Mason Bailey. 25, floor red. Diagnosed antisocial personality disorder, possible narcissistic personality disorder. Claimed.
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There's something about you that's remarkably far from terrifying. Go ahead. But I can assure you that the punishment for laying a single hand on me will be far worse than what you had to endure to get you in such a horrible mood. And that's only if I don't kill you before my master finds out about it.
“Oh, fuck off, I’m not looking for any sympathy. I’m just telling you now, so when I’m ripping off your fingers, one by one, and cry out ‘Why are you doing this!?’ you’ll already have your answer.”
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I hope you're not expecting me to help you, Elias.
He could be hurt, I have to find him before someone steps on him.
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"And why shouldn't I?" Mason had no real reason to do any favors for anyone anymore. The way he saw it, he'd already done his job here, and he didn't have to do anything more. He only chose to be a self-righteous pain in the ass who made things more complicated for others because ... well ... Why not have a little fun while basking in the afterglow of his triumphs? "You haven't done anything particularly noteworthy for me as of late, now, have you?"
Seeing Mason holding up the razor blade that’d accidentally fallen out of the hem of his sweatpants, Daniel sighs heavily. Mason twirls it in-between his fingers and seems utterly amused by the fuck up on his part. He was obviously finding this hilarious. “I’d appreciate if you didn’t tell anyone about that,” he exhales.
Nothing good could come from this.
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"That would be a dumb move. I don't think you'd survive the attack. And if you did, you certainly wouldn't survive the repercussions."
“Oh, fuck off, I’m not looking for any sympathy. I’m just telling you now, so when I’m ripping off your fingers, one by one, and cry out ‘Why are you doing this!?’ you’ll already have your answer.”
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Good. Don't go looking for it.
It’s gone…
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I required the protection and he offered it. I wouldn't consider it a claiming so much as a business transaction.
I heard you got claimed.
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I'd say that it depends on Ezekiel, but as I don't want to evoke his wrath, I'm not going to ask. Regardless, I'm quite satisfied with not having to prove myself in this situation. He doesn't require me to be on my back, and so I don't ask it of anyone else in an attempt to establish my authority. I think you and I can consider that a win-win.
I’ve just heard you’ve been claimed, I’m going to assume that means our little challenge is off the table. Such a pity.
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I'm relaxing. I do hope your reason for interrupting me warrants said interruption.
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"Me? Nothing. I can't risk it anymore. Do I come across as someone who frequently does something?"
“What did you do?”
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"Cry me a fucking river, little girl. You want some sympathy, you're barking up the wrong tree. You want some pity, you're in the wrong place entirely."
“I’ve been beaten, bruised, trapped in a fucking hot box for three days without anything to eat or drink. So,please, excuse me if I’m anything less than kind.”
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They're better friends than those objects who spend more time talking than they do acting.
…Mason. Inanimate objects aren’t friends. They’re companions.

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You worry me, boy. You really, really do. Your referral to things in a second grade manner makes me wonder if that Christian upbringing of yours allowed for sex education. Rumors go around about everything in here. My "parts" are going to be the exception.
There are rumours going around about your… parts?
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I don't give a good goddamn what it is. It has to stop.
“That’s very Freudian of you.”
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Or what? You'll throw a temper tantrum? Try to take it? I suggest you don't do anything stupid, little girl. Remember that trying to take something from me isn't the same as succeeding.
“Fuck, okay, it’s mine. Give it.”
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I'm right in most every regard, actually. But that's close enough.
I’m not very fond of other people having a say in my health. So you’re right in that regard.
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Do I have to ask for permission to circumsize anyone who vocalizes interest from this point forward?
Yes, it does.
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I'm hardly upset with Greyson. If you punish him for anything, it should be for that damn water he squirts people with it.
I do believe that is the fault of my slave. I’d say you could beat him, but I kind of like to be the only one that does that.
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