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Scarlet chuckled. Nothing delighted her more than sending people to the brink of madness or desperation or both. "Anyone willing to raise that bid?"

"Scarlet," Devonte interjected warningly. "You cannot possibly--you swore decades ago not to get involved in the business of trading lives. You fight the slave markets in impoverished countries around the world. After all that you would sell a guest--to him?" His voice dripped with disgust.

"We are all hypocrites at one point or another. I'm just better at admitting it than most," Scarlet replied smoothly. "And if this bothers you so much, why not make a competing bid. The gossips told me you have at least seven cubic inches of flesh..." She flashed him her most infuriating superior smile.

((One does one's best to entertain. heart wink heart ))

"I bid my body to you for a night, Scarlet." Cassandra smiled. If she won, this would be a win-win situation. The pet would probably be absolutely ravished upon arrival, and the two of them would have good fun with this frightened little girl. Cassandra wasn't quite sure whether or not this trumped a chunk of flesh, but she hoped it would.

Twi's eyes flared, and he rose to his feet abruptly.

"my complete service for a night, no matter what the order, and one of the Artifacts from my personal collection!" he shot loudly.

"VALTHIER! ENOUGH!" roared Sam in anger, also rising to his feet, glaring daggers at his friend.

"control yourself, my friend!" he pleaded.

"I want her." the Elf replied darkly, stiffening his legs and staring ravenously at the girl's neck, as she cowered visibly under the weight of his gaze. Val could barely keep himself from stepping towards her, and his Aura was blazing, as those who could sense it could tell.

Samuel, being the very danger-shy man that he was, had now found himself extremely torn. every element in his being was screaming at him to leave the room, to pretend he saw nothing, and to shake it off to a good Gregorian Chanting CD at home.

but Sam was feeling strangely responsible. being such a comparitively niave and innocent Vampire, his conscience wouldn't let him let these friends of his get away with such shocking atrocities. he knew they spoke of it, their dark sides, but he'd never witnessed it or believed it to be as bad as they said. and now it looked to be even worse than he could have imagined!

he leaped over Val, and grabbed Scarlet by the shoulders as he fell behind her, dragging her down with him. he wasn't a very strong person, but he could try.

Sam's eyes went wide as Scarlet pinned him to the ground and teased him. he didn't know how he should feel about what he just did.

Val was now licking his lips, and leaning forward hungrilly. he quickly and smoothly stepped to the girl's side, and for a moment had to struggle as she bat him away, before he had her arms held in his hands, crossed in front of her chest. he grinned demonically, and gripped her wrists so tightly that they began to bruise.

Val growled, and glared at Devonte, but after a few seconds he let the girl go, the blood rushing back to her wrists colouring them a dark, tender purple.

"My pet for a fortnight." Cassandra spoke with a large grin on her face. She did not necissarily want the silly human, but she was thoroughly enjoying watching Valthier squirm. One can do nothing but wishfully predict an outcome, and the one she had in mind if she won would be quite the spectacle. She figured that either Valthier would be a sore loser and try to steal the prize, or sulk about it for some time. Either way, it was sure to be entertaining.

Furthermore, the loss of her pet for a little while would not be too devistating. Scarlet would likely treat her well, and if not; it would only be a fortnight.