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His "owner" was in a foul mood when she chained him to the bed. Still, she'd given him time to brush his teeth and use the john, and she made sure the chains weren't cutting into his skin.
Amrit couldn't quite figure her. She didn't like him. She didn't trust him. She didn't want him here - hell, they agreed on that, at least. She got pissed fine when he taunted her, but then she tucked him in like she was gonna give him a teddy bear and a bedtime story.
He pulled on the chains holding him. He wasn't going to get out of them, not short of destroying his hands. He'd wait. Eventually, he could cut the shackle she used when he was working. A quick dash for the trees, and he's never have to think about this place again.
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Previous: In Which Amrit and Mieve Share a Little.
His "owner" was in a foul mood when she chained him to the bed. Still, she'd given him time to brush his teeth and use the john, and she made sure the chains weren't cutting into his skin.
Amrit couldn't quite figure her. She didn't like him. She didn't trust him. She didn't want him here - hell, they agreed on that, at least. She got pissed fine when he taunted her, but then she tucked him in like she was gonna give him a teddy bear and a bedtime story.
He pulled on the chains holding him. He wasn't going to get out of them, not short of destroying his hands. He'd wait. Eventually, he could cut the shackle she used when he was working. A quick dash for the trees, and he's never have to think about this place again.
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