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 Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 10:32 pm
Sounds of crying and begging bombard your ears as you pass through aisles made by cages. No cage touched another and yard long alleyways grant you passage through the agps between them. The aisles are at least three man-lengths and give you a good chance to examine the creatures before you buy one. Each cage has a minimum of two guards standing guard over it. The more sensitive to light creatures are veiled by canopies and some cages have their own lakes and such because of the needs of the slaves. The slaves are fed what they ask for and are well dressed and clean. The guards are civil, any uncivil guard is killed by his co-workers.
Welcome dearies to your nightmare and your fantasy.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:43 pm
Sebastian Montoya  Current location: Slave market
Feeling: Ouch. Two men made their way slowly down one of the many alleyways of the slave market, dragging a third between them. The two men were large, brawny fellows, clearly professional toughs of some kind or another. The third was smaller, hardly more than a boy, and clearly unconscious, his feet dragging against the concrete as they progressed. The guards eventually reached an empty cage and dropped the young man inside, locking the door and taking up positions on either side.
Sebastian groaned. His skull felt as though several armies had fought several weeks of pitched battle inside it, and his whole body felt like it was made of lead. He opened his eyes slowly, then quickly shut them again with a moan. He tried to remember what had happened... Oh, that's right. He caught me trying to sneak out and I called him a fat tyrant...I guess he must have objected. he thought, smiling ruefully as he recalled his master's (now former, he supposed) expression. It was almost worth getting beaten up over. Almost.
Sebastian sighed. I guess all I can do now is wait...Out Of Chips: {Sorry this post isn't that pretty - I don't usually do fancy formatting at all.}
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 3:03 pm
 Sugar and Swords  "Come play with me!
For boredom is what causes me to get into trouble~..."
“I am the one with only one eye and sees through your illusions.
For I wish to know the truth.” ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ╔══════════════════════════════════╗
ぷ He sat against the bars of the cage he was in, lazily watching the going ons with his one crimson red eye. How dull. There was nothing to really do, the guards were idiots, and things were kind of slow at the moment. They wouldn't have even let him keep his one cane. But that was probably a good decision.. After all, it could be used as a weapon. That was a laughable thought. Everything could be used as a weapon if he wanted to use something as such. Still, he wanted his cane back eventually. There was a spell on it so that even if it was sold and separated from him, it would come back once he summoned it no matter where it was.
Cyane has been in the market place for a few weeks now. It seemed that not many wanted a sadistic demon that was a clever lethal weapon. That was, he really wasn't all the violent unless he decided it would make it more interesting if he was. The demon's attention shifted from spacing out to watching three people. Guards and a new addition. Smelled dull like an elf or human. Well, they brought this slave in a similar way that they did to him. Yet it seemed that he was semi-conscious after they put him away. Well, nothing interesting. Nobody was fun to talk with when there were guards hanging over you and said person was out of it in a daze. ぷ ╚══════════════════════════════════╝ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ...I'm no different from you.
I just express my insanity more clearly~!
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:29 pm
 Leila Ran Delano ~ Slave ~ Mage Mother, looking at me
Tell me what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind... Leila sat cross-legged in the middle of her cage, her dark hair like a curtain around her, blocking her face from the buyers passing by. In her hands she cradled her tiny familiar, a fruit bat named Keme, that was eating berries out of her hand as tamely as a kitten. She scratched his short fur gently, letting him hang from a strand of her long hair when he was done. Her own food lay uneaten to her right, her appetite gone. She looked up to watch the people pass by, jealous of their freedom. She hadn't stretched her legs in weeks, and they were often numb from the lack of movement.
Suddenly a man approached the bars and she snarled like a wild animal, warning him off. Men had been the most common people to look at her, and she refused to have one of them buy her. She drove them away with snarls and threats, wishing a woman worth her time would pass by the cage bars. He backed off quickly, moving on to the next cage without a backwards glance. She snorted and retreated again behind her hair, humming to Keme softly and fiddling with the lace edges to her skirt. ...Daddy, looking at me
Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:35 pm
  Evric groaned, his head pounding and flooded with the scent of blood. The smell was gnawing at his stomach, a low rumble reminding him as he woke up. Each breath was like an icy razor dragging down his throat, the frigid air slicing into his lungs with each slow, painful draw. The world was spinning around him as he lay with his eyes shut tight, unwilling to cooperate with the rest of the waking world. It wasn't worth it- and from the way that he was feeling right now, he really didn't want to find out just by how much. He just wanted to fall back asleep..... but the blood....
The stench was unwelcome, but not foreign to his groggy state of mind. It wasn't something he wanted to think about right now- he didn't want to think at all. Still..... it was just oh so tempting......
But something was off about it.... it wasn't giving him the usual pang through his chest that he usually had. Eyes that had been shut tight, fighting off the horrid head-ache that was surging through his head, attempted to open, despite the threat of light hitting his eyes and making his head-ache even worse. Really now, it was as if a metal bucket had been thrown over his head and someone banged on both sides with a hammer. He would have sighed out of irritation, but nothing past his breath made noise, his throat too dry and raspy to make a noise. Evric slowly let his gaze take in what was in front of him, where ever he had been dragged off to this time.
Oh. s**t.
He should have been expecting this, and yet- he hadn't. That is, it hadn't hit him until everything else started flying back to him, all of it a whirling blur, suddenly blowing up in his face in the instant his realization was made.
Dark. Everything was dark, there was nothing at all. This was not happening, again! Evric was still immensely delirious, dizzy and weak, but he was now aware of why his head, in particular the bridge over his upper part of his face, was in so much pain, why all he could smell was blood. It was his own blood, and why wouldn't it be? Really now, why should he ever expect something else?
A deep gash was torn across the front of Evric's face, sliced over his eyes and gauged them out. Wonderful. Sadly enough, this hadn't been the first time the slave traders had done that. The traders who had bought him had planned to sell him off at a higher price elsewhere, he figured, since he was always dirt-cheap. The only flaw in their plan was the fact that they had actually been ignorant enough to buy what was already one of the lowest prices on the market- usually, if something cost so little, it obviously wasn't a bargain. There was always a hitch to it. Well, she had missed his throat, at least. He'd barely managed to duck, but apparently he hadn't been quick enough. It didn't matter much- he would have been blinded by the sun if not this; it would just take longer to heal was all.
Well, things were starting to make sense again. The cool metal flooring beneath his scraped and cut up limbs, another precaution, so it seemed, that the slave-traders had taken when they caught him again. The numerous chatters of both timid and demanding voices were all around him, fighting and submissive slaves and masters. But it was dark. All the sounds around him, mingled with scents were amplified, a result of the loss of vision he was now held accounted for.
Evric didn't reach for the bars, feel around the floor of the cage, or move even. His body was too tired, and it would be easier to ignore any of the sadistic bastards on the opposite side of the bars if they thought he was dead or something. As unpleasant as it was lying in a small pool of his own blood, Evric hadn't the energy to yell and utter threats to the two guards on either side of him.
Evric weakly grumbled under his breath, wishing he could roll his eyes when the crowd of muttering morons each gasped in their own tone, seeing that he was in fact, alive, as he moved his hands to firmly clamp over his ears in an attempt to filter some of the ear-splitting noise. He couldn't stand it- the way he was being gawked at like a well cut piece of meat. He'd rather they all just shut up and go the hell away... only because he didn't have the energy to shut them up himself. His hands did little to shut out the world around him, only muffle it and make it even more blurring in his mental map. He didn't care right now- he just needed the world to shut up. His head was killing him.
All he could manage for now was a simple sigh, heaving a painfully slow breath of stale air from his lungs, his brows knit in frustration. <******** src="https://i440.photobucket.com/albums/qq123/Flyinpotato/1blood-2-1.jpg" class="user_img" alt="User Image" style='float:right' />
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 5:17 pm
 As the conversation drew to an end, he took out a gift from behind himself. "By the way, I got this for you, and only you," came a seductive voice from behind a young, beautiful and charming lady. The man held out a cute stuffed animal holding a heart shaped box of chocolates dipped in camel. "Oh! Drake! Thank you!" the lady exclaimed, blushing and hugging Drake. "Anything for a beautiful lady such as yourself," he said then the girl pulled herself away. "Umm, but I'm already married," she stammered. He shrugged, merely smiling at the girl. "There is nothing that says we can be friends is there?" he asked. The girl nodded, then looked around. "Oh! It seems we're here. Thank you for the gift and agreeing to escort me here," she said before bowing and walking off. Drake watched her as she left, a smile on his face. When she was out of sight, he turned down to the market area, starting toward the slave trader. Although he was a kind of player who loved to flirt and talk to women, he did purchase a slave now and again to make life more interesting. The colors and charms he looked for sometimes guaranteed such. Stepping into the market, he encountered the usual sights of the place. Cages, shackles, the sounds of fear and sorrow, shouting, yelling, guards, and everything else. Personally, he thought the place was too small and needed more greenery, if not for the slaves and guards then for the people who came to browse. Most of the time he left just to be away from all the cramped areas. Shrugging to himself, he began to browse, looking over the female slaves and trying to find one that he liked. (OOC: Subject to change. I am working on the format. Now I'm done.)
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Nicolai the Necromancer Crew
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 6:02 pm
Agrona Nephthys Cerberan Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away Agrona was in a cage around the center of the Slave Market. She sat with her back pressed to the back of the cage, it was only barre don three sides, and her upper face was in the shadows. Her long legs stretched out into the sunlight the sleek skin already tan. Golden hair pooled around her form and she shifted slightly to watch a man give a woman a gift then part their ways.
Rona pulled her legs back from the sun bath and closed her eyes to appear sleeping. She was as far from the front of the cage as she could get. If she was going to get bought it would be at least by someone she could actually stand.
So the blond headed elf bided her time making sure not to move too much and capture the attention of someone unpleasant. Her small nose twitched suddenly and the scent of blood overwhelmed her, she looked to her side and saw that several cages over a boy was coated in blood and....wait were his eyes... she shuddered. His cage was covered with a canopy so he was sunlight sensitive, obviously not a human so he'd heal. It didn't make the sight less gruesome though. Rona turned away and closed her eyes and took in small breathes so she wouldn't have to smell too much of the blood tainted air. Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best I see you’re full of s**t, and that’s alright That’s how you play, I guess you’ll get through every night Well now that’s over
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:05 pm
▌ Max Kin Maelstrom ▌ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Max Location; A Cage With; No One Mood; N/A Long dark locks cascaded down a cream colored back, horns protruded from the top of the male's head and dark nightmarish wings pushed through the dark locks. They felt like leather to the touch, his horns rough and hard like a goats and his lower half, not visible due to the strangely soft cloth covering him. Steely silver eyes turned and stared at a dark looming figure, no particular shape to it only dark red gleaming eyes seemed to stay the same however. A collar laid strewn before the winged male, "I see you have fallen into a rather tricky contract." a voice that shifted from a womans to a male's soft and velvety, coaxing you practically into the dark mist that made up the shifting form, "I have. It seems this contract will be difficult to complete considering I have no way to leave." the winged male muttered in a rather firm but light tone, "And how do you suppose to get out of this one?" the voice said. A demon like smile spread across the males face sharp fangs obvious, "There is nothing that says one cannot cancel another contract with another." he said a long thin tail like a whip slashed about behind him wickedly moving its arrowhead tip sharp and strong. The dark mass chuckled and a mist hand reached forward picking up the discarded collar, "Good luck with your collection." the voice muttered as it latched the collar around the small neck of the long haired male. It retreated easily, "Max Kin Maelstrom. Hmmmmm." the voice chuckled before the smaller males figure disappeared.
Bright white eyes opened settling into a silver color, he was in the same place he was before, in an iron wrought cage with no plans of escape, he was forced to obey regardless of what he wants to do. The contract he had signed earlier had been very specific about being good to the shop, that mortal never said anything about being good to his 'owners'. A pale hand reached up pushing back ebony locks that hung over his alabaster face, a look of annoyance crossing his face momentarily. He definitely did not want to blow his chance of signing a contract to make the other one void, 'So annoying. Well at least I will be able to collect souls as I please." he thought to himself messing with his short hair. He scratched the back of his head touching the collar, a slight jolt hit his fingers and he moved his hand away quickly looking annoyed. Max sighed gleams of silver showing momentarily, three of them in his tongue, small round piercings. He twitched when he heard a light c***k noise his head snapping towards the source, finding it was just some other slave he ignored it. Not like he cared what happened to the others around him.
He relaxed against the bars that made up the cage and remained quiet and motionless not trying to draw attention to himself, he didn't want any idiotic mortals that definitely didn't know what they were doing, nor did he want a rather intelligent mortal. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:15 pm
▌ Berach Vincent Moncle ▌ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Berach Location; Cage With; No one Mood; Pissed Off Zwooooooosh! a bright orb of light formed in a secluded alley, it vanished after a mechanical whirr and in its place stood a dizzy looking boy with blue hair that went about to his mid back. Blue eyes looked about in confusion, "Did I make it? Maybe I should head back to get my-" he was cut off by the soft beeping on his watch. The small white and blue object was blinking red and a hologram popped up with the Earth and in a 3D grid, a small red light blinked on the Earth and it had a warning going around it, "Oh s**t!" he hissed the 3D hologram disappearing. The male started to tap on the watch expertly his eyes shining a bright blue and then a white line pulsed through them, "Recalculating Coordinates, time period, Unknown, Date, Unknown, World, Earth, Races in existance on this planet, 567835 known living organisms. Livin bodies unable to calculate at this time." he muttered. A hiss escaped his lips as he reached up and tapped the two bright ear coverings both releasing a small black antennae that stretched a little farther above his head.
"Current date, XX/XX/20XX, Location, Unknown, Coordinates have been recalculated. Objective, Research the human race." he muttered in a monotone voice, the antennae went down and the white streak in his eyes disappeared and blue lines rand down his pale skin disappearing easily. He sighed, "Malfunction, Transdimensional Travel Currently Not Available." he looked upset as he started to tap at his watch again and twisted on his headphones and they didn't budge, "URGH! I am stuck here!" he groaned in annoyance before looking out to where the sidewalk was and moved out to see the building all retro and old, "Crap, theres no electromagnetic screwdrivers here! I'll have to build one..." he muttered quietly to himself. He walked out onto the sidewalk and moved with the crowd deciding that he could ask for directions at some shop, though he stopped when he saw a cleaners van and ran over, "Excuse me!" he called stopping and panting lightly.
"Could you tell me where the nearest hardware shop is?" he asked looking up at the two large burly men. The two looked at eacother and nodded, "We got a map in the van if you wanna look." one of them said, "Oh that would be a great help!" he said smiling. The men led him to the back of the van and opened the doors, the boy peered inside and felt a sudden shove and the back filled with gas that smelled like grapefruit, "Sample taken of air.....substance is....chloroform...urgh.." the boy passed out. The men opened the doors staring at the contraptions on the male, they attempted to take them off without using anything special and of course they didn't, they were attached to the alien until he wanted to take them off. So they left everything on the male and brought him to the slave shop.
He awoke with a start, "Oui what is your name?" a voice boomed, the sound echoed through his head making it throb, "Berach.....Vincent....Moncle." he muttered groggily. He heard somthing snap around his neck and he was roughly handled and thrown into a cage. When his head struck the ground he woke up immediately, "Ow." he muttered sitting up a look of confusion on his face. He stared at the bars that currently held him and then looked down at his watch, he sighed again turning around secluding himself in a dark corner of his cage as he tapped on his watch again, [coloe=mediumblue]"Calculate coordinates." he grunted. Once again a bright white line ran through his eyes small little rivets passing along the line like a heart monitor. He blinked, "Location is currently unknown. You gotta be kidding me!" he growled. He sighed in annoyance and turned the watch off turning back around and crossing his arms. He growled and hissed under his breath. What was he going to do now? HEALTH: [90%]
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:30 pm
Walking along the rows of cages and inspecting the slaves inside for a few brief seconds, most of which he didn't give a second glance because they were men. Thankfully, he came across one such slave, looking inside at the girl's colors and charms. Only two charms and one color matched what he usually purchased. All her other marks told him that she was dangerous and probably not worth the trouble. Maybe he could give it a try, but maybe he should still try to find another just in case. Drake was brought out of thoughts by the smell of blood nearby. He looked over to see a slave covered in blood. "Hmm. I think he's just asleep right now," he said, then looked over at the girl. "What do you think?" he asked. (OOC: Sorry for the bad post. but it's late and I need to go to bed.)
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Nicolai the Necromancer Crew
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:59 pm
Sebastian Montoya Current location: Slave market
Feeling: Apathetic As the minutes passed, Sebastian felt the ache in his limbs beginning to recede. Eventually, he opened his eyes. As he had expected, he saw that he was in a cage, back in the slave market. He sat up, rubbing the back of his head and swearing under his breath. The cage he was in was somewhere near the center of the marketplace - at least, he could see no end to the lines of cages extending in all directions around him.
In a cage nearby, he saw a boy lying in what appeared to be a pool of blood. Sebastian shuddered. I wonder what happened to him? he thought, turning to look in the other direction. A rather attractive woman - clearly not human, as evidenced by her pointy ears - sat with her eyes closed, looking horrified. On another side, a bored-looking young man with white hair sat, gazing idly around the marketplace.
Sebastian sighed. He knew by now that escape from the market was nearly impossible, so it looked like he would have to wait for someone to take interest in him. At the moment, there was only one man in the nearby area, and he was already occupied with one of the women.
He pushed himself up to a sitting position against the bars and closed his eyes. Something interesting will happen soon, I'm sure. Until then, might as well try to sleep or something.Out Of Chips: {}
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:53 pm
"A troublemaker.... .::..::..::..::.. biggrin aisuke Browning:..::..::..::..::.
A teenage boy sat in the middle of a bare cage. He could not be trusted with anything because he would either destroy it or, if it was small enough, he would throw it at the bars of his cage. There were 5 guards around his cage because, if he ever got out, it would take more than just two guards to catch him.
He stood up and stalked over to the cage bars to one of the large guards. "Hey there. You know... You are just a stupid little guard who think he is better than all of he slaves and pets in the cages. Any minute now you'll lose your temper and lash out at me. I know your kind. You act big and you act strong but you are really a crying little girl on the inside." the teenage boy growled at the gaurds because the guard was not responding. Not even a twitch of the eye. He stomped back to the middle of the cage pissed of. "What the ******** do you expect me to do in this damned cage! All these idiot masters will just return me as soon as they take me home! You might as well just let me go!"
He got so angry he started to shift into a white and black wolf. He launchhed himself at the bars of the cage and swiped his paws through the bars but fell to he cage floor. He howled angrily and stalked around the edges of the cage in his wolf form. He wanted to run around in the wild. The boy wanted to have the wind flow through his hair as he dodged trees and chased after his prey. But as long as he was in this cage, being sold as a slave, he would never get to.
The teenager laid back down in the center of the cage in his wolf form. He huffed and rested his head on his paws. His eyes closed trying to calm himself down. ...nothing but the best."
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:14 pm
 ѕєηяιтѕυ ѕυ∂νι¢ ναℓкуяιє ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Location; Slave Market Companion; N/A Mood; Tired Form; Human Senritsu ValkyrieWhite sandy beaches, beautiful and breath-taking in every way. The blue waves crashed against the white shore trying to engulf the white sands as much as possible before retreating back into the vast expanse of water. A cove stood to the wayside away from civilian eyes, the space was guarded by rocks on three sides, no one could see past it, the small cove was calmer then the open space beyond and much quieter. Another wave crashed and from its depths rose a white scaly head, brillant pearl colored scales shined, long ivory horns portruded from blue fur atop the serpent like head and trailed down the length of its body, right along the spine and ended at the tail. White whisker like protrusions stretched out near the serpents pink nose and stretched back to about half the serpents length, the serpent itself was about two to three buses long. The serpent however was only about eight feet tall and three feet wide, a rather nicely sized dragon considering the animal was one of the few of its kind left. A crystal clear blue eye looked over near a crevice where a backpack was strewn, the other remained dark and sightless.
The beast pulled itself onto the shore through the use of its four legs, two in the mid front and two in the mid back, three toes with talons, they resembled chicken legs though these were much stronger then chicken legs. Water moved off the scales easily and the sun shined bright one the serpent, white scales started to peel from the dragons nose suddenly. In a flurry of white scales the dragon was replaced with a naked male with a light tan, bright bleached white hair and two crystal blue eyes the left being darker then the other. The male stood stark naked and sighed, "Sen, you should give up, you won't find them." he muttered to himself. The male shook his still damp hair and moved over to the back pack pulling out his clothing, boxer, jeans and a black button up t-shirt, within a few minutes he had pulled on the cloth he required and well an extra piece, an eye patch. The male tied the black cloth over his blind eye and moved to pick up the back pack, he slung it over his back and turned, "Hopefully the house isn't a mess like last time." he muttered to himself.
Senritsu clawed his way up the rocks crawling over them easily and landing in the soft sand below, he blinked when a couple people noticed a kid came running up to him smiling, "Hey mister! Did you go seashell hunting?" the boy asked. Sen stared at him, "Nope." he grunted passing the kid giving the child no chance to ask another question. Sen moved easily to where a black honda civic was and pulled out keys from his pants pocket clicking a button causing the trunk to open, he walked over and tossed the bag into the trunk before walking back to the car door and opening it hitting the button on the key ring again causing the trunk to close with a robotic whirr. The male soon left the parking lot and headed on his way to his home.
After about a three hour drive the black honda civic pulled into a driveway with a large house, the garage remained seperate. Sen exited from the car and opened the trunk taking his bag out and well of course closing the trunk and walking into his home. It was modern nothing really interesting about it. Sen walked in no need to unlock the door at all considering Ex-cel was here, that man always lurked around no matter what he did, he sighed waiting for that familiar sound. Swish and a sudden flash of white fur, Sen took half a step forward and put out his hand, he caught the feline by the scruff and smirked, "Damned cat." he muttered hugging the animal to him as it purred lightly. He put the feline down and it stalked away quickly hiding in a corner its ears flat down, he dismissed the fact the cat attacked anyone and went straight to the living. A large grimace crossed his face, stuffing and feathers lay about all over the large living room, he growled tossing his bag on the couch before getting down on all fours and starting to pick up the beginning of the big mess the cat had caused.
A few hours later and the house was clean once again and Sen was dead tired, "Damn animal." he muttered to himself. He sighed and started up the stairs only to be stopped by the sound of the house phone, he moaned and waited for the answering machine to pick up. When it did he heard the familiar voice of Jace, he sighed and picked up the phone, "What do you want now?" he growled, "Yikes seems I caught the Viking on a bad day." the cheerful voice of a male came across the phone, "Hurry up, I want to go to bed." Sen muttered, "Well I know you have the terrifying terror there and well you hate cleaning." the male said happily, "And?" Sen muttered his eye closing half way, "Well there is a slave shop you know. I hear they have slaves that clean." Jace said happily. Sen blinked, "And I would care why?" Senritsu muttered.
He heard Jace sigh, "Get one and have him watch the house for you." Jace stated clearly. Sen blinked and gave it some thought, maybe a slave would be good around the house, less for Sen to do and more time to sleep or get the work he needed down. He gave it a moments more thought, "Doesn't sound like a bad idea. I'll check it out, but if I don't find anything I like I'm going to break your legs for wasting my time." Sen said his jaw clenching as he attempted to wake himself up, "Why my legs-" Sen clicked the phone off and tossed it on the couch. He sighed checking the time before turning on his heel and heading out the door, he might as well get this over with now before he took his desperately needed nap. He moved out into the driveway and went over to his car getting in and turning it on, yes Sen went and did things on whims quite often which was the reason he had a car, it was just a simple whim and he hasn't regretted it yet.
Jace had mentioned a slave shop before but Sen had tooken his 'nap' and well forgotten about the conversation only recalling bits and pieces luckily he had the location written down, he was there in record time. He exited his car and well basically entered the slave shop a neutral look on his face, his one crystal clear eye somewhat dull considering he was still sleepy. He had a comfortable bed at home waiting for him, he wanted to get this done swiftly so he can go home, sadly he still didn't know much about slaves. He moved through the rows of cages and looked around somewhat intrigued by all the species one caught his eye he was throwing a horrible tantrum and yelling at a guard before transforming and laying down in the cage. Temperamental, he wondered if he could break a slave who enjoyed getting mad for no reason. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 6:28 pm
"A troublemaker.... .::..::..::..::.. biggrin aisuke Browning:..::..::..::..::.
Daisuke's body tensed sensing a new force. It wasn't your normal vampire or mythical creature. It was different. There was so much power in such a small form he had to see who it was. He slowly opened his eyes Nd saw a boy not much older than himself. He was confused for a second and then he started to chuckle as much as his wolf form would allow.
Daisuke stood up and walked over to the cage in his wolf form but once he got to the bars he changed back into his human form. The boy clothes he had on were ripped and shredded. He whistled trying to get the boys attention. "hey pip-squeak! Over here! I bet you couldnt handle me! If you buy me I bet you will return me in less than 3 days! Daisuke knew he was in way over his head but he wanted to have some fun with the guy.
Daisuke walked around his cage a bit then launched his human form at the bars. He acted like his wolf form to try and scare the boy away. He started to climb the bars so he seemed a bit taller. "come on little boy! I bet you couldn't even tame a kitten! If you tires the kitten would roll over and die laughing! Daisuke wanted to boy to take the bet because he really wanted to be taken home. He knew the boy was not human and he had a lot of power so he thought the boy would try to tame him. He key word is try.
But Daisuke had a change of heart. He was so sick of the cage he just wanted to dig through the concrete and escape. He wanted to try something else to see if it would work.
Daisuke shifted back into his wolf and started to act cute. He rolled around on the ground and chased his tail. He wanted to get out of the cage so badly he would have done backflips for this guy. He crawled over to the cage bars and looked up at the guy with puppy dog eyes. Daisuke whimpered like a puppy. ...nothing but the best."
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:23 pm
ѕєηяιтѕυ ѕυ∂νι¢ ναℓкуяιє ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Location; Slave Market Companion; N/A Mood; Irritated Form; Human Senritsu Valkyrie Senritsu blinked when the boy seemed to notice his presence, and well so far the kid was making a fool of himself in front of the dragon. The kid was whistling and calling him a pip squeak, he was about six feet tall, how was that even close to small? Then again his dragon form could probably devour the kid's form in one gulp, and that honestly did not sound like a bad idea. Irritation filled him and his skin seemed to ripple scales showing and disappearing it was obvious that when his anger got going he would break transformation. He walked towards the cage and stood in front of it, his bright white hair shifting a little, when the boy launched himself at Sen he didn't even falter, the air started to moisten considerably, making it harder to breath, the kid would start to choke in a few minutes.
Then a sudden change in personality happened and the kid started acting like a weird a**, he rolled his eyes. Might as well eat him and get him out of everyones hair, "How much for the shape shifting idiot?" he asked. The guard almost sighed in relief and pointed to a sign, Sen pulled out the amount and handed it to the guard who nodded and opened the cage. Sen looked to the kid, "Lets go fool." he growled an ominous power pushing out, the center being Sen. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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Cyane Ma’tter
