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Even if I say, it'll be alright. Still I here you say,
you want to end your life. Now and again we try,
to just stay alive. Maybe we'll turn it around
'cuz it's not too late, it's never too late.


There was a smile again. At least he was still smiling, but now Miano wasn't feeling as okay as he was. Life energy. So this man wasn't human, the neko had already gathered. But he was a creature that fed off life energy. Don't mind? I won't have a choice, even if I do mind it.. Oh, I don't care as long as he lets me sleep afterword.

Miano definitely wasn't thrilled, but his first buyer seemed very happy now. About what exactly, he wasn't quite sure, but happy nonetheless. In moments there was a guard standing at his cage, making Miano look up as keys jingled. "Do you need a leash or chains?" No way! The neko wasn't a dog! Sure, Miano was an animal, but they put dogs on leashes, not cats. The male sighed and moved a foot outside the cage.

The neko found a hand being offered to him. Taking a second to react, Miano slid his slender fingers around his new master's hand, pulling himself up with the offered help. "Thank you..." Though he let go immediately once up, to wipe of his pants where he had been sitting on the cold, dirty floor.

Mind? Why would I mind it?" Why would he? Unless there was something important his new master wasn't telling him. Something that could prepare him, or to know what to expect. Was there other people or animals in his house? A girlfriend? A child? A pet? "Is there anything I should know, Master?"

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Kairu

Kairu smiled at the neko as he took his hand but soon, the warmth of the other's hand left his. Kairu didn't care. He was just happy that he had someone to bring home and that someone wouldn't die from having life energy stolen from them. Right now, that seemed to be the only thing that mattered to Kairu. As long as he had a food source and some company, he would be okay.

He looked towards the neko, trusting that he wouldn't run away from Kairu. When the question was asked after Kairu said he hoped Miano wouldn't mind him, he smiled a little childishly. "Oh. Be prepared for things like that. And I mean kisses. I get hungry very often," the man said, smiling at Miano.

As they reached the exit, he took the neko's hand, smiling at the boy. "Come," he said as he lead the boy to a black car. A driver was sitting inside and as soon as he saw Kairu and his new pet, the man exited the car to open the door for them. Kairu let Miano get in first before sliding in close to him. It was probably too early but Kairu slid close to him and nuzzled his head under the other's chin childishly. "And this. I hope you won't mind this," Kairu said as he placed his head on Miano's shoulder and kissed the neko's neck.

Soon the driver was beginning to head for Kairu's house. He didn't pay attention to Kairu since all the people in his household knew that the man acted very oddly at times. Miano would have to get used to that.


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Worthless glass marbles spilled out from our palms
We gathered them up like diamonds and laughed, never ending days.
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They called us fake but nobody had the guts to look us in the eye
Our story is shining brighter than any jewel

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▓Jezzer wasn't surprised by the extra hostility in the dog's eyes, and smirked when the dog spoke again, "Oh doggy's got some spunk." he sneered lightly laughing at the dog practically mocking him. The dog obviously didn't like him and made quite a show of it too, Jezzer enjoyed a good challenge and so far that's what the dog was doing, he liked animals so this might possibly work out for him. He blinked though when it grew colder, he wasn't fully affected by it nerve wise, his body felt it but he couldn't register it, he blinked as snow fell and he watched it with a light smile, "Eh.....its pretty...." he mumbled lightly mystified by the show of power, he looked back to the dog when it mentioned taking him to hell with him if Jezzer did attempt to kill him, and he snickered, "Sounds like an interesting proposition, but your out of breath just from that." he said rolling his dark eyes. He stood up looking around, it would be easier to take care of a dog rather then people and a dog as vicious as him could probably take care of anyone that might try to bring harm to the beast instead of being an idiot and screaming. He called lightly for a guard, "Oui, I want this vicious biting one." he called lightly. One of the men walked over and stood before Jezzer, "Vicious biting? Why?" the man questioned, Jezzer glared, "None of your god damned ******** business you little s**t. Long as you get paid it shouldn't matter what happens to it right?" he hissed pulling out his wallet and a note. The government paid for everything of his so it was no big deal to give them the note, they paid for whatever slave he would buy. The guard called the manager over and the manager looked over the note before nodding, "Give him what he wants." the manager said lightly. The guard nodded and walked over to the cage.▓

We trusted the strength we couldn’t see and set out
It doesn’t matter where we end up
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Spreading our tiny wings, we look up at this sky that’s way too high
But we’ll never walk with our heads down or make excuses for not flying

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Her red hair might had stood out amongst her pale skin anyway, but with the dark blanket wrapped around her Ivy knew that a few extra stares were sometimes thrown her way. The blanket, draped over her shoulders, was held tight around her in a vain attempt to stay warm. She was simply a human, and while she normally recoiled at being held by another person, Ivy knew she could use some body heat right about now. Goose bumps rose on her exposed skin and under the blanket she tried to rub at her arms to keep some warmth through the friction. With her legs crossed beneath her and her back laid against the set of bars behind her Ivy could do nothing but wait like all the others.

In some ways she had become more accustomed to this life now, she had been stuck in these situations since she was a child and her hopes of actually getting away were slowly dwindling. While they lowered Ivy has not given up entirely on the idea of escaping, as can easily be seen in the stories of her past masters. Sucking in a deep breath Ivy rubbed her cheek against her shoulder, the blanket providing her some much needed warmth. The girl who used to be in the cage beside her had taken it from her last masters house, and had used it to keep herself warm before Ivy was even placed here. While Ivy normally tried to keep from forming friendships while in the cages this girl had been special, and her rule of maintaining only pleasant acquaintances had been hard to keep.

Her name was Sophie, and the two of them had spoken to each other easily. While Sophie had been younger she was mature for her age and optimistic through the struggle. They had found it easy to talk with each other and because of it Sophie passed over her blanket every now and then. Upon being spotted by an owner Sophie gave the fabric to Ivy with a smile before being pulled from the cage. It had been hard to watch her leave, and Ivy remembered why she had established the rules she did for herself. It was important to keep a clear head in these situations, and idle chatter with someone who would soon leave you or vice versa always left you depressed.

Hugging the blanket tighter into one hand Ivy lifted another to fit a finger under her collar. The charms were cold; clinking lightly as she played with the material. Collars were nothing new; she had worn a few before, though her distaste for them had never really gone away. She had to wonder how long this cold would last, though she hoped that she would be out of the cage soon enough. The weather was not unbearable yet but more uncomfortable than anything.

It seemed as though it was an endless procession of months or possibly years that went by so quickly, the ancient vampire could no longer keep track of how long she had been there exactly. Not that it mattered. One day, Lilith knew all the puny blood bags would eventually..die out, this place would become ruins like so many others had and she would be free to walk on her own once more. All that she had to do was wait. However, a soft sigh of patience would flow past her lips when all she wanted to do was play what she thought to be fun games with them…Hide and go seek with a butcher knife was rather one of her favorites? Though mortals didn’t seem to always want to play fair. How boring it was here though..with rare few interesting creature to pass by as few tended to find that little nook of what she thought to be a rather barbaric place. Hearing the cries of pretty slaves being tormented by fat and old slavers rather got old after awhile..or even the ignorant mass of mortals that flocked to this place always looking for something. Lilith had never had a master that she thought worthy enough to give her loyalty and protection to and it was unlikely ever to happen ’They really think they can use my power to gain everything they desire..hmph! They shall sooner find themselves without a head..heheh~’ She thought to herself idlely, whilst her icy cold blue depths narrowed just a bit in a sort of pure animosity they emitted at the time.

For now, Lilith smoothed out the tiers of her white skirt decked out in lace as she sat upon a wooden chair that oddly seemed to look more like some sort of throne. There was a small sort of table before her that was covered in some sort of antique white lacy cloth and was decked out with some old china, a tea pot and a tiny cup with a saucer underneath that would almost seemed as within the setting of being surrounded by those silver bars of which she could not escape that she would be having a teacup. The silver haired girl had been there so long and simply had a way of acquiring things over time..it wasn’t exactly to her tastes but it would do for now.

She would pour the blood red liquid from the teapot which was really just a sort of blood wine that seemed to be given to all the creature here whom needed such. Lilith..had no particular liking at all for the beverage in comparison with that bottomless need for pure undiluted blood especially those of the rare types. It was either that though or coming to starve to death..which for a little while she had proudly come to endure until she gave into that blood wine. Lifting her teacup more daintily to her lips, Lilith would glance to her ‘companions’ which were really just maimed up and headless dolls she had placed about the table, giving out another heavy sigh “Another dull day in Hades..It could be entertaining perhaps if the guards end up chasing another run away? Sometimes they use sharp pointy things to subdue them or clubs~~ Heh..~”

{There was a mansion made from ice.
And I strongly wish to tell you an ancient story about it..
That mansion was cursed because of the ice.
There was an strong seal put over it.
And in one room of that mansion, a girl of ice was locked up.
The girl was completely alone.}

Sirs Alexander Richard

Alex Marshall walked down the rows of cages. He pretended to think he had a very specific idea of what type of slave he was searching for, but in reality, he didn't. He wanted a female. That much was certain. Beyond that, he didn't really care. Of course, he had given a list of what he "required", though he was not going to be very strict to it.

He brushed a strand of red hair from his face, and looked around. He walked, not really paying attention, waiting for one of the slaves to catch his eye. He wasn't really interested in any of them, until he found a cage somewhat different from the others. He looked through the first set of fencing, and could see a woman sitting on the ground, surrounded by toys. He called one of the workers over, and asked about the strange woman. "She's a different one. Give you a hard time, she will."

At the man's statement, Alex scoffed. That woman, with those cute toys and adorable child-like attitude would give him a hard time? He wasn't sure whether he believed it or not, but he was intrigued.

Anthony watched his brother walk away before turning to the row of slaves himself. Unlike his brother, he actually had a specific type of slave in mind. He wanted someone intellectual. Someone he could match intellect with. Someone unlike his brother. He looked around with a serene calm, trying to figure out where his ideal slave would be.

He didn't have as much luck as his brother in finding an interesting slave right off the bat. In fact, he could find a lot of female slaves, but had yet to find a male slave. He continued his search, walking through the isles of cages, waiting to find someone of interest.

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She had kept her position too long and the stinging numbness that creeps in as body parts start to fall asleep hit Ivy at full force. Untangling herself quickly she pushed her legs out in front of her, allowing them to leave the area protected by the blanket for a moment. With them stretched out she flexed and pointed her toes, hoping the movement would stop the feeling. Her feet were clothed in mary jane’s; the flat black shoe attached across the top of her foot with a silver buckle. Beneath them a pair of tights that did little to help keep the air away from her skin. If she were to remove the blanket one would see the black turtle neck and dark purple knee length skirt beneath. Her last master had only liked dark colors and it was a wonder that she had been able to find the purple amongst the shades of grey and black.

Shifting now Ivy pulled in her legs to keep them bent against her chest and draped the fabric over her knees. She heard chatter around her but kept her eyes downcast. There was always someone talking, always something going on. Fights broke out often between an unruly slave and the guards but Ivy never understood the point. She wanted to get out of this place just as much as the next person but it was pointless to try the whole escape plan. Whenever she made it to the market she knew she wasn’t at her top, be it from a final beating or just at the moment it was decided she be placed back into market. Either way it would be better to be picked up by someone first and then get some food and rest before planning an escape.

Of course that plan hadn’t quite worked for her yet but it almost had. She’d gotten out of the house a few times but often never completely off the property before being tackled to the ground and dragged back to the house. Sure there had been one or two masters she hadn’t run from, but that was because she believed it might actually have been worth staying. One of them had died and the other had fallen into hard times having to leave the country rather abruptly.

Sirs Alexander Richard

Alex turned his head to look at the older man who had now approached him. So this child-like behavior was just half of what she was? Interesting, sure enough, but Alex wanted to know more.

"So, If her child-like attitude is just half of her - Claire, did you say? - Then what is this 'Lucy' like?" He asked. He was quite curious by this point. He watched Claire with interest, finding the way she was both adorable and repulsive.

He walked along the front of the cage, examining the young woman from every angle. She was pretty enough, sure, though it was hard to really tell through the large clothing she was wearing. "Tell me more about her. I am quite intrigued." He said, turning his attention back to the older looking man.

Anthony vaguely noted that his red-haired brother had found someone of interest already, though he paid him little mind. He walked along the rows of cages, until bright red eyes caught his interest. It was probably a demon or something, he figured. He was about to move on when he noticed the state of the creature's skin. That was what made him pause. He stayed put for a moment longer because of the creature's collar. While the charms weren't exactly what he was searching for, it was probably about as close as he would find.

After staring for a moment longer, he walked up to the cage.

"What are you, and what is your name?" he asked after a moment. While his voice wasn't overly harsh, it was clear that he was expecting to be answered.