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aldersprigTo natf's Prompt of the same name. After Mimosas.
The hermaphrodite - known alternately as Ty, Tya, and Red Sun at Night, and now known as oro'Shahin - studied its mistress uncomfortably.
The mimosas, Ty thought, had been a good idea. They had melted a bit of the ice Shahin kept around herself like a shield, gotten the vestiges of a smile of out her. Ty found, and was surprised and enlightened by the discovery, that those smiles had become a bit of an addiction.
I will allow you in my bed, she'd said, when you have learned what it is to serve. And it had been, so far, an education. Not just in serving, although Shahin had been an apt and firm instructor. But in the life she and her people lived, in the hunt for the monsters that survived - and in Ty's mistress herself.
Ty kowtowed. It was a position with which the slender fae had more than a little experience, although generally in situations more playacting than real. Now, with the feel of Shahin's metal-and-leather collar weighing down its neck, the position took on far less playfulness and far more gravity. It could stay down here forever.
"I would send a message to sa'Lady of the Lake." Ty spoke to the floor. "It has been long enough that she's going to be sending someone to look for me." There, mistress, take that information for what it's worth.
"And what would you tell her?" Ty didn't dare look up at Shahin's face, not yet, but he thought she was not too displeased.
"Ah. Well, mistress, therein lies the rub."
"And what rub is that?" She had not, yet, given her new Kept a pet name; most of the time she used no name at all. Ty wondered at it, being nameless. Would it eventually forget its name?
Ty coughed. "You asked what I wanted. What if I want to stay?"
natf's Prompt of the same name. After Mimosas.The hermaphrodite - known alternately as Ty, Tya, and Red Sun at Night, and now known as oro'Shahin - studied its mistress uncomfortably.
The mimosas, Ty thought, had been a good idea. They had melted a bit of the ice Shahin kept around herself like a shield, gotten the vestiges of a smile of out her. Ty found, and was surprised and enlightened by the discovery, that those smiles had become a bit of an addiction.
I will allow you in my bed, she'd said, when you have learned what it is to serve. And it had been, so far, an education. Not just in serving, although Shahin had been an apt and firm instructor. But in the life she and her people lived, in the hunt for the monsters that survived - and in Ty's mistress herself.
Ty kowtowed. It was a position with which the slender fae had more than a little experience, although generally in situations more playacting than real. Now, with the feel of Shahin's metal-and-leather collar weighing down its neck, the position took on far less playfulness and far more gravity. It could stay down here forever.
"I would send a message to sa'Lady of the Lake." Ty spoke to the floor. "It has been long enough that she's going to be sending someone to look for me." There, mistress, take that information for what it's worth.
"And what would you tell her?" Ty didn't dare look up at Shahin's face, not yet, but he thought she was not too displeased.
"Ah. Well, mistress, therein lies the rub."
"And what rub is that?" She had not, yet, given her new Kept a pet name; most of the time she used no name at all. Ty wondered at it, being nameless. Would it eventually forget its name?
Ty coughed. "You asked what I wanted. What if I want to stay?"
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Date: 2013-04-28 01:43 am (UTC)Who is sa'Lady of the Lake? One of Shahin's siblings, judging from the Arthurian name?
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Date: 2013-04-28 02:20 am (UTC)'Gene ;-)