Crows Murder

[06:47] Crow (melchior.wardell) had dragged her to the others that had been waiting on him with the sleens, that had indicated she might have been in this city. The night before he had spoken to the Slaver and knew that she would be kept in the kennels untill he came to claim her again. He pulled her to her feet making her balance on her toes, while his other hand snaked around her throat. His eyes were as glass, showing nothing of his anger eventhough it was there. “Perhaps I hoped that you would be saved from this … but now … that I face you … I can’t say I regret it that much after all.” he said to her while he used more pressure on her throat. “I believe there is this common knowledge when it comes to slaves that run away.” he whispers.

[06:48] Crow (melchior.wardell) had little trouble keeping her, clearly after lifting her up like he did “You see, slut, I never really loved you. I don’t think I even cared that much about you.” he stated. “I could have just cut your tongue and be certain that you would state those lies.” he added tonelessly. “You have failed so often, that I could have killed you just as much as there are hours in a day, but still … but I trained you well … you would always be with the bitterness you have showed me so often.” his eyes now held that glare that showed his disgust of her. “A shame perhaps, a waste of my time and yours if I am honest, but again you have forced me to do what is needed. So in a way … You have showed how poor of a slave you truly are. Thinking it is you that can make any desicions. ” he now took his dagger from its sheath.

[06:48] Crow (melchior.wardell) kept her in this vice grip “I believe it was you that once liked to brag about my talent with women … and here you are … one of those that feels she might be smarter and yet has never seen that I just let you believe there was more. ” there was now this vicious grin. “It served a purpose … slut … that you thought I would be capable of love … but there has been only one I ever loved and she is in the city of dust.” he now thrusts the dagger in her chest, aimed to puncture her lung and angling it so that he would reach her heart just a bit located under her breastbone. His eyes didn’t seem to hold any compassion, there was nothing.

[06:49] Crow (melchior.wardell) felt how her blood runs over his hand while he twisted the dagger to be sure the blood would rush out of her and end it swiftly. “Be gone … and let us hope that your deceit will not haunt you in the city of Dust.” his hand on her throat had become more thighter by the rush of adrenaline that was now running through him. Although he didn’t enjoy to kill, he now felt that moment of peace come over him. She had been a burden long enough and with what he had learned over the past days, knew that death could be the only release from it. This time there was no tender moment, no last gentle touch only the uncompromising killer he was.

[06:50] Crow (melchior.wardell) finally felt there was no pulse and dropped the body by withdrawing his dagger and releasing her throat. He cleaned his dagger and sheathed it. He looked down, as if he was looking at a dead animal, which she was in his mind. He ensured she was truly dead and threw her before the sleen. The Sleen had done well in his search of her and seemed to understand that he was now given the treat. The animal was vicious and started to take large chunks of her flesh with his razorsharp teeth and didn’t seem to have any issue with swallowing the pieces. There had been no love, not even care while he regarded the scene before him. Perhaps there had been to much grief in all of this time, to even bother himself with it. “Will you fight wars over me … ” he smirks, knowing she had asked that question number of times “As if … ” he mutters while he sees the sleen take her last remains.

[03:45] Crow (melchior.wardell) arched a brow seeing the familair girl “I hope your not spying girl.”he said with that dark sense of humour.

[03:48] Arcadia Sommer felt a flutter in her stomach as she heard Crow’s familiar rich tones, she cleared her throat and said hesitantly “oh Master, never, I would only be doing that kind of thing for you …..”

[03:49] Crow (melchior.wardell) chuckles “Than approach ” he tells her “Have you met the girl here ?” he asks indicating Sonna.

[03:50] Arcadia Sommer tip toed towards him and sank gratefully to her knees at his boot, she regarded the girl “hmmm I’m not sure Master”

[03:51] Crow (melchior.wardell) nodded “She is a regular visitor … I believe Raven is training her.” he said leaving the name of her owner unsaid. “What about you redhead … still out on the hunt for thighs ?”

[03:51] Sonna (sonna.bazar) had quietly sat at Master crows boots as soon as he arrived at the hub. She looked up at the Kajira and gave her a warm smile and placed her attention back upon the Masters boot

[03:52] Arcadia Sommer shrugged and said flatly “I just kind of float about doing nothing much Master …”

[03:53] Crow (melchior.wardell) looks down his eyes stern “Doing nothing … that sounds as flower without the visit of a butterfly.” It was well known that Crow had his moments as in being poetic. He reached down to lift her chin “What a shame on such delicious slave flesh.” he mused.

[03:54] Sonna (sonna.bazar) had noticed the savage walking by, her green eyes following him and her ips curled up into a bright smile when she caught aglimps of his face. She placed her attention upon Master Crow and ask ” Master may i say hello to an old friend?”

[03:55] Crow (melchior.wardell) nodded to the girl “Of course, girl … and remember I want that first taste of whatever you will be making. And ask Raven if you need help with that meal.”

[03:56] Sonna (sonna.bazar) rose graciously to her feet and smiled “Aye MAster, as you wish” she said before rushing over to greet hr old friend

[03:56] Arcadia Sommer felt her lower lip quiver in the thrill of his grasp, her eyelashes fluttered momentarily to her cheeks as she remembered well his touch “I sometimes come to the Lodge when its quiet and lay watching the spirits Master!”

[03:58] Crow (melchior.wardell) looks down to the redhead “Yes … some of them can be quite colourful … but don’t underestimate the things they do.” he replied evenly. He brushed his thumb over her lips “I have seen grown men run for their lifes. I doubt they did because the spirits looked beautiful.”

[04:00] Arcadia Sommer smiles “I think they like me Master … I don’t bother them I just lay in the grass and watch …..” her voice trailed off and she added quietly “do you have need of an ample girl Master?” she gazed up at him wide eyed

[04:01] Crow (melchior.wardell) tried to keep his face even “An intersting question.” he mused while he now pushed his thumb between her lips, perhaps to find that tip of her tongue. “Tell me what do you think I would do if the need would arise for anything ?” he asks “You think I would patiently wait or … just take what I desire ?”

[04:05] Arcadia Sommer exhaled slowly as she felt his rough thumb slip inside her full pout, she sighed and caressed its tip with her tongue before gathering herself and answering as best she could “take it Master, you would take it”

[04:07] Crow (melchior.wardell) smirks “Indeed.” he replied while he now crouched down to her level. His eyes study her “I wonder if the shine you had once … can be returned.” he mused his other hand pushing some locks of her red hair over her shoulder. He knew the effect he had on the girl and would be a liar if he would say that he didn’t enjoy her offer.

[04:09] Arcadia Sommer felt a shiver of excitement climb up her spine as he crouched in front of her, she gazed at his handsome features unable to ignore the pink flush of pleasure that flooded her cheeks and spread to her ample chest, she nodded fervently “oh you could return any shine Master” her eyes shined

[04:11] Crow (melchior.wardell) was amused but tried to hide it by keeping his features even “Really ?” he asks feigning ignorance “How could I ?” he asks while his hand that had pushed the locks now rested on her shoulder. He moved his index finger from her shoulder to her collar and from her collarbone to her cleavage. The touch almost tender, soft but clearly in aim to tease.

[04:14] Arcadia Sommer opened her mouth to answer but hesitate and closed it again, she bit her lip trying to keep her responses sensible and measured, never easy in Crow’s presence, eventually she said simply “take me home and stroke me with those hands till I gleam in adoration from your attentions Master”

[04:19] Crow (melchior.wardell) kept his finger teasing between her breasts. It seemed to have found that path that might indicate he would proceed to her piercings but of course he did not. “Would it be that easy ?” he asks “Would a simple stroke make you some kind of wonderlamp ? The magic of a princes that shines when it is rubbed ?” he noted her hesitation of before and his eyes became stern “Tell me your first thoughts.” he demanded even though his voice was still calm and very soft.

[04:22] Arcadia Sommer ‘s eyes filled at his order, she could deny him little but nothing at all when that tone was used, she sighed miserably and said simply “own me Master, then I would gleam with all the sparkling facets of the most amazing jewel”

[04:26] Crow (melchior.wardell) took his hand back for a moment. His eyes dark searched for hers. Suddenly his hands snap to her collar and pulled her viciously closer. “I am certain that you are aware of what that ownership would do and hold, would you not ?” she had seen him kill his slave and must be aware of his rigid ways when it came to slaves. His face inched closer “I give you – which is rare – a moment of pause, to over think that desire, girl.” he whispers. “If you are sure … I am certain that you know of the way to show your desire, your wish, your sign of total submission.” with that he let go of her collar and lifted himself up to his full height. His eyes look down waiting for her reply.

[04:32] Arcadia Sommer feels the tears that had threatened for the last few minutes begin to spill down her cheeks, her heart felt like it hammered relentlessly in her chest, she was overjoyed and petrified, she stammered “M-Master I would beg that you let me visit you later at the lodge” she wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand

[04:33] Crow (melchior.wardell) waved his hand “Go girl.” he replied. HIs eyes left her he would see her later of that he was certain.