Don't you want to play?

[petal_storm]

Who: Magnus, Markux, the Flowers
When: Two years after they are created.
What: Gifting

Magnus smiled, tying the large, satin ribbon around Poppy's neck with amusement. Big, purple, and ridiculous, it made Poppy look like a stripper at a bachelorette party. Or after said party really given he was naked except for the collar he wore under that ribbon. "There. It's the small details really..." he chuckled. "I've already transferred ownership, you're a proper gift and you had best be able to sooth him in his declining years." Or else.

Orchid watched from her elegant sprawl on the bed, face politely impassive, but the inner ranting was anything but...::sending you off to a mystery man he won't give us any info on...:: she hissed. She didn't like it, not at all, and he hadn't allowed her to do the property transfer so she couldn't even give her brother a clue. They both knew by this point though that their Master's 'gifts' never benefited anyone but him. ::Make yourself indispensable, please, I can't lose you...:: so he had to make his new master NEED him! Even if they were apart they could still talk when they passed near each other and that gave her a reason to hope.

"The hover will drop you at the door, you'll need the master of the establishment, naturally." Magnus smiled, slapping Poppy on the ass harshly and waving him away.

The hover dropped him, as promised, at a elegantly crafted landing pad on a disk nowhere near Magnus's. It was all smooth polished stone leading up to immense doors with beautiful carvings of naked people in all manner of water play and relaxation...

Comments

[code_jaeger]

Poppy swallowed thickly as he knocked on the doors yes.

[petal_storm]

It took a moment for people inside to realize someone was knocking yes. How very...odd. One of the doors opened, silently and apparently with very little effort despite the size and being made of stone, and a young man poked his head out, "how may we help you today?" he blinked.

[code_jaeger]

“I am a gift to the Master of this place.”

[petal_storm]

He...blinked again. "You had...best come inside while we sort out whatever mess this is," he decided.

[code_jaeger]

“Ofcourse.” He nodded stepping in.

[petal_storm]

Into a long hall of fountains and playing children and...patrons. And willows past them, and the sounds of baths and water even farther..."so what exactly did you mean by that statement?" the man asked, slipping back behind an elegant desk.

[code_jaeger]

“Exactly what I said.” He noted.

[petal_storm]

"In...what manner?" He sighed. "Are you a party entertainer? Gifted for what purpose, etc?"

[code_jaeger]

“I belong to the Master of this place now.”

[petal_storm]

Yeah, that got more than a blink, "you are very much mistaken. "

[code_jaeger]

“I can’t be.” He noted nervously.

[petal_storm]

"Markux does not, and will never, own people."

[code_jaeger]

“Ownership was transferred just today.” He noted.

[petal_storm]

"No."

"What seems to be the problem Matthew?" Malachite asked as she came up.

Matthew waved a hand, "this man is apparently a gift that was transferred to Markux."

She shifted to stare much like he had earlier, "you've been lied to. Someone will bring you a robe, please make yourself comfortable while I go discuss things."

Matthew seemed relieved to have someone else take responsibility and darted off for a silk robe for the man!

[code_jaeger]

“I see.” He swallowed pooling gracefully on a lounge.

[petal_storm]

The children kept playing, and someone drifted by silently to give Poppy juice and fruit to nibble?

Eventually Malachite returned and nodded, "if you'll follow me?"

[code_jaeger]

Poppy rose again to drift after Malachite.

[petal_storm]

She walked him past the willows and large public pools to a staff hallways, and from there to an elegant office where a man with pale skin and patches of small, iridescent scales along his face and arms was...braiding a masked man's hair while he worked on something?

Pearl looked up first, wincing, "please tell me you didn't pick the bow..."

"He didn't even get to pick clothes," Malachite sniffed. "Asshole."

"She means your ex, not you," Pearl assured.

[code_jaeger]

Poppy blinked and approached the masked man and pooled at his feet.

[petal_storm]

THAT got Markux's attention yes, the stylized mask with music notes weaving across it turned in his direction, "do not do that, please."

"Found it. Son of a..." Malachite snarled, turning a screen, "property transfer under animals for the garden, like the peacocks..."

Markux shivered, "I see. What is under the ribbon child?"

[code_jaeger]

Poppy looked up at him and untied it.

[petal_storm]

Markux turned his gaze away when he saw the collar, "I see."

"See what?" Pearl winced.

"That's a biolock. He wants to force me to meet to get it off this child."

[code_jaeger]

“I assure you, I’m a matured being.” Poppy noted. “With an abundance of training. I won’t disappoint you.”

[petal_storm]

"I need to think," Markux admitted.

"You can't go meet him! You can't!"

He waved his gems silent, he had perfect recall yes but he needed to find the proper memories which took time these days...

[code_jaeger]

Poppy sat quietly and idly massaged Markux’s legs.