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 Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 7:03 pm
|| Where: Hotel Room | With: Faust | Mood: Amused || Ashton would smirk lightly as the green haired lass would more or less taunt him, it wasn't meant as a threat, even if the wording sounded like it. He didn't like the thought of dying but there wasn't much he really could do if she was dissatisfied with her purchase later on. Pursing his lips lightly, "Better then ending up dead on a curb, at least I get a proper burial!" he'd snort lightly finding it fairly funny that she was being humorous with him, it was fairly surprising given her demeanor. Lets hope she stayed that way for a bit, after all being buried in the backyard didn't sound too fun, at least not for the initial twenty minutes of suffocation that is, well if he wasn't killed before that.
Ashton would listen to the female quietly as she would go on to talk about enjoying her job, and not minding the things she had to do, then going on to explain that she would discuss things about what he could and couldn't do later in the car. He rubbed his head and nodded lightly, he was slightly interested in the reason her boss wanted her to shoo other boys away, he was also sensing that this boss was a female, possibly, "Sounds good ta me." he'd chuckle his thick Irish accent showing through once again. He wasn't trying to suppress it anymore, he didn't need to be threatening or convincing of much of anything, just useful, and he already apparently fit the part so no reason to try to impress her. Walking fairly slowly keeping his own pace as he followed along behind her, he would feel a change in her atmosphere as she mentioned Sin, he would stare blankly at her, not at all threatened by her really. The things he had seen and went through couldn't compare to having a gun shoved down your throat with a one eyed freak trying to pull the trigger. Ashton has been through hell and back so words didn't really phase him as much as action did, "Uh....I promise I won't lay a hand on her?" he'd say questioningly wondering if that was what she wanted to hear.
The sudden abrupt laughter made him flinch slightly feeling immediately on edge as she would turn to him and explain that her friends food was delicious, his hand was towards his side and the other raised up ready to attack though he would easily calm as he eyed her. A smirk crossed his features as she would continue on about saying if she wanted to kill him she would do it out right anyway, "Good ta know." he'd say rolling his eyes as some of the guards eyed him. Tilting his head towards her as she would pay and then gesture him to get going, he would open his mouth for a moment before shrugging and following her out. Stepping outside he would merely look around, seeing everything up close was much surreal, he would tilt his head and breath in looking fairly happy about the scents he could pull in, though it was lessened greatly due to his collar. Looking to the car that the woman opened he would stare at it, man he still hated cars, he wasn't uncomfortable in them, but he just had dislike for the vehicles. Slipping into the car next to her he would glance uneasily around it, listening to her fairly absent minded at the moment. He would think for a moment about clothing, "I'm good with whatever. I'm not bothered by much...long as I don't have to put on a dress I think I'll wear anything." he'd snort.
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Posted: Fri Aug 09, 2013 5:51 pm
   Von disappeared from his home while his brother spoke with his new slave. He couldn't believe his younger had done this. He was suppose to be sleeping but that hardly would happen with a new being in his domain. He growled as he winced his black eyes to the sunlight. Von hadn't understand why they reacted so. He wasn't like that before. Before the split. He felt weaker at times now more than ever. He wasn't sure how he felt about all this. Von was once an underling once a slave. The black haired male felt metal in his mouth just thinking about all this. The vampire looked back at his house watching the translucant being that was his brother standing outside without the alarm standing before a woman with bluish hair. He grimaced and became annoyed as he was pissed that Simon stood outside in the open with no protection. Von hissed at his brother, but kept his thoughts from his brother. A rather difficult task as they could feel and hear each others thoughts regardless of tricks. Soon Simon would hear him it was only a matter of time.
Von turned his head and eased on his dodge tomahawk. He needed to get rid of the bike as it was a easily unmistakable machine. Only so many were made. His master was sure to find him. Von was sure the link though weaken was there. He'll sense the affection for the machine as he did when he created a sword and tracked them to their secondary home. The vampire drove off at this thought. He wasn't sure what would happen if he dropped the paranoia. Von drove after hearing Simon's pleas and heart ache. He decided he would try this... He shook his head during the drive to this hotel where his brother had gotten his slave. He wanted to vomit really. He hated being ruled over. As he approached, the hotel accepted his needs of hiding his bike. He entered the foyer where his ear became very aware of the heart beats within the building. Von eased to the desk. He shoved his hand pockets as the woman checked the data base. Apparently, Simon already filled out the paper work as she printed out a list of beings supposedly his match. Von sighed as he looked at the collars and colors. Then there were the charms. “How bothersome...” he uttered as he stepped to the start of the list. After a few doors, he couldn't help but leave them. He disliked how they acted. They tried snuggling up to him. It made him remember what he had to do with his own master...his creator. He leaned against the wall annoyed at himself for doing this.
Von walked down the halls before hearing the weirdest heart beat ever if you could call it that. His blood was screaming as though he was being punished by his sire or in danger. His master wasn't about to making feel this what made his tainted blood feel the need to shake his form. As he approached the door he leaned against it hearing the heart and his body wished to be away. “What are you...” Von turned the door knob and entered the domain seeing a green eyed female that literally made his body wish to turn the other way. Von remained firm to this. “Hello.” He stated sizing her up trying to understand her really. “What is your name?” He inquired even as the paper had stated enough info. 
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 12:20 pm
Renee xoxWe hide in the shadows that took all the light.
I’m trying to see, but we are surrounded by the night. The girl started to pull on the sheets. Letting them come undone so she could get under them. She really didn’t know what to do with herself in this room. It felt like every day was just wasted since she didn’t know what to do with her time. What did she have to do besides talk to the people who came in? It wasn’t like anyone was going to take her home. No one wanted what was basically a cannibal of vampires living in their house. Sighing, she turned away from the door and listened to the many different things going on in the hotel. There was someone napping in the next room over, a few people chatting and walking around. Then there was someone speaking close to her room. Asking a question about what inhabited one of the rooms.
Renee sat up and gave the door a curious look. She hadn’t been paying too much attention to it for a while now since she had buried herself in her covers. Pulling them around her, she stared at the man that had entered the room. What was he doing in here? The vampires usually couldn’t stand to be around her. This wasn’t one sided though, she could not stand being near vampires either. They always brought in that excessively sweet smell in the room and Renee had to fight herself to make sure she didn’t attack them. Holding her breath, Renee looked over the man. First noticing the color of his eyes that were somewhat hidden behind his hair. The second thing she had noticed was the papers in his hand. Why was he asking for her name when he had the papers right there? Shouldn’t it be written down?
Covering her mouth she kept her eyes on the paper before mumbling an answer, “It’s Renee.” At least this question was one she had been asked many times before so it wasn’t too hard for her to answer it. Now if he had asked her something that needed a longer answer she might have struggled a bit. She wasn’t the best at talking, and no one ever seemed like they wanted to take the time to understand what she was trying to tell them. Removing her hand from over her mouth she went to brush her bangs out of her eyes and take a better look at him. He was much taller than her. Maybe it was just because he was standing and she was sitting on a bed but she was pretty sure that wasn’t it. Moving to pat the soft bed, she hoped he would understand she was letting him know he could sit down if he didn’t want to stand. She was hoping he would say no to the offer since it was taking a bit of effort to keep herself from attacking the boy. But… just in case he did want to sit she scooted back a bit so there would be enough room between them.
Mood:UpsetxoxoLocation:Her roomxoxoThoughts:...
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 2:43 pm
His eyes locked onto the girls demeanor as she looked at him. He knew the look well, very well indeed. he had domed it everytime he saw a human or anything near that area. She however a great control as she held herself on the bed only covering her mouth. Another thing he did especially when he was trying to hide his fangs to either conceal his nature or maintain himself. Vons body was screaming at him. The word Crusnik was on the form. It was in the vampire world the grim reaper an evil one at that. His kind must have gave a delicious aroma as she watched him carefully. Renee as the form stated eased herself onto the bed calmly. Von merely leaned against the door as he wasn't sure how the blood in him would react with her within a few inches of him. As it were his system was in over drive ready to escape from her. How interesting this was having a predator become prey. Then again there was always something that could prey on another. Von imaged how his master would act like if she were around him. He would run just like vons blood wished for him to do. The idea made me bite back the smile that nearly breached his lips.
He was quiet and still for a long time. A trait he had aquired far before his turning. She was also old he felt that much. He was perhaps at the mortal age of 22, immortally he was only nearing a hundred. He was so young and weak compared to her. It was humorous. She was already stronger than him. A inner thought came from within. She would need to feed off himself and he wasn't sure how that would be for both of them. How interesting. He pictured her nearly draining him. It didn't seem too bad with what he had done to his better half and perhaps would help in defense. That was of course if she were willing. Her housing seemed better than his own. It made him laugh really. “It seems rather boring in this room.” He uttered without thinking. He pushed off the wall taking a step forward. “A bit stuffy really.” His eyes latched onto the collar. He grimaced a bit. “I know how that feels.” He sighed. His insides heated up at the nearing. He dared another step. Ignoring his vampire self was liberal.
“I'm a vampire called Von Raen, it is nice to meet you.” He stated rather enjoying the nice engagement seeing as he's always attacked.
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:17 pm
Renee xoxWe hide in the shadows that took all the light.
I’m trying to see, but we are surrounded by the night.x
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Renee repeated the name in her head, Von Raens, she was planning to say it was nice to meet him too but she was too scared that it would come out wrong. Sucking in her bottom lip, she nodded in agreement instead. She let her bangs cover her right eye when she did. Then pointing to her nose she mumbled,“I know…” Your scent gives it away…
Giving him a curious look, she moved farther away from him. Getting out of the bed she stood on the other side of it so she wouldn’t fall out of it. Renee knew vampires weren’t much of a threat to her anymore. But the girl still felt a little uncomfortable with one of them so close to her. Unless she was feeding off of them… But unfortunately this one was here to possibly buy her. Which meant she could get out of this awful room. So it wasn’t a good idea to bite this one. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, she pointed to his spot. “Stay there. Please?” Renee knew she was the one that offered for him to come closer but she didn’t actually expect him too. Vampires usually tried to keep their distance when it came to her. And she preferred it that way. When they did try to come close to her it brought up the little memories she did have. It was a little over two hundred years ago and that night still scared her.
Letting out a small sigh, Renee had to remind herself that she wasn’t human anymore. There was only one vampire in the room. And he looked nothing like the one she had met before. There was also the fact that she was in a small room and not the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees. Pulling herself together she whispered an apology. Her hand found its way back over her mouth and hide the small frown that she wore. Renee’s eyes also stayed on the spot she was sitting in not too long ago. A little embarrassed from how she reacted to him stepping closer to her. If it were any other crusnik they would have stayed in their seat or pounced on the man. But there weren’t many of her kind around… or that’s what she assumed. Renee hadn’t met any before she came to this place. There must be a small number of them out there though if what she was had a name to it. Her eyes went back to Von. Why is he still in here? Was he not worried about her biting him? She opened her mouth a little and pointed to her fangs. Shaking her head no to let him know he wasn’t going to find them buried in his skin. It would be much easier if she could actually tell him these things. The woman was never confident enough to try though. Instead she used her hands and small sentences to communicate with others.
Mood:UpsetxoxoLocation:Her roomxoxoThoughts:...
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:06 pm
His eyes landed on her bottom lip. He recalled his first few days as a vamp. He was sure he looked the very same. Von stopped not nearing any further as even tho the her powers were bound by the hotels charm and his own was not, he could still see her lunge forward and have him in a head lock before her fangs broke the skin. It would a first in a very long while. He chuckled so light it might have been missed if she were a mortal. His line formal as he made it to her was already known. It was like how his body already detected her in the hallway and told him to avoid her...his blood told him anyhow.
Von was calm as she moved away swiftly. A reaction to him. He hid himself in a cave hiding away his shame of causing not one but two deaths. His own stupidity and pride killed off his brother with his turning and with his first feeding he killed a woman he didn't know. He was glad his brother had his own form however wayward it might have been now. Von didn't show it much, but he was very understanding to Renee's need to get away. Her hand gesture caught his attention and he bowed his head in understanding. Her mind was else where a moment ago. He could see that enough. Simon said he looked like he had blanked out and reacted differently a few times. Perhaps it was something their races shared when it came to bad times. He was silent as she was and moved to look around the room. His eyes examined the walls and coloring. Von had moved away from her giving the space she needed. He turned side ways not allowing his back to be exposed, even with her motions of promise. He folded his arms feeling for the metal he made. Von felt better knowing it was there.
The vampire already took in the status of the room. Security outside.... He cut his thoughts at that moment. This wasn't his home. Their security was not an issue he didn't need to worry. His eyes rolled back onto her seeing if him being further from her would calm her down. He was dangling a nice dinner at her after all. He wondered calmly to himself. “I understand the needs of a predator very well.” He told rather coldly, “Do they feed you vampire's blood here?” He asked. Supplements and synthetic blood never didn't sit well in his form at all.
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Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 9:09 pm
  Nervously, Charity watched the young man, hoping desperately that he would respond in a positive manner to her introduction. After all, what could she possibly do if he decided to attack her? Or if he was rude to her? She knew how to deal with rude, snooty people – it came with the territory of having been raised rich – but the negative attitude would make her want to be rude as well, and she really didn’t want to start off of the wrong foot or have this young man thinking she was stuck-up or any of that! And if he attacked her? Well she hated verbal arguments alone, she wouldn’t do that well in a physical one! Sure she had been taught to fight by her parents, or to be more accurate, she had been taught the concept of fighting. She knew the moves, and what she was supposed to do, but she was pretty certain that she lacked the strength to pull any of it off. The young man in front of her didn’t look all that weak either. And sure, she could call a guard, but then what? She would probably be so discouraged that she’d go home and have to come back another day. That wouldn’t be very good.
Thankfully, the young man answered somewhat graciously; Charity wasn’t too sure about the growl he produced. She sensed annoyance floating in the air, and she knew that it wasn’t hers. She had no reason to be annoyed, at least not yet. But why was he annoyed? Did he not want her to be here? Did he think that the idea of her being here was appalling? She was afraid to ask, although she knew that it probably had something to do with the position he was in. But didn’t a lot of people choose to be slaves, or be raised to be them? Charity was sure she wouldn’t like it, but that’s because it would go against how she had been raised. She wouldn’t understand it at all, but of course she would probably end up crying as a response.
She was here to help though, as well as find herself a companion. She was a nice mistress! Right? Breaking a smile, she nodded to the young man. ”Xia?” she repeated, ”I shall remember that.”
She remained in the same position silently, waiting for him to shake her hand, before deciding that it probably wasn’t going to happen. Sighing quietly, she lowered her hand and rose to her feet, brushing off her skirt before looking down at the young man. She took a hesitant step into the room and towards the table and chairs before stopping short, thinking to herself. As a Mistress, she was supposed to take control, right? She was supposed to state what she wanted and expect it to happen. Maybe that’s what he was waiting for? ”Why don’t we go sit down over there?” she said, trying to keep herself composed so that traces of annoyance that weren’t hers wouldn’t drift into her tone.
After a couple moments of observing Xia, it finally clicked to her that his gaze was always off of where she was, even though it did follow her movements. ”Oh!” she gasped, ”I’m sorry! I didn’t realize, I wasn’t told!” Stepping towards him, she placed a hand on his shoulder with trepidation. ”Why don’t we go sit down? I’d like to know more about you Xia.”
|{OOC: Sorry this is late! I'm just getting settled in at my place!}|
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 10:27 am
  ☛ Gagged and Bound ☛ Can't really Breath ☛ Feeling beat Up ☛ No one is Going to Save me Riot couldn't move his hands, they were chained tightly around the wrists and drawn back far with chains connected to his ankles holding him completely captive. Eyes blinded by a cloth as he was made to be unable to see, he was smiling blatantly, the deed had been done, he had saved the past from suffering an even worse future than before, but no one knew of his deed, "What are you smirking about slave?" a sneer echoed in his ears, "The positions I had your mother in last night of course." he snorted. The stinging slap that connected with his face sent him into the adjoining wall, blood leaked out of the side of his mouth as a small bruise already started to form at the corner of his mouth, "Oh that felt good~ Love it when a woman slaps me around." he'd snicker only to feel a kick to his gut as he would laugh, "Oh man, this is great, the b***h can't keep her limbs away from me~" he'd snicker as he felt a boot start to step on his head, "Feeling big eh? Must be trying to make up for that two inch d**k in-" he was dragged up and socked effectively silencing him for a mere two seconds, "Two inch d**k in your pants." he'd finish before spitting blood at the male. It was only a few moments before he was gagged tightly with a cloth and was led further down the hall. He was still smiling as he stained the cloth with blood, he didn't mind this all too much, he saved millions of people here from the tyranny that Hamilton could have pressed on them. Though he would most likely deal with another Hamilton without a doubt considering he was now stuck in his own private hell. It was better than being dead, better than being back in the future where he would be experimented on, tormented, probed until they got the information they wanted from him.
He was stopped in front of something, he couldn't see still, but he was immediately shoved at from behind and sent sprawling to the floor, the charms on his collar stabbed his chin and neck as he managed to land wrong. Grunting in displeasure before hearing the door shut behind him, he would sit up and glance around, still unable to see he would sit up on his knees and move around. Searching for something to hopefully take the cloth over his eyes off with, colliding with a large pole, no it was a bed post he would be able to feel it out a bit with his chest. Pushing up on the post with his face he would slowly start to drag it off, eyes glancing around with the ominous glow behind them. A smile would stretch across his face somewhat at the fact he was put in such a nice cuddly looking room, the best he has ever had in his whole life. Managing to throw the cloth around his eyes off completely he would take note of the camera's up in the corner, unable to actually flex his technopath abilities he would stand to ignore it for now. Noise drew his attention as he heard yelling outside his door, someone was getting chewed out and before he knew it a male barged in and pulled him up by the hair while easily dropping the cloth away from his mouth, "The ladies can't keep their paws off me eh?" he'd say with a snarky smile on his face, one eye closed from pain due to his entire weight being dragged up through the roots of his hair. The guard hissed at him as what looked like a clerk of some sort stood there tapping his foot, the guard tossed him over the end of the bed, bending him over and starting to unlatch the chains, "What, no dinner first? Your quite the charmer aren't ya?" he'd laugh lightly, "Do you ever shut your mouth?" the guard questioned clearly agitated, "That's like asking if you ever close your legs for your husband!" Riot would retort.
He writhed in pain when the guard stretched his leg out completely and tucked his foot under the bed effectively attempting to tear at the muscles there, "Pahahaha, can't you do better?" he'd laugh easily shaking off the pain before he was shoved forward further while his ankles were being unlatched. Riot easily shoved himself away from the bed, bending back and wrapping his legs around the guard's neck, he would shove all his weight back and drag his legs to move under him. Arms extending to manage a back flip and tossing the guard away, he would smile brightly and look to the now closed door, "What? No score! The ********> he grunted before looking to the now rising guard, "Up for some fisty cuffs old chap?" Riot would make use of his natural British accent as the guard would tower over him, then send him to the floor effectively with a punch to the cheek, "Gotta love these little love taps eh?" he snorted sitting up again with a bright smile stretched across his bloody face. The guard would easily exit while Riot stood up and wiped at the blood on his mouth, "If I'mma be in the service of the enemy, I might as well 'ave a little fun." he'd snicker. ☛ Currently Unclaimed
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 6:43 am
  ⊱⊱ A ▸ Y A ⋮ The Butterfly Spirit⊰ W I T H : some very mean guards, and a blue-eyed male in a cell ⊱ XXX ⊰ L O C A T I O N : The Hotel ⊱
⊰ M O O D : anxious, nervous, hopeful ⊱ XXX ⊰ O U T F I T : Trying to look Fancy ⊱░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ Walking up to the doors of the hotel, the rather short woman didn't seem to worried at all. Purposely wearing shoes that gave her an added five inches so she was more of a regular height - 5' 4" instead of 4' 11" - the woman with the slighty pink hair looked around the entrance hall to the hotel in awe. This place was amazing! Dressing up in her best clothes had been a very good idea, and walking slowly towards the front desk where the ladies seated behind it were working quietly, Eidel took a moment to really think about what she was doing. There were nicely dressed people hanging around in the lobby, along with a few people browsing in the tax-free shops that lined the ground floor. As her long dress billowed out around her shoes, barely touching the ground, she got a nice smile from one of the ladies behind the desk - a pretty little brunette with one blue eye, and one green eye. "Welcome to Hôtel des Esclaves, how may we assist you today?" Lips parting just slightly, Eidel was at a bit of a loss - she'd come this far quite easily, but it had all been as a last resort. A travelling sorcerer had told her about this place when he'd dropped off some rare caterpillars for her farm, and it had seemed like a good idea.
Thankfully, the lady behind the desk seemed to know how to handle these situations, and handed over a form. Staring at it, Eidel smiled apologetically at the woman who just gave a cheery one in return. It didn't take long to fill out the answers, and it took even less time to get a list of names. "One of our bellboys will guide you to the elevators, and a guard will take you to each room." Nodding, the woman made her way over to the waiting bellboy, list in hand. While she was nervous about seeing the beings held captive, she had a firm idea in mind about who she wanted living with her, and she wasn't going to settle for anything else. Starting out in the part of the hotel dedicated to rare slaves, it took her a good hour to work through all the rooms on the list in the Rares section and the Uncommons. It took her just under half an hour to go through the Commons and she really wasn't interested in a human. There had been some interesting beings, but none seemed to fit what she wanted. There had been a Djinn that was interesting, but he really wasn't what she needed - he was too eccentric for her small little country town. A werewolf was a no-go as well, and she definitely did not want some kind of nature spirit, that would unleash all kinds of hell in the area.
Sighing, there was one name left on her list, and the guard took her to the room. Getting no answer when she knocked, the woman found the door to be locked - that was weird, no other door had been locked. About to ask the guard what was going on, the guard double checked the list. "My apologies ma'am. It seems this one was taken down to the basement and the system hadn't been updated. I'll take you back to the front and we'll see if we can find you something else..." Stopping in her tracks, Eidel frowned. "Why can't we go see them?" Looking down at Eidel, the guard seemed surprised. "Ma'am, this one... He's tricky." Canting her head to the side, she just smiled a little. "Can you take me to see him? I want to see how... Tricky he is." Almost laughing at how surprised the guard was that she wanted to go down to the basement area to see this slave, Eidel followed the man happily to the lifts to go down to the basement. The woman had a slight feeling that the basement area wasn't a... Nice area, and was most likely somewhere they kept the creatures and beings that didn't quite behave. What Eidel hadn't expected was what the elevator doors opened to.
Stone corridors led every which-way in the dank downstairs of the hotel, the beautiful upstairs left behind in favour of almost medieval type cells. Yet, this didn't throw the woman off in the slightest, and it was quite obvious that she stood out amongst the damp stone. Looking in some open cells as they passed, at least the actual cells weren't too bad inside, but it still wasn't anything like the hotel rooms above. A guard exiting a room looked might angry, and spied the guard and Eidel. "You aint here to see this'un, are ya?" He questioned, and looking up to the guard next to her, the short woman walked towards the other guard. "Yes actually, I am." She replied, her quiet voice with an accent that couldn't be pinpointed easily carrying along the corridor. Hands clasped behind her back, Eidel had to admit she did feel nervous, this was the area where the rebellious slaves were taken, the ones that didn't want to conform to the strict regime of the hotel. Maybe it was this kind of person she needed around her house? One that could defend her while still keeping their personality. Shrugging as Eidel made her way over to the door, the guard opened it and called out over her head to the being inside. "Oi, slave. Make yourself presentable. And don't run your bloody mouth." Raising an eyebrow as the guard chuckled - clearly amused by some kind of joke he'd made that she hadn't understood - Eidel stepped into the room and immediately covered her mouth with her hands to stop the gasp from escaping too loudly.
It was obvious that he'd just been hit, most likely from the guard standing behind her. Entering the room, Aya took a few quick steps forward to tend to the man, only to be stopped by the guard grabbing her arm. "Gonna have to stop you, ma'am. Can't touch the slaves, especially not down 'ere. These ones are the troublemakers." Looking at the male with sorry eyes, she felt like she stood out almost too much against the dark backdrop of the cells, her light but colourful tones almost glowing against the dark grey stone. Turning her attention to the guard, Eidel pulled her shoulders back and lifted her chin, trying to make herself just that little bit taller. Giving the man a dirty look, she turned her eyes back to the being that seemed almost slightly amused. "What's your name?" The question came hand in hand with a kind smile and a soft tone of voice, and the guard snorted a little? "What?" Tone changing in a second, her voice becoming sharp and slightly irritated, even the guard seemed surprised. "Nuthin'. Just don't see the point in showing this one kindness." Arms folding over her ribcage, Eidel's face didn't seem quite as peaceful and happy anymore. "So he deserves pain instead? That's barbaric. That's so cruel..." Stepping away from the guard to stand off to the side from him, Eidel turned her attention back to the blue-eyed male, her right hand holding her left arm, while her left hands fingers played with the skirt of her dress. "I'd like to know your name, and - not to sound rude - what you are. Please." Trying not to sound like she was talking down to the male, Eidel wanted to try and keep her tone conversational, with just a touch of kindness. Was that blood on the corner of his mouth?
 Shiro no Kitsune I hope this isn't too terrible >< I'm still pretty sick... Guess you can do what you want with Riot and the guard, have some fun and.. yeah? XD idek... <3
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 9:04 am
☛ Amused ☛ Stretching and Looking Around ☛ Feeling Mischievous ☛ Trapped in Enemy lines Riot snickered as the guard left, the angered look on the man's face was enjoyable and gratifying, pissing off somebody like this was normal. Getting beat to hell was normal. Maybe he was a slave before he even knew it? Yeah probably. Still, his mother and father would be proud, though to imagine the look on his mother's face when she found out she was never going to see him again. The look on her face when she came back stage one time to see him, and that....he grimaced not wanting to bring back the image, that broken-hearted look as if she lost someone. She looked like she wanted to cry, because he was no longer free, everyone knew what Hamilton did to people he couldn't kill without repercussions. Riot became a "necessary" sacrifice despite him being the only one Anonymous has ever really made, and just like any mother.... he rubbed his temples gently, all he did was feel home sick while knowing he could never return. His mind was gone as he would fail to notice the sound of people outside his door, he would stare at the bed in front of him blank faced for the longest moment. Snapping out of his daze as the sound of the door opening up drew his attention, the sound of the guards voice turned and made him smirk, "Presentable eh? Do I get a party style blindfold and some fuzzy handcuffs?" he'd snort as he would stretch himself up forgetting how beat up he looked and felt with ease. His body could take it, it has done it for years, this wouldn't be anything relatively new for it. Looking down he'd barely take notice of the young woman suddenly stepping towards him, instinctively he sized her up and bared down at her. Like an animal that was afraid he needed to seem threatening, but when she was pulled back he relaxed a bit. Eyebrows furrowing together in curiosity as the immediate thought that came to mind was, she was far too colorful to be in here.
"Don't tell me I get a roommate....cause like....you'll have an extra slave after a few months I'm sure..." he'd snicker intentionally making a sex joke only to get a dirty look from the guard, "What? Don't tell me ya already had at 'er?" he'd question, "Wouldn't be surprising if ya did...I mean you don't have to pay to have-" it was fairly quick but he was socked in the face again by the guard. He would grin as he sat up on the floor again, blood leaking down his nose as he looked unbothered, "Not having to pay to have sex with someone that looks as breathtaking as 'er." he'd finish looking smiley and winking at her. The guard glared at him, "I'm gonna knock yer teeth in one of these days boy..." he'd growl, "So? That won't stop me from talking. Yer mom might appreciate it-" a fist was aimed at him and his hand would go up catching it with ease as the guard strained against him somewhat, "It would make it easier to eat your mother." he'd finish with a smile. The guard kicked him instead and backed off glaring at Riot, "Oh that felt reeeealll good." he'd snicker as he stood up and dusted himself off. Wiping away the blood from his nose and adjusting himself somewhat.
When the woman started glaring at the guard he would merely stuff his hands into his pockets looking at her now. She was very pretty, he's seen lots of pretty girls, got with them too, but she was definitely one of the ones he would remember. Wiping lightly at his nose again he would blink as she questioned him, and he would open his mouth to answer, though the guard would snort and he was going to continue but the woman decided to acknowledge him, "Oui..lady lady, don't bother acknowledging the workers, they ain't worth yer time, they get s**t salary and get to watch as people come in to buy something that has to do pretty much nothing to get fed and have a home." he'd snicker basically saying he was being taken care of while the other had to work. The guard shot a look of hatred towards him, "Least I ain't going to get something stuck up my a**." the guard hissed, "I thought that was how men like you made love to each other, what your boyfriend not big enough for ya? Wanna try me?" he'd snicker patting his leg with a mocking look on his face. The guard's anger seemed to rise as he would stomp towards Riot again, "Hit me again man. I dare you." he'd state glaring up at the older male looking ready to beat him up. The guard would stop as he flexed his fingers instinctively as if he remembered how strong Riot actually was. The guard spit at him and he snuffed, "Anyways..." he'd look back to the woman who had to witness their current brutality towards each other.
Riot would stare at her, his beaten up look probably didn't serve to look too welcoming but that was no big deal, he suppressed any look of pain on his face even though he felt like most of his body was burning up. He kept on his feet even though he was starting to ache to lay down and relax for a bit. Nodding lightly as she asked her questions he would clear his throat, "Riot Williams. I am purty sure I'm super human...or human...what you have it. Doesn't really matter though. I'm sure after that beautiful show ya rather not 'ave anything rowdy like me in yer home." he'd snicker looking smiley as he turned back to sizing up the guard a bit more. If it wasn't clear before hand it was easy to see that Riot liked to pick fights and it looked like he could take a really good beating with a grain of salt and be unbothered by it anyways. ☛ Currently Unclaimed
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N o i r Wafflesaurus Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 5:10 am
⊱⊱ A ▸ Y A ⋮ The Butterfly Spirit⊰ W I T H : Riot, and some brutish guard ⊱ XXX ⊰ L O C A T I O N : The Hotel ⊱
⊰ M O O D : disgusted, slightly shy, hopeful still ⊱ XXX ⊰ O U T F I T : Trying to look Fancy ⊱░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ Within the first thirty seconds, the blue-eyed male had made his first major impression. He was a smart-a**, that much was obvious. He also didn't seem to care much for authority either. While that part admittedly did worry her slightly, it was his attitude that caught her attention the most. He obviously didn't care who heard what he said, and he really didn't seem to care what came out his mouth. It had been easy to ignore the comment that included her in some crass sexual joke, but it hadn't been as easy to ignore the guard beating down the man again. Closing her eyes and turning her head away, she'd felt the bile rise in her throat when the guard had hit the man, and it had taken all her restraint to stop herself from stepping in. She wasn't allowed to touch the slaves, and she really didn't want to get in the way of anyone since they were all so much bigger than her. Inwardly cringing, Eidel just had to let this all slide - the guards that watched the slaves down here were clearly a different breed compared to the ones that walked around upstairs. That guard had promptly left once the blue-eyed male had begun to get mouthy, clearly not wanting to risk getting his hands dirty. The guard that was the only thing keeping her safe, on the other hand...
Swallowing thickly, it had been a tense few moments as the male's personality was revealed, and doing her best to stand up strong and straight, Eidel was glad that the length of her dress plus the floaty material hid the slight buckle in her knees; this guard really was an appalling specimen. Opening her eyes as the male spoke to her, telling her not to give the guards any time of day, the guard once again started up the derogatory remarks, and Eidel could have rubbed her face in shame. This was so embarrassing, didn't they know how to control themselves? Shuffling a little on the spot while she waited for the men to finish their show of brutality, Eidel again could have sighed in relief when they finally stopped and the blue-eyed male finally got around to answering her questions. His name was Riot (how odd), and while he said he was human, something wasn't quite sitting right with that. Super human or not, there was obviously a reason for him being in the Common section - they didn't stick plain old humans there. Which was a good thing, since Eidel didn't want a normal human, they just wouldn't survive with what she had to put up with. After blatantly saying that she probably didn't need something rowdy like himself in her home, instead of agreeing, Eidel's face slowly revealed a most pleased smile.
"On the contrary." Her soft voice was a stark contrast to the two male voices that dominated the conversation up until this point. "You're just what I need." Giving a soft, pleased chuckle at the end of her statement, the guard looked especially confused. "But ma'am... This slave isn't anything worthwhile. He's nothin' but a heap of s**t that talks back." Chuckling again, Eidel touched her fingers to her lips, looking more amused than disappointed. "But he can take a hit. I need someone that is strong like that." Shrugging like a shy schoolgirl, Aya kept her gaze on Riot. "I have a faun... Well, a halfling actually, that's become obsessed with trying to ruin me so I'd have nothing left and will settle for him." Face dropping into a look of sheer fright and sadness, Eidel hugged her arms around herself. "You have a sword on your collar, which means you're a fighter. I need someone with your drive to... To protect me." Looking away now, feeling pretty embarrassed that she had to admit that, she took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "It's not nice to admit I need protecting, but I'd rather speak the truth now than admit it later." Looking over the battered, bruised and slightly bleeding Riot, Eidel's cheeks lost some of their colour - blood was not something she liked very much.
"If you can do that, and help me out with some extra protection around my home... My current security systems aren't really the best. I live out in the country, and on a.. special kind of farm. A-A butterfly farm." Quite used to people hearing that and finding it odd or even weird, Eidel tried to look perky and happy like before. "If you think you can keep this faun away from me and help improve my security around the house, I'd love it if you'd come live with me." The cheery smile finally returned to her face as she stepped in front of the guards, not really caring much for what they said earlier - Eidel was pretty sure they'd broken some rules themselves by beating up Riot this bad. "How about it? We'll get away from these brutes and get you out of here. Do you have any belongings?" Suddenly thinking of that, the short woman looked at Riot quizzically, touching a finger to her cheek. "We can get you some stuff from the markets if you need clothes, that's not a problem!" Again, the cheerful chuckle sounded, and almost instantly Eidel seemed to be much happier than before. Most likely because the guard wasn't trying to turn Riot's face into a bloody mess.
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 7:19 pm
☛ Amused ☛ Stretching and Looking Around ☛ Feeling Mischievous ☛ Trapped in Enemy lines Riot would wipe at his mouth again as he tasted blood, he liked it personally, it meant he was still alive personally, but others probably didn't appreciate such a thing. Turning his focus to his sleeve and then suddenly realizing he was staining his only set of really good clothes. Clicking his tongue in distaste as he stared at the bloody stains he left, looking up when the pink haired woman spoke he would look mildly shocked at what came out of her mouth. Hell he wasn't even expecting that, the guards reactions were pretty much like his, after all it was odd to want something like or rather, someone like him. Riot even let the snarky comment from the guard pass due to his need to try and connect that what she said, well if she actually said what she did. It was just odd. Moving towards the bed he would easily take a seat and stare at her, hunching forward and relaxing a bit as he would try to let his thoughts process about how ridiculous her choice in a slave was. Though the explanation came rather easily and he would suddenly smile, "My punching bag title precedes me clearly." he joked lightly with a playful smile on his face as the woman would go on to explain about some strange situation she was in. He stared at her blankly, he wasn't aware of extra species really, in Britain they were murdered and executed, racism, literal racism was brutal there and not many supernaturals lived in Britain because of it, many of them that were humanoid never revealed themselves and either died of natural causes or left as quickly as possible. He only heard of generic races though, vampires, werewolfs and the like. The popular ones from books, everything else was just drawing blanks, "I lack the comprehension ta know what a faun is..." he mumbled lightly not at all minding his own lack of knowledge, it was fairly human to not know something after all. Listening to her as she continued on and mentioned his collar he would look merely perplexed, "Hmm." he hummed thoughtfully as he thought about what exactly protecting her entailed. After all he wasn't very skillful with weapons or magic, he was just a human, with abilities of a technopath that he didn't want to admit in front of the guards.
Nodding lightly in approval as she mentioned wanting to tell him now rather than later, "Heh, no biggy, if they are anything like the guards here he'll be a piece of cake to beat." he snorted waving his hand around as he egged on the guards again. Eyeing the guards once again he would look for some way to attack them once again, but the mention of security and anything that could lead to technology easily attracted his attention. Raising an eyebrow in wonder as she would continue on to mention a butterfly farm and this faun thing was trying to ruin it, "B...butterflies....really?" he snickered, he found it funny and weird, but he didn't criticize it...much, "If ya like it and it makes money, why not?" he snorted looking amused. He's eyes clicked emptily as he would focus on her again, nodding slowly as she offed him a place to stay, "Sounds fine. Do we get to share a room?" he'd chuckle and wink at her being his normal playful self as he would stand up and dust himself off a bit. As she continued on to question him he would rub his head lightly and smile, "Nothing I can't live without, as for clothes, just a second set is fine....wasn't exactly a big fan of wearing numerous clothin'." he'd mutter looking to the guards as he would shove his hands into his pockets, "Too bad I didn't get to ******** around with ya a little more. Woulda been fun driving you nuts." he'd snort looking and acting superior to the guard before looking to the pink haired woman. ☛
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N o i r Wafflesaurus Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 12:00 am
⊱⊱ A ▸ Y A ⋮ The Butterfly Spirit⊰ W I T H : Only Riot now ⊱ XXX ⊰ L O C A T I O N : The Hotel, leaving thank god ⊱
⊰ M O O D : A little frustrated, but generally happy ⊱ XXX ⊰ O U T F I T : Trying to look Fancy ⊱░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ This male was pretty funny. His snippy and quirky comments would break up her day to day life, and she could even look past those cheeky little comments about them spending some intimate time together - Eidel could tell they were just said to get a reaction, so she didn't feel the need to go silly over them. She'd barely caught his mumble about not knowing what a faun was, but it didn't bother Eidel; he'd find out sooner rather than later depressingly, and she'd have to introduce him to the enchanted trees that hid her home from the visitors to the butterfly farm. The farm itself was protected by a number of volunteers that took pity on the woman - all supernatural creatures, all with special talents they were proud of. The woman had made a good number of friends in the village, so it was very much home to her, especially with so many willing to help her, and the fact that the humans there were so ready to believe she was the daughter of the woman who founded the farm. Eidel didn't like deceiving them, but it was the only way to keep them safe from the truth, they just wouldn't be able to understand their quaint little village was almost entirely populated by supernatural beings.
A bigger smile came to her face as he waved his hand, dismissing her apology to being so blunt so quickly. His confidence was definitely reassuring, especially when most of his comments put the guards on edge. He was most certainly something more special than just a human, but what exactly, she had no idea. All the piece of paper with his information on it had said he was "more than a normal human". Did that mean the hotel had no idea what he was either? Regardless, her happiness went undisturbed until he snickered about her butterfly farm. Face falling, while she did seem happy when mentioning shopping, she didn't quite feel as perky as she portrayed, and once she had fallen silent, she puffed out her cheeks a little, obviously annoyed. She didn't keep butterflies for profit, who would ever think that? Even his little cheeky comment didn't bring a smile back to her face, although it was the sort of comment that would make her blush and giggle - Eidel was just a little too innocent for her own good.
Rolling her eyes as he taunted the guards a bit more, Eidel perked up now that he was clearly ready to leave. He said he didn't need more than one set of clothing, but a few pairs of pants, some shirts and maybe one or two outfits for warm and cool weather was most likely what he'd end up with if Eidel had her way. Looking up to the guards, a sideways grin came to her face. "Do you mind showing us out? Or getting someone that can? I'd like to take Riot out of this horrid place." Her own attempt at being snarky perked the woman up once again, and clearly threw the guard off a little, for he managed to mutter out a reply - barely - before showing the two out. Chin held high, the woman followed the guard, with Riot in tow, back to the lifts to get back to the ground floor. A bellboy was waiting, and seemed almost surprised to see people appear from the basement area, especially with a slave in tow. Touching Riot's elbow to get him to follow her, Aya made her way to the front desk to finish the transaction so she could get out the building to show Riot why she owned a butterfly farm. Quickly enough the purchase was approved, finalised and they could get on their way, there was no need to stop at the tax-free shops in the hotel when she could get some really nice items for good prices, and she would be supporting local business.
Stepping out the Hotel to make her way back to her car, halfway to her little vehicle, Eidel stopped and put her arm out to halt Riot, her palm resting on his chest. "Hey Riot? You chuckled before at the mention of a butterfly farm... and commented 'if it makes money why not?' Well... There's a reason why I have the farm." Looking up at the male she dropped her arm, and with a bit of a shiver, small buds formed on her back near her shoulder-blades, and pushing through near invisible folds of her skin, two wings unfurled. Much like a newly formed butterfly's wings, they took a few seconds to fully unfold, but they dried out in no time flat. Her wings were large in relation to her body, and had the same design as the typical orange and black Monarch butterfly, but her colourings matched her hair - pale purples and pinks - and were quite faint, only because she was still into the early stages of her adult life cycle. "I'm a Butterfly Spirit. This means that, in the simplest explanation, I'm a guardian of butterflies while having some of their traits. I identify with them, converse with them, and also act like them." Flapping her wings a little to show they were not just for show, she smiled a little bit. "If you want to know more, just ask. Some things are easier to show than explain, so if you're curious I'll show you. Just not here, I don't want to show them anything." Nodding ahead to indicate they were to continue onto her car, they stopped at a pale green Volkswagen Beetle, one of the newer models. Unlocking her car and getting in, she started up the engine. "We'll stop off in town and get you some items, then head home okay? If... If you want to sit in silence or have a nap, I don't mind. It's a long drive, but yeah... I'll answer any questions if you have them."
Shiro no Kitsune wheee~ a post! edit: forgot to metion you can post in her home now >< oops!!
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