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Lovelle hugged her knees harder and wiped her eyes finally looking up. "What do you want from me? Obviously not for sex cause you would have already.." she trailed off her eyes hardening. Or maybe he was going too. She stared at her rings.

"Yeah well I'm a genius" she muttered sitting down in the sofa in front of him. She played with the ring on her finger her eyes welling up with tears. She turned away from him burying her face in her knees.

Lovelle felt her first fear wave hit and she shuddering slightly. She looked out to the mansion to distract her scooting closer to the girl. "What's your name?" she whispered.
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"Lillian" she whispered back staring at the mansion. She was glad he'd gotten two slaves at least there would be somebody to share her pain with. "Yours?" she asked.

((( I added to her appearance. Or well I re did it ))
Name: Lovelle Everthorne
Age: 18
Appearance:



Tattoos/piercing:



(((( Omg his tattoos are sooo good! )))
Lovelle got up quickly and walked to the living room where Nick and Spice were. "How's your arm?" she asked quietly.

Lovelle didn't respond just got into the car all the while glaring at him. "And what you won't ever abuse us?" she asked irritated.
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Lillian was surprised that the weird girl was fighting with her master, didn't she know that he'd probably abuse her terribly if she didn't stay quiet?

Lovelle curled up on the warm arm chair. She was wearing one of Nick's shirts and her own jeans. She was tired and honestly a little scared. She awoke a few minutes later looking around for danger

((( Yes you have to! )))
"Yeah I'm not dumb" she retorted she jumped beside him on the bed. "If I'm staying I get this half of the bed" she informed lying back down beside him but keeping a good distance from him.

Lillian quickly got into the car not questioning anything, or anybody. She didn't want to get punished, or whipped, or abused.
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"What if I say no?' she asked crossing her arms over her chest. If she had to go she wasn't going to go without a fight.

Lovelle was practically half asleep and could barely make out what was going around her. So she doesn't notice Nick's face against the soft jeans on her thigh.

They're so hot omg go away
Name: Katsa Everlark
Age: 18
Appearance:



Lovelle was pushed out of the van one of slave holder trying to feel her yup. She jumped away from him, and out the truck her hands tied in front of her.
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Lily was pulled along after the girl who had smiled at her. Her hands were tired from being tied together for so long.

((( Omg sorry I'd meant to say I'm sorry but I have to go but I guess I messed up. I'm back now )))
Lovelle spotted a scared looking and tried to give her a reassuring smile.
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Lily saw the girl and smiled back, though her's was more scared looking.

Lovelle sighed and started stitching, she hated doing it but she knew it had to be done. She finally finished, and went to have a quick shower. She put on her old clothes again and when she came back she bandaged his arm. She quickly went outside and planned a quick escape plan for later learning where he kept everything. She came back and sat beside him right before his waking time.

((( Lol last post then I gotta go )))
"Just take this" she said quickly shoving the morphine into his chest and taking a step back from him. "When you awake everything will be fine" she added irritated at herself and the world.

((( Oh ok, and I gotta go sorry )))

She quickly ran after him. "No, you'll mess it up let me do them" she told him sternly guiding him over to her bed and pushing him down on it. "Don't you move" she told him getting needles and thread and some numbing medication. She gave him the morphine a scowl on her face remembering what he'd used it for. "Take this" she said in a scared voice. "And I'll stitch yo up"

I'll start but I have to sorry.
Lillian was shivering in her cage, she had been captured this morning outside of her house thrown into a black van and now she was here wearing only a long t shirt that barely came to her knees. She didn't know how she was going to get out, and who would buy her.
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Lovelle stood straight and tall glaring at any man who even dared to glance at her. Even though she was the one in cage she knew enough about slaves to behave rude, and arrogant usually people didn't want to buy those kind of girls no matter how beautiful he was.

She stayed quiet while she worked cleaning his wound, and applying various different medicines onto it. Finally she shook her head. "You'll need stitches" she informed him. She could stitch it up herself, but it would be better if he went and got it done.