Nothing Can Compare To Beautiful Lies {Open/Emil}

Golden light, tunnel white. If I run to you, would you stay? I might be a prototype, but we’re both real inside.

Silence was far from what one would expect from those captured and forced into slavery. The shrieks for freedom, the howls of pain, each pitiful moan coming from those dying of starvation or dehydration, none of that came from one particular cage where a young looking male rested, his eyes closed as he slumped against the bars of the cage.

He seemed to be rather at peace despite the rukus building outside his 'home', a crowd getting drawn in by the owner of the Urakata. The loud booming voice echoed over the loud voices, drawing attention to the well fed male but also causing the smaller Urakata to open his eyes, acknowledging the crowd for a moment. "LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! GATHER ROUND TO TAKE IN THIS SPLENDOR!" Eri rolled his eyes. Not this act again.

Tuning out his 'former' master, Eri yawned, looking down at himself. Such filth. So gross. He scowled, groaning a bit as he shifted to stretch as best he can. Prying eyes were already on him, feasting on the sight before them as more and more lies fell off the plump masters tongue. Allowing his eyes to fall closed once more, he listened for a price. What would it be today? Probably something outrageous. Feh. Selfish bastard.

Eri had seen this act a number of times. Something would go wrong soon enough. The crowd would see through the lies and soon enough, he'd be staying yet another night within the confines of his cage. Meh. Fine by him. He had his coat, his scarf, and...and...huh?


Blinking, Eri opened his eyes only to be met by a pair of green cat eyes. A...A CAT?!?!


"AH FU---"

Eri scrambled back into the corner of the cage, glaring at the feline in a little girls arms. She screamed as the male glared, probably having surprised her when he jumped and moved.


"GET THAT DAMNED THING AWAY FROM ME! I'M NOT GETTING EATIN' BY SOME STUPID FELINE! TO HELL WITH THAT SHI--"


Eri stopped complaining when his so called master approached, trying to calm the crowd now that Eri's true character was out of the bag.


Like he really cared. Right now...right now he just needed a moment to calm down and..and...tired. Had he slept? Probably. Ah, like he cared. Grumbling, he flopped down, ignoring the death threat his master issued for any further out bursts.


Anyone stupid enough to buy him deserved the torture of having him around.