Who: Thanatos, Chessa, and Terra What: Getting to know you in bed? Where: Casa de la Thanatos, outdoors by the pool When: Week 2; Wednesday evening right at sunset Rating: tbd Status: Closed/Incomplete.
Time spent on her own often saw Terra exploring the large estate that was her master's home, the grounds included. She supposed it typically took most new slaves time to adjust to such a way of life, but she found herself more or less acclimating to the role quickly as she had no prior life or freedoms to compare it to. There were times, especially when she was alone, that the girl still felt lost and empty in many ways, but at least belonging to the vicious vampire gave her a purpose that sitting alone in an auction safe house failed to give. There were still many unanswered questions troubling her about her life and her identity, and a part of her feared that she might have to give up on finding answers to them. Her life was no longer her own, after all. It belonged to Thanatos. No, that wasn't right. It belonged to the Master. That was how she should refer to him, even in her thoughts.
Terra found outdoors to be much more peaceful than the small, cramped room that was to be her bed chambers and thus took to sleeping there more often than not when she was not summoned for her master's pleasure. She knew well enough that his other slave, a girl named Chessa, was also about, but she'd not yet made contact with the other girl. While she doubted Thanatos would be overly helpful with many of her questions, Chessa might well be able to provide some of the more basic answers to her questions. Besides that, she imagined it would be nice to speak to another girl. Though she had no experience in social interactions, it would be logical that some knowledge of nature and normal practice could be found in spending time with another girl close to her own age and status.
For the time being, however, the half fae had found a relatively safe spot near to the pool where she sat, naked still as commanded and growing used to not being bashful about it. While she was not needed, her time would be well spent trying to practice control over her flame. Even a fool would be able to tell that their life would be forfeit if they accidentally lit the master's home ablaze because they lacked complete control over their abilities. The girl sat in a chair, knees drawn up against her chest as she extended her hand palm up, a decent-sized ball of fire swirling about in it and fluctuating as she stared into it, transfixed.