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 Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 9:48 pm
 ☣Excυѕє мє ωнιℓє ι вυяη, ＳＬＡＶＥ－ＭＡＳＴＥＲ ＩＮＣＵＢＵＳ αη∂ яιѕє αвσνє тнє ƒℓαмє.☣ Ŧøჯɨƈ
That was too much for his drugged a** to handle. His mind went fuzzy for a few seconds and the more the girl spoke, the more his mind screamed and hissed at him. He blinked a few times to adjust his sight, barely noticing Dahlia walk towards them until she came into his line of vision, and that's when he just sort of... grimaced at the girl. Ew... a human. Just what he needed damn it. Diablos growled ever so lightly. "You can show her around, Dahlia. You know how I feel about humans." Diablos turned and left the two alone in the doorway, going to the kitchen to fiddle with the box. The Incubus picked up the box and walked back towards the dining room to get to the stairs. He walked into the table on his way through and he growled at the table. "Excuse yourself, sir!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 3:51 pm
Ｍｉｋａｎ Ｔｓｕｙａｍａ"I-I suggest that you don't expect too much out of me...this is my warning to you. I'm no good at all, but I'll try my best to be of use. I promise!" Mikan stood there shakily as she waited for some kind of response from the man. She clutched her blue skirt tightly, as a way to try and contain her nervousness. Then, an older and much taller woman walked up to the two.
The mature voice of the mistress made her cringe a little, especially her words, "There's no need to cry just yet". Even if it might have been meant to give good intentions to her, Mikan's reaction was a little different. She thought that it was almost like some kind of threat to her, like she should save her tears for later. Mikan, however, still listened to her. "I...I am sorry." She replied to her in a soft, delicate voice and sniffled.
However, her eye's became filled with water once again when she heard a growl and a remark from the incubus who opened the door to her. "I-Is me being a human a problem?" Mikan asked Dahlia. Her bottom lip was quivering and her eyes looked very glassy from the tears in her eyes. If she didn't answer her in the right way, she would probably explode.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 5:07 pm
 Dąђlıα AɱƄrσsıα "No, of course not. Dio is just a bit...um...cranky today. He'll be better tomorrow." Dahlia told Mikan as she handed her a clean handkerchief. She already knew how much he disliked humans, but he could at least pretend to like the girl. The woman let the young girl wipe her tears away, then with a soft smile, Dahlia patted Mikan's shoulders lightly. "I'll show you to your room. You'll be sharing it with Colet, our other girl. She seems nice so I'm sure you'll have fun around here." She said with a chuckle, then coaxed her up stairs towards the female sleeping quarters. After making several turns and down some hallways, they reached the room where Colet and Mikan will be staying together. Opening the door, Dahlia let the human girl go first so she could see her new room.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 6:43 pm
☣Excυѕє мє ωнιℓє ι вυяη, ＳＬＡＶＥ－ＭＡＳＴＥＲ ＩＮＣＵＢＵＳ αη∂ яιѕє αвσνє тнє ƒℓαмє.☣ Ŧøჯɨƈ
Diablos stumbled into his office. He really was a mess. He emptied the box's contents into one of his drawers once he unlocked it, taking the time to sort everything out. Once finished, he locked the drawer and walked out of his office. He looked down towards the end of the hall at the wall and jumped back. The wall, to his eyes, morphed into a hideous shadowy monster with claws and glowing red eyes. He stared at it for a few moments before quickly moving towards the stairs. When he looked at the bottom of the stairs, the same enigma was there. Diablos blinked a few times and it was gone. The incubus rubbed the back of his head. "Damn drugs..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 7:19 pm
Ｍｉｋａｎ Ｔｓｕｙａｍａ"I-I suggest that you don't expect too much out of me...this is my warning to you. I'm no good at all, but I'll try my best to be of use. I promise!"The girl bit her lip and her eyes looked away from Dahlia. "Oh, I see..." Mikan said quietly and grabbed the dainty hankerchief from the woman and gently rubbed her both of her eyes with it. Not many people were so light and kind by her crying, in fact most told her to 'shut up'. Atleast the woman showed her some kind of friendliness. Though, she knew well that she probably wasn't as nice as she seemed. She was a mistress, after all. Not much good came from such dominating people. However, Mikan decided to cherish the moment and ignore the other facts for now. "Thank you..." She said in a somewhat more confident voice and looked back at her.
"O-Other girl?" Mikan repeated and bit her lip. She was never very good with socializing. Though,when she also mentioned that she 'seemed nice', those words seems to comfort her a little more and make her smile. Maybe she could make a friend. Mikan followed Dahlia until they arrived to their destination,the childish girl walked into the room. She looked around for a moment, then turned to Dahlia. "Is...Is this the only room I'm allowed to be in?" She asked her and cocked her head to the side. But suddenly, she made a loud gasp and her face turned red. "I-I'm sorry, I completely forgot to introduce myself!" Mikan said loudly, almost in a way of shouting. "S-Sorry for yelling...anyways, my name is Mikan...Mikan Tsuyama." She said to Dahlia and smiled, though it seemed more out of force than anything.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 6:26 pm
Dąђlıα AɱƄrσsıα Dahlia leaned against the wall as she watched Mikan walk around and inspect her room. The woman had a faint smile on her face, then chuckled at the girl's question. "You can be anywhere, expect the basement. Oh, and you can only come to the Master's and Mistress's rooms when we request you." She replied as clear as day. Suddenly, Mikan's loud gasp surprised her, then she raised a brow when her face started to turn red. At first she thought that the girl was ill....maybe mentally, but Dahlia wouldn't dare question what was wrong with her. When the slave girl finally introduced herself, Dahlia smiled and laughed. "It's alright Mikan. I'm Dahlia, but you have to call me Ms. Ambrosia for a little while, kay?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 8:11 pm
  〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠The night sky remains dark as the moon remains dormant. Silence is disturbed by the shuffling of feet and rattling of chains. Coming into view are the figures of three people. Two of them are in simple clothing and what appears to be a form of light armor. The third however, is wearing cloth rags and bound in heavy chains as he is pushed along in front. The small group finally arrives at the doorstep of Bloodlust Manor. One of the men in light armor who had dark hair looked to the other, who had red hair, and said, "Make sure ya hold onto 'em. We don't need the mutt runnin' away."The other smirked then tightened his grip on a chain that connected to silver-haired prisoner's shackles. The dark-haired man then proceeded to walk up to the door of the manor only to be startled by the barking and growling of a wolf. The man's surprise eased when he saw that the wolf stopped barking as if it realized that they were supposed to be here so he knocked on the manor door and waited for a response. The prisoner, who had kept his emotionless face lowered, looked up at the sound of the wolf. Seeing it chained to the manor, a frown appeared on his face. 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠"The light of the swollen moon falls over me beckoning the wolf and I comply, giving in to instinct."The Used - Blood On My Hands
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 8:28 pm
Dąђlıα AɱƄrσsıα Hearing a knock on the front door, Dahlia left Mikan to get more comfortable in her room. It only took a few minutes when she answered to see a group of men and one chained boy. She raised a brow slightly, then turned to the men. "I for one don't appreciate it when men like you come up with a slave all chained up. You can at least have some manners and respect to bring him all cleaned up rather than in rags..." The woman scolded, then walked over to the boy to inspect him. He seemed healthy, then with a smirk, she looked back towards the men with her hand held out. "I can take it from here."
Without waiting for their response, Dahlia simply snatched the chain from their grip. Gently, she led the young silver-haired male to the manor, then closing the front door. "Let's see..." Carefully, the woman snapped the chains in half like a twig, freeing the boy. "That's better." She said to herself then crossed her arms with a triumphant grin.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 8:49 pm
☣Excυѕє мє ωнιℓє ι вυяη, ＳＬＡＶＥ－ＭＡＳＴＥＲ ＩＮＣＵＢＵＳ αη∂ яιѕє αвσνє тнє ƒℓαмє.☣ Ŧøჯɨƈ Diablos made his way back down the stairs only to stare at the ragged slave. At this point, all he saw was Scarecrow from one of the Batman movies. He had spent his free time watching human entertainment when he had nothing better to do. Diablos stared and, although Dahlia was tending to the slave, he couldn't help but blurt out. "Oh my god... it's a living sack!" Diablos pointed at the silver-haired slave and refused to move from his spot at the base of the stairs. He put his left hand on his hip and glared at the form. "I've got my eyes on you, sack boy."Łųֆϯ
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 8:50 pm
Ｍｉｋａｎ Ｔｓｕｙａｍａ"I-I suggest that you don't expect too much out of me...this is my warning to you. I'm no good at all, but I'll try my best to be of use. I promise!" "I don't think I'd go to the basement, anyway. Places under ground tend to be creepy." Mikan replied to her and laughed. She really was scared of almost everything, but being in complete darkness scared her. Even covering her eyes was something that made her scream, because it got dark. The slave girl smiled as she introduced her name. "Ah, what a lovely name. It's nice to meet you, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart." Her lips curled again into a smile and she made a soft giggle,much like a child.
When the woman left, Mikan continued to look around the room. It wasn't anything special. Of course, why would people give such low class people nice things? The fragile girl then left the room, deciding to look around a little more. Staying away from the basement and places off limits,though. As she went back down stairs, her eyes looked at the other people her were walking around. The demon she met earlier, the mistress she met and a new slave. Then, she noticed a cat boy on the couch. By his looks, he looked seemingly friendly. Though, never judge a book by it's cover. Deciding she should make atleast a new friend,Mikan walked over to Memry. "H-Hi..." She said softly. When it came down to it, she wasn't a very outgoing girl.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:18 pm
 MEMRY HIEN-ZIET "Myu?..." Looking up at Mikan, Memry let out a soft mew, his ears lowering slightly as he pulled himself from under the couch, stretching out like a cat would as his tail flicked about. "Hi... Are you a new slave here too?..." Sitting much like a cat would, he looked at her and cocked his head curiously, his eyes glinting with the desire to know. "Myuuuu..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:28 pm
ҒȜȜȽ †ћε Ⱥηїмɑɬ Ίϛ Яїϛїηʛ ℐℤℤɎ ӍѻѻҊ Ⱥϛ Ί ȘɬѻωɬɎ ℂѻмȜ ȺɬїѵȜ  ℬℓѻѻđʂϯɑїηℯđ
Izzy glanced around. How exactly had she even gotten into this mess, again? Oh that's right! Years of practice at getting herself into ridiculous situations, much like this. Atleast all the other times she was experimented on, and not sold for sex..among other horrid things. The blonde 19 year old took a seat on a couch near a couple young looking..pansies. Only being captive a few minutes, Izzy already hated the place, and wondered the quickest exit route. Her vivid blue eyes paused a minute on a man...Dio? was that his name? Was he the guy who ran this place? and what's with his Cutie assistant? "for ******** sake..someone please explain this to me" izzy muttered, mostly to herself.
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Freaky Little Darling Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:38 pm
Ｍｉｋａｎ Ｔｓｕｙａｍａ"I-I suggest that you don't expect too much out of me...this is my warning to you. I'm no good at all, but I'll try my best to be of use. I promise!" Mikan couldn't help but smile a little. She thought that he would act a little more human-like, but instead he acted just like a kitten. It was quite adorable,actually,which is was made her smile. However, at the question of being a new slave, her smile disappeared and turned into a frown. Her eyes filled with tears. The words he had said, somehow broke her and triggered her emotions. "W-Why would you ask me if I was a slave? I'm...I am definitely not a slave!" She said shakily. She never wanted to be called a slave, even rejected the idea of her being one, but the cold truth was that he was one, and everyone knew that. "Y-You must be misunderstanding...I'm a 'helper'." Mikan said to the cat boy. Her voice was still quivering, though the water in her eyes quickly went away. He was just misunderstanding,is what she thought. It was not his fault for not knowing. "But yes,I am new. W-What about you? Are you a slave?" Mikan questioned him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:40 pm
〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠The dark-haired man had taken a couple steps from the door and wore a smile to greet whoever answered. When he saw it was a lovely looking woman, his smiled widened and was about to greet her but she spoke first. His smile disappeared when he heard what she had to say. He was about to protest in defense but the woman had already made her was to the slave. The redhead straightened himself in the woman's presence, "This one's a fighter miss," he pointed out as she looked at the slave, "A handful, this one is." The man raised an eyebrow when she claimed to be able to 'take it from here.' He was about to tell her otherwise, when she simply snatched the chain from him then took the slave into the manor closing the door behind her. The two, having been simply left outside with nothing else to do, left. During the entirety of the event, the prisoner kept silent with his head lowered. The woman emanated confidence and sounded more intelligent than the two idiots that dragged him here. However, he knew that under a moonless sky they could overpower him. When the woman took the chain, he followed as she led him through the doors. When he saw her break the shackles, he immediately knew she wasn't human. His eye was cold and judging. Even if the woman wasn't human, he still didn't know what she was. He was now in some manor with a bunch of other slaves and rich idiots that get a kick out of owning them. How pathetic. This woman standing in front of him was obviously one of them. He folded his arms across his chest and his lips drew up in a small somewhat mocking smile, "Well, where to now?" His attention was suddenly caught by strange man shouting at him but refocused on the woman. 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠 〠"The light of the swollen moon falls over me beckoning the wolf and I comply, giving in to instinct."The Used - Blood On My Hands
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:50 pm
MEMRY HIEN-ZIET "Myu?..." Memry nodded, scratching himself behind the ear with a hand curled into a soft paw. "I am a slave too..." He was almost unfazed by her reaction, but then again, he too had been at a similar point when he was younger. He had grown out of it though. His training had done a good job of that. "You seem nice... I hope someone nice buys you..." "Myuuuu..."
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