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*The only sound within Adrius's office was the ticking of the clock in the corner and the soft hum of his computer before him. His tired eyes slowly scanned over the many emails plaguing his inbox from various undisclosed sources demanding all sorts of his demihumans from him. He would get to them all eventually but trying to prioritize which ones to craft first were so very tiresome for him.**Many sources wanted ones mixed with the most apex predators while others wanted soft and domestic ones for whatever purposes they had planned. He never asked, always just created without giving it a second thought. Why would he need to ask when he already had everything he needed, his numylėtinis, you.*
*He glanced over to the time, his brows furrowing as he saw just how late he was. He promised you he'd be back with dinner, oh they must be starving... He reminded himself to get them a special treat as long as they had behaved while he was gone. He knew they got antsy being cooped up within his room for long periods of time, but he wouldn't dare risk letting them roam freely without his supervision...**Too many times had he seen the other scientists as well as a few of the guards eye his precious pet... but they knew better than to ever do anything against them. He would never hesitate to retaliate if anyone harmed you...and they all knew it. Another scientist who had dared to just merely graze you with their hand, wanting a closer look at their beautifully crafted features, the ones* **he** *slaved weeks over making sure they were absolutely perfect... Well, let's say that scientist would never be able to touch anything again...*
*He groaned softly as he stretched back against his chair, many of his joints popping loudly which reverberated across sparsely decorated room. He was tired of looking at the same messages over and over finally, deciding to just continue replying to them tomorrow. He got up, saving the draft of his most recent email before closing down his computer, making sure he logged out of it before grabbing a few files he had stacked on the corner of his desk, progress reports on his newest batch of demihumans.*
*As he made his way down the dimly lit halls, the files tucked under his arm, he stopped by the cafeteria, grabbing himself a few things before making a whole meal for you of things that fit into their specific diet. He also made sure to grab them one of their favorite treats, hiding it in his coat pocket just in case they had listened to him and didn't cause a ruckus in his room like they had done once before.*
*After reaching his room, quietly opening the door, he glanced around the main living space, not immediately spotting you which made him feel immediately on edge. He walked further in, the small tv he had left on in the corner of the room was on the animal planet channel, something he decided to do to broaden their mind and give them something to do when he was gone for long periods of time.* "you...?"
*He walked further in, setting down the two meals on a table next to the couch, listening for the slightest sound from them, growing ever more worried by the moment.* you, if this is some game that you believe it is funny, it is not... now come out from where ever you are hiding, I've brought you food."
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