Bastion had no issue with handing out discipline should it come down to that. He could torture another living being without blinking an eye. He wasn't squeamish when it came to such adverse things. Of course he had a reason for all that he did, granted sometimes it was only because he was bored. That didn't fly with the slaves of Salsola though. He couldn't just "play" with the slaves that belong to the family to his liking. No, his harsh acts towards them were stemmed from some inappropriate action that the slaves had done. And of course he had been warned about the old woman and how she wasn't to be treated with a heavy hand. Just so long as she stayed in line then Bastion didn't have a problem with following that order. But this male had caused more trouble than he seemed worth. Bastion couldn't allow for his name to be tarnished by him since he had been the one to bring him back. And well, Bastion expected a certain level of obedience from his slaves.
"You bad." The words were growled out to the large male that was unable to defend himself with speech. It was an impossibility simply because Bastion had already taken the male's tongue. Granted he had given it back through forcing the slave to swallow it. It wasn't exactly the kindest gesture but it had proven a point, not only to the slave but to everyone that was there to pay witness. Bastion wasn't one to be crossed. Sure, he looked like such a sweet child but he had a dark side to him as well. it displayed exactly why he had the rank that he did. There wasn't a mistake in it even if others should like to imagine that was so.
The small male turned his head to look at the female who had come up to interfere. "He no listen." The words were stated simply. It didn't matter that the transgression had happened previously since this was the time that Bastion had available in order to deal with the issue. And well, the slave really shouldn't be sleeping the day away anyways. Not when there was so much work that could be done so that was yet another count against Darijus. There was no use for a lazy slave. It was just another matter that Bastion could end up busting him on.
Darijus took the moment that Bastion was distracted and slipped his way out from beneath the smaller male. The slave was quick to flee from the presence of the higher ranked male. "Go work!" Bastion yelled out after him since the small boy knew there wasn't any chance that he would be able to catch up with the slave and even if he did he would still be at a disadvantage to do anything since the slave would be wary of some form of recourse. "Why care?" The question was posed as he focused his attention upon the unknown female once more.
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