Are You My Master? (closed)

[Aniett]

Two males. Handlers.

They were doing an excellent job of blending in, but Olivia Dupart knew their kind. They had been tracking her for the past four months even after having the chip embedded behind her ear voided. This was the first time they’d gotten so close. She had let her guard down, but thankfully, saw them first, and quickly shifted her path to veer away from them and further into the moderate crowd on the sidewalk.

It was late, but it was a weekend. People bustled up and down the streets of the uptown shopping plaza. Her last delivery had been uniforms for the five star restaurant two blocks back and she had lingered to talk with the owner. It was him that helped her get the delivery job with the cleaners, it was also him that forked over the cash for her illegal class C identification badge. Olivia owed everything to him. Taking a deep breath she made a quick left between the next building randomly. Crossing behind it she backtracked to the restaurant. She didn’t want to cause any trouble, but an idea of how to avoid the handlers on her trail was forming.

The employees near the back entrance barely took notice of her, though one did glance and give her an odd smile. She pulled her hat down low over her face and tucked a stray curl back into the bun at the nape of her neck, not making eye contact as she continued around the building. Looking behind herself at every turn, she finally made it to the valet parking on the east side of the building, hoping she lost whoever was following. Once there she slipped out into the sea of luxury cars, testing her wrist badge against each one she passed hoping to trigger the locking mechanism without sounding an alarm. She’d done it before, but not to steal like most had. Then, she just wanted a place to sleep, but now she needed a place to hide.

When the muffled thud of one of the cars finally unlocking sounded, she wasted no time. Shrugging out of her delivery coveralls, and stuffing them into the nearest trash bin, Olivia climbed into the trunk of the car in just her shorts and tank top, thankful the owner had very little stored inside of it. Tucking her five foot six curvy frame into the trunk was quick and easy. Not seconds after she closed it she heard voices, hot, rushed and urgent, asking the valets a series of questions. Soon the familiar voice of the owner was heard, but after a few forceful objections the whole thing died down. She thought for sure the trunk would be popped open any second and she’d be hauled back to the hell hole they called a hospital. Olivia shuddered at the thought of drug therapy starting all over again.

Minutes seemed like hours, but soon the car was started and pulled up for it’s owner. Olivia silently prayed whoever it was, wouldn’t need to put anything in the trunk.

 

[silvertongue217]

God these fuckers

Derek was struggling he really was, the business "lunch" was dragging and time seemed to be crawling down to a standstill as the office drones talked on and on. He had struggled to pay attention from the get go knowing his boss would expect a full report back to him at some point.

But he was failing miserably a product of not caring (he really didnt) and being bored out of his mind (like put a bullet in my head bored). The office drones were happy in their little world. They enjoyed this shit more or less. They had no real desire for more or an adventure.....

Not like him

He sighed running a pale hand through his brown disheveled hair, voilet colored eyes swept across the other members of the lunch trying to figure out if he could sneak away without any one noticing. He would have to make an excuse soon if this kept up...... Any thing to get away from the office BS.

"Gentleman" Derek finally said rising up and pulling at his tie "I am afraid im getting A urgent message if you'll excuse me"

He turned leaving before any one could say any thing. He made a beeline straight to his car ignoring every one else and the two men that seemed to be searching for some thing. He slid into the car waving his wrist band to start the engine before slumping back and sighing.

"Idiots" Derek finally said shaking his head "Simple minded idiots"

He snorted at that pulling out and checking the time. His boss had given him the day to work at home so he didnt have to be back home any time soon. That being said he was anxious for some good cooking and some wind down time. He hit the GPS for his home and drove onto the highway leading back to his home.

 

[Aniett]

The telltale shift of the vehicle let her know someone was in the driver's seat and when the slow creeping of the parking lot gave way to the steady cruise of the highway, Olivia was both relieved and terrified. Four months on the run had taught her a lot, but this was completely new. The realization that she would be at the mercy of whoever opened the trunk was settling in. Despite the stifling heat in the trunk, she began to shiver every so often.

Mentally she comforted herself with the possibility of the cars owner parking in a nice four car garage and going off for an afternoon swim or whatever class A's did with their down time. Giving her a chance to scramble out and away. There was even the possibility of them going back to their place of employment. Whatever happened, her window of escape without detection was narrow.

Sweat dripped across her face, stinging her eyes. After the millionth time she grabbed at the fabric near her, probably detailing rags, and wiped it away. What little she had on was soaked with sweat. pale blue shorts clung to her ample hips and her white tank top was plastered to her chest, riding up her body to reveal the smooth honey brown of her abs. Fanning with one hand to get a little more airflow around her, she suddenly froze. The car had slowed and then come to a stop. When the engine was cut she couldn't help but to tense her body. Her muscles protested being in the fetal position for so long, but she ignored it, listening to the sounds around her for a sign that all was clear.

 

[silvertongue217]

It was a short drive to his home which was on the top of the hill. It was a fairly standard class A neighborhood. Tall picket fences two story houses a paradise really.

And all so very very normal and boring

Derek pulled in the gate closing behind him the minute he was clear. Derek didnt bother to pull into the garage instead popping open the door and moving over to the entrance way.

"House open" He said letting the house know he was here. It opened revealing his simple wood paneled entrance hall. He walked in swiping his band to check in and let his boss know he was back at home.

"Another day another dollar" He murmured shaking his head as he pulled off his suit jacket. His button up shirt went next revealing pale smooth abs and large shoulders as he walked into the kitchen and got himself some thing to drink.

 

[Aniett]

Counting the seconds of silence after the driver walks away, Olivia triggers the locks on the trunk, letting it pop open. Remaining still she waits again to see if the trunk attracted any attention. Other people, security alarms, a view from an open door, a thousand scenarios skittered across her mind. She shook from being on edge for so long, the adrenaline screaming at her to move, but she waited another full minute before uncurling and sliding out the trunk.

Climbing out was much harder than hopping in, sore muscles and the body curl over the lip of the trunk bruised her pelvic bone when her knee gave way a little. Her jaw clenched at the pain, but the cool late afternoon air on her skin took away most of the bite.

Squinting her eyes against the light, she scanned the surroundings. A typical snob-fest class A home made her choke back a snort, but when she laid eyes on the gate, her heart sank. Her wrist band would unlock a car, but it was no match for advanced home and gate systems. Getting to close with such an illegal device could even trigger silent alarms if there were any. Olivia was again trapped.

Backing away from the gate and around the car, moving closer to the house, she looked for cameras and sensors. There were so many things to give her away. The fact that the property was gated with a privacy fence kept her out of view from potential nosy neighbors at least, so she made her way around the side of the home in search of a way inside.

 

[silvertongue217]

Derek finished his drink draining it as he eyed the achohol. He probably shouldnt drink before working but the thought of doing some thing potentially shameful spurred him on. He grabbed the scotch and poured himself a glass walking over passed the open door and going over to the large windows over looking the hill.

"Cant knock the view at the very least" He murmured taking a deep sip "House play music some thing with a little bite to it"

The music started up and he opened the door to his deck. He slid into his lounge chair stretching out and listening to the music as he sighed in pleasure.

"If only I could get paid to do this" He murmured snorting as he ignored the thought of work.

 

[Aniett]

Olivia’s head was level with the deck flooring as she crept around the side of the house. She heard the command to the home system to start music and stopped in her tracks. Glancing towards the voice she could barely make out a pair of feet lifting from the deck as the familiar creak of the lounge chair was drowned out by music. Olivia backtracked around the front and quickly realized she had been holding her breath. With a relieved exhale, she went around to the front, slipping quickly into the open front door.

He was home alone. She let herself assume that much, hoping her guess was tight. Staying away from the kitchen and the open view of the back deck, she rifled through his discarded jacket, praying he’d slipped off his wrist band as well. With no luck, she huffed softly in frustration and began searching elsewhere. As a class A, he could afford a second band, and she was counting on this to open the gate. She would be long gone before he figured out the 'mysterious glitch'.

Her search took her up the stairs. The sweat on her skin combined with the air conditioned house made her shiver a little as she bounded up the stairs as quietly as she could. He was outside, but she didn’t want to take chances. Passing a window she looked down to see if he was still in his chair.

 

[silvertongue217]

His wrist band beeped

He was tempted to ignore it but before he could there was another rapid three beeps.

The silent alarm

His eyes flew open and he glanced down notating the red flash. The alarm at his front door went off allerting him that some one who was not on the auth list had come in.

"What the?" He murmured getting up and glancing at front door. It was then he saw the back of his car.

The open trunk

"Shit" He murmured getting up and turning. He didnt have any thing in the form of weapons and so he advanced slowly debating calling the 911 on his PDA.

But some thing held him back

If he was being honest boredom led him into the house. He didnt see any thing on the first floor but as he was going up he heard the creaking.

"Who is up there?!" He shouted narrowing his eyes "come down! I got a gun!"

 

[Aniett]

Shit, shit, SHIT!

The was no time to register the fact that he wasn't in the chair, the voice calling from down stair seemed louder than it actually was in her frazzled state. "Oh God..." she murmured to herself, backing away from him at first. Her eyes scanned the hall in front of her, wondering if she had seen a balcony off one of the room. When he claimed to have a gun Olivia nearly lost it, spinning around with a strangled scream.

"Fuck! Don't.. don't shoot, dammit! I'm not even armed!" Her voice was shaky and high pitched, fear saturating each syllable she stuttered out. "I'm coming down..." Slowly she inched back down the curved stairway, back to the wall, leaning a little so only her head came within sight first. "..See. I'm not armed. I just wanted to leave. I didn't take anything okay?" Olivia felt completely exposed. Her hat was long gone and messy curls framed her heart shaped face, some. Sweat still glistened on all her exposed flesh. The tank top and shorts were for wearing under her uniform in the heat, so they didn't cover much.

"I swear I'm not a thief.." She watched him, waiting for any sudden movement, but stilled herself when she didn't see a gun. Her thoughts were reflected on her face and she tilted her head the tiniest bit, eyes flashing to his wrist at his band and then back up. She licked her lips. "Look. I just wanted to get out. Open the gate and I'll be out of your hair. Never see me again. Deal?"

 

[silvertongue217]

Well this was unexpected

There she was a girl he had never met before but suddenly very very much wanted to. She was hot well.... That was really putting it in simple terms. She was stunning with a hot body covered in sweat and a heart shaped face that made him groan. She was also black some thing he had secretly thought about many many times.

"Uh" Derek said shaking his head and trying to recover from his sudden tongue tied brain "You look thirsty"

It was lame and he knew that but still he turned going over to his fridge. He pulled out a water bottle and set it on the counter before backing up to let her get it. He raised his hands letting her know and confirm he wasnt really armed as he stood and watched her shirtless.

"I mean you might as well stay for a while" He found himself saying before he could really think about it "I dont know if you noticed but your in the middle of a class A neighborhood even if I let you out you will be noted and called in the minute any of my neighbors see you" he explained jerking his thumb at the gate "So it might not be the best idea.... for now any ways"

 

[Aniett]

Thirsty? The hell...?

It seemed like a trick, his random comment was so lame, but she was thirsty, very thirsty. She stared blankly at him, mind trying to get a fix on his strange tactic. After a moments hesitation her gaze shifted to the water and back. He put his hands where she could see them and other than normal things around the room, there was nothing weapon like within reach, unless he decide to toss a bowl of fruit at her. The bowl did look pretty thick. Nothing in the place looked cheaply made.

"Just... back up a little, please." Olivia only moved after he stepped away. Like a street urchin she hopped forward, grabbed the bottle and returned to her spot at the bottom of the stars, back to the wall as she twisted it open and took a quick sip.

"I know exactly where I am." she feigned, and hoped it sounded more convincing to him than it did her. She knew it was a class A area, but not exactly how far they were from her normal route. She wanted to run, but he was telling the truth. Getting past the gate was one thing. evading detection while trotting through the neighborhood half naked was another thing entirely, especially with a fake class C license.

She thought of asking for a ride back to the shopping district, but knew it would be best to lay low for a little while. She didn't trust him one bit, but she was at his mercy for the time being. "Yeah. I guess. For now." she replied softly.

 

[silvertongue217]

"Really you do?" Derek said never the less doing what she said "I some how doubt that.... I mean you what snuck into my trunk while I was out and about? I could have driven to any of the suburbs"

"Look im not here to grill you" Derek said shrugging "truth is your the most exciting my life has been in a loooooong while" He said grabbing a second water bottle for himself.

"So you tell me what you want to do and I shall try to help" Derek remarked moving past her and going back out to the deck "Until then me casa su casa" He told her sliding back into his porch chair and stretching out.