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 Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 6:00 am
Azibo listened intently to the little tidbits of information he was receiving, each extra part further increasing his amazement at what his master was capable of. The part about the male not being to her like though did make sense to him. He doubted anyone but the finest and riches of hounds would be 'suitable' for her tastes.
The next part though gave him mixed feelings. While he was not one to mislead or cheat someone else out of anything, he did not see any real harm in lying to the hotel manager about who she really was, since he had heard of slaves hiding their identities so their masters could not locate them.
"I'm sure you only doing w-what you thought was best" He replied to her last statement.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 6:38 am
"Ah, yes," she said, "It can be hard being a single woman. I need to try to protect myself and not put too big of a responsibility on you when it comes to these matters. I hate to ask you to lie for me, but if I meet this male again I might have to ask you not to mention my name."
Haqikah expected her slaves to be able to lie for her sake, but she knew she couldn't expect that level of dedication from the get go. Stripey was different from Akil and would need other forms of motivation. She thought he might respond better to a request than a direct order, but as with all slaves it took a bit trial and error to figure out how they worked. For menial tasks she had no problems just barking orders, but more delicate business... Ah, it was better to let them feel they did her a favour, or even better - make them think they really wanted to do that favour.
"Oh, I can smell the biscuit stand now," she chirped, momentarily distracted by the scent of freshly baked goodies. "Have Akil showed you where to find the best bakers yet? I know I asked him to make sure you know what kinds of tea to get."
She had asked Akil to show Azibo the ropes, and she was confident he had, but it didn't hurt to see how much her market slave had learned.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 8:09 am
"I w-would be happy to d-do so master" Azibo said, keeping his head low of course. While he did not want to lie, in this case...it didn't seem so bad, considering who and why he was lying to. If the male did come to harass her, it would defiantly be a bad thing...
However it felt..odd. He hadn't been ordered to do so, he had been asked. He was unused to this, and it made him wary just encase she was testing him some how.
He soon forgot about this as Haqikah mentioned the biscuit stand was close, and he lifted his head slightly to smell the intoxicating scent of baking biscuits. Oh, how nice it would be to taste a freshly made biscuit...
"Yes, Akil has shown me which baker shops are best, as well as your preferred tea " He replied, his mind going back to each location that Azil told him as well as which items Haqikah most preferred to buy,
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 7:10 am
"Let me see," Haqikah said as she studied the different types of biscuits and baked goods on display, "I'd like two dozens ginger biscuits as usual, and... is that almond biscuits? A dozen of them too. What are those?"
A slave behind the stand helped packing her purchases in the bags she had brought for the purpose. She motioned at Azibo and expected the two slaves to sort out the packing among themselves. Meanwhile she discussed biscuits with the sales hound. The ones she was curious about were apparently seasoned with lavender and almonds, and she wasn't entirely sure that it was a good idea. After some bargaining back and forth the hound included a few for her to sample, free of charge. If she didn't like them she could always give them to the slaves. Stones changed owner and Haqikah looked around to see if Azibo and the other market slave had finished packing her biscuits.
"I hope you're not making them crumble," she said, "Are you ready to move on?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 7:28 am
As soon as he was beckoned, Azibo approached the other slave nodding to him in a silent greeting. He watched with interest as the other slave wrapped up the biscuits in separate parcels, and with a maneuvering on his part, helped to place each parcel in the bags that were on his back, "Thank you" He quietly said to the other slave, allowing himself some time to look at the selection of goods and ask the other what he thought was the best tasting while the two hounds were busy.
"Oh, y-yes Master" He quickly bounded to her side, although he felt a little weight down by the new goods he was now carrying, and hoped Haqikah wouldn't be purchasing much more otherwise he didn't know if he could carry it all.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 10:15 am
Unfortunately for Azibo she wasn't done yet, but she did keep an eye on how he seemed to cope with the weight. So far so good. Haqikah had little regard for her slaves comfort, but she would probably not let his back break. If he got sweaty carrying her purchases around it was fine, however. He needed to be toughened up a bit in her opinion. Her mother liked to send weak slaves out in the backyard to move rocks, but that seemed a bit crude in her opinion. What would her neighbours think? Her mother could do whatever she pleased, they were very rich after all and could get away with almost anything. Oh, how wonderful it would be when she managed to rise high enough again... She knew it was just a matter of time before her break came.
"Mmm... now for some tea," she said, "Do you remember the merchant with the best spiced tea blend? Find her for me."
It was almost a trick question, because there were two spiced blends she liked, sold by different vendors. She would be happy as long as her slave managed to navigate to one of them in the crowd.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 11:19 pm
Azibo hadn't thought he would be asked to run such an errand so soon, but apparently this wasn't to be the case. And the errand itself, there was something that made him rather worried. He was sure Akil had shown him two different places that sold her preferred tea. Which one did she want him to purchase? To go and find one by random would be disastrous if she didn't want that blend, and he didn't want to ask save she wanted him to remember how to find the vendors himself. Wait, she said 'finder her" right? No, they were both female...or was one male? He couldn't remember
"Y-y-yes Master" He said with a little more stutter then he would of liked, and decided to pick the one that would be closest to where they were. If she objected...well, he would know next time to inquire as to which one she wanted. Azibo had remembered the route well, but it was a little difficult to navigate throughout the crowds with all the packages he was carrying. nevertheless he was able to find one of the merchants that sold her preferred blends of tea.
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