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 Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 10:39 pm
I lean down as i see one of the two i was interested in move. The human seemed to be asleep so i thought to speak to this one till the other woke. As i go to talk i see his body looks like he has been beaten. I open my mouth to speak angerly at this treatment when what he is fills my nose. "Vampire!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 10:47 pm
ｒ ｉ ｌ ｅ ｙ ｇ ｒ ａ ｙ ｓ ｏ ｎ   ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄ｔｈｅ ｌｅｇａｃｙ ｂｏｒｎ ｆｒｏｍ ａ ｄｒｅａｍ ｏｎ ｌｅａｔｈｅｒ ｗｉｎｇｓ ｒｏｓｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｒｅｅｔｓ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｈａｎｄ ｏｎ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄When the dark haired male approached his cage, Riley let his eyes fall shut for a moment, his passive smile widening a tad. He certainly hoped that this man would take him home with him. He seriously doubted that he would be able to last at least another month in the market before his malnourished body gave out from all of the stress. Vampires didn't die, but the less blood they drank, the weaker they were. And it had been a very long time since Riley last partook in the crimson liquid that kept living beings alive.
Riley could sense the outrage coming off of the dark-haired male in waves, and opened his eyes, looking up at him, "Yes, milord?" He said, his voice soft. The blonde's face was a collected mask; no emotion could be seen on his features, or in the soft green depths of his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 10:54 pm
 I give a small chuckle as i tap a nail on the bars. "I am right your a vampire an i see you have been trained well." I lean down an whisper so only he can hear me. "An i see the condition your in your wounds should be healed by now. An i can see you have learned to wear a pleasant mask on your face. Sorry if i seem rude but i'm very blunt."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:05 pm
ｒ ｉ ｌ ｅ ｙ ｇ ｒ ａ ｙ ｓ ｏ ｎ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄ｔｈｅ ｌｅｇａｃｙ ｂｏｒｎ ｆｒｏｍ ａ ｄｒｅａｍ ｏｎ ｌｅａｔｈｅｒ ｗｉｎｇｓ ｒｏｓｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｒｅｅｔｓ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｈａｎｄ ｏｎ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄Riley bowed his head, "Milord is very observent. Yes, my wounds should have been healed by now, but I have not eaten in a few weeks." The blonde kept his eyes cast downward, as he shifted his weight to the side once again, trying to relieve some pressure from his bruised legs. The movement caused his pants to get caught on a raised edge inside the cell, and the fine fabric of his pants tears slightly; the sound causes his eyes to narrows slightly.
The clothing that he wore was from his last master, and unfortunately he had died. Riley couldn't complain about life in his former Master's household, he was kept mainly as something that was to be dressed up and looked at, instead of used for.. other things. Compared to past Masters, his former master was the kindest out of them all. As Riley looked back up at the long-haired male that stood before him, he tilted his head to the side and pondered to himself. Would this man be like his former master, or was the warm smile that was on his face an act, much like the mask that the vampire wore on his own face?
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:13 pm
I nod to myself as i look him over. "Well i happen to be looking for a couple of slaves. I work from my house making jams an pickled vegies. I also sell flowers an have contracts with inns around the area. An if i do say so my self i make some of the best cakes ever tasted. How does that sound to you?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:19 pm
ｒ ｉ ｌ ｅ ｙ ｇ ｒ ａ ｙ ｓ ｏ ｎ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄ｔｈｅ ｌｅｇａｃｙ ｂｏｒｎ ｆｒｏｍ ａ ｄｒｅａｍ ｏｎ ｌｅａｔｈｅｒ ｗｉｎｇｓ ｒｏｓｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｒｅｅｔｓ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｈａｎｄ ｏｎ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄A fine, golden eyebrow twitched skyward for a moment, and then Riley's face settled back into it's neutral position. The male was asking him if he wanted to go with him? He was giving Riley a choice? The blonde male found himself wondering if the kindly-looking male in front of him was broken in some way, shape, or form. Did he not know that the slaves had no say in the matter as to where they were to be taken to?
Burning with curiosity, the blonde couldn't help but ask, "If you do not mind my asking, milord, what will my duties be?" An entire list flashed through the blonde’s mind, wondering if he would have to do the pickling, or if he was to be an outlet for certain… frustrations. Would he be good enough for the beautiful man in front of him?
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:30 pm
"Well there would be tending of the grounds an upkeep of the house. Plus helping me with my work an servicing me. But don't get to worried i'm looking for one or two more slaves to help out if your interested."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:35 pm
ｒ ｉ ｌ ｅ ｙ ｇ ｒ ａ ｙ ｓ ｏ ｎ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄ｔｈｅ ｌｅｇａｃｙ ｂｏｒｎ ｆｒｏｍ ａ ｄｒｅａｍ ｏｎ ｌｅａｔｈｅｒ ｗｉｎｇｓ ｒｏｓｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｒｅｅｔｓ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｈａｎｄ ｏｎ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄Riley couldn't help but voice another question that was eating at him, "Why are you asking me?" He started, and a hint of bitterness seeped into his tone, "I do not have a choice in the matter, Milord. If you want me to be your slave, you only need to purchase me."
His eyes fell shut, and he felt a sinking sensation in his stomach. He probably blew his chance by acting out as he did. Slaves did not question the masters. The blonde's body began to tense up a little bit, expecting punishment in the form of pain coming in his direction. He was so stupid. Stupid...
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:46 pm
I look around an kicks one of the guards out of his chair an pulls it up to the cage. I sit an leans back with a smile. "Well it happens most are like that. Now me i think a slave that would like to go with me would do a better job than one forced to comply. Plus i mellow in my old age i'm very sure i'm older than you even. So the choice as you seem so shocked over is yours."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:57 pm
ｒ ｉ ｌ ｅ ｙ ｇ ｒ ａ ｙ ｓ ｏ ｎ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄ｔｈｅ ｌｅｇａｃｙ ｂｏｒｎ ｆｒｏｍ ａ ｄｒｅａｍ ｏｎ ｌｅａｔｈｅｒ ｗｉｎｇｓ ｒｏｓｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｒｅｅｔｓ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｈａｎｄ ｏｎ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄The blonde nodded, his mind at ease when the pain didn't come. The emerald depths that were his eyes fluttered open as he looked up at the reclining male. He had a choice... For once in his lifetime as a vampire... Riley Grayson had a choice. He could feel hope bubbling up in his chest, before he forcefully squashed it down. He had to remind himself that the seemingly kindly person before him could really be a bad person, just waiting for the slender male to fall into a false sense of security. But as he openly stared at the dark-haired male before him, Riley felt his doubt diminish and fade like a dying spark. He felt as if he could trust this dark haired stranger with his life.
His eyes narrowed slightly, as he fell deep into thought, and fiddled with a tear in the thigh of his pants. He could feel the individual strands between his fingers, as he pondered the choice that he had been given.
Did the dark-haired male know that Riley couldn't be in the sunlight? The vampire was at the stage where he could stay awake during daylight hours, but... not even the most ancient of Vampires could stand the rays of the sun. Would he be fed?
... Food.
At the thought of food, Riley's stomach lurched painfully, and a burning sensation flared to life at the back of his throat. He shifted to the side awkwardly, and changed his position so that he was sitting cross-legged on the floor.
Not once during his inner thoughts, did Riley's polite expression change. He simply stared at the Dark haired male, and parted his lips to speak: "... I will go with you, then, Milord." He bowed his head, his (dirty) hair falling forward to cover his eyes, "My name is Riley Grayson."
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 12:17 am
I reach down twisting the lock off opening the door. I move his dirty hair out of his eyes an smiles. "Lord Plios former member of the black dragon clan of the dragon high councle." I see one of the guards stand even stiffer as i say who i am an smiles. "Sir go to the closest store an get my slave some new clothes for i can't be seen with him looking like this plus we will be using your kitchen for help clean him up a bit." The guard nods an flees the shop as fast as he can. I look back an winks. "Well you would think i was going to eat the poor man as fast as he ran. Now to the kitchen no offence but you look awful."
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 12:30 am
ｒ ｉ ｌ ｅ ｙ ｇ ｒ ａ ｙ ｓ ｏ ｎ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄ｔｈｅ ｌｅｇａｃｙ ｂｏｒｎ ｆｒｏｍ ａ ｄｒｅａｍ ｏｎ ｌｅａｔｈｅｒ ｗｉｎｇｓ ｒｏｓｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｒｅｅｔｓ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｈａｎｄ ｏｎ ｄｅｓｔｉｎｙ ▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄A soft chuckle escaped Riley's lips as the Guard scampered off to do the task set to him. With a soft sigh, the blonded crawled out of his cage, biting his inner cheek as his back and legs protested (quite loudly in fact, his spine and joints popped as he moved) as he stood up at his full height. "That, or he was afraid that I would." Again, the pang of hunger burned the back of his throat, but the blonde forced it down. He could control himself, losing himself to bloodlust was a good way to get himself killed.
The blonde looked downwards, giving himself a once over. His shirt was barely hanging onto his slender form, and one could see that the vampire was well built, but not overly so. The muscles on his chest rippled as he lifted his arms into the air, aligning his spine with a few pops, and a soft sigh of relief. As Plios commented on his appearance, Riley could feel a bubble of shame in his chest. "Yes... The guards are rather brutal, if I might say so myself." He sighed, "And they do not let us bathe often, unless someone of great importance is planning on coming in. Even then, we do not get new clothing." The blonde picked at his shirt, and patted the thighs of his pants, "Which saddens me, as well. This shirt was a gift from my former master."
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 12:39 am
Rey looked over at the two as they conversed and thought about the offer of being brought by Lord Pilos. He decided to speak up or else he might not ever get brought again in the future. "Excuse me, sir" he said loud enough for the master, Lord Pilos to hear. "Could I come possibly along with you too?" her asked.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 12:40 am
I place a hand on his shoulder leading him to the kitchen sink. "Well i never tell my name or title so i can see how a place realy is. As for your old clothes well you can clean them when we get home an if you dont like the new ones im sure you or i can sew them well enough to wear." I look around till i find the cooler an walks in. After a brief search i find blood packets an put them in a large bowl pouring warm water ment for tea over them waiting for riley to was his hair an face. I walk about the other cages to see if anyone was awake.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 12:41 am
I smile down to the slave an pulls mt seat over. "Did you hear what i told the other of work at my place? An i can tell your human you sure your fine around non humans?"
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