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Zita

Zita made her way through the ales of cages. Many of them appeared empty at the moment because many of the slaves had been moved or purchased. However, that still didn't stop her. The very reason she came to obtain a slave was companion ship, and a slight hope for help to get back at her dim-witted family. She paused at many cages until one in particular caught her eye. Elisia was curled up inside, leaving the food be at its place. Zita examined her closely. She was a little mopey, but then again what slave wouldn't be? A crazy one, that's what.

Zita moved away from Elisia's cage and wondered if this girl would be too closed off to her or think bitterly of her. She did look like a child in any angle, and looked like some valley girl at that. Zita turned away and figured that she'd at least come back to see Elisia again.

As she continued on, she paused at another cage and over heard the man's request for a cigarette. Zita hated smoke, but she could've lived with it if she had to. At least this man, William, was lively. She waited until the guards stepped aside before she approached him. She knelt down and looked deep into his eyes, "Your name, what is it?" she asked in a very small voice. Zita barely even came up to his chest, and looked like some little helpless kid looking for some pet.

Julian

The scent of new people flooded within the halls and reached Julian's nose easily. He looked about at the new faces, the new slaves and masters. He had been through many masters before, none of em were pleasant people. Because of them being so retched, Julian did nothing for them and because he did nothing for them, he often was sent back to this little shop.
Julian's eyes wondered more and more, no one seemed to be interested in him today. He seemed relieved at this.

Taking out a pen and a sheet of paper that he took from one of the guards, he drew what came to mind. Seeing these masters stroll in always made him a nervous wreck. He often tried to pick out the violent owners from the chatter owners. Sometimes, this was difficult for him to do.

"Ugh..." Delphi muttered when she looked at the girl's eyes, viewing the sadness in her eyes. It got to Delphi, because she was a sap for helping people in need or people down. "Amethyst, that's a pretty name. Amethyst, would you like to come with me?" She offered. If the slave had said no, she would just shrug and say 'c'est la vie'. From her pocket she pulled out a dark purple collar. She handed it to Amethyst, hoping she'd take it.

Zita

Zita smiled lightly at the question, "Well then William, tell me a little bit about yourself please." She requested while sitting down in front of the caged door. If this slave was convincing enough, she might side with him and take him in. If not, then surely someone else would have a use for him. He had some manners, which Zita was fond of. Hopefully, he'd keep them through out the conversation. She seemed slightly fascinated on how calm William was. It was rather rare to see someone calm in a place such as this.

Julian

Everyone was conversing with everyone else. It seemed to be, for the most part, friendly chatter. He saw the slaves as lucky to have a possibly good outcome of being purchased. He envyed that luck, and wondered if he'd ever have luck such as that. Julian sighed and leaned back against the cage to examine his drawing. It was of his sister, dear Zita. Unknownst to him, her sister was two halls away, and he missed her dearly.

"Well i am what you call a ; " He he winked his finger to a " " exprestion "Lost child" He said and cougthed "I am, or was a bit of a trouble maker so my foster family kicked me out on the street" He said and rolled his eyes "So after I turned 16 I learned how to live on my own in the street, being a running boy, thanks to my bird-ish attidued the boss I was working on got pissed and sold me in to slavery" he said as he streched his arms.

Zita
"Hmm..." Zita murmured in deep thought. This man was independent and managed to live on his own, but his fault led him to being a slave. It would seem everyone here had a flaw of some sort. "Interesting...Would you cause me any trouble, if I purchased you?..." she asked, keeping a calm and steady tone. If he caused any trouble for her, she'd just leave him here. She needed a dependable person, not some mischievous little monster. She had enough trouble already living up to certain standards. "The only down side I can think of for living with me is, you have to get rid of that," she emphasized by pointing to the cigarette hanging out his mouth. Zita knew many people that had problems with the smell of smoke, her being one of them. Not only was it bad for her health, it was making this mans living condition even poorer then it already is. The only thing she wanted, aside from getting rid of the smoke, was someone to be around to help her.
"Em, I didn't introduce myself, my apologies. I'm Zita Konji, a drow," she informed.

Julian
Everyone was conversing with everyone else. It seemed to be, for the most part, friendly chatter. He saw the slaves as lucky to have a possibly good outcome of being purchased. He envyed that luck, and wondered if he'd ever have luck such as that. Julian sighed and leaned back against the cage to examine his drawing. It was of his sister, dear Zita. Unknownst to him, her sister was two halls away, and he missed her dearly.

Delphi smiled widely as she saw Amethyst put on her collar. She walked back to the front to get the keys for Amethyst. While she was there, she paid for Amethyst and left the money there. She walked back to her new slave. She unlocked the cage door. She didn't want to put a leash on her because it felt demeaning if she did it. She looked at Amethyst. "My name is Delphi, and this is my pet snake, Viper." She introduced. Viper stuck its tongue out at the new slave. "He seems fond of you. If he didn't like you, he would have hissed at you. You can pet him if you like, he won't bite." She added.