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 Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:38 pm
Blair nodded and explained, "I'm the youngest of twenty five children of the Prescott family, and I'm the only one who won't live forever. Growing up underground, the magic made me very sick until I moved to the surface. I am the shame of the Prescotts." He sounded a little sad, and Claudette hugged him tightly.
Kira sank her teeth into Blair's face, and he let go of Claudette to push her backwards off of him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:41 pm
Jelryn frowns; he doesn't like to be ignored. However, it's not his way to throw a temper tantrum. Suppressing a sigh, he walks towards Kira. "Your betrothed was poorly treated by his own family, his own people, and you are upset that he spurns you for doing the same? Is that an accurate assessment?" he asks in his calm, clipped voice.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:41 pm
"I didn't say it was a bad thing," Svana purred to Blair.
Before Urt could chime in about it, he was distracted by Ibara. "Did that alligator just talk?" he asked, cocking his head.
She smacked him. "Don't be rude. You never know who's going to walk through the door in a place like this."
Shrugging, he turned back to Mynoris. "Well, that would come in handy. I'll take a woman when the mood suits me. Not often. It's happened on occasion. I'll do it for Svana to get her to shut up about it."
"And until then you are not allowed to get killed in battle," she growled.
"Never," he protested, hand slapping his chest dramatically. He chortled at her glare, turning back to his food. "Besides, with Amund already gone--" He snapped his teeth shut with a sharp click. "I mean...sorry." He dropped the subject quickly at her scathing glare.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:46 pm
Ibara's scaled brows furrowed, confused. "Slave? This is not a word I know."
But this girl seemed to not fully understand where they were. It was little comfort. "I just wish to go home...things are unwell. Have you any idea how to get back?" She flinched a bit, raised voices, more tears talk of magics. But there magic seemed to be different.
"Things seem unwell here, also."
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:46 pm
"Too bad they're gone," Mynoris said with a sigh. "Though I never thought I'd say that about my own brother," she adds with a rueful laugh. "We never got along, though most of the time he didn't even realize it. Smug b*****d, if you'll pardon the phrase." She tilts her head slightly towards Urt. "Ah, so it's not an unheard of whim of yours. Well, hopefully that will work out for you then." She notes the name, and the reaction, but doesn't inquire about it.
"Most of my kids didn't live up to my expectations, but I wouldn't have called them shameful. Then again, I didn't have anywhere close to twenty five children; I only had the four. For some reason I could never figure out, we Gods weren't a very fertile bunch," she muses. Then Kira bites poor Blair's face. For a moment she's tempted to pick the girl up by the back of her dress (or shirt, whatever she's wearing) and shake her, but she resists the urge. "Tell me," she drawls, "would you treat a magic using young man the same way?"
She looks over to the newcomer again. "I'm not sure how this place works. Usually after a short amount of time, the door will take you back to your world. I'd say maybe half an hour is standard, though different nexus points work differently," she notes with a little shrug. "But you should sit down, clean yourself off, and conserve your strength if things were troubled where you left them." Then she takes in a deep breath. "Slavery is a nasty piece of business where one person, or group of people, owns another person, or group of people. The group, or person , that is owned has no rights, no freedoms, and is at the mercy of whoever owns them," she attempts to explain.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:52 pm
"He's not my fiancé anymore," Kira said flatly. "He dumped me, and he won't take me back as long as Claudette is around." She said that last part slower than the rest as she thought it through. "That gives me an idea!"
Blair turned red and said, "I only want to be a slut for Claudette."
"Anyway," Kira said, "Blair is a bottom feeder and always will be. He's frail and sickly around me. I like weaker men; the more beaten down they are, the better."
Blair sank to his knees, and Claudette sat next to him, concerned. She was holding him gently.
"I never want to hear anyone say that ever again," Blair said.
To Mynoris, Kira said, "Magic users are high class. I would never treat an equal that way. He might actually have something useful to contribute other than funds. Like a good conversation."
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:56 pm
"You're not giving yourself much respect by trying to seek revenge on someone simply because they prefer another," Jelryn states. "And you're not giving your power the respect it is due by throwing it around like a child who didn't get her way. There are much grander things you can do with it. If you are as long lived as you claim to be, what does it matter if this young man, who will die in a relatively short amount of time, cares for you or not? If it is money, or prestige, that you crave, find another way. A way that involves only yourself. Then you can take all the credit."
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:57 pm
"I never got along with any of my siblings, either," Urt laments. "They're mostly jealous, annoyed they're only going to be used for breeding, and don't get to have the fun I do like raise armies and plunder them," he brags. "That and I'm bigger than most of them, so they can't do anything about it."
Svana watched Kira. She was a cannibal, but she had never eaten somebody's face before. She had bitten off a nose in battle, though, so she supposed it wasn't entirely unheard of.
"Cheers!" she called after her speech about weaker men, looking around to toast her with something and improvising with Urt's ail, much to his disgruntlement.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 8:58 pm
Ibara's eyes drifted for a moment, to the people...things, on the other side of the girl she was speaking to. What in the world was going on? But shortly her eyes wondered back to her conversational partner. She understood that she was in over her head, at least. She as stuck here for...some amount of time. A time she didn't understand.
She did follow the advice and sit. To much to soon, her head was swimming..."I...I do not understand..people cannot own other people.." The words were firm, almost harsh, "how can such a thing exists? Do you do this to other people?" She asked, eyeing the girl with some distain and confusion.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 9:00 pm
Laughing at the creature, whatever she was, Svana said, "Of course you can own another person. Whatever you want to call it, slavery or otherwise. Like him. I own him." She jerked her thumb at Urt.
"True," he agreed, snatching his ale back from her to drink.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 9:04 pm
Ibara looked to the strange women, who seemed to disagree with her, scowling. "No," She hissed, "You cannot. People are not objects." She looked back to the large thing the women was referring to.
"You really let her rule you? control you? Are you defective? " She asked, shaking her head a bit, the raven locks moving with her.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 9:05 pm
"I was indifferent to my sister, and my second brother, he didn't socialize much with anyone, so I guess I was pretty neutral towards him as well. But, if anything, I was the jealous one in the family," Mynoris says to Urt. "I carried it with me for some time; I was better off when I let it go." Then she grins slightly. "Some people wouldn't mind being used as nothing but breeding stock, especially if it meant they didn't have to fight."
She looks over to the strange woman and shakes her head. "No, I've never had slaves," she says. "I've never had a reason to. Well, actually, that probably depends on the point of view, but I've never bought anyone to own them, and that is completely true. As for the Orc," and she gestures to Urt, "he was raised as a slave; he knows nothing else. Don't judge him for it." Taping her chest, she finally introduces herself, "I'm Mynoris. And you are..?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 9:08 pm
"But the Prescotts are the most influential group. They've created everything that helps us with magic and immortality. Being one of them would help me rise to the top," Kira said.
To the newcomer, Kira chimed in, "I own this wench." She gestured to Claudette.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 9:08 pm
Thankfully her atttention was taken away from the odd pair a few spaces away from her. It was stil so odd...slaves. A word she did not have, an idea that was unheard of. It was...gross. She did not fully understand what the girl meant, but at least she wasn't an owner of a slave...
"I am Ibara, warrior of magic. It is....nice to meet you, Mynoris." Not a name she would hear at home, that was for sure.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 9:14 pm
"Of course I can. I do. I own plenty of people. I probably own more people than I own objects," Svana argued with an impish grin, probably taking too much pleasure in needling the creature.
Shooting Mynoris an irritated look, Urt growled, "Don't pretend to know my life or my motivations." To Ibara, he said hotly, "Yes, I let her rule. I would rather have her as a master and queen than be anywhere else. If I was free, I would have to go overthrow some poor b*****d's clan and rule for myself. What a pain," he complained.
He was detracted from explaining social structure within orc communities to Mynoris.
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