Re: Auction room: Tas
Tas did not expect her to take right away and he was not a fan of her pulling on the thing that caused him so much discomfort. Immediately he tensed, his body screaming at him to get into fight position but he knew that he was okay. She hadn't hurt him yet and there was no reason to believe she would. He looked down at her and said, his voice soft, "Like that. You own me now, that means this is yours."
Tas breathed a sigh of relief when the collar was removed. He didn't know why he didn't like it so much. He didn't like how it effected him. Next time it would go on he would make sure that it stayed on until he forced himself to get over it.
Tas immediately when to the guitar on the left. He settled himself so he could hold it carefully and ran his fingers over the strings. She was right. It was horribly out of tune. He began to tune the guitar by ear, trying to make the thing sound good again.