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Tiny Baby Boo Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 10:42 pm
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 10:49 pm
"My name is Eliza..." Eliza nodded slowly, "Yes master." She whispered, following the girl's lead. Her eyes seemed seemed distant as they gazed at the floor. She didn't look at the girl as she was lead to her cage. "...Unless that displeases you..."
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Angel of Fire and Dreams Crew
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Evil Stardust Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 10:58 pm
(She doesn’t have the glasses)  "I-I'm not a Master..." She said softly and blushed. She opened one of the comfortable cages and helped the girl in. "I"m sorry.. I don't want Master Jay to be angry at me for not putting you away.." She said softly and closed the door behind her and took the leash off and set it aside.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 11:09 pm
"My name is Eliza..."Eliza nodded as she stood in her cage with her feet pointing towards eachother. Her hair was a bit unkept and her cloths seemed clean but ratty. A few bruises were visible now, her eyes a bit darkened by a shiner. She stood stiff, as though afraid, "I understand." She said in a hushed tone. "...Unless that displeases you..."
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 12:24 pm
 Savannah watched as Serien got closer to the man. She lifted her staff up, ready if the man got any ideas. When nothing happened And Serien took care of the other girl, did Savannah start to relax a little. "Serien..... Why not give her something to eat and drink?" She asked as she handed her the two bowls.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 3:44 pm
 Carry me to the shoreline. Bury me in the stand. Walk me across the water.
{{~And maybe you'll understand.~}} ~Sing of Adventures, of Fights, of Love and Hate~ "I recall every scream, every rage, every whisper into the darkness," she practically whispered in reply, her forehead just barely leaning against the bars. Vaguely, Rhaena recalled herself and took a small step backwards, sighing.
"It is the experience that has shaped me into whatever it is I am now... And I think, perhaps, I will extend the next hand of courtesy to you."
Her hand reached out, sliding gently along one of the bars, and a vague red heat stirred under her touch, making the metal glow for a moment. She tilted her head and lifted an eyebrow. "If you're willing to accept the offer by yourself." ☼ Of Suns ~Rhaena~ Of Shadows ☼ {{~Once the stone you're crawling under -- is lifted off of your shoulders. ~}}
Once the cloud that's raining over you head disappears, the noise that you'll hear is the crashing down of Hollow Years.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 8:48 pm
Tetsu ×The Broken ♥♥♥  I wanted to believe
Bodies swinging from trees
Struggling to stand
With your head in your hands
A stoic last stand
Of a dying man ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The salve of crimson hair stood and listened to the words of the blond woman. She was right, each and every horrid moment of his past could be recalled by a simple touch or sound. All of his past was constantly relived in his dreams, but he thought that to be a subject for another day. Seeing her hand move he flinched slightly. Tetsu half expected her to harm him in some way but the look in her eyes forced him not to move. She had been through similar acts that he himself had, she knew the pain of his life like no one else could.
The coal hues of the slave watched the metal heat up around her hand as it passed through the bars. His eyes darted to her's as she spoke once more. If he was correct she was offering him a ticket out of this place, but was he to return to the hell of his past or was her ticket one to salvation? His only way of finding out was to accept. ((will edit if next if needed))
Reaching out he wrapped his strong fingers around her small hand. The smell of his burning flesh permeated around the shop. "I accept your offer" he said with a nod. Had he just signed his death warrent? Only time will tell.
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Every night
The questions poured out
Of your wounded eyes
Damn dark things
Every day
You used to pray
Listen to the black raven sing
You wanted to believe
As you were falling to your knees
Struggling to stand
With your life in your hand
The sad last stand
Of a broken man
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 9:32 pm
"My name is Eliza..." At the sound of Tetsu's voice Eliza's eyes widened by a fraction. She shifted them to look at the man the sound had come from. She could feel his pain from where she stood, felt it down into her very soul. It made her eyes well up as she quietly observed him. She knew the life too well. She had her own pain. She wanted to run over and hold him, but the bars and her own broken spirit hindered her. "...Unless that displeases you..." ((as asked, i changed her pic))
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 10:05 pm
Tetsu ×The Broken ♥♥♥ I wanted to believe
Bodies swinging from trees
Struggling to stand
With your head in your hands
A stoic last stand
Of a dying man ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Tetsu smiled at the mistress but only for a moment. Something was watching him or rather some one. He could feel the heavy gaze of another covering his body, it made the hairs on his neck stand up. Turning around he saw a blue haired woman with crimson eyes staring at him. "Excuse me a moment mistress" he said turning towards the other woman.
Walking closer was out of his character but her eyes told a story only few could comprehiend. Her story like his and the mistress was a sad one and he sighed walking closer. "I am tetsu" he said softly as he rested his head on the bars looking at her. HE felt like he should talk to her, maybe hearing that yet another was able to make it through the same would make him feel better.
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Every night
The questions poured out
Of your wounded eyes
Damn dark things
Every day
You used to pray
Listen to the black raven sing
You wanted to believe
As you were falling to your knees
Struggling to stand
With your life in your hand
The sad last stand
Of a broken man [[shower time bb in like 15]]
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 10:18 pm
"My name is Eliza..."Eliza forced herself not to tremble as she dropped her eyes, "I'm sorry..." She whispered, bowing her head down, "if I bothered you sir." She backed a few steps away. She remained mostly quiet, her movements were gracful and light. One would almost think she were made of porcelin for she seemed so fragile. "...Unless that displeases you..." ((kk))
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 10:32 pm
Tetsu ×The Broken ♥♥♥ I wanted to believe
Bodies swinging from trees
Struggling to stand
With your head in your hands
A stoic last stand
Of a dying man ---------------------------------------------------------------------- A soft smile was allowed to be seen by the red headed slave. He only allowed so for a single second and his face returned to his normal emotionless luster. She was just like him in so many ways causing him to be intreigued by her. His coal eyes that were once full of life scanned the young girls body and he meet her eyes. They were a beautiful crimson that seemed to be dulling from the cages. He hated to see someone go through pain as he did but he could not help her.
Maybe if he convinced the mistress to bring her along he could help her but his ways would not allow him to speak in such a way. "You are not bothering me, you are just like me aren't you. You have seen the gates of hell and were saved by this place" he said softly as he fell to floor. He leaned against the foot of his bed and his shoulder pressed against the bars of his cage. He looked to the slave and sighed wondering the thoughts in her mind.
Though in the back of his he was disrespecting a mistress and he would accept any punishment from her later but he felt connected to this woman just as he did the mistress.
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Every night
The questions poured out
Of your wounded eyes
Damn dark things
Every day
You used to pray
Listen to the black raven sing
You wanted to believe
As you were falling to your knees
Struggling to stand
With your life in your hand
The sad last stand
Of a broken man
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 10:51 pm
"My name is Eliza..."Eliza looked up into his eyes. Her own seemed aged by hard years, as though she'd seen too much. "Saved?" She asked in a low tone. She didn't feel saved, just transfered. A mere interlude between hells. Her mind was flooded with the angry and hopless thoughts and feeling of those around her. She felt she could burst with the sorrow in this place. She looked down again, "I'm never...saved..." She whispered just loud enough to be heard. "...Unless that displeases you..." ((sorry for taking so long, my internet sucks right now))
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 10:59 pm
Tetsu ×The Broken ♥♥♥ I wanted to believe
Bodies swinging from trees
Struggling to stand
With your head in your hands
A stoic last stand
Of a dying man ---------------------------------------------------------------------- A sigh escaped his lips as he listened to the soft voice of his fellow slave. She had a point, with out a freedom or life to call their own they would never truly be free of the hell they were placed in. Though this place did hold some promise to them. The mistress that was going to buy him was one of the nicest people he had meet so fare that was not a slave Also the mistress now seemed to have a sweent ess hidden with in her somewhere.
Looking back to her he sighed once more as is dark hues meet her beautiful crimson ones. "This place is better than any I have been to and the buyers that come in seem to be decent" he said trying to make her feel better. But something inside him told him she would not feel this way until it was experienced.
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Every night
The questions poured out
Of your wounded eyes
Damn dark things
Every day
You used to pray
Listen to the black raven sing
You wanted to believe
As you were falling to your knees
Struggling to stand
With your life in your hand
The sad last stand
Of a broken man [[tis ok]]
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 11:14 pm
"My name is Eliza..."Eliza nodded, but in her heart she didn't believe any place that sold slaves could be decent. She folded her hands infront of her and asked, "Do you really believe that this place is a haven? Do they not sell our lives away for profit, no matter how we will be treated? Are we not still slaves?" Her voice was hollow. She'd given up on this changing long ago. "...Unless that displeases you..."
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 11:54 pm
Tetsu ×The Broken ♥♥♥ I wanted to believe
Bodies swinging from trees
Struggling to stand
With your head in your hands
A stoic last stand
Of a dying man ---------------------------------------------------------------------- He nodded knowing that her words were true. He knew it in his heart that there was nothing good to come of being a slave, a tool for someone's enjoyment. All to well did he know the rule of a tool. They were used and used until they were no good. But unfortuatly for Tetsu his body repaired itself at such quick rates his masters would never stop the torture. So many times had his body been cut and his wounds used as yet another play thing to his master. The thought alone made him shiver.
"You are correct, but one can only hope for some their lives are not completly lost" he said rembmering the little girl that enjoyed his song. That was his only thing keeping him alive, his voice. With out such beautiful music he could not bare to look at his own reflection. "What is your name" he said softly trying to lighten the mood.
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Every night
The questions poured out
Of your wounded eyes
Damn dark things
Every day
You used to pray
Listen to the black raven sing
You wanted to believe
As you were falling to your knees
Struggling to stand
With your life in your hand
The sad last stand
Of a broken man
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