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 Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 6:54 pm
 Rose Byrne Rose screamed and struggled against him, crying the whole time. She had thought her master was kind and would not force her to do such things. She did not remember being so scared in her life before, but that was because she had spent just about all her life in a cage.
Rose sobbed as everything happened. "Is this what my whole life is to be? From one sort of cage to another? I don't want this life..." she thought, her mind withdrawn completely in on itself. She no longer even felt the water of the pool.... "I don't ever want to see him again..." she thought to herself, determined to keep her eyes shut and not make things easy for him.
OoC: It's fine. smile I hope this post was alright.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 7:31 pm
 Gracelyn hummed softly as she cooked. Completely unaware of the event outside. She worried silently on how Matt was doing today as he hadn't been as excited to perform on the second day. Maybe he needed someone to talk to? She shook her head, no she shouldn't meddle. Her mind wandered to Rose, Gracelyn hoped she had done well enough She finished sauteing vegetables, laying them neatly on a baking tray before seasoning them and putting them in the oven. Her pet was curled up on her gloves, its big eyes open and watching her. It was such an odd little animal. It liked vegetables raw but not cooked, refused meat and got very upset when she had opened the fridge. She washed her hands before laying the cooked ham on a cutting board and slicing it apart. She glances over at the sauteing, thinly slicked chicken and hummed- it was hard cooking frozen food. Fresh was much better for you, she wondered if it would be alright to talk about that with their master. She wondered for a moment where he was, then shook her head. If he wanted her- he'd most certainly seek her out. ((OOC: I'm reading along, just had a busy weekend with no access to easy typing
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 7:43 pm
ஜ ஒ ண- -இ ஆ ௰
Marius fought as hard as Rose, and harder. His massive figure easily overpowered her after a few minutes of struggle. When he satisfied himself, he left the girl slave soak in the water, tossled and drained. He didn't feel the least bit filled with remorse. She belonged to him, and he could do as he pleased. Though, she may not be able to perform that night, Marius didn't care. He left the pool after he was finished and headed to his room to shower and dress.
When he was finished, he headed to the kitchen where he had smelled something wonderful cooking. He found Gracelyn at the stove, preparing some breakfast food. It was then he smelled something else. Something faint, but it was definitely another thing. He looked around the room and, before anything, he saw what he had smelled. It was a small furry creature that sat contently on one of Grace's gloves munching happily on a carrot.
"What is that small thing? And where had it come from? It's so petite and fluffy. And may I say, I do believe this is the first time I've seen you with your gloves off. Let me see your hands."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 7:58 pm
Rose Byrne Rose shivered and sobbed in the pool for a little after Marius had left. When she finally felt the strength to go back to her room, she clambered from the pool and slowly walked there, wincing a little. He had most certainly not been gentle with her, and she knew she would have some bruises. She did her best to keep silent as she headed to her room.
When Rose reached her room, she locked the door and went to her bathroom, filling the tub with warm water. She then sat on the toilet and cried. She hated it here now and felt violated. But she still didn't want to leave. The cages were horrible, worse than this. When the tub was finally filled, she eased her aching body into the hot water and curled up in it.
Rose lay in the tub until the water was cold. When she started shivering, she switched to a shower and scrubbed her body thoroughly. She then got out and dressed. She was hungry, but did not want to risk running into him. It wasn't long before her hunger won out over her stubbornness and she went off to find herself some food.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:07 pm
OOC I'm sorry I not posted I guess I lost interest has autisim so..and I'm busy writing a book.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:16 pm
She gasped softly, jumping at the sound of his voice. He was so quiet! It took her a moment to find her voice. She adjusted the white scarf, the musky scent wafting from it- she loved the camphor smell. She glanced at her little pet and blushed softly. " He was a gift from a guest, she answered softly. The little animal looked at Marius, tilting its little head to the side and eyeing him. It flicked its little fluffy tail before going back to eating its carrot. At his request for her hands, Gracelyn bit her lip. She didn't want to. Not at all. She shook her head slightly, taking a step back. She should have left her gloves on to cook- but they would have become dirty. What appetite she had was slowly disappearing. But it was what he wanted. The little animal chattered at Marius, hopping onto the counter and fluffing at him. She cooed to creature, smiling softly, " No, Cutie. It's okay. He- it's his will." The creature flicked it's tail and watched silently. Gracelyn held out her hands to him. Her nails were short and well maintained, fingers long and thin. The porcelain skin marred with intricate scarring. As if different cutting utensils and some rough had been tested on skin rather than on leather for their sharpness. Something done over and over for a long time. The faintest of scarring along her small wrists- something tried once and never again. She bit her lip, visibly shaking.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:33 pm
ஜ ஒ ண--இ ஆ ௰
Marius chuckled at the small thing's fluffy defense mechanism. He hissed playfully and the thing went back to its meal. When Gracely offered her hands, he took them in his.
"My word, what have you done to yourself? Or rather, what has been done to you?" Marius eyed her hands with much interest. So delicate a being with such brutal markings upon her flesh. He felt her shake and he withdrew his hands, leaving hers to her being.
"I'm sorry. Your past is your past. I must not intrude. So, what have we for breakfast?"
Marius took his index finger and patted the small rodent playfully while checking out the stovetop's contents. It looked delicious. Marius fixed some flutes of mimosa's with breakfast.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:46 pm
Rose Byrne Rose walked through the house for awhile, taking her time in heading to the kitchen. The smell of roses surrounded her since all her things were rose scented. She was also wearing her dress with the embroidered red roses on it. Sighing, she continued to wander. She could hear voices in the kitchen, and didn't want to face Marius yet.
Despite not wanting to see Marius, after a while of wandering, Rose was starving. "I suppose I have no choice... It's starve and avoid, or eat and be around him..." Silently, Rose headed to the kitchen. She didn't know how to cook, so she would probably have to ask Marius or Gracelyn to cook her something.
Rose came into the kitchen sooner than she wanted to. She said nothing to Marius and instead waved to Gracelyn. She then began looking for some meatless food she could eat, avoiding going near him or even speaking to him. She wondered if Gracelyn would notice....
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:52 pm
She answered softly, preparing the plates with well practiced ease. She wrapped the thinly sliced meat around the crisp, juicy vegetables and the slivers of ham. " I made... many mistakes when I was young. Father thought it the best way for me to remember," she held out a neatly towered and garnished plate to him. She offered him a gentle smile, her tone soft and gentle, " But I... that is over and I am here with you now, Sir. I have nothing to fear any longer." She spotted Rose immedietly. Gracelyn put her gloves back on. Serving did not require bare hands. She... was she walking oddly? Perhaps the dancing had been more strenuous than believed. She smiled to Rose and held out a plate with only the crisp vegetables. Her voice honey and satin for her fellow servant, " Hello, Rose. Did you sleep well?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:59 pm
Rose Byrne Rose smiled softly when Gracelyn handed her the food. It was so kind of her to do so. She took it and spoke, her voice hoarse from all the screaming and crying earlier. "Thank you Gracelyn.... I slept... Well I suppose..."
Rose quickly sat at the table and began to eat. "Moving hurts so much... And all the walking around I did earlier isn't helping at all..." she thought as she ate. She felt close to tears again and looked down as she ate, hoping nobody would notice the stray tear that managed to slip out.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 9:23 pm
Gracelyn's blond brows furrowed. Why was Rose so hoarse? Had she been this hoarse yesterday and Gracelyn had not noticed? No. No this was new. Gracelyn would have left their master to his own care. He had his food after all. If he wanted more, he would say so or command as such. A thought crossed Gracelyn's mind but she shook it away. She poured the girl a cup of warm tea and set it on the table beside her. Very gently Gracelyn pressed her wrist against Rose's forehead. She felt warm, looked flushed. Was it possible Rose was sick? " Here I just made this tea. Drink it slowly. Are you feeling alright, Rose? You're not feeling ill are you?" Gracelyn's dark eyes shone with pure concern, her voice not nagging but sweet and mothering. Seeing the tear, she gently reached to wipe it away, " What's wrong? I'm sorry... am I... am I being pushy?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 4:46 am
Rose Byrne Rose was grateful for the tea and sipped at some before she replied, her voice a little better. "It isn't you who is pushy Gracelyn... And I am not ill, I hope..." She sipped some more tea and continued to eat, struggling to not burst into tears at any moment.
OoC: I would have posted more, but I just woke for school so this is all I can think of to post for now.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 7:43 am
ஜ ஒ ண--இ ஆ ௰
Marius graciously accepted the plate from Gracelyn and followed behind Rose to the table and began to eat. He eyed his young slavegirl with narrowing eyes. His business is his own, the entire house need not know what his desires are. It was always inevitable though, slaves talking amongst slaves and such. Marius knew it wouldn't be long before the two managed to divulge in the morning's events, but he also knew they wouldn't do it in front of him for fear of something else happening.
Marius was generally a well-mannered owner, but if he wanted something, he took it without question. And chasing Rose, it excited him. Marius caught the last bit of conversation between the two blossoming friends.
"It isn't you who is pushy Gracelyn..." Marius cleared his throat in such a way to warn Rose to cease speaking.
"Breakfast was lovely, Gracelyn," Marius said as he finished his plate. "I have some things I need to attend to today with Matt. You and Rose shall be left to your own devices until I return by dinner time. And Rose, I do hope you feel better today. I need you well for this evening."
Marius stood and left his plate to be taken care of by his housemates. He finished off his drink, set that on the table too, and headed up to Matt's room. He didn't knock, only simply walked inside and briskly shook awake the sleeping being on the bed.
"Awake, young magician. We're leaving shortly."
Marius left without another word and headed to his business room where he had left his tablet from the previous night. He sent message to a pilot in the oasis and requested transport within the hour. Marius had recieved an offer via email at last night's performance. One of the guests who was present offered to buy the magician for a hefty price. Marius, of course, began negotiations. The man who wanted him was another slaver, and possibly felt he could earn a better price on Matt's head. When they agreed on a price, Marius promised delivery that day.
He was going to sell Matt.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 3:17 pm
Rose Byrne Rose kept her face turned away from Marius, trying her best to not hear him, see him, or even notice his presence, which he made nearly impossible with him clearing his throat at her then speaking as he left. As soon as he was gone, she sighed and visibly relaxed, beginning to eat more of her food, her appetite hitting her full force.
Rose smiled at Gracelyn. "You are a good cook. I wish I knew how." she said sweetly, sipping at her tea occasionally. "So, is the little fuzz ball? He's so cute..." Rose couldn't help but be jealous of Gracelyn. She herself loved cute things like this creature, and she couldn't help but want one for herself, or at least something cute and fluffy.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 7:28 pm
She was happy for the compliment from their master. A small blush appearing across the top of her nose as she whispered a thank you. Her little pet springing and gliding to her shoulder and nuzzling under her cheek. She watched him leave the room and bit back a sigh at his dishes. It was his right to leave them. She wondered what he was going to do with Matt. She hoped he wasn't in trouble, Matt seemed very nice afterall. She cleared away Marius dishes. She'd forgotten to make enough for herself, but that was alright. A plate waited for Matt, perhaps their master would let him come eat before their tasks. She smiled at Rose, " I would happily teach you if you would like." Gracelyn had learned from the servants in her fathers home, it would not be hard to teach Rose. She held out her pet for Rose to see, a small wafting of camphor wafting about from the movement, " This is Cutie. The guest from last night gave him to me in the scarf." The little animal chattered and fluffed up adoringly.
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