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TinyThings

TinyThings

Super-Earth
Joined
Aug 20, 2013
Location
All around us
Blue eyes stared down the small mansion, currently the target of his 'loaners'. A soft sigh passed his lips, as he shook his shoulders a few times, stretching his neck, making it give of a silent crack. It caused him to groan, memories of his old mistakes and mishaps cracking up with it. It was his own mistakes, misleading and mishaps, that'd lead him to this place. He'd never really wanted to be a collector. But then again, he'd never really aimed for anything in particular, during his 28 years of life. He jumped from profession to profession, got the money he could in different places, and the squandered them all on alcohol, cigarettes and drugs. He was out of most of that now, though. Only the cigarettes still lingered, forcing his hand every night and day. That, and the debts. He had a lot of debt in different places, and his current job, kept the other loaners at bay. They'd found something he was good at, and decided to abuse it. And now, he collected for his own loaners, slowly paying back his debts through work. And here he was again. Just another rich person, to borrow a bit too much money, never bothering to pay back, because he thought he had enough connections to keep him free of his debts. But once again, Jimmy was there to tell him otherwise. Jimmy was a well known collector. Notorious for always getting results, even if he had to break one or two arms to get it. No conscience. No regrets. That's what others thought of him.

The blue eyes gazed over the car in the parking lot, causing the eyes to swirl slightly in their sockets, before he began his march towards the front door. As for clothes, as always, he wore nothing out of the ordinary. A pair of black, weathered jeans and a black hoody, without the hood over his head. Around his wrist was a, some-what cheap silver watch, was about the only thing of value on him.
A pack of cigarettes was pulled from his pocket, bringing one of it's little death sticks to his lips. The pack went back inside his pocket, and a lighter took it's place. The red flare of the tobacco being ignited lit up his face, showing his dark blonde hair, a few of it's unruly strains reaching down in front of his eyes. He was a pretty man, there was no doubt about that. The kind of guy, always near the center of attention in clubs.

A deep inhale, lead a fog of smoke down his lounges, only to let it get exhaled back out his nose, as he knocked his heavy hand against the large door. He took a step back away from the door, leading his cigarette back to his lips for another inhale. He left it there for a few seconds, before leading it away between two fingers. One arm resting down his side, fingers carrying the cigarette, the other hand placed comfortably in his pocket, now patiently waiting.
 
For as long as she could remember, all her life was pain. Ever since she was bought from the orphanage there has been nothing but sorrow for the young and beautiful maid of the small mansion. No matter how loud she screamed no one could hear her. The owner of the small mansion was greedy, cruel, and anger. Unfortunately his only maid had to suffer. No, she wasn't a maid, she was a slave. All because her parents couldn't handle her deformity and threw her in a orphanage. For a young girl whose spend most of her twenty three years of life crying, she was a beauty to behold. It was no surprise why the master of the house wanted her even at such a young age. Her long raven black hair with bangs that tried to cover the right side of her face, made it easy for him to grab and pull to grab her attention. Her white as snow skin would be flawless if it wasn't for the bruises and marks of cigarette burns on her arms and legs. If she wasn't suppose to be seen, her face would receive the same damage. Her eyes were the only thing that wasn't ever damaged. They sparkled, full of life and as blue as sapphires. Her body made her a victim to the sexual abuse her master had given her even since she was just fifteen. Thin with hourglass curves, large breast, and a round rear. She had a body most girls would kill for. The maid's uniform she was forced to wear wasn't afraid to show off every curve her body had to offer. Despite her beauty she had one....difference. On top of her head were a pair of soft black cat ears and behind her, a long black fluffy tail. The collar around her neck only taunted her about her deformity. The reason her parents abandoned her, the reason she's a slave. The young girl was given the name Ella.

Ella carried a tray with a meal she cooked for her master and a large bottle of scotch acompanied with a glass. Just as she passed the door a sudden knock boomed through out the room. She sighed softly assuming it was her master's friends who were equally as cruel to her. She set the tray down on a nearby end table and opened the heavy door. "Yes? How can I help you?" She asked standing in the doorway. Her voice was soft and sweet, matching her appearence. When she looked at the man she was a bit surprised to see a handsome man she's never seen before. He didn't look like someone who knew her master or had business to take care of. So for now, she was a bit cautious.
 
He didn't have to be patient for long. The quick reaction to the knock, surprised the young man, who'd been gazing down at his cheep shoes, causing him to instantly turn his gaze back towards the door. Even more surprised at what his eyes met then, they widened slightly, as his head tilted back a bit. He'd heard about this phenomenon. Nikomi'something', was what he'd heard it called. He'd heard about few of his friends, other collectors, that they'd heard stories about rich people, keeping these creatures as slaves and pets. He'd heard they where beautiful. But she was the most beautiful creature, he'd ever laid his eyes upon. No imagination, could describe the beauty of this moment.
But he had to swing it out of his head with a few shakes of his head, pushing away the surprise in his face. And with a blink, he noticed the scars and bruises around her body, causing the man to turn dark and angry for a few seconds, before his eyes focused back on hers.

"You can call your boss down for me.. I take it, he's home?" He said, nodding towards the tray behind her, as his lips sucked down some more smoke, and he walked towards her. Moving his free hand out of his pocket, he gently tried to nudged her aside, to walk inside the mansion. "Maids doesn't usually bring trays around like that, when cooking for themselves. Call him down. Don't keep me waiting." He demanded, as his eyes turned back towards her, with a dominant, stern stare. Usually, a stare like that was no problem from him, nor did he throw them with second thoughts. But this time.. This time, he found it hard. Not because he didn't want to demand this. That was his job. But because he was unsure, he wanted to dominate her this way. She'd been treated bad enough. It was, certainly not, her fault he was the way he was, and got into the kinds of trouble he did.
 
The man before her seemed surprised, but it wasn't new to her. Most people that saw her were surprised by her little deformity. Little did she know that there were others like her. Her master kept the secret that she wasn't the only one only to keep her confidence and wild ideas low. Nonetheless the man was quite handsome himself, obviously someone that had women always staring at him. She kept a soft and listening look as he spoke to her rather firmly. Luckily it was something she was use to. A slight fear struck through her when he mentioned fetching her master. He hated to be disturbed with matters that he couldn't care for. There wasn't a chance she could lie either since he spotted the tray she laid down behind her on the end table. She didn't speak, but the moment she felt his hand pushing her aside, she nearly jumped and moved away so he could come inside. She had a fear of people touching her since everyone she's met only hurt her. Nonetheless she let him inside and closed the door.

Seeing his stare, she was easily dominated. Her ears laid flat in fear since his gaze seemed to scare her a little. With a simple "Y-yes sir. I'll...I'll see if I can get him to come down stairs." She walked passed him quickly grabbing the tray she had set down and walked upstairs. With each step closer her heart nearly brust out of her chest from the fear of seeing her master. Once she reached his bedroom she took a breath and walked inside.

He was in his bed waiting for her to return, raising a cigar to his lips to inhale it's smoke. He was a disgusting man with a round stomach and obviously poor self care despite even his fancy lounging clothes. The face of greed and hate itself. "What took you so long you pest!" He yelled probably loud enough for the man downstairs to hear. Shaking a little she walked to his bedside saying. "M-master I apologize for my lateness, but there's a man downstairs demanding to see you " she explained setting the tray down on the table by his bed. "And you did nothing to make him go away?!" He questioned her sitting up and staring at her with hate filled eyes. She started pouring his scotch pleading. "Master I couldn't do anything he knows your here." Handing him his drink, he grabbed it roughly with one hand and slapped her face with the other. "You stupid useless stray. Can't you do anything right? Now I habve to bother with this mess myself." Quickly Ella moved out of the way, holding her burning cheek as he quickly blew out the fog from his cigar and roughly got out of bed. He grabbed her by her hair and dragged her downstairs with him with one hand holding the drink she made to meet the man downstairs. She tried to keep her pained cries slient knowing he'll just hit her again if she made a noise.
 
As her ears lay flat, Jimmy felt his heart drop, with a slight sensation of pain. His voice, and stare, frightened her. Something, he was afraid she was used to. Something, someone like her, should never be subject to, in this manor. Someone like her, deserved both love, care and tenderness. He gulped lightly, about to appologize, for his manor of treatment, but before he could she'd already submitted to his demand, and was on her way upstairs. He rose his arms out to his side with a soft sigh, before letting them clap down by his sides. He shook his head a few times, leading his cigarette to his lips once again, taking yet another suck at it.

He heard the slap. It made every part of him cringe, and his lips carve a sneer across their features. His eyes pinched shut, until he heard the steps behind him. He took another suck at his cigarette, making sure the owner of the house saw him doing so, as he let his arms drop down by his sides once more. He had his back turned towards the two, as they made their way towards him. He could hear the girl being dragged by his side, and with one half glance towards the mirror by his side, he could see her being dragged by her hair. He took another deep breath through the cigarette, before throwing it down on the floor by his side, before slowly turning around to face her, and her boss.

"Gree.." He paused himself, looking down to Ella for a moment, and then back up to him. "You know me.. You know who I work for.. You know what I'm capable of.. Let her go, right now, and I won't break both your legs.. I have no orders, to keep you one peace tonight, pig.." His voice, even without shouting, boomed through the room, as he took a few quick steps towards the owner of the house, and Ella, pointing a finger at the large man. And weather the man let go, or not, his fingers, in an instant, grabbed the big mans shirt, pulling him close. And if he hadn't let go: "Let.. Go." The anger, and fury, in Jimmy's eyes, outmatched the amount the big wealthy man could muster. This, was his strength. He could demand fear into anyone's hearts.
 
Both Ella and her master stared at him as he made his demands and both looked at him in shock of what he had to say. Ella was the most surprised. He was making a demand to let her go? Why? She's never met this man before yet he seemed so set on her freedom. Ella's shock slowly turned to wonderment since she's never seen someone actually wanting her to be free. Of course her master wasn't going to let her go so easily despite his threats. Instead he smiled surely to himself saying "Do you really think I would let this girl go? I bought her, she's my property and you have no right to demand her release." But before he could continue he felt Timmy's hands grab his shirt and pull him close. The stare he was given did strike fear in his hate filled heart. Finally he let go of her hair so he pull himself away from Timmy.

Yet he still had a grin, but mostly towards Ella who tried to keep her eyes low, but she couldn't help, but look at Timmy. He sparked something in her she's forgotten long ago, hope. The man chuckled a little and said "Even if I let the wretch go how could she live on her own? The only thing she knows is how to cook, clean, and obey. She'll never survive out there on her own. At least here she has a roof over her head and food and drink. Out there she has nothing." He spoke with his sliver tongue trying to work his way out of freeing the beauty. "How about we handle what you really came for instead of discussing the fate of my shrew. After all you couldn't have possibly known her until she opened that door. Actually it makes me think you have your own intentions with her." He smirked evily. Ella looked towards Timmy trying to see what he'll do. She didn't care if he had secret intentions, she just wanted to be away from her master. Even her ears rose up a little in hope as she curiously watched the stranger
 
As he let her go, Jimmy did the same, letting the man take a few steps backwards, continuing the stare him down. The mans lips didn't alter, which caused the blue eyes to narrow slightly. And as that silver tongue continued it's dance, speaking of the girl like an object. And when the stream of words, finally came to an end, Jimmy rolled his eyes, whilst taking a few steps towards the mans side. And without warning, he attempted to place a hand upon the back of the others neck, place a leg in front of the others knees and forcefully tumble the man forward and onto his stomach, head first, if he didn't stop the drop with his arms. Should he get the man down, Jimmy would place one knee upon the others back. He stretched out the mans arm, and placed his other knee on it's elbow, grabbing at the mans wrist.

"Maybe.. If you'd taught the girl to fight.. To defend herself, and you.. You could've avoided getting your arm broken.. Now.." Jimmy sneered, pulling back at the mans wrist, forcing the arm to snap at his elbow. But Jimmy didn't move, instead stayed where he was, with a knee to the mans back. "You owe Mister Zac, a whole bunch of money, and he wants it back.. Sooner, rather then later.." He snarled, without taking his eyes off the man, his blonde hair hanging down, hiding his eyes from Ella, until they slowly turned towards her. The blue pearls gaze up towards her, a soft pant to his breath. He sank a single time, before gazing back down at the man.
"You say, -she- wouldn't work outside? Let's see how you do without her.. And, your car.." He turned his eyes back towards Ella, with a stern, dominant, but nowhere near angry expression. Rather compassionate, for a dominant stare. "Go get his car keys, and come back here.." He demanded, with a gentle, stern tone.
 
In utter surprise Ella let out a quick gasp taking a few steps back after Timmy's sudden attack on her master, but honestly it made her a little happy inside. The man didn't even see it coming, even if he did he wouldn't be able to defend himself anyway. He fell hard due to his extra weight and gravity working against he him, but before he could even attempt to stand he felt Timmy's hold on him making it impossible for him to even move. Ella watched in amazement seeing the stranger take out her master so quickly and easily. Her master struggled to move, trying to escape, but there wasn't a chance he could. All he could do was listen to Timmy, realizing why he was really there. Damn it! He forgot about the debt he owed and now he was going to pay for it. The master screamed in pain and agony afeeling his arm's bone snap like a twig under Timmy's force. He was in so much pain he couldn't even use his words to fight back against Timmy. Instead he cried in pain even started to have tears in his eyes.

The whole scene playing out before Ella seemed like an answer to her prayers. Finally someone was standing up against her master! The moment he mentioned having to live without her or his car made her smile a little. This man really was going to set her free from her prison! His stare and demand didn't scare her anymore. In fact she gave a smile as she listened to his orders. He seemed a bit softer and easier on her now then he was when they first met. It was like all sor row fled her body, her ears perked up and her smile brightened. She gave a bow to him saying "Yes sir." For a moment she still bowed, but looked at him directly and said "Thank you. Thank you so much." Then she stood up to fetch her old master's car keys. It didn't take long until she returned and handed him the keys with a smile.
 
That brightening of her expression, felt like a heavy stone dropping from his heart. He returned her smile, with a soft one of his own, before a struggle from the man bellow him caused Jimmy to huff a little and he gazed back down. He placed a little more weight upon the knee on the mans back, causing the other a bit more pain in that spot, pinning him more thoroughly to the ground.
"Shut it, you little swine.. You brought this, on yourself. When you 'buy' people, and treat them like dirt, you should be more careful who you loan money from.. Their collectors might have heart.." He sneered softly, placing a bit more pressure upon the mans back to punish him with a little more pain. Jimmy had made sure he said that, before Ella returned. He didn't exactly know, why he wanted to avoid her hearing that, but made sure to go silent when he looked back to Ella as she returned. He gazed to the keys, gently snapping them from her hand, before looking back to her eyes. "Good girl." He praised, with a soft smile, before looking back down at the man bellow him. "Get the money you owe, and give me a call once you get there, a'ight? Then you'll get your property back.." He sneered, throwing a card to the ground, he'd pulled out of his pocket. He applied a bit more pressure to the mans back, causing a short burst of pain to the man, before he got to his feet, gazing back towards Ella. He smiled just slightly, before nodding towards the door. "Let's go.."

Head head towards the door, gazing back towards Ella occasionally, to make sure she still followed him. He did so, with the same demanding deminure as he almost always carried. And as soon as she followed, he lead her towards the mans car. A small, almost boyishly charming and playful grin spread across his lips as he biped the car doors open with it's keys, before walking to the passengers seat, to open the door for Ella, looking up to her. The boyish smile was now gone, replaced with a more serious, and urgent expression. "Come on.. We better hurry, before your boss get's all his goons on our heels."
 
With Timmy still on top of him, the pain was that much worse for the old master. He tried to struggle, but it only hurt his arm more. To make matters worse was that Jimmy only caused him more pain by shockingly doing so little, but again, his hurt body and broken arm felt like hell with even the slightest movement he made. The words Timmy spoke only made him scoff, nothing Jimmy could say would change how he treated people he thought were below him. After all the people like Ella were lower class, slaves, pets, forever to be servants to their masters. Ella was just in the worst place to be. At least the others were treated like people and not just a piece of property. Besides his scoff the only noises he made were more grunts and pain from the pressure Jimmy pushed down on him.

Luckily for Jimmy, Ella didn't hear what he said to her master, but being called a 'good girl' by Jimmy made her smile for some reason. At least Jimmy praised her for being obedient to him instead of criticizing her despite she did what she was suppose to correctly. She returned his soft smile with one of her own with happily perked up ears and tail. It's been forever since she's smiled. Honestly she thought she had forgotten how to do it. Of course she smile almost disappeared when he said 'get your property back' she knew it was too good to be true. She was coming back as soon as her master paid him back, but at least she'll have a few days of freedom with the collector. With a slight nod to him Ella followed him outside.

Ella stared at Jimmy as they walked, but every time he looked at her she would quickly look down like she was watching his feet like she was suppose to do. He was demanding, but since it was something she was use to it wasn't a problem and in comparison to her master he was showing her kindness. She never noticed his charming smile, but the moment he opened the door for her she looked at him a bit surprised. She never had someone open a door for her. It was something new, but welcomed. "Yes, sir. Thank you again." She smiled softly at him then got inside of the car in the passenger seat like he told her to do.
 
Her reaction whenever he gazed back at her, caused him to frown slightly, as he sighed. But he shrugged it off, for now. But he'd have to address that, if she kept doing it. Made him feel superior, in a way he didn't really want to. In a way like her old Master. But he continued towards the door, opening it for her. Her thanks caused him to raise a hand.
"Don't.. Stay quite.." He demanded, still with a calm and gentle tone, but a sternness to it, making it clear it still wasn't a request, but a demand. He made sure everything was in, keeping a very clear eye on her tail, before shutting the door. And after shutting that, he made his way to the drivers seat, jumping in and starting up the car. But after starting the car, his eyes gazed down for a moment, before traversing towards her.

"Sorry.. Sorry about that, I.. Have to figure things out in my head.." He appologized, smiling lightly, as he put on his seat belt. "Kind of my first time.. Kidnapping. Someone.. Heh." He chuckled lightly, still looking towards her, with a charming smile for a second, before looking down to her seat belt nodding towards it. "Seat belt on.. Never tried a car like this, neither.. And don't think the owner'll mind a few dents, scratches and burnt rubber.. Do you?" He smirked lightly, letting her put her seat belt on, before slamming the speeder, with it in reverse. The tires screamed as he spun it around, before heading out the driveway, and down the road.

He remained quite for a while, just driving down the word, clearly still discussing things in his head. His eyes narrowed occasionally, before after a few minttues of driving, he gazed over at Ella, eyes gazing up and down her. "Are you alright?"
 
Ella gave him a nod in response after seeing him raise his hand at her, but not in a way that made her think he would hit her. She was use to this sort of treatment and felt like she was taking too much of an advantage of the situation by acting a bit out of how she learned to behave. Without saying another word she sat in her seat and moved her tail to lay on her lap as he shut the door. She remember when she was little and her master slammed the car door on her tail by accident, but he sure got a good laugh out of it watching her scream in pain. Ever since then she's learned her lesson about it.

His apology was another thing that surprised her. No one's ever apologized for being demanding or too hard on her before. This man was full of surprises. Maybe it was true that not everyone in the world were cruel and heartless. She gave him a light smile and replied sweetly. "Don't be sorry. You're not kidnapping me. If anything you're temporarily saving me." She didn't say anything more and pulled her seat belt on. It worried her that he's never driven a car like this one, but she trusted him enough to stay cool and collected, shaking her head no to his question that might not even needed an answer. She was again surprised, but the sudden careless driving, but in a way it made her smile and even giggle a little. For half of a second....she had fun.

Ella stared outside of the window, watching the world pass by as Jimmy drove, but his question snapped her out of the trace like state she was in and look at him. She gave a nod and answered "I'm fine. It just feels nice to be out of the mansion again."
 
At the mention of saving her, his gaze moved out the front window once again, his smile dimming for a short moment. 'Temporarily'. That word, so often spelled disaster and pain. That's how he'd end up in a profession like this. He was meant to temporarily take on this job, to pay back his debts. But his youthful digressions, had only caused his debt to increase, and it had become an evil circle. But his smile grew back, but only slightly, as he gazed back towards her.
"I'm not exactly sorry for 'kidnapping' you, you know.. I was sorry I.. Well, basically told you to shut up. And that, when you where trying to thank me. 'That' was why I apologized. Not from kidnapping you out of that pigs hands. He doesn't deserve someone like you, obeying any of his silver linen words." He smiled slightly, the smile only dimming for a second, at the mention of her old Master.
Every single one of her giggles, caused him to chuckle slightly as well, as he enjoyed the feel of a sports car, like the one he'd 'required'. But truth was, that he didn't laugh because of the tickling feeling, when ever he made a sharp turn, with a bit too high speed. It was her. She, made him laugh. They had that in common. Not laughing, or smiling, so very often. Especially laughing. He hadn't done that for, about ten years. Ever since he'd taken the job as a collector. On very rare occasions, sure it happened. When watching a silly sketch or short on the internet. But never in the company of others.

When she admitted to being fine, Jimmy smiled lightly, gazing over to her for a short moment, before looking out the front window. His smile disappeared for a moment, his expression turning serious instead.
"There is something, you'll have to understand. And. That you've probably already gotten, I won't insult your intelligence. I'm a collector. I take collect debts. And when I can't collect debts, I break arms and take Pledges, which I return once the debt is paid. Currently.. You, and this car, is your Boss' Pledge. I'll. Have to return you both, once the debt is paid.." The words almost seemed forced, as he tightened his fingers around the steering wheel, closing his eyes for a moment with a short sigh, before gazing back towards her. "Do you understand? I'm no knight in shining armor, on a white horse." He admitted, frowning slightly, as he gazed back out the front window, calming down the pace of the car, as he rested one arm by the window. "I couldn't even afford a suit, or a fancy steed, would I care to own them." He grunted a single time, with a few shakes of his head.
 
It's been so long since she's smiled or giggled or even had fun. In fact she can't even remember having fun let alone smile, but ever since he started beating up her master he's been making her smile. Now that she was away from the mansion, away from her master, she couldn't be happier. It was like a rainy cloud left her mind and heart replaced by a shining sun. Now all she wanted to do was smile again. Despite that she just met him, she wanted to know more about the man beside her, but of course she wouldn't make him say anything he doesn't want to. If he doesn't want to tell her anything she was completely fine with it. Still...he was so interesting to her.

Her smile faded as he spoke to her like her fantasy was being destoried by him, but sadly she was expecting it. As much as she wanted to be saved by him she'll be forced to return to that living hell she called home. She sighed softly. "I know. As much as I'd love to stay away from there I know I must return. As long as I have this collar around my neck there's no avoiding him. But at least for now I can be happy again. At least I was blessed enough to have you come and take me away from there. Even if it's just for a little while. I'm glad it still happened instead of it never happening to begin with." She looked at him and smiled sweetly then looked down at her hands as they laid in her lap. She took a breath and smiled again to herself since she didn't know how much longer she'll be able to smile.
 
As she spoke, he couldn't place her eyes back on her. He didn't want this. He didn't want to give her back. Throw her at to the wolves again. She'd seen so much pain and suffering in her life, and he was going to send her back to the Master of that pain? But. How could he do any different? Pledges, -had- to be given back. That was the deal. Alternatives would be to let the Loaners keep the Pledges, but she'd do little better there. No. There where no alternatives to giving her back, that didn't involve them both becoming targets. He closed his eyes for a moment, for a short sigh, before opening them again, gazing back towards her. His eyes moved down to her collar for a moment, before back to her eyes. He'd checked if it where a simple collar, that could be unlocked without a key.
"Since this means so much to you. Turn around. Turn your back towards me." He demanded, slowing down the car slightly, waiting for her to obey. And as she did, he carefully moved his fingers towards the collar. And if she would let him, and he could, he'd unbutton the collar, remove it from her neck, and throw out the window he'd opened by his side.

"There.. For the time being, your completely free of his influence." He said, smiling lightly, as he went back to driving. He reconsidered for a moment, before continuing. "Of course, if you liked wearing a collar, we'll find one that doesn't provoke that much obedience in you. While your with me, you'll show no obedience to him, or anything he's ever demanded of you.. You first of all bow to my command, to keep you safe, and second.. Your free.. Understood?" He asked, with a soft smile, as he made a turn down a side road, leading out of town.
 
Ella was a bit cautious when he told her to turn around, but she moved in her seat so she could turn her back towards him. She moved her hair over her shoulder then she felt the tight hold around her neck loosen until it was completely off of her. Her neck was a little red where the collar once was, but in an hour or so it'll be gone. When she looked she saw him toss the collar out of the window, but made no attempt or outburst to stop him. She felt her neck like she was checking to see if it was really gone or not. Then she looked at him giving him a smile. Free. That word, something she's been wanting to experience all her life and now she had the chance. All thanks to him. She smiled and gave a nod "I understand, thank you so much....I'm sorry I never learned your name. My name's Ella and don't worry I'll happily forget him until I must return." She knew that when she returns she'll get the beating of a life time, but in exchange for freedom, she was willing to take it. She took a breath then made a bold move. She looked over to him and kissed his cheek as a thank you present so to say. "It's nice to finally meet someone with a heart." She said softly then returned to sitting straight in her seat. As much as she wanted to stay with him she knew she couldn't, so instead she'll do what she can to enjoy his company.
 
Once he'd removed the collar, he noticed the red color of her skin, he frowned slightly, with an expression of discomfort, as a gentle finger stroked across her reddened skin. His head shook a few times at the indecency of that tight a collar around the woman's neck, pouting slightly as he went back to driving. But he smiled as she introduced herself, and he looked to her shortly with a soft nod.
"Pleasure to meet you, Ella. My name's Timothy Schneider Cricket. But everyone just calls me Jimmy." He introduced himself with a soft nod, just as he felt her lips against his cheek, causing his eyes to widen for a second, but without looking to her. But a small smile crept up his lips, as he reached up a hand, gently stroking his own cheek, as he chuckled a single time, at his, almost, childish mental reaction to the kiss to the cheek. Then, as she mentioned his heart, his smile shortly dimmed, but soon returned to what it was before, hiding the reasoning for the dimming. He'd always had a heart, but he'd learnt how to hide it, and had been doing so for ages. With a job like his, there where no room for compassion or heart. That's why he had to return her. That's why, he had to treat her, like the Pledge she was. In order to get paid, and get out. He kept his focus at the road, until they where about ten minutes out of the city, where he drove down a dirt road, leading up to a small house, that could almost be called a shack. Here, he stopped the car, and stepped out. He quickly made his way around to her side, opening the door for her, before she could do so herself.

"Come on. We'll sleep here tonight, and head to the next town tomorrow." He explained, letting her get out of the cat, before he shut to door behind her, again being careful with her tail. He noticed she was quite careful with it, always making sure to keep it close behind her, not letting it hang all that loosely. His eyes was then turned towards the house, his head slightly tilt.
"Not quite a fancy Mansion. But I can promise you, there'll be no abusive Slave-drivers in there.. I'd call that a step up from your last residence." He smiled, before heading towards the door. "I'm going to let you in, show you your bed, and then I'll have to head back into town, to turn over the car to my Loaners. I'll only be about half an hour." He explained as he approached the door, unlocking it first, only to step aside and let her in first.

When she walked in, she'd find a rather simple interior, to a rather simple house. Nothing out of the ordinary, except maybe for the many electronic devices. Everything was wood, and not finely crafted at that. The fridge seemed old, but still ticking, and the kitchen equipment was worn. There was a few dirty plates next to the sink, that had only stood there for two nights, however, and a couple of open bottles of strong beer.
"You can help yourself to anything in the fridge. Pretty sure none of that has passed the experation date.. But just in case, check before you use it. And over there, would be your bedroom, if you feel like taking a rest." He said, pointing to the room down the hallway they'd first entered, where the kitchen also where. "Toilet's over there." He pointed to a door on the right. "And a living room in there with a TV and PC, for your leisure.. Think you can handle yourself for half an hour?" He said, smiling to her.
 
Ella couldn't help, but smile when she saw his reaction to her kiss on his cheek. She was scared he would reject it, but to her relief he seemed to be happy about it. He actually reacted a lot better then she thought he would seeing him hold his cheek and chuckle like a child, but it was cute to her. He was cute to her. Nonetheless she gave him another smile saying "It's wonderful to meet you Timmy." She replied happily showing no sign of any sadness inside of her, but she wondered about him. She thought she saw his smile dim from her added comment, but she figured it was her imagination acting up.

She didn't mind staying the night at a shack since he basically took the worlds out of her mouth. At least that man wasn't there and that was enough for her. She couldn't help, but chuckle lightly seeing him acting so quickly to open her door just before she did. He seemed so set on it that she just let him. When she stepped out she moved her tail to her side so the car door wouldn't hit it. Her master found it funny when she was hurt because she hurt her tail so she learned to be careful with it and make sure it was always out of harms way. "It's funny. I was thinking the same thing actually. Mansions don't make me happy as long as there's no cruel people around I'm happy." She smiled at him then stepped inside. Timmy sure was chivalrous, she could get use to it though.

As he gave her a quick tour she picked up that it could use a little cleaning, but was nice overall. Hearing he had to go made her a little sad, it showed when her ears dropped down a little. At the same time she came up with an idea to repay his kindness so she gave him a smile and a nod, picking her ears back up. "Of course I can. Please hurry back though and be careful."
 
He smiled, as she said she was glad to be where she was. She didn't really have a lot of choice, however. But he preferred her happy, to dismayed. Wich was also why, the drop of her ears caused him to frown softly, as he leaned against the door frame. He crossed his arms, and was just about to explain, when her ears rose back up. He seemed a bit surprised, that she'd, so suddenly, found something to make her happy again. But he didn't complaint, but instead smiled and pushed away from the doorway, to walk a few steps closer to Ella, reaching a hand out to her, to gently stroke against one of the old scars on her arm.
"I will. Not going to leave you here alone, for too long. I'll bring you a shirt and some proper pants, as well. It's going to get even colder, then it already is here." He smiled, before nodding a single time. "I'll see you in half an hour, or so." He said, before backing out the door, walking over to the car. He smiled and chuckled lightly to himself on the way, but the second he sat in, a grim expression fell over his face, as he bonked his forehead against the steering wheel. He grunted slightly in frustration, before backing out of the drive way, heading back to the city.

About 45 minutes later, a bit longer then he'd promised, a van pulled up outside, Timmy stepping out of it. "It's me! Don't worry!" He shouted, making sure she wouldn't get nervous, that it was someone else. He brought a rug-sack out of the van, slinging it over one shoulder as he head through the front door, looking around for Ella.
 
She smiled softly at him seeing take a few steps closer to her. When he touched one of her scars on her arm she watched his hand for a second then looked back at him. Normally she didn't like people touching her scars, but she was okay with it since it was him. Something about Timmy made her feel safe and happy. It was funny since she just met him and already she seemed so fond of him. Maybe it was his kindness. The thought of having to leave him saddened her so she tried not to think about it. She smiled a little brighter when he mentioned bringing her back a shirt and some pants. Finally she was going to be out of this uniform! Little by little she felt like another piece of her former self is pushed away, but replaced by something better. "Wow, thank you Timmy. That means a lot to me." She wanted to hug him, but figured he had to leave so she'll just wait for the right chance.

She smiled, chuckling a little seeing him back out of the door like he didn't want to stop looking at her. The moment he was in his car she was standing in the doorway watching him for a moment, though she couldn't see anything he was doing in the car, before slowly shutting the door. Then she got straight to work. As another thank you, Ella started to clean the small shack like home that honestly wasn't too bad to begin with. She threw away any expired foods, did laundry, washed the dishes, make the beds, mopped the floors, everything a maid knew how to clean. Shockingly it only took twenty of her half hour time so she decided to do one more thing. Cook a meal for them.

Ella was busy cooking with what they had to notice the van outside. When Timmy came hin, the whole house was filled with a delicious scent. She had heard the door open and took the chance she had to go see Timmy. "Oh you're back!" She smiled brightly with her hair tied back in a pony tail using a black tie to hold it back.that was much like a ribbon. Her bangs still hung around the right side of her face, but other then that her hair was toed back so no hair got into the food. Her ears twitched curiosly at the sight of the sack and she tilted her head a little. "What's in there?" She asked.
 
When Timmy walked through the door, his eyes widened widely, as they turned around over the scene. Surprise was evident in his face, as his lips curled a smile and chuckled shortly. That's when his nose sniffed in the scent, and he groaned softly with a pleasant surprise. He shook his head a few times in disbelief, just as Ella came out to meet him, and he gave her a happy smile.
"Wow.. That's.. Unexpected.." He smiled, nodding a single time. "Thanks.. But. You really didn't have to.. The first thing you did, after getting a few days off Maid duty, was to clean my house?" He smiled, walking over towards her, gently stroking her arm. "Good girl.." He smirked lightly, before looking down towards the sack as she questioned it. He smiled, before placing it on the table.

"Just a few things, I thought we'd need for tonight.." He said, reaching down into the sack, bringing out a pair of sweat pants, throwing them to Ella. "Pair of pants. Probably a bit too big for a lovely little girl like you, but it has a rope to tie it with." He smiled, reaching back down the sack, pulling out a long sleeved shirt, and a hoody to match it. "Aand a little bit for the arms as well. Not exactly anything fancy. But. Tomorrow, We'll go see if we can find something a bit more interesting in the next town over. Alright?" He said, smiling charmingly, as he continued pulling a few more things out of the sack. A few pillows, a thick and comfortable blanket, a few disinfectants and pieces of cloth, before finally pulling out a bar of chocolate. "And some desert." He chuckled, looking towards the cooking. "Uh.. What's for dinner?"
 
Ella smiled a little, she guessed old habits die hard, but she wanted to make him happy and show her gratitude by doing him a few favors. Really she just wanted him to be happy and he seemed like he was. That and really she had to break the habit of cleaning when really she should be enjoying having her freedom. She chuckled softly in response to his reaction when he saw what she did. "She looked down almost shyly saying "Well I wanted to show you my gratitude so I did a little bit of work. It wasn't hard since it was pretty clean already. I wanted to make you happy and I figured you would be hungry so I made something for us to eat." She smiled trying to explain herself then looked back up at him adding. "But you're right I should take advantage of my freedom and relax a little." Her ears perked up a little feeling his hand caressing her arm. For some reason she felt her cheeks grow warm from his gentle touch. Was she...actually blushing because of him?

Her thoughts were pushed away when she watched him pull out some clothes for her and some pillows and blankets. Timmy was doing so much for her and it made her so happy that she wanted him to be happy too. She didn't know how she'll do it, burt she promised to herself that she would make him happy while she was here with him. "Thank you so much. I'll make sure to change once I'm done cooking. It shouldn't be too much longer maybe five minutes or so. I decided to make some steaks since it's quick and easy. I hope you like them well done since I didn't know what you preferred, but if it isn't I'll get it right next time. Oh speaking of which..." She explained the went into the kitchen to turn off the oven and pulled out some plates to serve to him.
 
He smiled at her reply, and gave her a pleasant, thankful nod. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder on his way past her, giving it a gentle squeeze, before he started looking through the bag. "And I'm thankful. You did a far better job at it, then I would've." He praised, chuckling slightly a few times. He noticed the light flush on her cheeks, which only caused him to smile gently on the outside. But on the inside, that blush caused him to shiver slightly and want more. He liked her flushing. Smiling. Anything she did, caused him to feel both lighter and warmer by heart. "But hey.. If you enjoyed yourself, and didn't overwork, it's not like you where wasting your freedom? As long as it was something you enjoyed, it's never a waste.. That's what freedom, is all about. Doing what -you- want." He smiled.

When she wandered to the kitchen, he followed closely, dropping down on a chair by the small dinning table, smiling as he watched her prepare them dinner, his head tilting slightly. There where something about this, that reminded him of.. Something long lost, forgotten and hidden away. A dream. A dream of a simpler life. A dream of settling down. Something, he never imagined receiving. He chuckled a single time with a shake of his head. "Easy.. You say.. Sure. When ever I try to cook anything more then a plate of pasta or beans, I end up nearly burning down the kitchen." He laughed slightly, watching her bring plates out to serve him. But he remained seated. This time, he let her do what she wanted to. "You made some for yourself as well, right?"
 
Ella felt his squeeze on her shoulder that almost made her blush redden even more. The more he touched her the happier she felt. Something about the feeling just made her feel safe and happy. She was happy with him. When he walked passed her she shook her head lightly trying to chase away her feelings. Ella had to be careful. Any more thinking like this and she'll end up falling in love and refusing to leave. She couldn't let herself be like that regaurdless that she wanted that. It wasn't her place to make that decision no matter how much she wanted it. She didn't know that he spotted her blushing, but she tried to make her blush go away. Seeing his smile she smiled back. She loved to see him smile, it made her heart happy. Why did she have to go back? The more she was with him, the more she wanted to be with him. She wished she could just stay with him. What he said to her about freedom made her smile even more. For some reason as he spoke, her heart started beating faster just by seeing and hearing him being so kind to her. "I guess I still need to learn what it means to be free, but with your help it won't be a problem." She smiled at him sweetly.

While making his plate for him she didn't feel like a maid. More like a friendly house guest if anything. It didn't take her long to ready his plate, she even got him a knife and fork for him and set it down in front of him. His comment made her giggle just imaging him cooking something she saw as simple to burn his kitchen. She tried to keep herself from giggling, but she couldn't help it. "Well maybe I can teach you if you want." She offered then added "I knew you wouldn't be happy if I didn't make one for myself so I made one for myself, but I think I'll change first so I can be more comfortable . If you don't mind of course." She smiled at him standing by him, looking at him with happy eyes.
 
He smiled as he observed her setting his plate and cutlery, his head shaking a few times at his feelings. Something about the situation, made him feel so warm. Even more at home, in his own hideout. He felt better now, then he had for quite a while in his own actual home. He watched the food, inhaling deeply through his nose, as his head tilted back slightly. He looked back towards her as she mentioned her own dish, nodding a single time.
"Good girl. Wouldn't say I'd get unhappy, but it wouldn't feel right. Then you'd just get some off my plate." He smiled, nodding a single time, as she mentioned getting more comfortable. "Of course.. Go ahead. Change in the bedroom, and bring that outfit in here when you've got it off." He demanded, but still with a small smile. He waited for her to walk off, his eyes following her as she did. He then gazed back to his food, shaking his head a few times again with a small smile.

Timmy got up from his chair, walking over to the fridge. He bowed down to gaze inside when he'd opened it, picking up a full six-pack. He'd planned going here, even before doing the Collection. He knew he'd be collecting a pledge, but hadn't exactly planned on it being a person. He placed the pack on the table, pulling a beer from it, that he opened for himself. He turned his back to the kitchen table, leaning back against it, looking towards the door she'd be coming back through. And when she did, he smiled and offered the beer in her direction. "Ever tried one of these? Or would you rather prefer a glass of water?" He chuckled lightly a single time.
 
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