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 Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 9:06 pm
After discussing the purchase of a slave with The Mistress, Sason now walked the halls of her esteemed estate/slave shop, accompanied with a guard that was guiding him towards a slave he had picked out. This Aurora had jumped out to him as he looked over his potential purchase. Sason hadn't gone through the effort of finding a new slave in almost 200 years and the solitude was starting to get to him. He had grown lazy and lethargic in the absence of someone to keep him on his toes. Sure the occasional demon outbreak that he had to deal with was entertaining but nothing like a new companion to make a house a home. Rounding the corner, the guard stopped outside a door with a key "Careful sir, she's a perceptive one, she'll know you faster than you can say a word if you let her." The guard warned and opened the door for Sason allowing him to enter while the guard waited outside the door, mainly at Sasons request so he doesn't get lost on the way out. Upon entering the room, Sason stood at the entrance simply out of respect "Aurora? My name is Master Notori, I'd like to speak with you before I bring you with me to my home" he called out trying to spot the rooms inhabitant. Sason could feel the demonic energy in the air and could only assume she could feel his, after all he was one of the most powerful demons to walk the earth and he was barely trying to hide his pressence. The fact he couldn't find her immediately had him worried and intrigued all at once.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 9:40 pm
 ❝ Words whispered through prison bars lose their charm. ❞  ╔ ╔
This is what it had come to. Aurora was once again in a market place, awaiting her fate at the hands of a new master. The question now was who might come for her. Although perhaps she hoped that no one would come for her. This shop was actually rather nice, not at all like some of the others she had seen. Instead she was given a room, a whole room to herself, with a bathroom. Upon arriving she had taken advantage of such things. A long shower easing the soft ache in some of her muscles, though not completely ebbing the pain. The demon blood was making slow work of it all, though faster than her human blood could have managed. Under the stream of water Aurora was able to reassess the scars that she would continue to carry, knowing the ones that would fade within the next day or so. The small bruises, mostly from her most recent owners’ hands around her arm, were of slight discoloration. The woman had one hell of a grip, Aurora would give her that. Though finding out that your slave was sleeping with your son might give one a small bit of an adrenaline boost.
Having spent her last night in the previous house locked in a closet nearly anything would have been a welcomed sight. So at the moment Aurora was content in the canopy bed. Shoeless feet hung above the floor, covered only in the pair of tights she still wore. A run in the tights ran from just below the knee up under the skirt on her right leg. The outfit was that of her old uniform; her last mistress saying she didn’t even want it back after all that had happened. The black and white maid’s outfit was of any standard style one might find. Black knee-length dress, where every seam ended in lace. The sleeves, the scoop of the neck, the bottom hem, it was all lined with the crap. Silver buttons lined the front of the dress, a white apron draped across the bed beside her as she was no longer in need of the thing. It too was frilly and much too girly for her favor. White was tied into other places upon the dress, the lacing of the back, a tie around the waist, a bit of tool to poof out the skirt.
No this wasn't too bad. Surely they would feed her three meals a day. Slaves were of little use when malnourished. One hand lifted from the sheets to pull at the collar around her neck, this she hated the most. It made her think though, and as she still needed to brush her hair she went back to the bathroom for a moment. From the mirror she caught sight of the colors, of the charms, but they meant little to Aurora in way of meaning. Every shop was different, though she knew it was all a code, and the masters had the key. These things were never right anyway, well...perhaps they were never fully right. The damn thing was tight though, and no matter how much she pulled the thing wouldn't give. Giving up for the sake of handling the brush, Aurora began the process of coming the long locks. As she was nearly done with the ritual the sound of her door opened. It could not be another meal, for the last one had come just recently, which meant it would have to be a master. Maybe if she did not answer him he would leave her alone in search of a different slave and she could stay in this shop, in this room, a bit longer. No work to do, no one to answer to, it would be nice for at least a while longer.
A voice called out her name then, and with it the full force of his demonic strength. He already knew her, had been briefed, was already planning on taking her away. Setting down the brush and running her hands through her damp hair she turned and left the bathroom to face the man who had intruded upon her space. Making her way to the bed she took him in, he who still stood in the doorway, this Notori. Sitting amongst the sheets once more, Aurora set her teal eyes to his, "You sound sure that you will be taking me. What then is there to speak of?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 9:55 pm
Sasons response to her seemingly contempt filled remark was a light chuckle and a slightly playful smirk. He had never met a slave, or anyone for that matter who even in her position had power and will in her voice. Sason had not yet passed the opening threshold into her domain until she welcomed him in. His long life taught him that respecting another can go a long way, he only hoped it was the same case here. Sason pulled his long silver hair behind his ears and let it settle against his neck, this allowed a few of the scars the covered his torso to poke out from under his collar. This demons red eyes met her before he bowed, eyes still locked onto hers, when he spoke it was kind but still held fathomless power "I do fully intend to bring you with me regardless but I'd still like to properly meet you and maybe know you a little more than what your files say" he said rising from his bow and stuffing the pockets of his finely tailored black dress pants as he awaited a response and took in the sight of her. He had read a little bit about her past masters as part of her file and could see why her past masters kid had taken a fancy of jer, hell he might as well at this point. Shaking off the thoughts of his incubus mind he returned his attention to this interesting woman infront of him
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 10:12 pm
He was quite clearly unfazed by her, which he had good reason to be. He was much more powerful than she, and they both were aware of that fact. Aurora was after all only a half demon, and her powers were more in sight than skill. Not that such things did not have their benefits, but in a match of brute strength in did one little good. He had not come forward though, which she did find interesting, it was as though he was waiting for something, though what she could not be entirely sure. Privacy and respect were not exactly things that Aurora was used to, or recognized so easily anymore. So to his bow she could only give him a small nod in return, as though accepting his greeting.
Now it was her turn to laugh as he stated his intentions, "Oh yes, the files. I'm sure they are full of interesting little tidbits." Her hand went to her collar once more, a finger running across the leather, knocking the charms as she went. "And I'm sure it also explains all of this." Pushing herself off the bed, her steps were quiet, nearly non existent with the absence of shoes as she came closer to him, only to stop a few steps away. Just how certain was he on taking her with him? Could she still persuade him otherwise? It might depend on what it was that had intrigued him about her in the first place. Now closer Aurora noted just how nice his clothing looked, not a wrinkle in sight. "What more do you think you'll find out about me besides what's already been documented?" Just a touch, that's what she would need to set her powers on him. Sure her strengths were dampened in this place, but she had been picking up things around the room earlier and got bits and pieces from the last few slaves who must have occupied the space. With him in arms reach, certainly a touch would provide her with something.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 10:33 pm
Sason smiled softly and walked into the room, despite his shoes his steps were just silent as silent as hers. His red eyes seemed to glow in the lighting, they hid a curiosity for her and a life time of secrets of his own. He was able to get a closer look at her at this point and she looked as stunning as she did on her picture in her file. Her questioning of his motives only made him chuckle in amusement "how about telling me something about yourself, the file made you seem a little boring yet dangerous, but I don't get that feeling from you. But if you distrust me then why don't you use that gift of yours to see the 'real' me" he says as he holds his hand out to her. He didn't have anything to hide but having her see everything that was him might make her trust him more, or show the power he possessed. Either way it would be better to have most of his secrets out in the open, we'll his tame ones at least
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 10:57 pm
"You contradict yourself. How can a person be both boring and dangerous. Doesn't the danger make a person quite the opposite of boring?" The fact that he was so willing to let her use her power on him, made her a little unsure on if she should or not. Yet, his hand was out for the taking, and she would be lying if she had said she didn't want to know who he was. Aurora thought about it for a moment, and decided it could do her no harm in looking into him. Though she did not know what she would be able to read, or how well she would be able to control things, here in the room. None of this though deterred her from wanting to give it a try.
Reaching out with both of her hands she took his and turned it so that her thumbs were side by side on top of his hand, and facing upwards. Instantly Aurora's eyes closed and then it started. A barrage of little clips, none that she could keep up with in her limited control. Against the backdrop of her eyelids pieces of his life played out like a movie. A movie that had no real plot and was actually only small pieces. Women, numerous women, all along different times of the human world, there dresses changing with the styles, and the feeling of love, but that feeling shifted at some point. There was no telling when or with who, it was just a subtle shift that Aurora couldn't even be sure about. It was like a slideshow on high speed, nothing stayed around long enough for Aurora to explore, and there was so much more than she was seeing. There was no guiding it, numerous lifetimes of memories floated by, most unable to be explored until finally it was too much and Aurora had to let go.
It took her a second after she told herself to let go and when it actually happened. Taking a step back, her hands falling away from his, she kept her eyes closed a moment longer to keep the dizziness at bay. Slowly her lashes fluttered, giving way to the almost teal eyes, while her chest tried to regain control of her breathing. Seeing his past as she had, along with the feeling of his true nature and power had left her without her breath. It wasn't normal, but it had happened a few times before. Immortals were tricky, and if Aurora was not careful around them, when glimpsing them, she could get lost there.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 11:11 pm
Sason held a hand out ready to catch her in case her dizziness didn't pass. "Did you see what you wanted?" He asked after making sure she was alright. That love that faded was when his wife was murdered by his first slave and his friend. No matter the circumstance she was murdered by his servants hand through her heart right in front of him. Afterwards no other woman had ever been able to fill that hole or quell that anger. Thinking about it made his demonic energy flare up, the pressure from it comming off in waves like the after shock of an earthquake. If this went on much longer he'd end up destroying something. Taking a deep breath Sason managed to calm himself and bring his pressure waves to a minimum. Interistingly he found that while she was reading him he got a glimpse of her, the scars and the lifestyle that caused them. This gave Sason exactly what he wanted, someone who isn't either a mindless servant who simply wants pleasure to to please him, or a bomb waiting to blow and kill their master. This made Sason smile and he stood tall and proud before bowing "Aurora I've fully decided I'd like to take you home with me. I won't try to prove that I'm a nice guy, in fact you may see I'm far worse than anything you've ever seen. But what I won't do is intentionally harm you, that doesn't mean you won't get hurt however. All I ask is for loyalty, and maybe respect, give me that and I'll give you more than this Estate could ever offer you" he says standing up, one look at his eyes would show he had no intention of backing g down now
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 11:39 pm
There was so much to process, it was impossible to do so. It would take many touches to really understand what she saw, to piece together the clips of his life that passed through the touch. But it would only ever be his side, he would have to meet the people in his memories to know how they felt in any given situation. Aurora could only take from a person what they knew, or what they thought they knew, and nothing more. There was no answer to his question though. Seeing as she did not know what she wanted to see in the first place, there was no way to know if she had seen it at all. Besides, little sense had come from any of it. The equivalence would have been as if he flipped through a photo album, while she watched on.
In the moments that they stood there, his temper flared. His energy carrying it to her, as though a warning. To what, she could not know, perhaps a memory or moment which he thought she might have seen. So much of him was left to be uncovered, this was just the tip of the very deep mountain. Her breathing was still heavy, though slowly making it's way back to normal as he bowed and professed that his mind was all made up. Was this all he thought getting to know each other meant? "You can ask for it. It does not mean you will get it. Loyalty must be freely given, and respect must be earned." He did not need her power to see that she would be distrusting to the general populace, especially those in a state of being able to call themselves masters.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 12:21 am
Sason nods and slides his hands back into his pockets. Turning on his heel he slowly walks towards the door "and maybe during your stay with me I'll be able to see the real you, after all, trying to maintain such a tough front is hard." He says as though he knows from experience. He stops at the door and turns to look at her "I cannot request loyalty or respect if I force you from this room, so I wont. I ask you, will you come with me?" He says kindly, the piercing gaze of his eyes softening. In his mind Sason hoped she would come, if for no other reason then for him to truly get to know her. Maybe by giving her the taste of freedom he can offer, maybe she'll open up to him. The prospect sounded fun and was a welcome challenge to be able to pull apart this woman's shell and she what really makes her tick, what makes her so strong and willful despite this environment she is in. If she choses to come with him he'll make quick work getting them to his manor. The main house itself is only a little smaller than the estate the shop is in, but just as grand. Sason had spent 3 years building it himself ajd ensuring it would last a life time. It was his prized gem and would hopefully give her some peace knowing that despite his dangerous nature, she would be safe in the manor
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 5:54 pm
He wasn't doing too bad, but he had to know that she would remain skeptical. After all she had seen the act before, and it would be foolish of her to trust so quickly in his words. Words meant nothing, actions proved everything. And while, up to this point, he had been kind enough, there had been others before him who coaxed her into a feeling of hope, that this one would be different, only to have it crashing down around her as she entered a new home. First nights were usually pleasant, seeing as neither of them knew each other yet. Then you found things you disliked about the other person, things you couldn't stand in some cases. The scars of such were still on various places around her body, and across her mind, and across her heart.
Her jaw clenched for a moment at a memory that was quickly tucked back away, locked inside a box. He spoke in absolutes, but ended it all in a question, as though there was a choice, when both of them knew there was none. He had come in speaking of taking her, which meant an agreement had probably already been made. They both knew that if she did not go willingly then the guard would be more than ready to supply a leash and drag her out. Aurora wasn't ready to give either of them the satisfaction, plus she despised leashes. Perhaps his hope in kindness to soften her would make it easier to escape later.
Aurora did not know what he expected to find behind her walls, there wasn't much left anymore. When a person is told what to do for so long, not allowed to think, some things just sort of fall away. All slaves were in some way damaged, whether others could see it or not. She stood for a moment, still in her place as he went toward the door, awaiting her decision, her own movement. Turning from him she slid into her shoes, a pair of mary janes, and huffed. "If not you it'll just be someone else. Guess I shouldn't have expected to stay long anyway."
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 7:48 pm
Sason smiled and opened the door for her, being the gentleman that he was. The guard held the paperwork that gave her to him. Anyone could see that he hadn't even started to fill it out despite a signature. Sason had chosen to wait in the odds she said no. Walking back towards the exit Sason filled out the paperwork and still made every turn without really looking. By the time they got to the ejtrance, Sason had filled out the paperwork and a check that covered her purchase. Sason then walked outside like he didn't have a care in the world. They walked towards Sasons Cadillac which Sason unlocked via remote. He didn't have a chauffeur and drove himself around. Opening up bother the passenger and the back doors Sason waited "take your pick" he said smiling sweetly. With the way Sason acted one would suspect he was either royalty or had plenty of slaves to wait on him, only one was the case however
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 8:47 pm
Crossing into the hallway first allowed Aurora to witness the exchange of paperwork. Though he had never said it outright, he had nearly implied it, and at the very least let her believe that everything was already sorted out. Her lips pursed for a moment as the guard and her new found master crossed in front of her leading the way out. The door to the room was already closed, no way back; the only way out by going forward. With limited options it was all she could do to follow the pair through the winding hallways.
Outside of the building brought Aurora to a pause for a moment. Her eyes closed and she took a deep breath. Something others often took for granted...just being outside, not surrounded by a set of four walls without the freedom to break them down or escape them. He walked toward a car, still confident that she was following. In her state she would not get far fast. Besides that, he would very easily catch her if such thing were the case. She needed a little more time, and a good distraction. Unfortunately Aurora had no idea where it was he would take her. To his house probably, but just how far was that? And where was it in relation to other things? Two doors were opened to her then, a semblance of a choice. Slipping past him into the passenger seat, Aurora waited for him to close the door and round the car to enter himself.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 9:49 pm
Sason smiled seeing her walk up to the car ajd climb into the passengers seat. After quietly closing both doors he walked around and climbed behind the wheel himself. After starting up the car with a purr of the engine, Sason quickly pulled out and headed for home, which was about a 2 hour drive from the estate. Sason pulled into the gravel path of his estate ajd went to open her door. The estate was certainly impressive, the large white walls gave it and ethereal appearance and the pillars made it look powerful and regal. After opening her door Sason smiled "welcome to my humble abode" he says softly
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:40 am
They said little for the drive, and Aurora busied herself by looking out the window, watching the world outside go on as it always did. The drive wasn't too long, though it probably would have gone by faster were they in the company of a person who was comfortable to speak with. The few hours gave her time to think though, on many things, and thankfully in that time she was interrupted by few visions. It seemed that not many had road in the seat that she was in, leaving little to be picked up on. Just being outside of the slave shop had heightened her senses back to normality, which allowed her to feel her new masters strength in a new way.
The sound of gravel brought Aurora out of her most recent line of thought to look out the front windshield and take in the rather large estate that was now to be her place of residence. It could not possibly be just him alone in such a place, which would hopefully mean other staff, which always made things a little bit easier. Before she could do it herself, he was around the car and pulling open her door. Setting her gaze on him for a moment she then set her feet on the ground and lifted herself up out of the car. Humble probably wasn't the first word Aurora would have used to describe the place. Grand, maybe, massive...sturdy...just to name a few. But not humble. "Is it just you? Why something so...big?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:56 am
Sason chuckled as he closed the door and looked at his estate "I built this place when I first started living in the overworld. It used to be full of guests that would come see the demon king and his queen, so I made it big enough to accomodate. I still have staff that help keep it in order but all of them are simply there for the money so they tend to leave me alone" he says smiling but pain can be felt in his gaze as he pulls a remote from his pocket and presses a button that alerts the staff in charge of vallet. A pair of low 20 year old men run out to move the car to the garage near the end of the building. One of the men was about Sasons size and equally fit, his shaggy blonde hair had to be constantly brushed from his face as he ran. The man smiled casually as he ran by the two of them and took Sasons keys and climbed behind the wheel, starting up the car just as the other ran up. The other guy was taller than Sason and equally as fit; Sason liked to keep his staff in shape ajd healthy. The second staff had short black hair and matching eyes. His face was a bit more impassive and seemed slightly annoyed of the younger man's cheerful abnoxious nature. Sason smiled as the two started to move his car which left him the time to lead Aurora inside and give her the tour "shall we?" He says softly
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