Enclave, Entrap, Entertain
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The hushed silence that spread between them was an amiable one. When he had first come to these lands, he had been nothing but shattered, broken, and completely useless to anyone. He would have chewed his own arm off for some company and there was that one strange time with that male that had smelled vaguely familiar but the memory of that scent had faded with time and unless he came in contact with that man again he would probably never find out the mystery surrounding him and what was going on. Watching Bastion’s back like he liked to do, he watched him not only to be sure that he was not going to die but to also watch his body language. He wanted to be sure that what Bastion said that he liked about the place was actually something that he liked. The more that he was around the cherub, the more that he was able to understand him properly. His little savior had a sadistic streak a mile wide but also had a cuddling, loving streak that even though was smaller, it just meant that he wanted to better enjoy the time that he had together with the smaller male. He liked it when they cuddled, a rare scene of affection since he had been captured and forced into slavery.


Even though he might not be Bastion’s first puppy and he probably wouldn’t be his last, it was an honor to be able to be beside him no matter what. It pained him to know that they would have to be separated for a few weeks since he was going to approach the leadership about gaining a co rank. He wanted to do some good and be able to actually live as someone that wouldn’t be displeasing to Bastion and would also keep him busy for the times that his master was busy as well. He wanted to be someone that whenever Bastion thought about his puppies, he would immediately think about Janos. Ice blue eyes stared like doll eyes from his scarred and raggedy face, his ears twitching as different sounds from the surrounding area pricked his interest. There were a few places in the big city that seemed to be good for whatever Bastion would need and now that Janos knew where this place was he would be able to come and help out whenever the cherub needed it. After all, so long as he was within ear shot, he would immediately go straight towards Bastion. He would feel better if whenever Bastion went after a new target that he had Janos with him but he also knew that if Bastion felt that he wanted to do something then Janos would not stand in his way.


Janos would never run away from the other male, never. Bastion was his savior, his glue to hold together the pieces of himself. As that childish face turned towards him, he gave him a little nod of his head, waiting patiently for Bastion to be fully ready to come to him. Janos would always need some guidance from someone, a side effect of having been a slave for so long. But now he had his master and his life was stable. He had a home, pack, and he had a rank, a high rank even, something that he hadn’t dared to wish for when he was a slave. After all, as a slave, if one had high ideals, that was just asking for trouble, trouble that he would have rather avoided at all costs. They had broken him and he was still dependent on the one that could easily order him around. He trusted Bastion with his life and all of his important decisions. He even bore the brand on the nape of his neck, something that with his hair cut was always able to be seen. The infinity sign meant that he would always belong to Bastion until the end of time and the position was even significant. On the nape of his neck was the place for the submission hold after all. Just thinking about how happy he was when his master branded him was enough to send a thrill through him and make his eyes lighten up when he looked at the cherub.


The younger male walked up towards him and seeing the hand that was outstretched towards him, he reached out his own hand to take hold of the youth’s hand, holding it securely in his own. It was such a simple motion, but it was enough to make him feel yet another burst of warmth through him. He gave a thoughtful sound as the decision was left up to him and he looked around the town before he motioned with his head. ”There’s a building down this way that I saw on the way up here that I would like to check out,” he said, following his intuition. He led the way, hopefully still with his hand wrapped around his cherub’s smaller hand into the city. Ignoring the skeletal remains of what was once surely an influential port city. He led the way into the main center of the city before pausing in front of one of the buildings that had caught his eye. But it was too big, too obvious. They needed something more…nondescript in order to keep from the hide out from being found by other packs or their scouts. He gave a thoughtful sound and kept on walking but he kept at a pace that the other male could easily keep up with and was one that was none too strenuous.


He led the way through the city, almost to the very end of the city before he stopped in front of a smaller house, bordering on the derelict but upon closer inspection it was a sturdy building, one that would stand for several more years if not longer. He motioned with his head towards the house. ”Let’s check in here,” he said to him before he tried to lead the way into the house, but he made sure to be a little ahead of Bastion in case there was something dangerous in there that he needed to protect him from. Looking around, he sniffed at the air. It smelled vaguely of mold in there but it was dark, private, and out of the way enough that it wouldn’t be the first building that would be checked. There was also an open door in the kitchen that led down into inky darkness that was darker than the bowels of the ship that he had been a slave on. But it still sent a shiver down his spine and made him draw a deep breath before looking back at Bastion. ”Would you mind waiting up here? I am going to go downstairs and check to make sure it’s safe,” he said as he tilted his head at him, his blue eyes looking for an answer. It may be dangerous down here and he could only guarantee the safety of his master if he was up here where the male knew that it was safe.

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