Re: Stiles Stilinski: Open
Derek was not a terrible master, no matter what others thought. He looked like a tough guy but he was not all bad. He knew this would be hard on anyone. Humans that were now slaves, or even supers that were. He went along the viewing rooms, but he either saw scared kids or slaves that had too many years. There were also the slaves that tried to get out or fight, he also passed those by, but then a boy caught his eye.
Derek had promised himself he would never let emotions get in that way again, after Paige and Kate he didn't need anything more, but there was something about this boy. Maybe it was the way he paced or the way he hit the one way mirror, but he didn't cower. He was being strong, even if it was only an act. He was very handsome. Derek had only been looking for a slave that could help out one of his aging house slaves with daily chorus, but seeing the boy he realized it had been a while since he had had a personal slave.
Motioning over an attendant he told the woman he wanted to talk to this boy. She unlocked the door to the boy's room and then locked it back after he entered. "You seem anxious to get things going."