hehe," she warmly snickers. "that would be up to you. I say they're quite silly. I prefer an actual performance," she admits, taking a quick glance to Elisabeth. Quiet, as usual, especially now. Nikita knows she knows what she says, it's her words. "The lap?" she muffles gliding her eyes back over."Mmm, you really can't judge it if you haven't tried."
She smirks at his hasten reaction to not wanting to. She reaches over, patting his forehead. "You're cute. I wouldn't even sell my humans at steep prices, or for any trinket." Another pat came. "I try to make their lives better than they were out in the jungle."
After she ventures over to Elisabeth, grasps her wrist and drags her over. she signs, "Think of the words you said back to Brutus. you'll figure out why I called you that." she mentions.
She sighs. "Guess no one does."
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Jun 6, 2019 16:29:07 GMT -5
Post by Elisabeth on Jun 6, 2019 16:29:07 GMT -5
Elisabeth was pulled away from the bed and taken back. She had no idea what she said to provoke? She looked confused..."Oh I love you is a bad thing to say to an ape?" She really hadn't said anything but that. She decided not to talk or anything further. It would just get her into trouble.
She still didn't understand and she guessed the furniture was off limits too except the couch and under the table. Then, "Unless you're all mind readers."
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Jun 6, 2019 18:13:54 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2019 18:13:54 GMT -5
If he hadn’t tried it?
He guesssed that was fair enough - though he definitely didn’t like the sound of silly tricks. And definitely not the sound of performances. Merlin was hardly a skillful human. “Well I’m not sure big performances are my thing either,” he added rather honestly. “But like I said I guess I can give the lap a shot. It’ll just be weird.”
The ape then started to Pat his head.
If felt really, honestly degrading as hell. Was she seriously patting his head like a puppy? After a moment, he managed to say. “Well thanks, I’m glad you like how cute I am,” he managed. Though he really wasn’t sure. “I’d be ok with going to the museum and ice cream though.”
At least he hoped that was still an option.
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