no. my first few years were with a family i was placed with. once i was old enough to use my mutation, romulus came back for me. i guess you'd call him my owner.
no, he never really used that word with me, and i was still so young when i was taken from that other family that i didn't really understand the concept for a long time, i think.
there's nothing wrong with that. just because you share biology doesn't mean you have to have a familial relationship. we're mutants. we tend to make our own families.
i've only ever known one man to be something like a father to me. who took care of me. but he's dead now. i miss him. but i'm also curious about scott. about jean. i can't help but be.
so start getting to know them. i'd suggest setting boundaries, though, and being up front about them and sticking to them. i don't know jean very well, but the version of scott currently here is willing to blow past your line in the sand if he thinks it's justified, so keep an eye out for that.
i'm gonna drop you a pin to my apartment in the down. i don't know what designation you are, but if you're a sub, that food in the cafeteria's shit and i'm a badass cook, so you can drop in for meals any time you want. i don't bring people i fuck back to my apartment, so the only ones you're likely to run into are my sister, possibly my father, or my dom.
jean feels warm when i talk to her. scott feels like a mess of things.
( telepathically, he means. )
i'm a submissive, according to this place. i don't understand a lot of the things here. i've seen some things and heard of them but they were destroyed or a rare thing to find where i'm from.
scott's a mess in general, but it's not all his fault. i mean, some of it's his fault, like most of us with trauma we don't do fuck-all about, but it's mostly the fault of the people that caused the trauma.
okay, well, let's make it a recurring thing, then. you make a list of things you have questions about, we'll talk about some of them over dinner.
i don't know that i'd say i like him yet. he's familiar. he's the kind of person i've spent a lot of time around in my life, and i know how to deal with people like him better than i can deal with other kinds of people. he's polite, though, and responsible, and he doesn't ask me to do shit i don't want to do.
if you want insight into scott, logan's probably the one to talk to (other than jean). though my father isn't exactly an open book, either.
yeah. unless you're scared of my cooking?
i think that's probably how the city wants us to feel about them. you can find a pretty lenient dom, though. i know my father's contracts with his subs is pretty lax, for instance. just take as much time as you can, ask around. i'm sure jean and scott and logan all know other doms they can recommend.
logan is someone i should talk to. for a couple reasons.
how can i be scared when i've never had it?
guess the advantage i have is being able to read others. read their intentions. usually works. i just don't know. i still don't like the thought of it.
why are you doing this by the way? do we know each other when you're from?
i was teasing you, kid. i know for a fact that you'll like my cooking. i mostly make stuff from home, but i did spend a memorable couple of weeks in a michelin starred french-trained chef's bed a couple of decades back and spent a lot of time convincing them to teach me.
yeah, i don't know that anyone brought in for the program that actually likes the whole thing, but you learn how to manage it. just make sure to go over all the paperwork. it won't stop the LIES staff from doing whatever the fuck they want, but it'll make your day-to-day a lot easier.
nah, not really. i mean, i know OF you, i'm pretty sure you live with your bio parents on the moon in my time. but you know, a lot of this shit's new for you, and someone ought to try to help you figure it all out, and i don't mind doing it.
his name keeps coming up. as someone who's been here for awhile and who has a close relationship to jean and scott.
why do you keep calling me kid? i'm not.
i don't even know how to find one.
on the moon? with jean and scott? i can't even picture that right now. but it seems like a few people here know of me, to some degree. or so i've been told.
pretty sure he's dating them back home. and he's at least dating scott here.
because i'm picking up unfortunate habits from my father and you could be my great-grandson, probably.
give yourself time, you have three months and you've only been here a couple of weeks. be social for sure, though, don't just expect one to come to you.
thankfully, we're not actually related, or it'd make our first conversation pretty fucked up, i guess. [ .. not that biology would have stopped him back in the day. romulus pretty effectively destroyed any hangups he had about anything frowned upon by society. ]
no, but i don't recommend using my method, especially if you're not a jaded, slutty masochist.
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doesnβt have to be about that or anything serious, though.
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i guess you'd call him my owner.
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you consider him your father though? call him that?
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why are you asking?
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we're mutants. we tend to make our own families.
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i'm gonna drop you a pin to my apartment in the down. i don't know what designation you are, but if you're a sub, that food in the cafeteria's shit and i'm a badass cook, so you can drop in for meals any time you want. i don't bring people i fuck back to my apartment, so the only ones you're likely to run into are my sister, possibly my father, or my dom.
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( telepathically, he means. )
i'm a submissive, according to this place. i don't understand a lot of the things here. i've seen some things and heard of them but they were destroyed or a rare thing to find where i'm from.
do you like your dom?
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i mean, some of it's his fault, like most of us with trauma we don't do fuck-all about, but it's mostly the fault of the people that caused the trauma.
okay, well, let's make it a recurring thing, then. you make a list of things you have questions about, we'll talk about some of them over dinner.
i don't know that i'd say i like him yet. he's familiar. he's the kind of person i've spent a lot of time around in my life, and i know how to deal with people like him better than i can deal with other kinds of people. he's polite, though, and responsible, and he doesn't ask me to do shit i don't want to do.
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in person you mean?
i don't like the thought of being owned by someone. these contracts make it seem like you agree to belong to someone else.
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yeah. unless you're scared of my cooking?
i think that's probably how the city wants us to feel about them. you can find a pretty lenient dom, though. i know my father's contracts with his subs is pretty lax, for instance.
just take as much time as you can, ask around. i'm sure jean and scott and logan all know other doms they can recommend.
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how can i be scared when i've never had it?
guess the advantage i have is being able to read others. read their intentions. usually works. i just don't know. i still don't like the thought of it.
why are you doing this by the way? do we know each other when you're from?
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i was teasing you, kid. i know for a fact that you'll like my cooking. i mostly make stuff from home, but i did spend a memorable couple of weeks in a michelin starred french-trained chef's bed a couple of decades back and spent a lot of time convincing them to teach me.
yeah, i don't know that anyone brought in for the program that actually likes the whole thing, but you learn how to manage it. just make sure to go over all the paperwork. it won't stop the LIES staff from doing whatever the fuck they want, but it'll make your day-to-day a lot easier.
nah, not really. i mean, i know OF you, i'm pretty sure you live with your bio parents on the moon in my time.
but you know, a lot of this shit's new for you, and someone ought to try to help you figure it all out, and i don't mind doing it.
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why do you keep calling me kid? i'm not.
i don't even know how to find one.
on the moon? with jean and scott? i can't even picture that right now. but it seems like a few people here know of me, to some degree. or so i've been told.
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because i'm picking up unfortunate habits from my father and you could be my great-grandson, probably.
give yourself time, you have three months and you've only been here a couple of weeks. be social for sure, though, don't just expect one to come to you.
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no offense but i can barely handle having two people i'm related to being here. i don't know if i could handle more.
is that how you found yours?
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no, but i don't recommend using my method, especially if you're not a jaded, slutty masochist.
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