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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 20:57:30 GMT -5
First meal had ended, and all he did was tap his fork against the uneaten food. Eyes going from Butch to Marissa, to Autumn. He had let it go last night. But today, as he worked in the TC, he had worked himself into a fucking fume about it.
He did not want Autumn at Safe Place. He did not want her going out or even them coming in, any where near abusive males via their females. As First Meal was ended, he lifted a hand.
"Butch? Marissa? I need a few words. Stay."
The rest looked at him, and they knew the drill. They left, closing the door to the foyer as the doggens cleared the room and closed the servant door. Fritz even gave a look at the clutter of the table with that of a male told that his favorite toy was in time out. Big fucking deal. The proper clean up of the crystal and silver would wait.
Even now, with Autumn sitting next to him, the air was turning colder as the fume became an out and out rage.
"It's about Autumn's new job, or shall I say, not going to happen job, at Safe Place."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 21:05:00 GMT -5
She turned and frowned at Tohrment. "I beg your pardon?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 18, 2012 21:11:55 GMT -5
*She Arched a brow at the tone Tohrment was using with her. Butch, well he always used it with him...but she was not a brother. A please should actually be in order.* I'm sorry, I'm not understanding.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 18, 2012 21:18:15 GMT -5
He mentally groaned when Tohr pulled out that tone of voice. Bonded male, here we come. Figuring it wouldn't hurt to try and get in his good graces, he smiled at Autumn and then Marissa. "Ladies, please. Let's hear him out." And then you can tear into him.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 21:30:12 GMT -5
Flipping the fork in his fingertips, he gave them all a blue steel glare. "When I suggested she seek you two out to see how she could help, I had no idea it would entail her leaving the manse. I thought, flyers, research. Not, putting herself in harm's way and in the path of violent males."
Looked at Butch, "How do you feel that your female does so?" Felt Autumn beside him as he sat the fork down and laced his hands together on the table, eyes on his mating ring, "I know, with my past, Wellsie, I am over-protective. So be it."
Glanced at Autumn, "You knew this when we mated. We have had this argument more than either of us care to count. And I also know I cannot and will not force you to not do this. But, I again appeal to you as well as Butch and Marissa to see, that this? This job, arrangement, folly, is not a good idea."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 21:40:39 GMT -5
She returned Butch's smile, but it dropped at Tohr's words and she lifted her chin, "First of all, Xhex suggested it as well. And in case you're not aware, she, too, prefers for me to stay safe. She seemed to think Safe Place is just that. A safe. Place.
Are all females on their own then? Nobody to protect them from those who would harm them, nobody to offer them aid, because it might be dangerous to those who try? Or is it simply that the job is one for a male and no other? Would you stop patrolling to take it over? And even if you did, how would you get any female who did not know you, but needed protection from a dangerous male, to trust you enough to let you help?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 18, 2012 21:48:23 GMT -5
*she nodded and grinned as Autumn stated her point* I'm sorry, I seem to disagree with what you are saying...and I am fully aware that you have every right to be over-protective. *held up a hand* However, she is not a porcelain doll...*looked to Autumn, smiled, and whispered* though with skin like yours you could be...*looked back at Torhment*...she is NOT going to break.
*Stood* With every job there runs a risk. Working here, she could fall, or oh my goodness, get a paper cut. *planted a hand on the table* But SafePlace, is about putting others before yourself. There are those out there who need a strong female to show them, things can and will be okay. *gestured toward Autumn*...who better than her.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 18, 2012 21:58:38 GMT -5
He barely stifled his grin at both Autumn and Marissa standing up to Tohr with courage, reason, and logic. "Here is where I can maybe be of service. I see both sides. Every night when Marissa leaves the house, I have to bind, gag, and lock away the mated male in me that wants to chain her to my side. Fortunately, my reasonable side understands the importance of Safe Place. Marissa and Autumn are right, they are needed. Their experiences and compassion are necessary to help the less fortunate females that are physically and emotionally abused by their mates." He grinned at Marissa. "Face it, Tohr, we are mated to strong, determined, stubborn females. Would you rather have Autumn safe, yet miserable, or in little danger and happy?"
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 22:05:07 GMT -5
He had his eyes down, and he flexed his fingers, making them straining straight and then curled into his palms. It made total sense. Except, for one tiny detail.
Standing, setting his dinner linen on the table slowly and deliberately folding it perfectly. Then, said low, his face going dark with too many emotions to name, "That works for a male that had never lost his female. To violence. Who has never had his brothers come to him, and say his shellan had been shot point blank in the face and lived no more. While carrying your child. A male who has never hurt so raw and painfully, that they could not exist on this plane, and vortexed to one that was numb only to find himself in the loneliest, barely above savage day after day, agonizing existence."
He lifted his head, "So. To you. And to your shellan. All of that makes perfect reason and sense. But I" spine snapping straight and rigid, "am not that male."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 22:42:15 GMT -5
She stared at the table as he spoke, clenching her teeth. "No. You are apparently a male who would have his female shut up in his rooms because of the fate of another." With some struggle, she pushed her chair from the table and stood as well.
She looked up at him. "Do not forget, mine hellren, you are the one who first suggested I get another job. I was content to perform the duties I took on upon arriving here. I sought out something else for you. Where did you think I would find one? What would you have me do? Or were you just humoring my wish to have some occupation?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 18, 2012 22:51:34 GMT -5
*She listened to Torhment and her heart broke for him, but he was not seeing the whole picture* I see what you are saying. I really do. I do not understand the pain you went through nor do I pretend to, but you are forgetting that your Shellan has been through hell and back...and survived and thrived...not to come back and be kept in a cage.
*Took a breath and calmed herself. She always got carried away.* I am sorry for my words. I do not mean to cause turmoil. If Autumn would like a position at SafePlace she has the opportunity, it will be there for her. If that ends up not being the case, I shall find something for her to do here.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 18, 2012 23:04:37 GMT -5
By the end of Tohr's speech, his jaw was clenched. He stood, as everyone else stood. "You think I don't understand what you're going through? That I don't know the fear of having your shellan away from you, somewhere that you can't go? Maybe you forget the world I lived in before I came here. Maybe you forget that all I saw, day in and day out, was cruelty and murder. I saw the result of continued abuse against women and I saw precious few get away. I know what evil is out in that world and humans come up with far worse tortures than vampires. I may not know the loss of my shellan, but I risk it every night. I've done the best I can to teach her to protect herself and to ensure Safe Place is as secure as possible and that is all I can do." He narrowed his eyes at Tohrment. He may be their leader, but he would not sit back and take it. "So, it may be up to you and Autumn what she does for a job, but you will not sit there and undermine the importance of what Marissa and Safe Place do."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 23:12:18 GMT -5
His fangs popped the same time aggression of male against male soured the air. The air went dangerously cold, and he braced his fingers on the table, "Careful Cop. I'll remind you in very simple ways, how pure of a vampire I am. And how you, are not. I do not have your human tendency to see the bright and fucking sunny. Nor do I have your gift of being everyone's friend. Nor do I care to. I bear the burden of the King's right hand, as well as keeping your hide and the rest of the Brotherhood alive and well.
But above and beyond" a snarl rumbling in his chest, "all of that. I am a hellren to that same female you say has a say. She does. True. But as a mated male? I can veto in a breath."
He pushed off the table and turned to look at Autumn, "Do as you wish. I will not stop you. But let it be known, I do not, agree with it. But will, per my right, allow."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 23:21:32 GMT -5
Placed her fingers on the hard, cool surface of the dining table and looked down at them as she said quietly, "So. That would be a 'yes' to my last question."
She lifted her chin once more and looked at Butch and Marissa. "Please accept my apology for all of this," Her eyes went to Tohrment as she continued, "and let me know when I may start, if the position does indeed remain available to me." Looked to the pair again. "Though I will understand if you change your minds."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 18, 2012 23:27:23 GMT -5
*Looked Autumn in the eyes and smiled* The position is yours. *rolled her eyes* I've already kind of started getting your office ready. I think this is a wonderful idea. You will be a great contribution to the cause.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 18, 2012 23:35:13 GMT -5
He wanted to tell Tohr "boo-fucking-hoo," but he was angry, not an idiot. Instead, he looked Tohrment square in the eye. "That level of control over your mate that you are willing to enforce is exactly the way those males that abuse their shellans see it. It is their right as mated males to do or control their shellan the way they see fit. What makes you any different than them? How little faith you have in your shellan." With a glare, he turned on his heel and left the room.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 23:40:33 GMT -5
He bared his fangs,using every bit of control not to rip Butch apart, and leave that mess for Fritz to clean up with the fancy dinner ware and now cold food. Glaring at Autumn, didn't even give Marissa a glance. Nor did he stalk out.
Instead, he dematted, a gust of cold left in his wake.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Oct 18, 2012 23:58:37 GMT -5
She stared in the spot where Tohr had been. And in the wake of...everything, she found herself sitting back down, and staring at the table again.
There was a movement and she looked up. "Oh...Marissa, I..." Looked where their hellrens had stood, and sighed, shaking her head. She knew not what to say.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 19, 2012 0:01:51 GMT -5
*Walked up to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders* It's alright...he's just hardheaded.
*Smiled and turned to her* but...I'm just...I have to say it, your desk...it's SO pretty, I already bought it.
*she grinned and walked with Autumn to the stairs, everything would be fine*
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