behind the sea

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Emilio only smiled at the demand, and backed off slightly. Slightly. He was used to getting his way, and he wanted the boy out of spite now. He had no feelings of affection, and right now he just wanted something to keep his bed warm. The opportunity for that would come later, though. "Grande almôndega, então." No one had ever rejected his pet names, either, and he was starting to feel rather huffy over this whole ordeal. Why was he being rejected. Pushing harder only made the thing push back, and not pushing hard enough went unnoticed. Throwing a small tantrum, Emilio tossed the rope viciously back onto the deck, it's only effect being a slightly louder plop as it smacked against the wood.

Sighing, he managed to get a grasp on his emotions before turning back to the naked boy on his ship. "Venha." Latching onto the creature's arm, Emilio strode confidently to a large outcropping, digging in his pockets for the keys to the below deck. It would be just his luck to leave his ship for a few hours and return to find everything pillaged. For his most precious cargo, he kept hidey holes and dead ends, to confuse anyone trying to escape or steal from him. He had one large holding tank on his ship, for exotic and dangerous fish. It was large enough to hold an adolescent shark, and Emilio hoped it would be large enough to hold a little merboy.
Tugging Leo down the stairs, Emilio stopped to close and lock the door above them, a wicked smile forming as he heard the lock click. "There's no escape now, little meatball."

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The boy was already looking for weapons around the room, and even though that meant he had kidnapped a more feisty creature than usual, he admired Leo for being so proactive. The tiny growling noises that came from the little merboy were quite cute, in their own way. "Yes." A little quirk of a smile lifted the corner of his mouth, and Emilio waved his hand around the airtight cabin. "No way out, no way in. You're mine now." He had no idea how long the boy could go with having legs, and simply assumed that he could be human indefinitely. Thinking around this, Emiliano figured it might be easiest to tie the boy to something until he could prepare a fishtank for him.

"Está com fome?" Emiliano was completely at ease in this situation. Even if Leo had come rushing up to him to attack, he figured he could easily overtake the boy. He sounded like a baby tiger, if anything, and it made Emilio smile fondly at his new pet. "You'll be sold shortly, anyway. The least I can do is feed you and see you don't get sick until then." An idea sparked in his mind, and Emilio tilted his head. "Lute comigo. Você ganha, você vai. Eu ganhar, você ficar." Opening his hands wide, Emilio invited Leonardo to launch an attack, his hands twitching to release some of the anxious energy he had built up.

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His new toy was pacing around the room now, looking like he wanted to murder. And really, Emilio couldn't blame him. Was this what the animal mothers felt when he ripped their cubs away from them? It made him feel a little bit guilty, and supposed this what karma truly tasted like. Welcoming the chance to cleanse his karma, Emiliano raised his eyebrows at how the boy moved, interested that he had almost looked like he was going for the door at first. His shirt was grabbed, and a piercing pain shot through his shoulder.

Swearing, Emilio grabbed at the back of Leo's head, not expecting him to have fangs. Ripping the teeth out of his flesh, he could feel the sticky wetness as blood oozed out of the wound. Tutting at the boy, he kept a fierce grasp on the creature's head, shoving him down to the floor and kicking him viciously in the side. He didn't want to bang the poor creature up too bad, maybe just exhaust him a little bit. It wouldn't be in good form to present a buyer with badly damaged goods; he had learned that very quickly. "Você fode. Vou me certificar de que você vá a um pervertido." Tentatively, his hand came up to his shoulder, pressing at the throbbing wound. Hopefully the thing didn't have any creepy diseases that could be transmitted.

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Emiliano growled low in his throat as he felt a spatter of blood and spit hit his nice shirt. He had liked this shirt, and now it was ruined. By the time he could get it washed, the stains will have set in. Perhaps he could find someone in town who could get stains out.
As soon as his boot met Leo, a sick sense of satisfaction rolled over him. Maybe now the little shit would appreciate all he was being given. Food, a relatively warmer holding tank, and a master who would be screened before the purchase. But now, he would find the worst owner across the seven seas or so help him God.

Another bite rattled him, and Emilio squeaked in pain this time. His calf was not used to feeling pain; Arms and shoulders, maybe but definitely not his legs. A ripping sensation and he felt like Leo had torn his leg right off. But no, it was just flesh and muscle. Done with this game, Emiliano snarled before kicking the injured leg out, pulling away from those horrible little teeth with an intense burning pain. Aiming another kick at the merman, he lashed out against the boy's ribs, hearing something give and hoping it wasn't his boot. Blood streamed down his leg, and he knelt, punching Leonardo in the back of the head for good measure. Wrestling his hands behind him, Emilio managed to secure the merman, tying a rough rope right around his two wrists before looping it back over his stomach for good measure. Doing the same to his ankles, Emilio stood with some difficulty. "Now you can stay there and think about what you did." Leaving the room for a moment, Emilio went to find bandages to bind up the gaping wounds on his body.

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Bandaging himself up, Emilio watched Leo laying on the floor. He looked passed out, but Emiliano had decided just then that he couldn't trust the boy at all. Cleaning up his torn calf had been a long and painful process; he'd ended up biting down on a gag to keep the pain down. Eventually, he managed to rub salve on both his calf and his shoulder, and bandaged them both. His leg seemed in worse form than his shoulder, and he walked with a faint limp now.

Leo seemed to be relatively subdued, and he pursed his lips. He couldn't just leave the kid there, bleeding on the floor. He would stain the floor, too. Going back to the supplies closet, Emilio hunted for a gag or a muzzle of some sort. Making do with a large monkey muzzle, Emilio was suddenly very glad for his animal smuggling hobby. Returning to the merman, Emiliano was a little concerned for a moment, hearing the ragged breathing and dying. Trotting over as fast as he could manage, Emilio slowly dropped to his knees, picking up Leo's head as gently as he could without getting too near those teeth. Wrapping the muzzle around his nose and mouth, Emiliano fastened it tightly around the back of his head before breathing soundly again. "Deixe-me cuidar de você, pouco almôndega." He would have to put towels down on his bed so the blood didn't go anywhere. Rolling Leo over tenderly, Emilio looked down into the boy's bloodied face. "Comportar-se, sim?"