sing_for_me | PSLs/Memes/AUs

[ Eric rested in his room, curled up in a ball to grab some warmth from his small body. He ignored the pain in his arms, back and front. They'll probably call him soon and he had to rest at least a little before then. He closed his eyes for some rest...

He heard footsteps coming closer and his eyes snapped open and went to the door as it opened. He was ready.

'Get up mutt. Come.'

Eric scrambled to his feet as fast as he could. He couldn't be slow, slow meant bad, and bad meant pain. He fell right behind the man in a Heel as he was led to the gangs open area in the warehouse/hideout. He tilted his head, that's right. Something big was happening today, another gang leader was coming. Talks about some drugs. He had to stay by his Owners side in case of anything, and to be shown off. Gang leaders always were impressed by the little obedient dog.

A knife was handed to him. His weapon. In case of anything, betrayal, or simply entertainment. He nodded and went over to his Owner, awaiting orders as he pocketed the knife behind his back.

'Sit'

Eric sat quietly on the floor, just to the side and front of his Owners chair. He felt a hand pat him on the head and his stomach twisted in both disgust and pride knowing he did the right thing. He began to talk to the others and Eric tuned out, only hearing certain bits in case he was called.

The others would arrive soon ]

[ They'd never been to this city. Alex heard something about a meeting with a different group. She figured it had to be some kind of deal since Barry had her clean up before they left, having her wear the one "nice" dress she had: a short black dress with thins straps that tied behind her neck. He even left her alone for a few days, allowing her more recent injuries to heal. The opinion of whoever they were meeting must have really mattered to Barry if he didn't want to be showing damaged goods.

She sat quietly in the car, her gaze at her lap as Barry reminded her that she "better behave." ]

If I don't hear some good reviews, you can expect more intense training when you get back.

[ Alex remained still, until he grabbed her face and jerked it to face him. ]

You hear me, Alex? Don't fuck this up.

[ Though her eyes looked vacant, she nodded obediently.

They arrive eventually, his men exiting first, then Barry, then Alex right behind him. They walk into what looks like a warehouse, greeted by other men showing off their guns. They're guided inside where more men awaited them. Alex kept her head low, knowing better than to stare too much.

Barry wasn't the least bit fazed by the show of arms, especially since he would do the same. It was important to establish one's turf, just as important as it was to show respect without fear. He'd picked out his best suit, rings adorning his fingers and a gold chain around his neck.]

Glad we could finally meet in person, Hizawa. I must say, you know how to gear up your men.

Edited 2018-05-29 02:09 (UTC)

Of course Abott. Anything to make our guests feel welcome and safe. And I see you know how bring such fine art.

[ Although he bowed and greeted the man, his eyes were soon on the girl, very impressed with the sight. While they continued in some more small talk and greetings, he snapped his fingers and Eric snapped to attention. ]

Get the drinks.

[ He didn't need to be told twice as he stood up fast, moving towards the area where they keep the good alcohol, mostly for when guests were here or it was a particular celebration.

He retrived the bottle and a few sake glasses onto a tray before heading over and placing them on the table between the chairs. This wasn't part of his normal duties but he was suppose to obey. He began to pour as best as he could but the bottle was awkward in his small hands and a small splash occured when he tilted the bottle too much on one of the cups.

Eric stiffened as he saw the few drops that had missed the cup, before he heard a snap of his owners fingers and he looked his way. There was a dark look in his eyes and Eric's stomach twisted. He saw the hand point down to his spot on the floor and he obediently returned to it.

He felt a hand on his head that tightened on his scalp. He didn't flinch but he knew that there was going to be a punishment when they were alone.

Though he knew his owner was angry he heard him laugh. ]/small>

This mutt can kill people without any problem but still can't pour a glass of sake.

[ A few of the other members chuckled along as Eric stared blankly at the ground. ]

Now theb, shall we begin?

[ Alex glanced upwards when she felt eyes on her, but immediately lowered her gaze when she mad eye contact with the other leader. There was a slight shiver that went up her spine.

The only time she looked up again was when she heard fingers snapping, a reflex, but it wasn’t Barry’s fingers. She watched as the young boy moved to pour out the gang leaders’ drinks. An errand boy? He looked so young.

The way the boy stiffened when the drinks splashed had Alex’s throat tighten. While the other man laughed it off, she could see how he gripped the other boy. Kill..? Him..?

Barry chuckled, seemingly relating to his future business partner’s plight. ]

Who says you can’t teach ‘em new tricks?

[ They spoke, they drank, they laughed like two peas in a pod, as if there weren’t any hidden agendas lurking beneath the table. Alex stood a few feet behind Barry’s chair, tuning out their voices until she heard him. ]

Alex, come here.

[ Her heels clack against the cement floor as she makes her way to his side. ]

Since you’ll be letting us try your product, I thought I’d let you try one of mine. She’s young, but she’s skilled, I made sure of that. She’s sturdy too, so feel free to do what you want with her.

[ Eric's owners eyes gleamed as he leaned forward, taking a good look at Alex. ]

Oh hooo...Well, if you're so kindly offering, how am I to say no? Seems to be a delightful little mouse.

[ Eric glanced up at what was being offered and blinked blankly. Another girl. They sometimes popped up here and there with the others or his owner, and it wasn't uncommon for other gangs to trade their goods as a show of good faith. Eric had been part of a few trades himself. ]

I will gladly take you on that offer. We can finalize some more things while this mutt can take her upstairs, if that is alright with you?

Not a problem.

[ Barry nudges Alex forward towards the blonde, giving her a look in case she decided to resist. She looks up at the younger boy with an empty gaze, waiting for him to lead her away. ]

Take her to my room

[ The order causes a nod from Eric as he gets off the floor and starts to leave the room. He waits just enough to know she's following him before he continues. As they leave the main room the laughter of their owners ring thoughout.

The warehouse area is winding with the hallways but Eric's feet know where to go. He's travelled through here so many times he could walk it blindfolded.

A few turns and stairs they come to a door. Eric opens it to show a nice room, fancy bed, drink cupboard and a few other lavish furnishings. To almost offset the whole thing was a towel, or an old small mattress in one of the corners, a dog dish and leash attached to the wall close to it.

Saying nothing still, Eric getures for her to go inside. ]

[ Alex follows the form in front of her, her mind too hazy to really pay much attention to her surroundings. It helped to detach, especially when she knew what was coming.

It's only when they enter the room that she looks around. It was similar to Barry's, clearly the most expensive place in the building. The small mattress on the floor is the only thing that seems out of place. There were some dog supplies--but no dog. ]

Will..you be staying? [ Barry wasn't afraid to have others watch, and at some point she'd gotten used to it. But at the very least, she didn't want someone so young being exposed to this type of thing..]

I won't run. [ In case he was here to make sure of that. ]

[ Eric looks up, eyes slightly widened by the question. He wasn't expecting her to speak. Or those kinds of questions and comments.

He frowns, because saying that she wouldn't run just made it a bit more suspicious in his mind. He wouldn't care if she did, but his owner would not be please. And if his owner wasn't pleased...then Eric would feel all the emotions that would be hit onto him.

He opens his mouth before closing it again. he didn't really have to answer anything that others asked of him. She wasn't part of the gang. Still he shrugged. ]

Until told otherwise.

[ He would wait here until his owner came and gave him new orders. That was how things went. He pointed to the bed, and then a chair that was also there. A rough gesture to tell her where to sit. ]

Bed, or chair. He prefers it when they're on the bed.

[ His voice is sharp and uncaring, like he's said this so many times, had seen this so many times, it was all routine. ]

[ She opts for the chair. Just because she wasn’t going to try to run ths time, didn’t mean she would do everything he liked. Maybe it was petty and pointless, but small choices liked these helped her a little.

Alex looks at him again. ]

What’s...your name? [ Since she was going to be here for a while, Alex might as well know someone’s name. Not that he was obligated to answer. ]

[ Eric tilts his head as she wandered to the chair, not caring that was what she chose.

His head stayed titled when she asked for his name. Why did she care what his name was? No one cared. He stays quiet for a moment. ]

Eric Surt.

Eric... [ She repeats to herself. Hopefully she won’t forget it. ]

I’m Alex.

[ He nods absentmindly at her giving him her name. He didn't need it. Useless information. Still...none of the other...products ever talked to him like this. It was weird. Should he...talk? ]

You're...talkative..

[ Alex flinches, lowering her head. ]

Sorry..

[ Would he tell his boss? Would she get in trouble? Barry was always telling her to keep her mouth shut. ]

[ Same reflex. Same expression. He watched her a bit before looking away. ]

He likes struggling. Not too much. A fight he can win. A bit of play.

[ He trails off. Why...why was he trying to help? It didn't matter. Why did it matter of she got pushed around during this time? ]

[ It takes a moment for his words to sink in, another to realize he was giving her some tips. She looks up at him then, surprised. ]

I’ll remember that...Thank you.

[ Even if it gave more of a glimpse of what his boss was like, which sounded more like the people she least liked to service, this small gesture was something she wanted to appreciate. Even for a brief moment. ]

Don't.

[ He shrunk a bit. It hurt, he didn't want to hear that. Better to not care. ]

Do what you want.

[ If he was as familiar with things as she thought he might, then he knows she can’t do that. All she can do is get by, and enjoy the short breaks given in between. Distant as he tried to keep, this was the first time in a long time anyone showed any hint of kindness to her. ]

[ Nothing else was said when the door was thrown open and hobbled in Eric's owner. His stagger and rosied cheeks suggested drinking. ]

Hehe...nooow. the after party. Except...youuu you mutt.

[ Dark and angru wyes turned to Eric and he flinched, cowering as much as he could without moving. The shout of the word come made Eric jump and walk over to him. He was greeted by a grab for his shirt, a punch to his face and being thrown to the ground. ]

Can't pour drinks? How dare you make a fool of me in front of guests! Now scram! I'll enjoy my prize before giving you the rest. Don't deserve to watch.

[ Eric scrambled off of the ground as he gave his order and left as fast as he could, without glancing back at the girl or his owner. ]

[ She jumps when the door swings open, and everything moves so quickly after that. She flinches as he’s punched to the ground, wanting to to get to him, but he’s quickly out the door. ]

Now then. You gonna show me this deal was worth it?

[ Her attention goes back to the boss. She’s about to take a step back when the thought hits her. If she distracts him enough—if she can get him in a better mood. Would he forget about the boy?

It was worth the shot. And for the first time, she felt some kind of motivation other than fear to do this work. ]

[ She had done good, and after his fun with her he passed out drunk for the rest of the night.

It was morning when he got up and left, locking the door behind him. He returned shortly after, Eric following queitly behind him. His face was swollen from last nights hit but he seemed to be okay besides that. His owner pointed to the bed in the corner and Eric obeyed, sitting on it promptly.

Grabbing the leash and hooking it up to the wall, his owner clasped it to the collar around his neck, grinning as he did so. ]

There, now keep each other company until I get back. Got some important business to take care of.

[ He turned to look at Alex. ]

Feel free to use him. But not too badly. I still need him to move and take orders.

[ He laughs as if whay he said was funny, before leaving the two alone. ]

[ Alex stirs when he leaves, but waits till the door closes before she starts to sit up. Her body was sore. He was rougher than she expected, but not unlike she was accustomed to. Bruises were already starting to form on her wrists, and most likely on other parts of her body. Her feet touch the floor lightly, looking around for her dress which was crudely discarded to the side. She wanted a bath, to just wash the man off of her. It was always after that all the disgust came over her. ]

[ She had just managed to lean over and reach her dress when they returned. She retreats back to the bed, holding the dress against herself to cover her body up. She watches as Eric is walked over to the matress--which apparently wasn't for a dog...

When his boss turned his attention to her again, she flinched, saying nothing until he leaves. Once the door closes and the foot steps fade, Alex quickly moves to Eric, quickly getting the dress over herself. ]

Are you okay..? [ It didn't look like there were any new injuries, but just because she couldn't see it, didn't mean it wasn't there. She reached for the collar next, unclasping it. ]

[ Eric stiffened as he clings to the collar so she couldn't unclasp it. He flinched, shaking his head. ]

It's fine.

[ He shurks a bit away from her. This was a firar, he wasn't sure whay he was suppose to do. He had been given his orders and he had to obey. ]

There's a washroom...other door.

...He said I could do what I wanted with you. [ And she didn’t want him leashed. ]

...Sorry, I’ll clean up after.. [ She doesn’t blame him if that’s why he didn’t want her touching him. ]

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