<strong>Dominus addresses the stock and instructs the Doctore to put the punishments into place</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Amplus/article-1057070-050F37D70000044D-98_468x465.jpg)</div>Not caring on how or why this incident had come about, Manius took note of who was indeed fighting and, in the case of the legionnaire, who was not, as he watched his stock move into line. What a disappointment they were to him, not to mention the cost of repairing the mess hall. What was the reason for the Doctore to allow this to happen? Perhaps Doctore was starting to lose his edge and if so there was a solution for that, repair or replace.<br/><br/>As he walked down the line, with his Doctore, he noticed that some were still bleeding as he lifted the chins of some and slapped the faces of others. In deep thought he was as he did this, noticing too that the new recruits had not been administered with collars as yet. If they were lucky enough to escape how would anyone know that they were his. They had only just got her, however, so the Doctore would not get scalded for that. As he pondered this oversight further, he took a little more time considering the women, Ryann ap Elim, in the group. She must be a fine fighter indeed to have gotten this far without being killed or indeed raped. Even so, she would need some work, he thought. Nice hair, but it had no place on the sands. Hair like that had its place and that was in the house, serving the Domina.<br/><br/>Just as he was about to address her, one of the new recruits seemed to find the whole situation amusing as a snigger was heard from them followed by something about Manius having no right in treating them like they were cattle. Furious at this, Manius turned his head to address the dog and within seconds he had him by the throat and was dragging him across the sands to the cliff edge. Manius then picked him up and dangled him over the edge. “I tire of such behaviour, dog. Now make your piece before you become one with the rocks.” He could feel the eyes of all behind him staring as he delivered his punishment as urine started to pour out from under the dog’s loincloth. The man had clearly shit himself too as the smell of it filled Manius’ nostrils. This did not sway him from what he had to do, however. “Goodbye” he said with absolute finality, and with that he opened up his fingers and let the man slip to his doom.<br/><br/>Once back at the group, he remarked “See, I am not a man of just words. I do not make idol treats." He then addressed the ones who had been fighting. "Until you prove otherwise you are all, as of this moment, worthless dogs. Prove to me that you are not and I may consider a less permanent punishment. A long term punishment, however, I will discuss with the Domina once I have left your disgraceful presence. Now you will all stay in line until the Doctore returns to administer you individual punishments, have I made myself clear?” he said rhetorically. He then, with a smile, looked to the legionnaire, his champion and a few others, who had not been fighting. “As for you, you may go about your business, however. Before that I would consider it a great honour if you would assist in the clean up of the mess hall. By doing so you will please me greatly.”<br/><br/>After he had addressed them, he turned to the Doctore and walked with him away from the group as it was not good to verbally bash him in front of his property. Once far enough away, he spoke with a much calmer demeanour. “You have disappointed me greatly. Letting this fight go on, is not like you at all.” He then paused before discussing his plans further. “As I said to the dogs, I will discuss a punishment with the Domina, however, something needs to be done now. So, all that were fighting will be either boxed or left out and restrained on the sands until I am satisfied that they have been suffered enough. Before this, however, see to it that the new stock, be fitted with collars, like the others. As for the women, I want her hair either removed or braided tightly to her scalp. It is either that or she will lose it anyway when some lucky bastard gets a hold of it long enough to pull it out but the roots. Then how would she look with huge gaps on her scalp where her hair used to be. Not to mention that it may be a distraction for her.”<br/><br/>He gave the Doctore a moment to take onboard what he was telling him before finally commenting. “See to it, Gaius, as if you do not, you will join them in the punishments. Do not test me.” He sighed as he realised that he had not seen his champion or indeed the legionnaire yet. “Finally, as this little interruption has put me behind, I do not have time to see Marcus and Rioghan, so instruct them to finish up and once done ensure that they are sent to my study as soon as possible. I will await for them there.”  Once satisfied, he left the group and headed in the direction of the Infirmary to enquire as to the condition of his Pict. Just before entering the Infirmary, he turned in the direction of Gaius and instructed “Got it done, Doctore.”<br/><br/>