Slave Shop

[virgo2591]

Eagerly she followed him on all fours remembering to stay close to his left side.  

[deletepls10101010]

Mute sat cross legged in her cage. She rested her tiny head against the cold metal bars and starred olut blankly. It seamed that everyone in the entire room looked miserable! Mute wanted to smile and be happy, so that everyone else would follow along and be happy. Mute attempted to smile, but she got many stares and whispers around her. Mute sighed and took her head off the bars and rested them on her hands instead. Mute looked out hoping thta soon, really soon she would get to go to a new home and go to the park with her master, and have fun with her master and be happy in their nice home.

 

[sephix]

Zeke sat cross legged in front of a cage. A black haired female sat upon the other side playing with his ropes. As he spoke he smiled looked upon her pretty looks and fair skin. Zeke was about six foot tall. Though his black hair was tied up it reached half way down his back. His right arm was slightly more shiny that the other. Almost a plastic sheen over the skin. This arm coiled electricity from the core and sparked slightly. He let the girl touch the rope then sparked it with static electricity. She giggled constantly after getting a little shock and stared at him through the bars.

"Come to take me home today Zeke" she smiled. Her striped collar shimmering in the dull light that streamed through a window in her corner.
"Not today Brevyn. Maybe next time. You know I'm looking for an extra special girl or boy" Zeke laughed and poked the cage slightly as she licked the end of his finger.
"But Zeke...you promised..." she whined and looked up through the cage with puppy eyes.
"No. I said if you didn't have someone in a year I would come rescue you" he laughs gently and rubs her head slowly.
"It has been a week". Brevyn looked up and whimpered.
"It hasn't been long enough. You will find someone better. Best not to look for the first one you find. But maybe the best one." He smiled and began walking up and down the cages. One of the wires that wrapped around his arms sparked gently on the floor as Brevyn sighed and looked out of the cage sadly.

(( I RP both Zeke and Brevyn. Brevyn is my slave to RP. And Zeke is the master I RP))  

[Caos_Antracitus]

Boots clack and clank as he enteres. An aray of belts hanging from under and over his coat. His trench coat, runs under what appears to be hide armor, that is placed together in several layers. His elbows appear to have turtle shell armor padding and his left shoulder appears to have partial tutrle shell padding. His right has coral armor, that seems to move ever so slightly. Hair spiked up and back, brown, with a green set of goggles wrapped around his head. His platinum eyes focus on the cages, and the slaves and fingerless gloves grip the bag of holding in hand.

Was he really going to do this...?

His coat flapped behind him as he moved forward, hammer and lute hanging on his back perfectly attached to his armor. His eyes moved over the slaves, feeling boht compassion and a desire to tug at their leashes viciously. It was a strange sensation indeed, but in the end he had to choose up to three... Well he didn't have to, but it would make things easier on his travels if he had one. Both for companionship, and for the things that come during the nighttime hours. His eyes settled softly one by one. Not the cruel look of a master, as many had seen in the past.

"The question ultimentally becomes. Who should I choose..." his fingers moved to his chin and rubbed them lightly.

( http://zathina-mage.deviantart.com/art/Crie-Sketches-96970882 The one with the hammer is the one here)  

[Delirium_Demon_Nezu]

Those ears perched in the sliver stands, twitched softly as her eyes fell on the man speaking to himself. Her brow raised every so slightly as her eyes tore themselves from him and back onto the lock to her cell. That fluffy tail swished about more quickly as she watched him. He seemed to be looking for something and seeing how she didn't have much else to do, she decided he would entertain her.

She slowly rose from her position, allowing her cloak to fall from her form and spill to the floor. Her weight shifted softly between her hips as she padded her way over to the bars. A soft smirk crossed her lips as she slowly slid her arms around the bar, her bangs shielding the devious gleam in her eyes.

A low purr erupted from her as she slowly wrapped her arms more deeply around the bars, leaning against then in an affectionate way. Nuzzling her head against a bar softly as if trying to scratch an itch behind her ear. The fluff she called a tail, swayed slowly to a fro as her bangs did a superb job of shielding her eyes.  

[Caos_Antracitus]

His eyes lifted, and at first he was looking at Muffin. His eyes looked at how pitiful she was, how tormented it looked to be in there. Then his ears caught something. The purr of someone of the slaves. His eyes turned to her as she moved affectionatly against the bars, almost seeming to be trying to. His skills at social deception paid off, and he knew this tactic. She wanted his attention, and no one elses. He stepped over slowly, boots clanking on the floor, before he kneeled down infront of her cage. Looking her over.

She seemed to fit the bill well, his eyes rolling over her body, then to her cage. Where was the price? He had been to so many lands that he wasn't sure how to seek out purchase of this individual. His eyes finally turned to the keeper of the shop, "How Much for this one?" he asked.

The man replied and in moments the two were haggling. Crie seeming to be intent on the cat women. In moments of discussion, it was clear the interaction was finishing. Crie's hand lifted out and placed gold coins in the mans hands. The man paused and looked at the forieghn cash a moment before realizing just how much it was actually worth in this land. The man rushed toward the Cage, "Here let me help you sir." what would normally be a cruel slave owner, was suddenly all behind helping Crie out. It had to be the unusual amount of cash Crie simply carried on him. As the cage door opened Crie spoke...

"What is your name?"  

[Delirium_Demon_Nezu]

The clacking of the keys against the cell doors excited her in ways no one would imaged, her heart quicken though her body didn't seem to show any of it, besides her tail. With the final twist of the key, the cell door swung open as the infatuated shop keep freed her. A soft smirk crossed her lips as she slowly slid from the bar she was leaning on. slowly she made her way to him, her bangs shielding the devious gleam in her eyes.

She stopped only a foot away from him, her head bowed slightly as she spoke. "Sky" Her voice was low and honey thick as it spilled from her lips. Her tail swished smoothly about as her hands found their way to her hips before slowly slipping to her sides. Her purr was soft and still spilling from her lovely throat as she stood before him, waiting.  

[Caos_Antracitus]

He smiled looking over her, the way she stood. She was so obediant, it made things alot easier. He wouldn't have to deal with the annoying and constant beatings most slave owners had to do. He looked at her a moment then to the keep who shut the door. He took a nod and moved to apply a leash to her neck. "Come along now." he smiled, "Sky, I'm Crie Kris'alis Snillor." he introduced himself as he moved to leave.

The question ultimentally would be what was she good at and what was she not good at..? He needed skilled individuals for his travels, though she appeared that she may only have the skills of what comes at later hours. In any case it'd work out. Hopefully.

"What have you been trianed to do, if anything...?" he asked her simply. His eyes keeping a kind yet commanding nature to them.  

[deletepls10101010]

Mute sat back in her cage and listened to all the rattling noiceing and crying of slaves. She sighed and cuddled herself into a little ball. When in that little ball she started to fall asleep. She hugged herself trying to keep warm in her cage, even though most of the slaves there were told not to wear much clothing. They said that if you didn't wear that much, the more chance of a master buying you, but none the less Mute fell asleep cuddled in a ball the the middle of her cage.

 

[Fatal When Swallowed]

Lora walked into the shop, it was very quiet and silence had filled the air. It was late in the afternoon, and rarely any one was here looking around. She took off her sunglasses, and folded them away.
"Let's see if there's any luck." She said lightly to herself. She walked down the rows, scanning through the cages which most were empty. A light clicking of her heels on the hard floor echoed through the rows.  

[wrath of the black flame]

Dalmar steped inside of the shop dark and grimm as usual. It was not realy his fault though, he was a drow after all. It is realy difficult to look happy with red eyes and blackish skin. But alas atleast he was smiling, for today was the day he would be picking up a pet although he was a little confused on what he wanted. Though he did know one thing he wanted some one that was not human.  

[Rose_DW]

The little vampire had been in the dark corner of her cage for the longest time until she saw two masters come into the store, both a male and a female. She slowly crawled out of the light and to the front of her cage. She put her face between the bars and her hands grabbing the bars. She was eager to see who would go home today. Slaves came and went all the time, even she did, but she always seemed to have the most trouble with being picked...or being kept. Her gray eyes followed the two masters.  

[Fatal When Swallowed]

Lora's eyes fell into a certain cage, with an eager-looking figure inside. She couldn't help but smile lightly and then knelt down to look at the figure. "Naturally curious?" She asked, with a small smile, in a joking tone.  

[Rose_DW]

The girl was taken a bit aback when one of the master knelt to her cage. "No-Well, I just..." she stopped when she saw the female master smile at her. Kristina smiled back, feeling stupid about her stuttering. "Oh, it was a joke," she said lightly, her eyes meeting the ground.