Visyn

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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He looked her over, and helped her off the stool. He guided her to the couch, and sat her down before kneeling in front of her. He held her hands gently, simply searching her face before letting out a soft sigh.

"Option one. I keep you with me when I leave to go back to the city and properly buy your contract that way." He paused, frowning lightly. That'd would be the safest route to take. He's one of the richest CEOs in the wolfen clans, without being tied to them. Anyone would want him to jump on this option, especially since he's known for being against discrimination.

"Option two. This is the more difficult one. We can create a plan. Let them take you back, you get as much information from them about other girls and species and then I buy your contract at the auction they would likely have once you're back."

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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Rowan ran a hand up her back again. He scented her gently, releasing calming pheromones for her. "I would bet money. If they're looking for you, then you probably have buyers. Your coloration and physique is very desirable, especially if you've been dancing at parties for a year."

He clenched his jaw gently and then tilted her head up to look at him. "There's two options we can do now that I know this information. Both will be difficult, one more so than the other."

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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He lowered his face into her ears and hair, breathing heavily. He let out a soft sound and held her tighter. "Willow.. They were servicing them out. If they aren't with you anymore then a customer probably bought their contract." He frowned as he looked past her. He was actually angry now. It was probably one of the reasons she was still wanted. That and her coloration was likely to be very unique.

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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He reaches out. He slides off his stood and stands next to her, pulling her into his chest. "I'm sorry. I don't want to ask them, but the more information I have, the better I'll understand your situation." He ran a hand through her hair gently. "Your sisters.. are they older or younger than you?"

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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Rowan looks her over before turning away. He really had to ask the next questions, huh? He set his elbows on the counter and pressed his hands to his mouth as he contemplated how to approach them. Dammit. "Alright. Next two." He swallowed, and looked over to her. "Did your mother come home late ever? Were.. you and our sisters the same coloring?"

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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He pauses in eating too, staring ahead as he listens to her speak. Dammit. He sets the fork down and looks over to her, eyes scanning her before he sighs. He really doesn't want to ask anything more about this, but he has to. "What do you wear during those dances?" He flicks his gaze away and then looks back. "Is there any other bunnies that go with you?"

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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The wolf nodded, ear flicking towards her gently. "Okay. Write down the names they have been using and I'll see if I can get some information on them." He smiled lightly, eating a little, glancing towards her. "What did you do at the estate? Or, what did they make you do?"

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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He ate slowly, mulling over her answers while trying to think of new questions. He hummed softly, chewing on a few pieces of meat. "Would you ever want to meet them again? If you had the opportunity?" He looked at her, reaching over and brushing a stray hair from her face gently.

Bunnies & Beasts

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Rowan Kimb

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Rowan nodded lightly, plating the meat on two plates and then scooping the vegetables. He gives her more vegetables than meat and more meat for himself. He set the plate in front of her, as well as a roll from the oven. He even gets some juice and the sits next to her at the bartop. "Where are they?"

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Rowan Kimb

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He chuckled lightly and shook his head. He dumped the meat onto a pan and threw some oil on before shuffling it around with the handle of the pan. "Don't worry too much. I'm not interrogating you. We'll stop whenever you want. Do you have family?" He glanced to her before continuing his cooking, flipping the meat with a flick of the pan in the air.