I wish, I wish... for this? (Open)

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Barry raised an eyebrow, undeniably confused by this strange man’s request. Enslave? Strange choice of words but Saladin would definitely serve as a formidable ally, which would be a help to the drug dealing human since lately everywhere he went he found himself on the ground with a busted face. Scratching, Barry rolled his eyes as he realized it was going to be like taking care of a child. An enormous one that could snap your neck without a second thought mind you, but the basic mentality was still there.

“Alright Saladin, but we gotta go over some f*cking rules dude. Please, no more tossing televisions through walls.” He paused and then thought the situation through. “Are you an escaped convict? Would explain your massive... physique. Ten, twenty, life? How long were you supposed to stay I mean why else would you be running from the cops.”

Barry had his own issues with the law. Because of his low position in the food chain, it seemed that police would target him more often to try and get to the big boys up top. He actually had never met his boss, he just got the sh*t from that asshole family (that almost got him in trouble when they forced him attempt to kidnap his old drug bud Preston from his house in the middle of the fucking night)!

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Ugo pondered Barry's words for a momment, how long was he in for? Eternity, a thousand centuries within the blink of an eye. The thought made him angry, It made him want to kill and ravage every being in this Orlands, But Ugo could not raise suspicion.

"I was imprisoned for life... I escaped, I killed my captors and now I search for what is mine. I have fled far, two of your "states" but still they pursue me. You will help Saladin and Saladin will promise not to break things Barry does not wish broken.

Ugo was wary, He needed help but was he just trading one master for another? Only time would tell if he was making the right choice. He yearned for freedom, he would find a desert Island and create a kingdom all his own, free of shackles, and free of masters.

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Barry was absolutely stunned; Saladin was a murderer? “Holy shit, you killed someone?! What am I saying, look at you of course you’ve killed someone! I’m sure it was with your bare hands, I’ve only killed people with my guns, and in war so all of it was “excused”!” He paused and plastered a single finger to the massive scar across the side of his head. “Didn’t come cheap though, almost lost my head!” He chuckled cryptically, recalling the close call.

“Alright, you know how to make a dude feel special, a please would be nice.” He mumbled, sauntering toward his bed and scrounging through his luggage, hoping to found the little stash he had left for himself. Please be here... He said to himself, his voice rising in desperation. The itch was coming and he had to quench his need. “Oh, thank god.” He said, relieved. A long syringe carried a few bits of fluid just for the pathetic drug dealer.

Preparing his arm he inserted the long needle into his skin and within seconds, his body began to simmer down almost to close to death. Without any control he slumped along the wall, lost in its relaxing effects. “That’s...better.”

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"Saladin has killed many, this is true. Most with bare hands. What is "gun?". You fight in war, so Barry is Christian soldier?"

Ugo pulled the sheets back on the bed looking at Barry slumped against the wall. He picked Barry up and began to undress the man. This barry could not take care of himself, so it seemed for now Ugo would have to do it for him. He began to unbutton the man's pants unaware of the culture of Orlands or this modern society.

Ugo's hands were strong running over Barry. Ugo did not need sleep but he enjoyed it, just as he did not need liquor food or sex. That did not stop him from indulging himself whenever he had the chance. When you were imprisoned for thousands of years, it was like a sheltered child going out into a corruptive world.

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“I told you dude, I’m no Christian but I was a soldier yes. Fuckin’ almost died dude. Did I show you this yet?” He pointed to his scar again but his arm slowly fumbled back into his lap and he attempted to rise up from the wall, but he was too drugged to even put his hands onto the ground properly. “The hell am I sitting on, a cloud!?” He babbled, gazing around him like a lost child.

He was rather surprised by the man's question. "You don't know what a gun is, its the pew pew thing!" He raised his fingers and began to react as if he was shooting some invisible enemy, but he only chuckled in response as the liquids from the syringe were taking him over more and more. "Pew... pew..."

Even in Barry’s muddled state of mind he battled Ugo as he began to undress him, but his limbs were like jelly and every time he attempted to tense his fingers around the powerful man’s arm, it was to no avail. “H-Hey...” His voice wavered uncontrollably, chuckling randomly as he witnessed strange images through his drug-induced eyes. “Heh... your face looks like a brown cloud...” He muttered, a lazy smile appearing across his lean unkempt face. His figure was minuscule compared to the monstrous Djinn for what he considered food was drugs. He couldn’t recall the last time he fed, but he was too lost to even bother with such thoughts.

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Ugo finished stripping Barry's pants off revealing the man's boxers. Ugo looked a bit confused by these undergarments so he stripped them off of Barry as well. Ugo then removed his own shirt revealing his massive chest and then with one fluid movement he removed his pants aswell. Ugo slid into the bed beside Barry and tried to blow out the light, but it's candle did not flicker. Ugo growled and smashed the lamp on the floor contented with the darkness.

"Good night to you Barry..."

Ugo covered them with the sheets and laid on his back beside Barry. He could feel Barry's warmth and it was comforting, this Barry would be his friend as long as he did not betray Ugo. The Djinn closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.

(Fast foward to morning?)

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“BARRY! BARRY GET THE f*ck UP!” The furious voice of the motel owner boomed in unison with powerful strikes onto Barry's motel room door. Unfortunately for the owner, Barry had prepared for such an event and had nabbed the patron’s extra room key just in case he decided to barge in, and thankfully he did. “BARRY, I’M CALLING THE COPS!” He screamed again, before crashing his body into the door in a desperate effort to barge in.

“Ugh...” Barry could only react with aching groans. He attempted to flip over but from the pressure, a migraine halted him from even moving and maybe it was best for him not to realize what was next to him. “The hell?” The human uttered, completely lost with what had transpired a few hours ago. “How the f*ck did I end up in the bed?” He questioned, moaning more as his brain seemed to slosh in his skull. “Okay... next time, no binge drinking before the needle.” He said to himself. “And have a better wake up call.” As he nestled himself closer to the blankets, he noticed something rather odd. He felt... naked?

“Why the f*ck am I-” As he spoke, he managed to spin himself around, battling the intense pain that throbbed and he saw something that he definitely did not want to see. Laying beside him like an enormous teddy bear was Saladin, who seemed oblivious to the powerful bangs at the room door.

“JESUS MOTHER OF CHRIST!” Barry bellowed bloody murder and torpedoed himself from the blankets and scurried, terrified to the bathroom. “HOLY sh*t! PLEASE DO NOT TELL ME WHAT I THINK HAPPENED!” He slammed the door and began to search his exposed form for any... “love wounds.”

“SALADIN WHAT THE f*ckING sh*t DID YOU DO TO ME! I DO NOT CARE IF IT WAS OKAY IN JAIL, IT IS NOT OKAY OUT HERE!” He didn't even care right now that just outside the room could be the end of his freedom, all he wanted to know was that nothing happened last night. "AH! YOU ASSHOLE! WHY AM I NAKED!?"

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Barry woke Ugo by vaulting himself from the bed. Apperently Ugo had done something wrong, He would have to ask Barry but first he had to answer the door. He staggered to his feet and placed his hand upon the knob turning it and opening the door slowly trying to avoid the sunlight.

"Why You wake Saladin? We are sleeping go away little man..."

The motel owner pushed his way past Ugo and into the motel room. He screamed noticing the giant hole in the wall and spun to scold Ugo only to realize the giant man was completly nude. The man stammered for a momment pointing to Ugo's nude form before he found his tongue.

"Barry what the F*CK is going on!? You F*cked my room! Who's gonna pay for this! And what you're turning tricks in my motel now?! You're sick Barry I want you out ya hear me?! Get the F*ck out."

Ugo growled at the man, the motel owner was to loud for his liking and he had a headache. Ugo grabbed the man's head in his hands outstretching his arms. "Get your hands off me you overgrown..."With a violent twist Ugo snapped the man's neck and stumbled back to the bed, his manhood swaying between his thighs. Ugo flopped back on the bed and nuzzled his pillow with a hungover groan.

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Barry monitored the conversation through the door pressing his better ear to the warping wooden frame, trying to listen. The motel’s owner shrill voice caused ripples of terror as he approached his protective box and the drug dealer pondered if he would reach him and drag him away. No, no way am I going to fucking jail! He screamed, his cowardice bubbling to the surface as he scurried into the bathtub and huddled fearfully away from the door. What was Saladin doing; was the massive monster ignoring this entire ordeal, leaving Barry to rot. If he was on the run as he said, it would most definitely be the logical route to escape punishment. God damn it. I’m fucking screwed.

After a few moments of mindless rambling, Barry was pulled from his thoughts when noticing a curious sound, as if something heavy had crashed onto the floor. “Hey, what was that!? You better not be going through my shit you ass hole!” He growled, scratching at the door to draw attention back to him in an effort to distract that shit bag from the true prizes in his luggage. He had a massive stash in the folds of his bag and he definitely couldn’t allow some leech to get a hold of it, not when he was already in shit for using his bosses merchandise... without paying.

“Yo! Dick answer me!” Barry noticed that the owner had not responded to his threats and opened the door slightly to catch a glimpse of what was going on. “Oh my god Saladin!” His dull azure eyes shot straight to the large log sprawled in the blankets, as if there was no dead body sprawled on the floor. “Dude, you need to stop killin’ people if you wanna lay low man!”

The drug dealer stretched his body hopelessly trying to reach his clothes but they were too far. “Really, seriously man?” He snarled to the world, rolling his eyes at his terrible luck. “Conan, dude get up and grab me my clothes please! We need to have a serious talk dude ‘cause I do not want to wake up like this again!”

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Ugo groaned as Barry's whining tore him from the edge of sleep. He leaned up and looked at Barry leaning around the corner. It seemed the man was ashamed of his body, how strange.

"You hide like a virgin on her wedding night..."

Ugo stood and grabbed Barry's clothes, tossing them to him as he stretched. Ugo's body was quite intimidating, even more so without his clothing. The Djinn leaned against the wall waiting for Barry to emerge.

"I am sorry Barry, he was shouting and I am not well... he made my head hurt. We will take his money and move on."

Ugo began to search the body, taking his wallet as well as a wad of cash from the man's pocket. He could easily make the body disapear but that would expose what he was to Barry and Ugo was unsure if he could trust the soldier.

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Barry averted his stupefied irises away from Ugo as he revealed his naked form, the ‘genuine article’ swaying back and forth and for a moment, Barry could not glance away. Jesus its like a goddamn elephant’s leg! He snapped, shooting his disgusted eyes towards himself. “Fuckin’...” He groaned, completely disappointed now. “Man, and I used to think I was a decent size!” He whispered to himself as he managed to catch his stray clothes without taking a second glance at Ugo. “Saladin, I don’t care if where you come but dudes don’t undress themselves and sleep in the same bed together. I mean, some do but it’s cause they either love each other or it’s a jail man’s bitch sort of thing,” He paused to allow a shiver travel up his spine at the though. “Which I hope to God you are neither, cause I don’t swing that way man.”

He slammed the door, leaving Ugo to his thoughts as he began to dress himself. Seriously, what sort of dumb ass place does this guy come from?! I can’t tell if its cultural or he’s just stupid! Great, don’t tell its gonna be like a ‘George and Lennie’ relationship here... wonderful. He’s already killed the rabbit. He huffed, almost completely changed.

I guess now its just finding another motel... He sighed, recalling the hell he had to go through to set up here but now... all gone in just two single moments. A television and a twisted neck. “Man...”

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"What is wrong with man being naked with other man? Saladin is confused, is this not warmer?"

Barry slammed the door, it seemed he was very upset with him. Ugo stumbled over to his clothes and began to dress. He grabbed another bag of Cocaine from his pocket and smiled, he would save this for later. He grabbed the Manager's body and slung it over his shoulder. The large Djinn walked over tho the bathroom door and knocked upon it.

"Saladin is sorry Barry, Saladin did not sodomize you. I have the body, we will dump it at the zoo."

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Barry exited the bathroom fully clothed, his expression annoyed and pained as the migraine reared its ugly head again and Barry pressed his pointer fingers along his temples, rubbing gently. Squinting from the rays of light glittering through the window pains, Barry brushed himself and gazed deeply into Saladin’s eyes, still irritated. “That’s the smartest thing I’ve heard you say all day.” He huffed, sauntering to his small luggage bag and slinging it over his shoulder, rushing to leave.

He suddenly stopped just at the doorway and tilted his head toward Saladin nervously. Clearing his throat, he grumbled under his breath. “T-Thanks... for takin’ care of him, and puttin’ me in the bed, never enjoy rising up in the morning with my face in the floor. Just next time sleep in the other bed man.” Even though this large bumbling man had probably caused him more problems than Barry wanted to go through, he strangely enjoyed his company. Maybe it was because, he did indeed feel alone...?

As he pondered his loneliness, the image of his old life haunted his mind and it made his heart ache. At one point, he did enjoy the regular life but he could no longer go back, not after what had happened to his wife, what he had caused.

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"It is nothing you need thank me for Barry..."

Ugo folded the motel manacger in half and then began wrapping him in a bedsheet. Ugo had to do this the old fashioned way, if he used his magic Barry would know he was not human. Ugo could not risk that, he couldn't risk being locked in that damned ring again. He was free and he was determined to never go back.

"You were staring at Saladin earlier... have you never seen another man without clothing?"

Saladin ripped some rags and tied the "package" of the manager together. They would feed the body to the tigers at the zoo.

"We will steal the money from the office and burn down the motel... are you paying attention Barry?"

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“N-No duh I haven’t! And if I have, I chose to forget for obvious reasons! Dudes here don’t go flashing their junk around everywhere!” Barry grumbled, sauntering steadily towards Ugo as he spun the dead corpse like a fly trapped within a spider’s web. The drug dealer to a last glance at the deceased and noticed the mangled position of the man’s neck; the very image caused his stomach to lurch, for death never came easy to him even before being surrounded by it for three years. Hell, it made all the more difficult to see! “I... I gonna go get the money, I know where he stashes it all. Thank god for drug induced stupidity, you tell everyone about your shit!” He hollered, digging through the mountains of items Ugo had snatched from the motel owner and took hold of a large ring of keys. “I’ll keep an eye out for some gasoline or something.”

Barry quickly sped toward the front office, his mind wandering again as he recalled his old life with his wife and his daughters who before it all, he treasured deeply. After the war, nothing seemed like it had been because everything just fell apart. He had been gone for so long and she had didn’t receive word from Barry after a few months, for he could not find solace to write. When he returned, she found comfort through others, which began their downward spiral to destruction and his children were stuck in the crossfire.

“Goddamn it.” He whispered achingly, stomping through the office angrily as he scoured through his glove box, trying to find the container he had seen a few nights before, loaded with cash. The pathetic dude had told him what it was for but Barry hadn’t given enough shits to even bother paying attention. All he wanted was the contents.

“Bingo mother fuckers!” Barry began to fiddle with the keys and tested out each one until he had a match and opened. Smirking, he gathered the massive wads of cash and stuffed them into his trench coat pockets, retreating back to his comrade.