Thread: Love is for Suckers [Goody + Incendo]

Original rp done in pm, 61718-71818 Finally. Today was THE day. It'd been a long time coming. Howe's fingers quickly tapped out the final etches on the Enforcement report for the night, the sleek, black computer humming ever so softly as it processed the information he was entering into it. His desk sat in the main auditorium of the office amidst the other Enforcer's desks, the precinct abuzz with activity as Enforcers came and went or sat filing their own reports. Butted up against his own desk was his partner, Tallen's desk and they faced each other as the other Frith sat typing at his computer as well. You better get the frick outta here, Tallen muttered in a ghastly confrontational tone. Howe glanced up to catch the distracted smirk on the other's face, already instinctively knowing that he was teasing. Tonight's it, ain't it? You finally gonna be an owning man, yeah? Yeah, yeah, I'm goin', Howe murmured good-naturedly. Using the finger pad to close out all the active windows on his desktop to reveal a saucy looking Frith woman laid out with a tantalizing lack of clothing on a cheesy, filtered background. What are you gonna go for? Tallen asked, leaning back lazily in his chair, continuing to smirk, showing off his sharp teeth in amusement. Male or female, you think? Or both? I'm only getting one. It's all I can afford but we'll see about next year if I get that bonus, Howe said, taking his leather jacket from the back of his own chair and slipping his arms into it at the same time, whilst shrugging it on. Thoughtfully he said, I'm not sure there's really a difference, sap-wise, to be honest. I'll see what they have when I get there. It'll just be nice to not have to go out to eat all the time. Or worse, suffer through that canned clot they sell at the grocer's. Well, you better get going then, Tallen urged him yet again. The auctions' not going to stay open just for you. Tch-yeh, Howe snorted, coming around the desks and pausing to trade a quick series of hand gestures with his partner their not-so secret handshake. Alright, catch you later. Have a good morning. You too, Tallen agreed, calling after his retreating friend, Hey, don't hold out on me! I wanna hear all about your new sap tomorrow night. Oh, I'll tell ya! Howe nodded, backing away through the doorway to the hall. In fact, you'll probably get sick of hearing all about raising saps way before I'm done talking about it. You might want to take it back now. Just sayin'. Shaking his head and smirking, Howe walked through the left wing of the precinct, excitement coursing through his veins. Yes, this would be the night he'd finally get to purchase his own sap. Sapiens, the official name for the humans that the Frith enslaved. Their main source of food, most common Frith had a daily ration card they were restricted by. Plenty of sap to stave off any hunger throughout the night but still a chore nonetheless. Owning livestock was a luxury, and generally expensive. Full of bureaucratic paperwork and nonstop maintenance for the entire life of the sap. Frith, the blood suckers, were not dead but an elevated species, no longer requiring so much to stay alive. Immune to diseases and impervious to generally anything one could throw at them, they lived their lives almost completely free of the worry of death. In fact, Howe was coming up on his 100th year soon. It'd taken a long time to finally get where he was now and this was the final step to prove he'd ascended he'd have his own sapien before the night was through. As Howe walked through the ground floor of the station, he passed by the barred enclosures where they held the most recent prisoners. All Frith sat in the little cells, and all criminals. Most would get fined and released by the beginning of next evening for their crimes. Only a couple would wait and stand trial for greater crimes. Howe could not hide the disgust that contorted his features as he passed the cells, recognizing one of the demented souls who slouched on a bench within. The putrid scum owned a restaurant and had been caught prostituting his saps out to the diners. A frequent occurrence, especially in the poorer areas of the city, it was considered one of the worst crimes a Frith could commit against a human. They were animals and it was cruel to put them in any sort of pain or take advantage of them. Not to mention the risk to sapien lives a Frith in the frenzy of passion could pulverize a human's hips or suffocate them with their body weight if they weren't careful. It was abuse, plain and simple. And it was one of Howe's greatest pleasures in life taking those scum suckers down when they were found breaking the law. A fine and marked record were too good for them, honestly. But he was just the guy who caught them, not the judge. Driving his car to the auction house, Howe arrived there about 3 in the morning, the sky still dead and black and the air refreshingly cool. The main grounds of the auction were a series of stages and platforms set about a large open plot in a haphazard circle. Lights on high poles flooded the area with so much light, it almost looked like day, illuminating the bodies of the sapiens being presented on the stages. With auction card in hand, Howe wandered the plot, looking over the stages where saps stood, barely clothed most of them to make them presentable to clientele. Smells of their blood hit him in varying waves as he made the circuit slowly, savoring each one even as he assessed their look by sight. There was one male that caught his eye on a stage on the north side. The smell of him was particularly good and when Howe inspected him, he seemed healthy enough. Still, the other saps the seller had were in poor condition. And from his research, Howe had learned that although one might look good, if the others in the bunch were poor, it could mean there were hidden problems to be discovered later. Moving on, Howe checked his watch and began to feel the tickle of worry. He'd been there an hour and still hadn't found anything other than the dubious male that caught his fancy. How humiliating would that be to show up to work tomorrow night and have to admit to Tallen he hadn't bought one after all? He'd been preparing for this for weeks, food bought, the extra room in his house prepared to hold a new sap, a toilet system installed since the Frith no longer had need for such facilities. He'd never hear the end of it. Making the circuit a second time, Howe did a double take when he spied a blonde, female sap on one of the stages at the western side of the complex. He stood afar, looking her over and watching as other Frith passed her by for a minute or two before finally approaching. The smell of her crashed into him like an intoxicating wave, his mouth gently watering and his pointed teeth aching in the roots. That was...tasty. And if she smelled that good, he could only imagine how good she probably tasted. Still, he tempered his excitement, continuing his inspection by lifting her arms and giving her body a once over. She looked healthy enough and he couldn't see anything wrong with the other two saps the seller had standing on the stage with her. They kept their heads bowed low in the manner of saps and didn't look up at the Frith that came to inspect them. Giving her a curt nod, Howe asked, his voice slow, like he were talking to an idiot baby, Can you understand me?