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Slavery RP Post XVIII

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This post is for prompts that focus on crossovers between various slavery AUs, with the crossover wizards.

Please put the use name of your slave Matt in the subject line of your comment eg. "Feral: Fuck or 'die' AGAIN!"

I'll move a couple of prompts over to start us off, but feel free to ignore them and put your own.

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Matt nodded and promptly regretted it, saying instead, yes, I'm okay, just tired and sore and it hurts, but I'll be fine. Tomorrow I will eat red meat and sleep lots and lots and Foggy will probably make me drink water all the time, and I will make more blood. Probably have to tell doctors about it though, he sighed with pure irritation.

"Want to know everything." He sighed in shared frustration at that. "Physios are like that too sometimes. At least I don't have to see a nutritionist right now."

"No, you just have me fussing over what you eat." Jamie said teasingly as he came in with a tray, with the big teapot as well as teacups, the milk jug and sugar bowl and a couple of plates of biscuits.

"Ivannya, will you pour please?

"Of course."

Matt gave a groan of sympathy, nodding just a tiny little bit, feels like everything is a 'symptom', he commiserated easily and accepted another absent kiss from Foggy, who then leaned back a little, and he added, nutritionist was not too bad, told Foggy to give me vegetables and meat and food I liked, not take food away, and then he smiled at Jamie hopefully cutely, and waited his turn for tea.

"You get idiots saying that your master should do that to you as well?" Jamie sounded surprised as he commiserated with Golubushka, telling him about how their master shut that sort of person down while Ivannya poured for Danny, then Golubushka's master, Matt, possibly promoting him as their guest, herself, Golubushka, then Jamie and finally Toffee.

Matt hummed and nodded, entirely sympathetic, and took note of the tea order with a note that he was lower than Ivannya or Matt but above Jamie (how?) and told Jamie, lots of people think pets should be pretty thin, don't understand having a cushion or making up for lost time, and heard Foggy thank Jamie and take a small sip of the tea and Matt moved a little to make it easier for Foggy and took his own, sighing with pleasure at the warm soothing, and added to Jamie, glad your master thinks Toffee has the right to eat, choosing the wording on purpose.

"He says everyone has the right to eat. Not the right to eat the most expensive food all the time, but the right to enough good food to stay healthy." Slave food was filling at least and provided enough nutrition to keep someone healthy, it just wasn't fun to eat. And Matt was addressing Ivannya, a note of confusion in his voice.

"How did you decide I ranked you Ivanyya?"

"You're a visitor, so it's polite to promote you a touch if we're roughly equal status." She explained, a soft smile on her face when Jamie glanced over at her.

(OOC: Hope you're doing okay with the whole coronavirus issue. We're on lockdown where I am, for at least another two weeks)

Matt felt a flare of hope at that, perhaps their master was equally as caring deep down as Foggy was, and smiled widely to sip his tea, and heard his Foggy ask with his gentlest voice, and Matt wasn't equal? and sighed deeply, shaking his head at Foggy, but once the question was asked it couldn't really be taken back.

"He's mentioned working with you, or Toffee mentioned that he works with you. That makes him a working pet, rather than a status symbol." She explained with a soft frown, wondering why Golubushka's master needed it explained. "If Hendrick was here I'd have poured for Golubushka before him of course." She made a point of trembling just a bit, looking at the volatile free man with wide eyes.

Matt nudged Foggy a bit at that, the same way he would to show that a client wasn't as scared as they were pretending to be, but Foggy's voice stayed soft and apologetic and gentle as he quickly reassured her that he understood, he just wasn't very well-versed on hierarchy types of things, he and Matt weren't from around here at all.

(OOC: I'm doing okay but sort of focusing on staying sane during the crisis. Hope you stay safe.)

"Oh, I see." Golubushka had been trained abroad, and his master hadn't had anything to do with pets before him, that made sense.

"Would you care for some music? Or I could fetch you a choice of books if you'd like that?"

(OOC: Yeah, staying sane's important. Hope you stay safe too)

"I'm alright, thank you," Foggy said politely, and Matt gave him an absolute Look from where he'd craned his neck and a sharp elbow to the side and then he retracted his statement. "Ow! Actually, if you have any soft piano or classical, that would be lovely," he said and soothed the pouting on his beautiful love's face with another kiss.

"Chopin and Debussy are good." Matt put in softly.

"I've got just the CD then." She stood up with a smile, and went to play the appropriate compilation.

And they were all quiet for a long little while, the atmosphere gentle and pleasant, and Matt suddenly had a thought occur to him through the slow throb of his head, Foggy, where is the food for Piroshki? Is she set up? and he was worried, thinking of her cold and yowling and alone and hungry, he'd been that way too, been left alone for almost days with the brothers and cold and not allowed to eat by himself, the worst days, thinking when are they coming back? are they coming back? and said, you have to make sure she's fine! desperate-voice.

"He will." Matt put his crochet aside, memories of being left alone, cold and with no food rearing up at the distress in Golubushka's voice. And he moved over to hug Golubushka, sitting beside his Foggy.

"There'll be someone in the building he can call, I'm sure. He's good at making friends with neighbours." Better than he was or Danny. And Matt lowered his voice to the point that only Golubushka would hear it as he continued. "And the weather isn't as bad in your world, right? Said it was just fresh snow, not as cold, so Karen can help too."

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Once he had Onigiri set up properly he quickly packed a backpack with what they'd need - sweats for Golubushka's Foggy, pajamas for himself and his Matty and changes of underwear along with toothbrushes.

And then he set off back to DA Barba's, over the rooftops."

Matt hugged back, squeezing a little bit and grateful for someone who understood him all the way and nodded, Foggy talks to them and brings them things and helps them with rent and leases and traffic tickets and bogus drug charges, he said proudly, and murmured, no blizzard I think, just snow snow, and would play with her in it when home, hope she is warm and not crying, and shuddered, even with a warm hand stroking his back and his thigh as well, and the Danny really was not at all long.

He rang the bell when he got back, noting that a few of the houses that had been dark as he left were light again, but not all of them.

Jamie was the one who opened the door for him, tugging him inside and offering to make him a hot drink as he took his shoes off.

"Yeah, that would be good, thank you."

Matt turned his head a little to track Jamie and quietly said, do you want some help? I'd be happy to, not sure if he was or wasn't going to say yes, and he heard Foggy asking Danny just how deep it was out there, was it still coming down hard and sudden?

"I appreciate the offer, but it's my kitchen." Jamie answered smoothly, and while Danny asked for an infusion of ginger and lemon with honey Matt whispered to Golubushka that that was a polite way of either saying he was territorial about his kitchen, or that he didn't want to have to tell them where everything was.

"It's got to about knee deep outside, still coming down strongly." Danny explained as he set the backpack down. "And some houses have lights on, some don't. I can't tell if that's because some of them have generators, or because some just don't have anyone at home right now."

Matt nodded easily, understanding a little bit but not perfectly, he wasn't terribly good at cooking at all and he and Foggy ate out lots and lots, but his bread was his and he got really irritated when Foggy tried to 'help' or anything, and he stayed back and smiled at Treacle, humming a little and murmuring that he understood, other people didn't think blind pets could do things in general much less make tea, and he could tell Foggy was asking Danny with interest if it was predicted at all, and then asking Ivannya if indeed the man and pet were coming home from their office or if that was impossible.

(OOC I'm sorry for being so late, everything is utterly chaotic and my sleep schedule has been destroyed by events of late :( )

(OOC: No problem at all. I'm trying to keep to my normal sleep schedule, but honestly that hasn't been good for a while)

"Not in a kitchen we don't know anyway. Is harder." But he was mostly focusing on Danny and Ivannya as they answered Golubushka's master.

"If it had been predicted we'd have had to cancel the meeting." Danny was explaining, and he sounded like he was smiling too. "Sleepovers are all well and good, but only when they're planned."

"It's impossible, but as I said, we can find places for you all to sleep downstairs." Ivannya sounded apologetic, but not as much as he'd expect.

Matt shrugged easily, as long as it's not a cage I can sleep anywhere, he joked easily, and even then I can doze, and he smiled at how his Foggy squeezed him gently at that, reminding him he'd never be in a cage again, and Matt added cheerfully, besides, here there are blankets--a definite improvement! Four out of five stars on Yelp!

He chuckled at that, recognising the humour, even as Ivannya protested that there were no cages in the house. DA Barba must keep a locked room instead, but it wasn't relevant. And he thanked Jamie as he came in with Danny's infusion of ginger and lemon.

"Any requests for supper?" Jamie asked as he settled down next to Ivannya.

Foggy felt wildly uncomfortable at the idea of suggesting what a slave whose house it was should make them to eat, but Matt, who was giggling at Ivannya's protest, said hesitantly that if they wanted to perhaps some kind of casserole or stew could be nice, to be big and hearty in the cold?

"We just got those mushrooms yesterday." Toffee put in, hesitantly. "How about a beef and mushroom casserole? Maybe with flatbreads to go with it?"

"Sounds good. Would you like to help then?" He smiled encouragingly at Toffee.

"Oh, yes please." Toffee sounded surprised, but relieved a bit.

Let me know if I can help too, Matt offered warmly, I can bake, and Foggy is sweet, looks up things to help me learn how to do things so I can be equal, he chose the words carefully but provocatively.

Slavery RP Post XVIII

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