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✖ ✖ ✖___яɑчиє || Lιℓιτɦ || Ӄιиgsℓєч___✖ ✖ ✖
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Four - Nothing wrong with me One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
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...Let the bodies hit the floor _______εmotιon;; Happy!__________theme musιc ;; Bodies - Drowning Pool_____________mџ tħougħts ;; "He let me touch!"________________αctιons ;; Being very nice and gentle___________________Aя3a ;; The Marketplace
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Chocolate brown eyes watching the back of the mans legs from their lowered height nearly flicked straight up to his face when she saw his feet turn. Tail beginning to flick it's tip a little, her ears perked up hearing him move closer to her cage. He'd come back... Heart beginning to beat faster, she kept her eyes down wondering if he was either going to tell her off for her actions, or he actually came back because she asked him to. Either way, he'd turned around and acknowledged her and it made her happy. Ears right up again, she heard clothing shift and a pair of knees came into sight in front of her, a gentle vibration through the bar her left hand was on and more sounds of clothing shifting. What was he doing? Allowing her eyes and head to raise a little, she saw his golden nails and his hand in reach, his sleeve pulled back and... More gold. Shinies! As he gave her a compromise, her head snapped right up to look at his lowered one and a large overjoyed grin spread over her face. A happy 'mew' came from her and stretching over her right hand, she hesitantly reached out her fingers to stroke her fingers over the beautiful gold shining on his arm. Tail swishing out of pure joy now, the more she gently trailed her fingers over the shiny, the calmer she felt and the closer she lent to the cage. Rayne was so happy!
A gentle purring came from the cat girl and after only a handful of seconds she stopped, her face rather close to his left hand now. Leaning her head to the side, she rubbed the top of her head against his hand, close to her ear. Closing her eyes, she purred more, very very content now. Leaning back on her heels, legs tucked under her body, she moved back from the bars of her caged with a very satisfied grin on her face. "Nyao~ That was very kind of you. I like you. You're nice. You let me touch your arm." Giving a pleased sort of giggle, her mood then changed quickly. Dropping her gaze to her hands in her lap, fingers playing with the ragged edge of her baggy shirt, she took a quick look at her seller who was eyeing the gold adorned man near his slave. "I don't like it here, nyao~" Came her sweet voice, quiet and ringed with sadness. She didn't know why she was telling the man this, but it just slipped out her mouth. As footsteps approached, the cat woman looked up quickly and saw the seller standing by her cage. He was very thin, very tall and had a gaunt face that held a look of arrogant malice. Looking at the man bobbed down by the cage, his stony voice pipped up. "You interested in this slave sir? She's very loyal she is, and a damn good looking one too. She's dangerous though, see that crimson collar?" A confused look passed Rayne's face as her seller said she was dangerous. She wasn't, was she? She loved cuddles and to be petted, that wasn't dangerous was it? The seller saw her looking at him funny and whacked his ornate cane against the bars. "Don't be looking at me that way, slave." He hissed at her, making Rayne flee to the back of the cage with a scared yelp. "She's a fresh one too sir, never been sold before and never had a master. Never been touched that one." Hinting at the star charm on her chain, the perverted seller raised his eyebrow at this man and winked at him while Rayne curled up in the corner, hands over her cat ears that were ringing from the clang on the bars before.
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You're all by yourself but you're not alone
You wanted in
Now you're here
Driven by hate
Consumed by fear
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 9:40 pm
| Westley Anderson |  Westley was shamefully admiring the grace of the woman before him as she got out her cage and glided toward him and only stopped when she asked of what happened next. "Well, Ms. Saiyuri if I may, where we go next ultimately depends on you. Would rather come see your new home and meet my young daughters or go and purchase new clothes for your person." Either way, he wouldn't mind. He had told Machalka and the girls that he would be back late so time was no issue. Plus it was better this way: this way would provide her with reassurance that she wasn't to just be a slave to him. He stood there in front of her waiting for her reply and fidgeting slightly with the rings around his neck.
If you ask me if about war
I will tell you about sacrifice
If you ask about violence
I will tell you about love
If you ask why I left
I will ask you why stay.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 9:57 pm
 
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Dollface and Cecelia watched the people as they went by, not so much as glancing at them. Cecelia may have been discouraged, but Dollface sure wasn't. He just watched the people's feet, with their fine riding boots, stilettos, and all kinds of other kinds of shoes, mostly fine ones, as they clickity clacked against the floor, scuffing up dirt at times. Dollface had a thing for shoes and the feet that occupy them, while Cece loved hands, especially the hands of women. So delicate and bizarre, like spiders, such is the macabre wonders that Dollface put in her head, though not intentionally.
Cecelia was wearing a blue Lolita style dress with white stockings and black flats, while Dollface wore a simply white shirt, torn in the back to show off his emerald green wings. They glimmered dimly in the shadows of the cage, His face seemed to be covered with makeup, but it was actually a glamour that he kept on his face at all times to hide the scars on his face from Cecelia, not wanting to scare her. He would eventually show her, to show her what the dark court does to people, but not yet. 'Soon...'
Dollface looked down at Cecelia, who lived in the same cage as him, and noticed she was discouraged. It was a bigger cage than most, but not by much. Cecelia was sitting in his lap, and as she stroked her sand colored hair, she felt more comforted. "Sleep, little one." Dollface cooed gently. She was about to protest, but he pressed a long, pale finger to her lips. She looked up at him with her huge, doe-like eyes, then nodded. Dollface nodded his head, smiling gently. They both closed their eyes, Dollface leaned till his back was touching the back of his cage, then Cecelia leaned into him. After a while, Cecelia fell asleep, but one of Dollface's eyes peeped open, remaining ever vigilant.
 
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 5:27 pm
 
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:23 pm
  xxxxxx Ⓓ ɐ ɱ Ȋ ɐ Ƞxxx-v.1xxxxxxxx ╠════════════════════════════════════╣ Location: A cage in the market // Thoughts: "This is boring. Oh hello there pretty lady." // Feeling: Bored, a bit sore.
Damian sat at the edge of the fairly large cage. It was a bit bigger tan the rest of those around him because he bribed... got his way with things. He has a way of doing that. But then, once few people who didn't like this fact, but couldn't do anything about it, found out. Well, let's just say it got a bit messy. Now, Damian's wrists are chained together with shackles. The chain in between the shackles are bound to the bottom of the man's cage by a metal loop. This constricts his movements to being barely able to move at times. Though Damian knows that in a short while, he'll just work his magic (charm) and get the things off of him.
The blonde turned his head to the side, and immediately wished that he had not. A few days earlier, he seemed to have somehow pissed a few guards off. Of course the guards aren't supposed to touch the slaves, that is, unless they want to lose their jobs. The rules are that only the slavers get to lay a finger on the slave, that ism until they are sold to their next master. So the guards have to beat the slaves in secret. Most of the slavers are afraid of Damian, because of his ability. Even though the collar around his neck has severely crippled his powers, he can still do much harm. Another reason to 'fear' Damian is that he is one hell of a flirt. Most woman slavers tend to ignore Damian, but he knows how to push their buttons. It intrigues him in how the women react. A few would give into his....playful calls. Others, well they don't really like it. And how the market is socially constructed, they hold more power. Damian's slaver though, is a woman, who doesn't give into his little antics. She actually takes pleasure in watching him idiotically wink at any passerby.
Damian sighed as he noticed something at the side of his lips. Because he wasn't able to bring his hands up to his face, He just used his tongue and licked the stuff off. He cringed a little as the metal tasting blood tainted the insides of his mouth. Damian is an ice demon, yes that is true, but he's also part mechanical. Making him a sort of a cyborg, if you will. And so, when he bleeds, he bleeds blue colored blood. Interesting no? Well, a few past masters thought it was maybe the most fantastical thing ever, so they would have Damian chained up, and have people beat him till he bled. All just so that they could see the monster bleed blue.
The blond scanned the area with his icy blue eyes. Though he may have looked menacing, he was actually quite the opposite. Light hearted, and easy going. He looked around and just noticed how many empty cages there were around him now. Ones where his friends used to reside, not empty, taken off to a better place. "It sounds like they died or something." The male said, finally breaking the silence, which was starting to get on his nerves. Damian sighed once more, as he tried his best not to move. Even the slightest raising of his arms hurt.
Damian heard a few foot steps walking towards his cage, he looked up and sighed. It was his slaver. Now, don't get me wrong, the woman was beautiful, and actually a bit more than Damian could handle, which is a rare things indeed. But right now, Damian really wasn't in the mood for fooling around at the moment. "Awww, and why does my little Honey look so sad?" The slaver asked as she knelt down near the cage. She may have sounded like she actually cared for Damian, but he knew better than to trust her, he detected every hint of malice in her voice. He looked over to her and gave her a charming crooked smile, one of those, and most human girls would fall for him instantly. "Your precious toy seems to be hurting. Kiss it better won't hurt anymore." Damian said as he chuckled a bit. The slaver's smile didn't go away, but she stood up and took a feet steps back. 'Uh oh. Things must not be going well in slaver land there.' Damian thought to himself as he noticed hat when ever she continued smiling, she was actually not happy at all. Women. He'll never understand them.....
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:37 pm
-|═━┈❤ ☠ т o x ι ɑ ☠ ❤┈━═|-
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But then again, looks can be very deceiving.
The slaver looked towards the girl sitting in the cage, her large raspberry colored eyes focused intently on the man. He appeared to be nervous at hearing this sound, biting at a fingernail. "What is it? You hungry?" the man asked with a bit more warmth than others in his trade would usually talk to their wares. The girl twitched her long ears and nodded her head sharply, tossing aside the piece of metal, presumably from the dismembered bars of the cage, she had been gnawing on a moment before. "Here you go, Toxie," the slaver said with cautious kindness, tossing a few long strips of jerky into the cage. Toxia's eyes lit up at the sight of it and picked up a strip, sticking most of it into her mouth. The dried meat melted away from the power of her acidic saliva, which she swallowed before proceeding to dissolve the rest of the meat and swallow the remaining sludge happily.
Not many would think that this innocent-looking creature was a sure-fire money maker and a major threat at first glance, but the girl was actually several hundred years old, and was the only toxic dragon in existence. There was a light purple haze around her that was barely perceptible unless you squinted your eyes, that being the venomous gas that she exuded from her breath, but beside that it was nearly impossible to tell that she had such abilities. Her venom was incredibly valuable, selling for several thousand dollars per bottle, and she was obedient enough to give it up to whoever owned her.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:36 pm
x x x x x x x x The A r i a n d e ` s x x x x x x x x
Alexanderx x x x Yukix x x x Angelx x x x Mimix x x x   Mimi blinked as he began naming off her characteristics. She merely tilted her head to the side as she listened, staring at him with her blue eyes. The child's eyes narrowed as he stifled a laugh. They went back to normal as he went back to bothering his watch. Her eyes widened as the keyboard popped up, shifting and shifting. She Mimi jumped when the male realized she was still there. Her eyes were still wide as she stared at the blue lines that zigzagged along his skin. But they traveled back to his hands as he stretched the strange object into an iPod-type thing. She watched as he pulled at it's edges until it was paper thin, putting it up and scanning her. Mimi leaned forward and looked at all of the shapes that appeared. It was configuring an image of her. She tilted her head to the side and bit her inner cheek as he said her age aloud. "It looks like... an overgrown iPod with a picture of me in it, and a strange language. I have one too, if you want to see. Mine's white." How strange this boy was! This thing definitely did things different. And he said 'planet' and things of the like, like he wasn't from there. "Is there anything else you want to know?"
Angel jumped with a squeak as his form altered into a misty-like substance when he laughed. "From-From, the seventeen hundreds?" She asked, watching the shape settle into place again. I was off by two centuries... Deciding to ask in a minute, Angel was going to ask something about his hair when his attention seemed to focus on something else. Blinking, the child turned and looked at the object of focus; though she had to look up to see her brother's face. She opened her mouth to say something, but he spoke first. "You have a strange pick too, huh? An alien boy, a bio-engineered vampire, and... what, a ghost?" Angel stomped her foot and bit her inner cheek, crossing her arms and looking away. "He's not strange! He's pretty." she said indignantly, frowning as Alex pat her on the head. Though her facial expressions altered to a look of surprise as she squealed, being picked up and draped over her brother's shoulders. Alex looked at Oliver, looking him over. His attire was rather...old.
Across the market, Yuki watched as the bio-engineered vampire dropped to her knees, a dust cloud forming in reaction. The female looked utterly confused as she tried to understand why they were apologizing. The male watched as Lillium held out her pale hand, in what looked like an offer for a hand shake. Yuki watched her as she leaned forward noticing something spiked in place of her ears, reaching out as well to shake the vampire's hand. "I'm Yuki." though he was startled by the heavily accented voice and his hand slipped away from Lily's, turning his head and looking to where it had come from. His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, not quite understanding due to the heavy accent. Looking away, Yuki directed his attention back to Lily.
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Lukas continued on his way through the mass of cages. Who knows how long he has been there. Lukas was beginning to get more and more impatient and irritated. That was never a good mix, not with Lukas anyway. He took a deep sigh as he stopped walking for a moment. He took his glasses off and wiped the lenses with the bottom of his shirt. He cleaned them until they were crystal clear, then put them back on. He was starting to get tired of this place, and had the idea to burn it down. But that was only an idea, for now.
Lukas took in a deep breath and stopped half way. He let out his breath slowly and looked around. 'Poison.' Lukas thought to himself. 'Strong. Fresh too.' Lukas turned to the direction of where the strong smell was coming from. Lukas was walking, actually more like a slow run, to the source.
Lukas made it to the place and looked down into the cage below. 'Interesting. Seems like a... A.' Lukas raised an eyebrow and then down to the girl. "Hello there." Lukas pulled up the pant legs a little and squatted down next to the girl. He rested his elbows on his legs and and intertwined his fingers and settled his chin on them. He spoke to the slaver, where ever he went. The man wreaked of fear. Lukas wasn't sure if he liked it, or was annoyed by it. He spoke to the slaver with out looking at him. "Her name." It was more like a command than a question. Lukas was already a bit peeved, he didn't need another bother to piss him off even more.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:10 pm
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The slaver winced at being demanded to tell of his merchandise's name, watching unsurely as Toxia took obvious interest in the man and scooted a bit closer to him. "Her name's Toxia, sir," the timid slaver answered, "but she'll also answer to Toxie. Toxie is more of her happy name, I really only call her Toxia when she's in trouble." The slaver rambled a bit, rubbing the back of his neck. The toxic dragon tilted her head at the man before her cage, ears twitching. "Toxie," she confirmed in a sweet, almost child-like voice, a touch of an innocent smile forming upon her lips. She put the jerky back into her mouth, melting it and swallowing the sludge happily. "Nyuu," she cooed, clasping her hands in her lap and continuing to look at the man before her.
The slaver nervously swallowed and stepped a bit forward. "I wouldn't suggest getting too close, sir; she's poisonous, even the air around her can make you sick," he tried at warning the potential customer. "She's a toxic dragon, one of a kind. Can't tell you how many times I've almost gotten poisoned from being too close to her." Toxia looked to the slaver, her ears giving a twitch of irritation, before she refocused on the man so very near her cage.▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ o b e d i e n t ▷ v i o l e n t ▷ l o v i n g
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 10:37 pm
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Lukas watched as the little girl also took a noticing to him. He smiled a bit. 'Finally, there's actually something here that seems interesting enough.' Lukas listened to the slaver, but didn't really care about what he said. His pitch dark eyes watched her dissolve the meat in her mouth. Toxins melting the things around her. He took his eyes off of her for a second and looked at her cage. The metal looked mangled and chewed at at. He raised an eyebrow and looked over to the girl. Toxia, or: "Toxie eh?" Lukas was mostly speaking to himself, wrapped in his fascination of the toxic dragon.
Lukas could hear the slaver ramble on. He rolled his eyes and let out a breath of frustration. He angrily turned to the man and snapped at him. "Will you please stop talking like that? Either say what you got with some confidence, or don't say anything at all." Lukas sighed once more then turned back to the girl. "Well, Toxie, you don't look that dangerous to me." Lukas noted about the who toxic dragon thing. "You, may have gotten sick, but.. I'm not you, now am I?" Lukas said as he nodded once. But it was true, Lukas wasn't human, he was a demon, and though he would possibly be affected by the toxins. It would be much later than any normal human.
The man reached in between the bars and patted her head once. He noticed the same irritation she had for the man as he did. "It's ok. I don't like him that much either." Lukas slowly moved his hand back out of the cage and through the bars, he placed his hand on hiss thigh, and noticed that it burned slightly. 'Guess she is a bit more poisonous than she seems to be.' He noted to himself.
Lukas pushed up his glasses and stood up, his head felt a little dizzy after the sudden blood rush, but he regained his composure when he turned to face the slaver. The man brushed the bangs out of his face and combed his fingers through his long hair which was tied up in a pony tail. Placing his hands in his pockets, Lukas looked from the man, to the little girl. "I'm not too sure about what I want just yet, though I see a possibility of me taking the little one with me." It was true, Lukas found the girl interesting, though he wasn't sure why. Which peeved him. 'She doesn't talk much either.' He thought as he placed his hand under his chin. "But that can be fixed. Can't it?" Lukas said, half to himself, half to the small girl.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:10 am
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๑ "Toxic Dragon" ๑ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Toxia kept watching the man before her, finding him rather interesting. He smelled, she noted, different from her past masters; they had all been human, and this man had a distinctly different scent. It was another testament to his inhuman blood when he was able to pat her on the head. The dragon crooned in delight at being touched, her eyes sliding closed happily in expectation of more contact, but when she realized that this was all she would be getting for now her eyes opened again, a slight pout on her face. Toxie was even more displeased when the man stood up, her pout increasing in size. It had been some good time since she had gotten any attention or cuddles, as the slaver was too scared to give her the fill of love that she needed, and being given that little taste of a touch with nothing else was unsatisfying.
The slaver was startled by the potential customer and his words, immediately forcing himself into silence until the next time he was addressed. Toxia's expression lightened dramatically, and she suddenly stood up, causing the slaver to flinch. Even on her feet, the girl was fairly small, no more then five feet tall. She started making noises that could be hard to decipher, and the slaver looked at her skeptically. "Do you have something to say, Toxie?" he asked her, and she nodded, smiling sweetly as she looked to the man who had been inspecting her. "I can go home with you," she told him in her childish voice, sweet as sugar. "You can be my master. I give you poison, you give me love." The sentences were a bit broken, since she did not tend to speak much, but it was spoken so cutely that surely it would make no difference. Basically what she meant to say was that she would be happy to go home with him since he seemed that he would be a competent master. At least he was not so frightened that he would not approach her, like her slaver. Hopeful, Toxie watched the man with eager eyes, hoping to make him decide to buy her. She put on her sweetest, most beguiling face and leaned into the bars, gripping them in her little hands and gazing at the man. "Please?"
((OOC: That's okay, no worries ^w^))▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ o b e d i e n t ▷ v i o l e n t ▷ l o v i n g
i n n o c e n t ★ a f f e c t i o n a t e ❤ p e t ◯ f i g h t e r ➵
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 5:36 pm
▌ Berach Vincent Moncle ▌ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Berach Location; Cage With; Mimi Mood; Malfunction! Emotion Unknown. Berach stared at her when she tilted her head, she seemed to be intrigued or confused by his analysis, then again he would find someone randomly saying things about him kind of odd to though on his planet it was customary when meeting someone new. He went back to his scanner and started to move things about on it, his alien language like plain english to humans around here, he blinked watching everything move and sighed when it started to scan even more things. Starting with the air and then contamination and such other things, he sighed in annoyance as he tapped even more things before his arm started to glow again. He pushed on both sides of the scanner and it went back to its original size and disappeared in his hand basically combining back with his body, "No signal no nothing. Looks like I'm stuck." he muttered to himself with a sigh. He retraced back what she had said considering he ignored her earlier and blinked, "iPod? As in those things created in the twenty first century? Those are antique- oh wait....I forgot I'm in the twentieth century." he muttered in annoyance.
Yes that was correct, everything had advanced beyond the humans wildest dreams right now, though the most accurate technology they had right now came from some movie and well it was pretty damn accurate that it was almost scary. He blinked and looked at her when she asked if he had any more questions, "I've got millions. The one that I currently want to ask however is what is an eleven year old doing in a slave shop?" he questioned his bright blue eyes staring at her quizically. He blinked staring at her looking quite curious, 'Alert, Multiple Species and Diseases Detected.' the whir went off in his mind. The things on his ears lit up and her grunted moving them off his ears, they were normal human ears nothing special about them, he blinked and looked at Mimi, "Also, are you sure your fully human?" he asked looking at her trying to figure out what was different about her. She seemed normal, just plain human and nothing more. HEALTH: [80%]
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 6:15 pm
Why yes, Henri, I do believe in monsters
Not the kind with leathery scales
Bloodshot eyes or lizard tailsLark let the kitty girl touch his arm, pretty much spacing out until she spoke. The way she spoke was cute, but he wondered what was wrong with her. The way she spoke was strange, as was how quickly she changed emotions. He kept the pity out of his eyes as he looked at her, raising his head and revealing his face. He blinked a few times in surprise as she suddenly became sad, wondering if he had done something to cause the bizarre change. He was about to say something when the slaver spoke to him. He looked at him with unmasked disgust, but listened anyway. Dangerous? SHE was dangerous? He looked at her, his brow furrowing slightly. He shook his head, then looked back towards the master. He flinched slightly when he hit his cane against the cage, then growled silently. He looked down at the slave, pity taking over his actions. He sighed, then shook his head. "I'll take her." He said suddenly. He stood up straight, lowering his head once more. "How much?" Not the ones with razor claws
Yellow fangs or gaping jaws
No, I don’t believe in those monsters at all
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 6:36 pm
【 ζ ι ℓ ℓ ι ʉ m 】 ❝ P R E T T Yxxx P R E T T Y xxxP L E A S Exxx D O N ' T xxxY O Uxxx E V E R xxxE V E Rxxx F E E L ❞▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀Charms: Fang- rare blood type, Star- Innocent, Moon- Creature of the night, Bell- A pet.
Looking around the Market, Lillium saw the older man that came to talk to the younger one far off talking to another young person, at another slave cage. Withdrawing her hand quickly back into the cage, she folded her hands into her lap, not feeling quite as shy now that she knew the boy's name. "Yuki..." She said quietly, getting used to the name. "You're the first person to tell me their name." She mumbled at her seller gave a laugh at the kid's confusion. "She. Likes. Ya, boy-o" The seller said in a light tone, clearly amused, his words slow enough to understand this time. Shrinking back from the cage a little, Lily diverted her eyes from the boy, unsure of what to say or do now. He was a nice kid, and there was something about him she found calming. And frankly, she felt some kind of hope that this kid and his older... Brother maybe? Might take her away from this place. Picking at the hem of her dress, she kept her eyes down on her fingers, unsure if she wanted to look at the boy as the seller stayed near.
Clearing his throat, the old man looked around the market, a slight grin on his face. "Lily 'as been 'ere for a good while boy-o. She's yet to be sold. Never stepped foot outside at all." Walking slowly back to his chair, he picked up his newspaper. "She can step in the light, it will 'urt 'er, but not as quickly as yer typical vampire." Sitting back on his chair, he smirked behind the newspaper. Lily slowly raised her eyes to Yuki, and her cheeks had the faintest blush on them. "The sun... Takes alot longer to hurt me than normal vampires. I-I can build up a resistance to it though, the l-longer i'm out in it." Plucking at her hem still, she gave a quick look at Yuki again and dropped her uncovered eye back to her hands, pink hair flopping slightly over her face. She would do anything to leave the markets for the first time, and be with a nice family. Touching the charms around her neck, she felt the bell. Pet? Well... Technically she could be, even if it got her out the cage.
Collars: Hot Pink- Romantic or Charming, Dark Green- Somewhat Obedient, Bit Rebellious, Indigo- Easily Frightened and Shy.▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀❝ L I K Exxx Y O U ' R E xxxL E S Sxxx T H A N xxxF U C K I N Gxxx P E R F E C T❞  
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 7:01 am
 Lucius Thorne Lucius led his lovely nymph along through the market, reaching the outside through a pair of doors that were opened just for him to go out. Clearly he was well known around here, and his power amongst the guards left an impression. Though she had been behaving well so far, it was easy to see the grudging obedience in the princess he was leading along. The demon prince smiled inwardly at the hopes that once out of the market she would reveal her true colors, her fighting spirit that he knew that she possessed. It burned in her eyes, and it would hopefully only be time before she showed it in full force.
Now they reached the vehicle that Lucius had been delivered here in, a limo since he liked to ride in comfort and style. "Go on in, my lovely," he cooed charmingly to the nymph, "Your chariot awaits." He held open the door and allowed her to enter first before getting in himself and shutting the door behind them. The privacy window rolled down and the driver asked where to go. Lucius sighed in irritation and rolled his eyes. "I already told you, fool, it was just a trip here and straight back home," he growled, and immediately the driver looked flustered and rolled up the privacy window again, departing. Now alone with his nymph, Lucius looked to her, examining her looks and thinking on how beautiful this princess was. "I suppose that in your time as a princess you never met the monarchs of the demons?"
((OOC: So sorry that this reply took so long! T.T))
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