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Fantasy A Neko's Story (Neko x Master)

(If ANYONE RP's with Savannah.. It takes forever, she types manuals of RP, not books, MANUALS!)
 
(Hey, in my own opinion, playing outside in a thunderstorm and watching Jumanji are good enough reasons as it is) 
Luther's hand rested upon her farther shoulder, not escaping his reach no more. "Well, my dear, your new home!" He exclaimed with a cunning smile, continuing as with a flick of his other hand a carriage ran to a halt in view. It had three large, black horses with eyes of fire, the carriage itself was decorated with marble and gold. He stopped at the side of the carriage, his hand held dramatically for her to take and help herself onto the seat. After that small moment he walked around to the other side, the man disguised in a coat and a large hat which shadowed his face whipping at the horses to make them go.
 
Oliver was amazed by the sight of the beautiful carriage, she smiled weakly at Luther. "You're m-much kinder th-than my older m-master," she said softly, the stuttering would eventually disappear, it'll just take some time. Oli moved her right hand and ran it through her soft, white hair, fixing any loose strands. As the horses moved the two to the home, Oliver could hear the pounding of hooves against the ground; this delighted her, causing a slight stronger smile to appear.
 
Luther was glad that even this began to charm her, leaning back as he rested against the side of the carriage. After a few moments, his hand trailed to her ears gently, beginning to pet and groom her hair as he felt along her ears. "Tell me, my flower." He asked with a calm voice. "What had your other master of you?" He asked, his words seeming confusing as they were of long ago, opposed to modern day. After a few more minutes, the dark skies would reveal to red, pink lightning shooking down upon a large castle, almost the size of a kingdom itself. But what was even more impressive, were the giant pillars of metal, playing into the air as the voices of the tubes became more and more empowered by the lightnig, listening to the pipe organ's music play amazingly through the sky. To each ear was a different tune, it could've been peaceful for Oliver and violently energetic to Luther, so there wasn't any clear description.
 
Oliver's ears twitched a little, not used to the kind touch, but she soon closed her eyes to enjoy the warmth on her ears. "H-He was a vampire, nearly killed m-me. I-I was h-h-his blood source, he also beat me," she responded, pointing to her back as if saying: 'That's were he beat me at.' The lightning show grasped Oliver's attention, the sound however caused her to flatten her ears slightly. It's pretty, the sound I'll have to get used to in time, she thought.
 
Luther smiled. "Ahh, I am sorry to hear such sins!" He called out with a softer smile, waving his hand in the air as the music began to calm down, but still remained. He rose, leaving the carriage and in the blink of an eye appearing on her side, his hand extended for her to take once more. "You must me hungry, my dear. Come." He said with a smile, his other hand outstretching to the castle. He wondered how vulnerable such a small, gentle girl as herself would be. From such a horrible background, what would occur? He pondered that as he lead her to the main room, too large a master table to think it just for two people. It was completely decked with food, large turkeys along with random foods that wouldn't seem to go good together. "Eat." He commanded, letting go of her hand at the closest seat to the entrance as he walked to the other side.
 
She raised an eyebrow, but none-the-less begun to take a few slices of turkey and a roll; she placed it on the dish in front of her and ate. "Th-Thank you, mister," she said after making sure her mouth was empty of food. Oliver wanted to have her manners around Luther, maybe then he wouldn't hurt her like the vampire did. (Oliver's still cautious about masters, so. xD )
 
Luther watched her from the other side, his royal throne keeping his right arm bent as he rested his jaw on it. "Oh please, you haven't need to save your manners. You must be starving after being in that cage." He said with a smirk, his own hand reaching for the bowl of grapes and tearing off a couple, himself eating a little messily, but not minding being proper as he placed them into his mouth. He didn't care for her style, he saw the eagerness she had to just dive into her meal. "Now, as I said, eat. Do not nibble." He teased with a calming smile.
 
Oliver smirked a little at this, and eventually obeyed his requests. She had finished her dish rather quickly, grabbing another roll slowly and nibbling it, savoring the taste. "W-We haven't given proper introductions, m-mister," she said, peering at her master with question.
 
Luther paused, setting down the bowl from his lap to the table. "Hmm, yes." He said with a bit of admittance, as if he was wrong just to make her feel better. He rose, his hand upon his chest. "I, am Luther of Dracula. Seventeenth of his reign and as well Demon and Vampire intwined, fused with the magic of madness." He said with a nod, sitting back down with his back straight and his hands grasping the ends of the throne arms. "And you?" he asked with a slight wave of his hand, his forearm not moving.
 
She stood like he did, but less dramatic, hands at her sides. "I don't exactly know my real name, but I named myself Oliver," she replied, quickly taking her seat again, peering at Luther.
 
Luther paused with a disappointed frown. "Is that all?" He stated unamused. "No background, no names to tell, no lands to speak of?" He asked with a sigh, turning his head to the far right as he looked towards a metal dragon head upon the higher part of the wall, shaking his head softly. "Very well then. Come along." He stated, getting up as he began to walk down the hall to her left.
 
Oliver looked down in embarrassment, but followed Luther quickly. "Wh-Where are we g-g-going?" Oli questioned him, hoping she wasn't being annoying or irritating to him. She stuffed her hands in her beige colored jacket, looking down at her feet.
 
"To show you what will happen." He stated with a nod, leading her to the kitchen room. "This is where you shall cook when I am not hungry for the table." He stated, not stopping as he walked through down another hall to a master bedroom. "This is where we, yes, we, shall rest every night." He stated. The room was quite unique, pillars of marble on every corner of the massive bed that looked as of could hold an elephant. The area around it was surrounded by candle lights as well as torches among the walls. He continued to walk, a large pool which had a light steam rising upon it. "This shall be where we bathe, seperately or together does not matter to my mind." He stated, then turning heel as he began to walk out. "The rest of the castle is for you to explore." He said simply.
 
Oliver nodded, slight red coming to her face at the thought of sleeping with another being, let alone bathing with one. She'd never slept with someone else, it was always alone on the floor. "O-Okay."
 
"But for now..." He thought, looking around as he stood. "Come with me." He stated simply, walking along the ways towards another room, down the center of the hallway they once were as he opened yet another door which led to a throne room. It had luxurious furniture everywhere, pillows upon the floor to cushion it as he walked straight ahead to the throne in the room, looking at her as he waved her forward.
 
Oliver followed obediently, curiously looking at everything they passed by. "Y-Yes, Luther?" Oli knew she probably shouldn't have asked, it just slipped before she could stop it.
 
"Approach me." He stated, his body relaxed as he leaned back, awaiting for her to walk to him. He looked at her calmly, still wondering what would occur with a new creature such as herself to be in his home.
 
She nervously walked towards him, stopping just at the foot of his throne. Oliver peered at him cautiously, bright green-yellow eyes focusing on his face; she felt slightly uneasy like this, wondering what the hybrid master would do.
 
Luther frowned, taking her hand gently as he leaned forward, examining her body as he rotated her with that hand gently. "Upon you, I see no scars. WHere are they, exactly?" He asked with a studying frown, looking at her body.
 
Oliver shivered a little, then spoke, "O-On my back. M-My tail was p-pulled a few times too, b-but that's no big deal," she was beginning to warm up to Luther slightly. Though, stuttering was still a small problem.
 
"Hmm, show me, please." He stated, leaning back as he looked up to her for a moment, then back to her hoodie as he waited to see what exactly had happened to such a girl.
 
Oliver carefully pulled up the back of her hoodie and shirt, keeping it covering her front half. Many scars of scratches and cuts were on her back, nearly everywhere; she whined softly to herself, the rising of the shirt and jacket rubbed against the scars, causing slight jolts of pain.
 

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