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Four Thousand Club
Orious looked back with a slight blush and a sort of saddened smile before looking back at the window."andreous marq...a cruel and unusual boy with a laugh like no other, he's the one who owns me...I'm his pet. He'd give an order and I follow, if I didn't he'd punish me severely...ah but the government took me away so I have little desire to go back to him in this state, I'm far too much trouble for him now."Orious murmured