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As the indigo dye made of Gamzee’s own blood was ground into the open wound Tavros gritted his teeth both in pain-there was probably salt mixed into the pigment-and also to suppress a very out of character grin which was probably proof positive that he had lost it. But he couldn’t help it. All these highbloods thought that this was a battle won against Feferi’s rhetoric. It was almost too perfect; the indigoblood who used to embrace the peasants taking one as his bonded slave. And so they gathered in the ceremonial room so that they could show their smug contempt for Tavros who sat prostrate and naked in the center of the room. They not so quietly mocked the worthless cripple as the mark was painfully carved into the back of his neck. They cheered in whispers when Gamzee remained impassive and uncaring.
They could have their hollow victory. Gamzee taking Tavros as his slave was a solid win for the silent resistance. First and foremost it would save Tavros from being culled because of his disability; while he had dodged it for over two sweeps it was only because Sollux had taken him off the list. But just after the last culling rounds Tavros turned 8 and so his records were transferred to the young adult system which was much harder to hack into. Sollux could still do it, of course, but they couldn’t risk him being caught. This solution was much neater.
Secondly, if Gamzee took a slave then he would be in direct defiance of Feferi’s plans. This would make it look like he was embracing his heritage as indigoblood and thus protect him from another attempt on his life. Gamzee’s documented distain for the peasantbloods would also protect the others since it would make it look like he didn’t care if they lived or died, so it would be pointless for the enemy to hurt them to get to him.
Lastly, and most importantly in Tavros’s eyes, a slave lived in their master’s hive. And that meant no more harrowing trips just to spend half a day with Gamzee. That meant he could touch his matesprit whenever he wanted. It meant they could be together in a way Tavros had barely dreamed of. Maybe that’s why he was so calm. He knew that what he was gaining was more than worth the pain of the brand on the back of his neck. Maybe he was just so scared that he couldn’t feel it anymore.
The bandaged packed with more pigment was placed over the wound-Gamzee’s sign cut into his flesh and dyed indigo to show who owned him. Finally, it was done. All the papers were in order and Gamzee’s sign was cut into Tavros’s flesh, a mark of humiliation and ownership. Or so those smug highbloods thought. To Tavros it was a medallion of protection. Now that he was officially Gamzee’s property no one would dare touch him. The indigo-dyed scar would promise a swift and harsh punishment to anyone foolish enough to raise a hand to Tavros. All the swirling thoughts were starting to make Tavros giddy and he bit down on his lip. Defiantly not calm. Definitely needed to get the rising hysterics under control. Even though he belonged to Gamzee now he wouldn’t put it past these people to cull him and say it wasn’t official until they left the room.
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