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Dame walked around the city for at least a few decent hours, and found himself underground. How he ended up there, not even a professional detective could tell you.

But, that was nothing. Damrius found himself hopping from shop to shop, looking at all the little trinkets, ignoring pretty much anything that was other than the shop owners, and the items he was toying with.

What did I come here for, exactly?

It was getting later in the day now, and after a small meal, Madi would find herself along with several other girls waiting off to the side of a rather large stage of sorts. The four men were also waiting off to the side. Clustered around the stage were many many people, mostly men, but some women as well. They all clammored loudly waving money at the stage, where a young woman was standing.

She looked rather frightened, and for good reason, she was about to be sold into slavery to one of the people from the crowd. A rather sly and dark man was walking around the stange holding a cane of sorts and talking loudly. Apparently he was the auction master, and he went around poking and prodding the young girl as he talked about her, the crowd getting more and more anxious, yelling louder and offering more money for her.

Come now people, surely we can get more than 25,000 gold for this one! She's got all her teeth, a very pretty smile, and is quite well propotioned, if you catch my drift. I'm sure she'll make a fine worker for whatever you all desire.

He poked her as he spoke, and a man in the middle yelled out loudly.

30,000 gold!!!

Now thats a bit more like it! Do I hear 35?

40,000!!

40,000 gold! Going once...? Going twice...? SOLD to the lucky man with the big pockets! Take care of her Sir, I'm sure she'll do the same for you.

With a chuckle he motioned for the four men to come foreward, moving Madi up onto the stage. The man looked around at the crowd as they mumbled and cursed, and then moved into ohs and ahs as Madi was glimpsed.

Well well well... Would you look at that! Ladies and gentlemen, it appears we have a special deal on our hands tonight!

He moved about pointing and talking as the bets opened, and the price skyrocketed, for real rabbit ears where rare, in not unheard of. What did fate have in store for poor Madison...?

Madison looked around the crowd with shaking knees, with men and women calling out numbers and words. As the rabbit stood upon the stage small memories flooded back to her, memories that seemed to be long forgotten. As the man beside her seemed to begin describing details of the girl she remained quiet in thought.

"70, 000 Gold!" called a man from the crowd which quickly caught her attention. She narrowed her eyes as she was not ready to have this to be her fate. Quickly, the rabbit looked about the stage as though she were questing for somesort of route of escaping. But there didn't didn't seem to be much of a way out. Till her attention was drawn to a hooded figure.

She cocked her head slightly at him not entirelly sure what was his motives, she mearly soon shrugged suspecting that the man was mad or something.

Luckily for her, she had amazing hearing do to her long snow white ears. She sat for a moment as she thought if she was considered to be Ryudo's friend. But as the prices around her seemed higher, she was getting rather fearful of her fate.

Quickly she nodded her head up and down as to reply the man's question. A few of the men from the crowd figured it was a sign to raise the price, and with that they did.

"150,000 And A Goat!" cried another man from the otherside of the crowd. The sleek host of this seemed rather amused by how much the prices seemed to be increasing.

It was then that the four men from before stood up and moved in front of her.

I don't think you understand the thing you're getting yourself into...

Oh, but I do. You see, this fine lady here is not for sale. If my master were to find out about this, in which I'm sure his brother would tell him, then I would not only be disowned, and I would have to hunt you down.

Dame pulled in some more energy, but felt no need to hide the fact of it. His hands gave off a feint blue glow, and sparks of lightning began to form around them. Nothing fancy, but enough to at least suprise him.

He looked at the girl, and smirked. If she wanted to avoid a big mess, he suggested running would be a good idea.

There were very few guards in the underground, but that didnt mean that there werent any at all. Judging by this one, it can easily be assumed that like many other forms of law enforcement, he was 'dirty', a 'crooked cop', 'corrupt', whatever you wanted to call it, because this particular law enforcement officer seemed to stand by the edge of the crowd, watching the proceedings, and not doing a damn thing about it.

However, this member of the law would, like so many others here, be cloaked and hooded to hide their face. Yet, even with the hood up over his head, the lower portion og his face would be visible, marking this officer with a strong set chin and the rough heavy stubble of someone who's seen a lot of violence before.

He just stood there, watching over the crowd and the proceedings. Maybe he was paid off to watch out for disorderlies, or maybe he was just passing through? Either way, he was there, yet didnt seem to be doing anything at the moment.

The last time she had witnessed a mob at work was on the dance floor, but the sin manifested there was lust, not this bloodthirsty half-wrath. She was lucky, very lucky, to have so many circumstances keeping her away: her late arrival, the calming cold pulsing around her head and neck.
She stood on her toes, though, anxiously curious about the proceedings. How could she not and still call herself human? As if to put in its two cents about her mortal ambiguities, the little robot in her hands blipped dully. She had raised it high above her head, letting it be her eyes, or rather, eye.