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 Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 12:37 pm
Ｗａｒｒｅｎ Ｅｌｄｅｎ Ｄａｎｉｅｌｓ Warren stood in his cage, back leaning agents the bars his arms crossed over his chest, one foot crossed behind the other. His head leaned down and his eyes closed as he stood there. He sort of looked asleep and could very well be asleep. Warren was a fairly large man, a little bit above six foot and a very well built and muscular man. He stood in old faded jeans, what looked like biker boots and a black hoodie. He also looked like a human, like just a normal man, who some how got his big self locked in a cage. He was usually kept some what sedated just because of his size, but he showed no signs of trying to murder anyone that got close so they no just kept a close eye on him. Warren was rare for his type, he was a lycan but when in his lycan form he was an albino lycan and much stronger than the typical lycan. You wouldn't know what he was unless you were his kind or something that could sniff out the dog smell. As for ending up in the warehouse and not the pet shop, he had one previous owner who got bored of having him and sold him to the highest bidder who then just sold him back to the shop for more than he bought him for. You would think one would want to keep something so rare, but guess he wasn't that special.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 12:51 pm
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞ ❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞ ❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞ ↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
The dark cloak was pulled over her head as she made her way into the warehouse. Her feet were clad in black shoes with delicate threading. Though it was hard for others to hear her footsteps for she walked so quietly. The only sign that she was even there was the soft whisper of her gown against her legs as she came inside. Two guards, of her own escort, came with her, standing to either side of her. Both shifters, they were hired hands who went most places with her. They seemed bored with the venue, but on their guard. One was somewhat aging, likely a halfbreed from his features. The other was middle age.
A warehouse attendant raised his head, "Who goes there?" The guard to her left laughed. "Is that how you greet all your guests?" But a pale hand raised, silencing the male. The hand was somewhat small and slender. Delicate in appearance, definitely female. She reached up and lowered her hood. "I apologize. I did call ahead, though. " The attendant looked her up and down, then seemed to understand. He quickly shuffled through some paperwork on his desk and walked to her, shuffling , then, though the keys on his belt. "Yes, I have a few preselected to show you---"
"That wont be necessary." She said softly. She looked over the cages, her gaze resting on each one for a moment. As a vampire, she relied heavily on scents. But she'd also done her research using her contacts. She knew much more about these slaves than whatever information had been provided from the warehouse alone. Which, by the way..sucked.
Victoria had the ability to detect different species, using smell, and that was one key indicator of what she was looking for. Her home was filled with various beings to whomever she chose had to fit certain characteristics. "Of course, you are most appreciated for your efforts, but I prefer to choose my own household." It was one of the many habits she'd retained from her own era. The man stiffened a bit, perplexed by the phrasing and by the woman's tone of voice. The guards besides Victoria merely chuckled. They were used to her, and were no longer confused by her.
She turned and began to walk , examining each cage closely, looking at the individual's inside.
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky,
Remembering when they said goodbye.
Never forget what I did, what I said,
When I gave you all my heart and soul.
Morning will come and I know we’ll be one,
Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 5:55 pm
Ｗａｒｒｅｎ Ｅｌｄｅｎ Ｄａｎｉｅｌｓ  Warren's eyes opened slightly but his postion stayed the same. He heard the small sound of a gown, which seemed a bit odd, not many people who walked in here wore such things. His eyes opened a bit more when the shop keep spoke and was met by another male voice. He guessed it was another man looking for some woman to keep him company, well that was until he heard a woman's voice. At sound of her voice his head moved and he rose it a bit to see who had entered the shop.
The woman was small, and pale. She looked almost perfect, but that's not what gave her away to him. He knew what her kind was but the two men, their scents where odd to him he had no clue what they were. Warren watched as the shop keep walked to his desk and shuffled with papers then walked back to the woman. He raised an eyebrow slightly as she denied his selections and began looking at specific cages. He shrugged to himself and let his head hang back down and shut his eyes.
He wasn't much to look at and blended in with the rest of the 'boring' slaves. He didn't mind, he wasn't one to complain too much about being here, better than being sold from one person to another with the only care of having money, or just having him because he was rare. He was more of a trophy to others than an actual living thing. 
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 6:23 pm
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞ ❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞ ❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞ ↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
She looked from cage to cage and eventually made her way to Warren's. When she stopped at his cage, her fingers lightly traced over the bars. She could no longer feel cold, so they were nothing to her...but the scent radiating off of him was quiet obvious to her. He was lycan. She known a few and he was somewhat different. It made her quite curious. "What is your name?" She asked. She wanted to hear his voice, to hear what it sounded like. Would it be gruff like those who lived in the guardhouse at home. Or would it hold some accent? She was most curious.
Smiling a bit, she found herself very curious. She'd only been free herself for about half a century and had spent the time building her estate and filling it with people she liked. Maids, servants, cooks, and guards of all species. Most were shifters, but several were vampires whose masters had discarded them after making them by force. To Victoria, it was her duty to open her home to others. She was a noble woman, even if her make had tried to rip it away from her. And she'd worked hard to locate and claim her family's property and home, after so long. And restoring it had taken time. Now that she had it all, she wanted to protect it, and those who lived in her home...as well as herself.
"Do you have a problem serving under a vampire?" She asked honestly. If he did, she wouldn't bother with it to begin with. No use causing a dangerous situation from the start. However, she moment she said it, the man who had offered earlier to show her around, just about choked on the air he was breathing. The two guards she'd brought chuckled a bit.
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky,
Remembering when they said goodbye.
Never forget what I did, what I said,
When I gave you all my heart and soul.
Morning will come and I know we’ll be one,
Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 6:41 pm
Ｗａｒｒｅｎ Ｅｌｄｅｎ Ｄａｎｉｅｌｓ He could faintly hear her footsteps as she walked from cage to cage, looking over the other slaves. Some days he did feel like an object that people just came and looked at. His body stiffened when he heard her trace her finger across the bars of his cage. His eyes opened and he stared at her feet, he didn't move, yet. It wasn't till she spoke that he lifted his head up slowly matching his gaze to hers. His eyes then looked to the two men behind her the met hers again when she asked his name.
"Warren Elden Daniels."
His voice was a deep and gravely voice, a small southernness to his voice. He kept his harms crossed over his chest and his back to the bars on the cage. He felt if he moved the guards she brought with her might have something to say about that. His eyes then wandered a bit as she stood there then flicked back to her as she asked if he would serve under a vampire. His right eyebrow lifting a little. He let his arms dropped and straightened his posture uncrossing his legs as well and coming off the bars.
His full size could be seen now as he stood there, tall, burly, brod shouldered man. He took a few steps forward looking to the woman then to the men behind her to see if they would move. He stood in the middle of the cage now his hands casually by his side.
" I have no problem with it ma'am but what would a vampire, want with me? You another trophy hunttin 'master'?"
He tilted his head to the side slightly at his own question wondering if she would answer honestly, or lie. Did she even know what he was exactly, she seemed to know all about the ones she was looking at she had not hesitation walking to specific cages.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 7:29 pm
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞ ❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞ ❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞ ↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
She liked the way he introduced himself. It remained her of the gentlemen of her time. It made memories pop into her head, more pleasant ones. "I have plenty of trophies , if one would call them that." She smiled, remembering when her father would go hunting and bring home a bird of some sort that he had killed. His...trophies. "I fear that trophies are more for others. I prefer restoring items, rather than collecting them for show. But my estate is large, and with man species residing on and in it. It means that I have need for those who have the ability to protect themselves or others. And lycans are typically of the more powerful sort. And you don't look young. Im assuming you have control over yourself?" It was a bit more on the rhetorical side.
The guards behind her seemed relaxed. They trusted her judgement. If she needed them, her posture would reveal it. "However, my guards have families. I need a more permanent assistant for my day to day matters. Regardless of what we might wish, both our species have natural enemies, and...created ones. I would prefer to remain in one piece." She said it so calmly, as if she were speaking about the weather. She was very much so, however, reading his responses. To her, it was important to know what sort of fellow she might bring into her home. After all, there were children who lived on the estate. Not in the house itself, but in a secondary house on the property.
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky,
Remembering when they said goodbye.
Never forget what I did, what I said,
When I gave you all my heart and soul.
Morning will come and I know we’ll be one,
Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 8:01 pm
Ｗａｒｒｅｎ Ｅｌｄｅｎ Ｄａｎｉｅｌｓ With her lengthy responce he assumed she didn't know and went along with it. He kept watching the men behind her and the shop keep as she spoke. When she mentioned his age he let a slight chuckle come from his throat. Before folding his hands in front of himself again.
"Thanks for noticing my age. Yes I have control over myself have for quite some years. If you'd like to see the lycan me, it'd be my pleasure to show you."
He let his eyes looked to the shop keep then the guards again then back to the woman. He wasn't stupid he wouldn't try anything he knew what the shop keep had behind the counter, and he wasn't someone who would under estimate other supernatural beings, especially ones he had never encountered before.
The cage would be able to handle a normal lycan, but not one of Warren's size and strength though he wasn't as strong as he once was not being able to hunt, and to run while the beast in him was set free. He watched the woman as she continued to speak. She wanted someone who was to be permanent protection at her home. And she wanted to choose a lycan because of it strength.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 8:21 pm
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞ ❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞ ❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞ ↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
She had been under the thumb of someone too long to like cages much herself, or be quiet. Call it also a trait of someone who grew up in an era where she had to be quiet. Where it was expected. She found it so exhilarating to be able to say what she wanted to now. She found freedom in it. Now one would never find her saying a curse word but...slow steps. She laughed a bit at his comment. "Age is not a bad thing." In fact, for some species it was an achievement. And in some lines of work it was a mark of survival and success.
"Perhaps another time. Some here smell of unsteadiness. " It reeked, actually, of it. She glanced towards the guards of the slaves. The seemed so...on edge. It did not put her at ease. Hmmm. Why so jumpy? Your slaves are in cages you fools. If you keep acting so, you make them more dangerous from your scents alone. Act like prey and you become it. She was a predator after all, it made her ...hungry. But she pressed that down, and looked back at the Lycan.
"But I do not like to force things. I offer it. If you would like to, I will take you with me, otherwise you can remain here and I can choose another. I wont lie. I am not young for my kind, but others visit, and I have duties to attend to. Some of these tasks are not pleasant. My normal guards have families, and I ...do not like asking them to come along. But it is your choice. I will not put another in danger without their consent." Call it her conscience. Besides, not everyone wanted to potentially face of against such things. And she liked being up front about it. Even if she couldn't outright say that it could be outright war against other covens. Hell whatever her sire ordered, she had to do...thank goodness he mostly washed his hands of her. He had gotten bored of her.
Still, she gave him choice.
Now, her guards seemed interested. They came closer, one touching her shoulder lightly. "Lady Victoria, It is getting late. The sun is not far." A kind warning. "Thank you Aaron." She said softly, and the male stepped away, whispering softly to his fellow guard, clearly making some sort of plan between them.
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky,
Remembering when they said goodbye.
Never forget what I did, what I said,
When I gave you all my heart and soul.
Morning will come and I know we’ll be one,
Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 8:32 pm
Ｗａｒｒｅｎ Ｅｌｄｅｎ Ｄａｎｉｅｌｓ Warren let a sort of laugh not really a laugh escape as she mentioned how age was a bad thing. That was easy for her to say she doesn't age, she will never age. His head tilted again as she mentioned that the others in here seemed uneasy, a little grin reached the corners of his lips. He listened to her and her long speech on how she didn't want to bring these guards who have families along with her on certain errands. Warren then walked up to the bars where she stood and grabbed them, looking down at her he spoke.
"Wonder why they are so uneasy, could be you, your guards, or me."
Warren like all Lycans did have their unstable moments but unlike young ones he was able to control himself and get back in line. . .when he wanted to. Warren locked eyes with her for a long period. She didn't want to see the beast him, oh well he'll give her a little taste. Warren flashed his beast eyes at her a pale red color, like that of any albino animal. He then let go of the bars and backed up.
"Yea i'll go with you, seems like you need to get goin anyways."
He said as he gestured to the male who stepped forward and spoke to her. His arms crossed over his chest once again as he watched everyone in the shop. The shop keep was probably the most frightened of Warren, since well the man owned the shop and bought him, and put him in the cage.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 9:21 pm
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞ ❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞ ❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞ ↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
She nodded. "I burn a little." The edge of her lips played into a smile. And when his eyes flashed, she had to admit that she was most interested in it. Most of the shifters at her residence had varying eyes, but red was not common. Sure..her eyes could go red, but that was a vampiric trait. Red wasn't common for the shifters. So it interested her. "Well, let's get you home shall we? Time is not on our side. " She turned her attention to the traders.
"Release him." It wasn't a request. She turned and her guards followed, or at least one of them did. The other would stay to finish up any paperwork. They tried to hand it to her, but the guard stopped them and pretty much ended that right then and there, and no one was going to argue with someone who looked like they had lost their patience for the whole thing already. Victoria pulled her hood up, covering her face. Her guards had the money on hand. Sadly, the dresses didn't have pockets. One modern convenience she was rather jealous of really.
((I will make my next post in the home, sound good?))
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky,
Remembering when they said goodbye.
Never forget what I did, what I said,
When I gave you all my heart and soul.
Morning will come and I know we’ll be one,
Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2018 2:47 pm
Ｗａｒｒｅｎ Ｅｌｄｅｎ Ｄａｎｉｅｌｓ Warren watched as the cage was unlocked and he stepped out of it. It had been a while maybe too long since he was out of that cage. He gave the shop owner a glance then followed the woman outside of the shop where he took a deep breath in. He had been in there so long he forgot what fresh air was like, or at least air that wasn't contaminated with the smell of countless other species, and the fact they rarely got to bath there. He looked around the area like he had even forgotten what it looked like outside the shop. Warren looked even more like every other person you could see on the street now that he was outside, nothing about him made him stand out besides his scent. Victoria on the other hand was one who stood out with her clothes and mannerism.
Warren followed along beside her to his new home, a new place with someone who seemed like she actually liked helping those stuck in places like he was, even if she was picky about who she took home. Warren was prepared for the worst though, like being locked up again and shown off like he was an object not a living thing, or forced to change into his beast self for others to see what he really was
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2019 12:32 am
Playful Submissive Kitten
Yusef Clide
Half Dragon
 Yusef sighed as he looked down at his shackles as he followed the guard that was leading him to his cage once again. This was the sixth time this month that he had come up with a way to escape. He had gotten further than before and hid out for four days this time instead of two. He sighed as he climbed into the cage and held his hands out for them to be unshackled. The guard took the shackles off and glared at Yusef "Later a guard will be by to clip those damned wings of yours" he snapped before he walked off. Yusef hugged his knees to his chest sighing some. Fifteen years of being slave and he was sick of it. He didn't know how those who were older than him tolerated or even accepted their fate for so long. He wiped his eyes taking a deep breath. He didn't want to lose his ability to fly but there was nothing he could do about it unless if someone were walk through the front door and take him out this cursed shop. He narrowed his eyes letting his anger get the best of him. He ended up kicking the bars of his cage out of anger. He looked down at his hands wishing that he could take off his collar and use his claws. That way he could end himself right then and there and be done with this stupid slavery that his wh*re of a mother sold him into.
As the dragon got lost in thought his expression became soft at first before it became blank. He closed his eyes exhaling slowly before he leaned against the back of his small cage and looked up at the gray ceiling "why couldn't I have been into riches instead of this pathetic existence?" he whispered. He laid down on his side closing his eyes trying to at least get some sleep before the guards disturbed him clip his wings. As he slowly fell asleep he prayed to whatever higher being there was to let someone come and take him away before the guards took away his flight. He curled up into a ball as he fell asleep letting the prayer be the last thought on his mind before slumber too over his whole being. He had been exhausted since running away meant you had to look over your shoulder constantly. It really was more of a pain than it was worth but Yusef wanted freedom and dam it he would get it one way or another.
BANG! A loud noise had awoken Yusef from his slumber so the dragon sat up sleepily as he rubbed his eyes "What's going on out there?" he whispered before he looked up only to see a guard standing at his cage. The guard had whacked the bars of his cage hard to wake the boy up. Yusef looked down at the floor knowing why the man was here. It was time for his wings to get clipped so he wouldn't fly away anymore. Yusef crawled out of his cage as soon as it opened knowing if he didn't he would get stung with cattle prongs until he got out. He felt the all to familiar cold metal of the shackles clasp around his wrists and ankles. The guard gave him a little shove and Yusef began walking to the room. His head picked up and looked towards the door desperately 'please someone, walking through the door and pick me' he pleaded in his head as if trying to will someone to just appear out of thin air and save him.
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Playful Submissive Kitten
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2019 8:32 pm
Xenia Formal Familiar/Mistress/Kitsune Xenia sighed as she and her previous ‘master’ walked from the car. He had dragged her out on the cool autumn day to finish getting what she would require for the cottage. However, it was not a very fun trip for the formal familiar as the chill in the air meant she had to wear a warm jacket and scarf to keep warm as well as a face mask to keep from breathing in the chilly air. However, such things were barrable her real reason was that this would serve as her last outing with her partner, their mark from the day they formed their contract was nearly faded and as such the two had agreed to go their separate ways and only make contact in a true emergency and when Xenia’s next tail was due to appear as the mage had been curious to see since they met. A few hours later Xenia and the mage had finished their basic shopping and as the white haired kitsune was working on getting in the car the male cleared hit throat. “Xenia, there’s still one last stop today. It’s the most unpleasant but we agreed that today you would find a companion.” He said, his voice stern still holding the slightest bit of power over his partner for a few more hours. With a sigh the kitsune nodded, she knew from years of experience that arguing wasn’t worth it and the two walked the short distance to the slave shop the mage had parked close knowing it would be the last stop and benefit them most there. As they entered the horrid stench immediately reached though her mask and merkid up her nose as Xenia immediately raised a hand up in disgust. It was far from her first time in such a shop, but the stench always irritated her more than even her master could know as it wasn’t something one with heightened senses like she simply adjusted to. She blinked as she scanned the lows of cages holding various captives’ hostage. She frowned behind her mask though it didn’t reach her eyes as the pair were immediately greeted by a slaver. She gave a low growl as she caught him looking her up and down, it was only because she signed a contract as a familiar that she avoided becoming a slave herself, that and the fact that news spread quickly of her strength the few times she did use her abilities kept most away. The slaver quickly nodded acknowledging her as a master and asked what she was looking for. “I’ll know when I see it, don’t bother me until I call for a key.” She said her voice in a low growl as simply being in such a place greatly p*ssed her off. Xenia walked though the rows of cages, but never stayed as one for long, if she even paused at all. Her normally relaxed and friendly personality was gone as she made her way, she hated being in the shop and it managed to irritate all of her senses within the one building. Eventually she looked over as there was a loud bang the mage with her had separated to look at slaves for himself. Ones who didn’t need as much as the kitsune but still able to help him in his study and the work he would accept. Xenia weaved though the cages to where the sound had come from in time to see a winged male being led from a cage. From the distance she stopped she could faintly smell a slight demonic stench from the mess of over crowded scents in the shop. “What do you think you’re doing to that boy?” She asked, her voice still a low grumble as her ears laid back. “This doesn’t concern you, Miss, I’m taking this slave to get some care.” He replied watching his words as she was a customer though Xenia was old enough to know what he meant and smirked, the expression reaching her eyes. “You know, altering a slave for any reason hugely decreases it’s value, don’t you? I honestly don’t care but I couldn’t help but notice most of the slaves here have been altered or otherwise messed with yet are being priced at original value.” She replied her voice matched her expression. “I honestly don’t see how you manage to sell anything here unless you take all of your customers for fools.” She added. By them the mage had caught up but simply watched, he knew her tricks though didn’t expect her to do anything too exerting in the shop.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2019 10:10 pm
Playful Submissive Kitten
Yusef Clide
Half Dragon
Yusef was almost to the next room and a girl with white fox ears and a tail of matching color walked up to him and the guards that held onto his arm tightly. He felt relieved even though his eyes were half way closed and his mouth was in a straight line. He looked emotionless even for a slave. The guard holding onto Yusef looked at Xenia "Miss this slave has tried running away six times this month. We have no choice but to clip his wings. This particular thing will not devalue him as most of those who have wings are clipped when they first enter the market" he explained "However this slave was just a child when he was brought to us so his wings hadn't come in yet" He explained. Yusef clenched his jaw some as he looked at Xenia his eyes fully opened now and gave her a pleading look to take him out of this place but didn't speak since he knew not to since he hadn't been addressed directly.
As the guards tried to talk with Xenia to calm her down he noticed a man a few inches from the tiny fox. He tilted his head to the side some before he pointed his nose into the air and sniffed a bit trying to catch his scent. When he did he was then hit with a wave of magic aura that he had sensed and his eyes widened before shuddering. Whoever this man was, had some crazy magic in him. Yusef took a step back clearly not wanting to be near Xenia nor this man if a fight were to break out. He looked back the guards to see if they noticed the man but their attention was focused on the pint sized kitsune that was in front of them making a scene. The dragon saw that he wouldn't be addressed any time soon so he cleared his throat before speaking flatly while he bowed "Please choose me Mistress. I promise I will be worth the money" he said. (OOC: So sorry its short. I'm just mentally exhausted.)
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2019 1:03 pm
Xenia Formal Familiar/Mistress/Kitsune Xenia looked over the male noticing his oddly emotionless dementor, even for a slave who may have been though a lot it was odd. However as the slaver started to speak again she put her hand up. “Do not try and play me for a fool, I have been around longer than you think and such foolish nonsense is noting but a lazy man’s tales. If this boy has escaped than you simply contain him better. I have seen beast much more powerful than him contained without altercations being made. And if he was brought in as a child than that means you failed to train him properly from the start.” She said her tail swaying in annoyance at the slaver, and if he tried to defend himself, she would only glare until he shut up. “Altercations that are irreversible and change a possible use for a slave should be done only at the whim of their master.” Even as she spoke Xenia kept the male in her vision, if only slightly, and saw he had now fully opened his eyes, silently pleading for help. She also noticed he looked past her, and smiled under her mask as he seemed to notice her master’s extreme magic. She however was used to it even though she’d told him many a time to learn to his aura better he never would, saying he preferred people kept their distance for the most part in fear of what he could do to them. Xenia’s full attention was pulled quickly away from the guard when someone cleared their throat and looked directly at the male. She raised a eyebrow when he bowed asking her to choose him. “Any why should I when the slavers just told me you have a history of escaping?” She asked. “Though if I’m correct you were able to sense my partner’s aura just now, but what can you do for me? What magical properties can you claim? Your skills?” She asked the slave directly, though her stare was intense and she questioned him so much her mind was nearly fully decided, and the mage behind her knew just from how she stood, and the way she defended the boy that something about him had caught her attention, and at this point she was pretty much messing with their minds playing guessing games. “Xenia, it’s getting late. Do you have any possibilities in mind?” He asked a direct question to call her out as anything else and she would find a walk around answer. “Hummmm, Today is going to fast, just hold on a moment, weren’t you looking for something too? You can’t tell me you’ve already found someone yourself.” She replied, though she didn’t look away from the pet in front of her as her ear flicked back to the sound of the male chuckling behind her. ”Watching you today is more interesting, I can get a new pet for myself any day.” He replied though the familiar quickly swished her tail at him telling him off in a way only he would catch on. He was the one making her enter such a foul place to begin with, she modest well annoy the slavers a little bit. OOC: It’s fine, I totally understand! I’m also at that point (I wrote this right before going to sleep myself) and it works since there’s more character interaction than in our opening posts.
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