Just Run...

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[A boy in tattered fishnets, torn bloodied shirt, and black platform boots  was running. Running for his life. This time he knew he could make it. He could escape his life. His life of abuse, torture, neglect... Everything someone so young should never experience. He had to get away. He couldn't take it anymore.

It seemed no matter how fast he ran, his 'Pimp' was right on his tail. He watched every street corner, every alley, every motel, every car... No matter where Roxas ran, he was there to drag him back to the degrading life he grew to know.

Turning down an alley, he continued on, it seemed to grow darker and darker with every step. The sound of his pimp chasing him fading... Maybe he was falling behind... Maybe he could make it this time!

Once the sound of being followed had stopped, he realized he was surrounded in darkness... Then it soon faded into a dim lit hall...]

...W-Where am I?

[The terror was evident in his eyes... But regardless of where he was, he was safe from his pimp. But, how was he to know that where he ended up was better than where he was...?]

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[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[ He sighed deeply flopping down on the ground. ]

I hope so... I just can't take that shit no more...

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Then don't. If he sees you're not intimidated, he loses power. He's only got what you give him.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Easy to say until he has a gun at your head. I tried to run so many times. No matter where i went, he found me, and dragged me right back. [ He laughed a bit, though it was hollow. ]

I bet he will find me here too...some how.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Make some friends before he does. Guns aren't the most threatening shit in this place.

[cocoa break]

Besides, he's won already if you act like that.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

... I guess so. But i dunno. I guess a part of me feels like i owe it to him. He is my father after all.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him, he's just staring]

Your father is whoring you out?

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Y-Yeah... Not a very good dad, is he? [Again, a shameful laugh... It wasn't funny. ]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Sure doesn't sound like one. My mom's a dominatrix, but she's never forced anything on me.

[after saying it, isn't sure the mention did any good, and sighs]

Anyhow, you want some new clothes or something?

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[ Wow... Cool mom... ]

Y-Yeah... That'd be nice. I don't like being covered in blood. Got any fishnets on you? If i am going to be here for a while, i am going to need to make some cash. And people seem to like the fishnets. [ Once a whore always a whore it seems... ]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes, but points toward a hall before starting in that direction]

I've probably got something along those lines, but...people don't really have an income here since we're ripped out of our worlds and just dumped in this place, so I doubt you'll get money.

Went over that when I got here, actually.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

No money? Then what the hell do people do to eat or buy drugs? [ Wait...don't tell him they don't have food or drugs here too... ]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

There's at least one kitchen and food just appears in it, from what I've seen. I don't know much about drugs since they weren't even in my world, but I've seen booze around here.

[opens his door when he gets to it and glances around before walking in, heading for the closet]

Money's not necessary here. Things just...appear as needed.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[ The thought of not having drugs made his stomach flip... But at least there was booze. ]

Magic food, huh? Cool. [ He followed. ]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Seems like it. You do need to watch out for some of the fucked-up people, but other than that, it's not bad.

[opens the closet doors, going right to sifting through his collection of clothing]

I'll get you something to wear and you can shower if you want. There's a lock on the door.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[ He liked locks... They made him feel safe... ]

Y-yeah, thanks. [ He decided that maybe just a quick shower wouldn't hurt. He kicked off his clothes, right in front of the other, and went into the bathroom locking the door. What? He spent 88% of his time naked, why would this guy care? They had the same parts. ]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[shrugs and picks out some clothing that seems close enough to what the other was wearing, setting it by the door before picking up the bloodied stuff and moving it to the desk so it's not all over the floor]

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[ Roxas was in there for a while... Mostly because he kept zoning out. Looking at the tile in front him. Not really showering as much as he was rinsing himself off... Eventually with a low sigh, he stepped out, turned the water of and just sort of let himself drip dry. He didn't want to use someone else's towels. He then went back out in the room, looking over at the other. ]

Feels like forever since i've last showered...

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Guessing you're not treated very well.

[figures that's an understatement, gesturing to the clean clothes]

If those don't work, you can pick something you like better.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Naw...these are fine. [ Roxas may have often times lacked manners, but he knew when to accept what he gets... He was appreciative. Really. ]

If it weren't for you, i'd likely be running around naked. [He slowly slid on the clothing... What a suprise, it fit perfectly. ]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

In a place like this, that'd probably get attention you don't want when there's no pay.

Besides, being in bloody clothes can be a bitch.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Mmm...i don't know. I don't mind be fawned over...worshiped... stalked... fucked. As long as i want it. But yea, i guess you are right.

[ Yeah, he was a whore at heart no wasn't he? ]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah, work's different than when you get to choose. It's mostly that there's some violent pieces of work around here.

As long as you watch out for those, you should be fine.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Mmm... You wouldn't happen to be one of those... violent ones are you, my Knight and shinning armor~?

[ Come on...this person looked almost exactly like him. Can you blame Roxas for being curious what it was like to do himself? ]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Right, if knights start using whips and wearing leather.

[finds the idea of being some strange knight funny and snorts, taking a seat on his bed]

I work at a BDSM club, so I guess sometimes I'm rough, but people tend to want it that way.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Mmm...Now you have my attention. You ever want to try out any new whips, you give me a call. [ Roxas sort of wandered over to the bed as well, but sat on the floor near him. It wasn't his bed. So he didn't assume he could sit on it...Force of habit, slave mentality. ]

Or maybe if you ever just want someone else to play with... [ He prodded at his foot, looking up at him. ]