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 Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 12:14 am
-picture to come soon The Second Floor
The Second Floor has the most docile and tamed of slaves. They are broken and mainly eager to please any new master.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 12:34 am
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❝ I won't go getting tired of you ❞ "Are we there?" Lawrence muttered for the millionth time and the limo driver sighed in frustration. "No sir," he replied in annoyance and Lawrence smirked at his driver's attitude as he lounged in the back of the limo lazily. He waited a few minutes and then asked again. His timings seemed to be perfect because at that moment the limo driver stopped a little too quickly, throwing Lawrence onto the floor. The driver ignored the large thud and simply went to open the door for the shape shifter. "We've arrived," was all the driver said and Lawrence just smiled cheekily and got out of the car with a polite thanks. The shape shifter's hair was a silver mess and he constantly tugged his fingers though it in attempt to tame it a bit. After giving up, he glanced down at the worn out, grey, "I ❤ NY" hoodie he was wearing. Where the hell had that come from? New York obviously but had he even been there before? Too tired to try and remember, Lawrence yawned loudly as he walked onto the second floor of slaves. He'd skipped the first floor, finding it unnecessary to make conversation with anyone down there. Lawrence just wanted to find himself a pet and go home. As long as the pet was pretty looking, Lawrence would be fine with buying him... Or her. Although Lawrence preferred it was a him. Sometimes girls cried and whined a lot and it was irritated. So as Lawrence walked, he peered into every cage, seeming to look into the ones with cute males more carefully. He hadn't been here before and he'd brought a pocketful of cash just to make sure he would have enough money to pay for his new pet. Living alone with your maids, butlers, and cat could become lonely. Cats provided attention but only when they wanted some in return. That wasn't too much of a problem for Lawrence though. If his cat walked away from him he would just find her and bother her. Same for the new slave he bought today. If he... or she, didn't like him, Lawrence would bother them until they paid attention to him. It was always nice to bug and tease people. Especially when they were cute. Hopefully Meemo wouldn't get jealous of the pet Lawrence brought today. After he bought he slave and whatever the salve wanted, Lawrence would get his baby (his cat, Meemo) some treats. With a sigh, the shape shifter paused and crouched down at one cage when an unusual hair colour caught his eye. When he moved closer to get a better look, the boy's eyes were an unusual colour as well. Not that Lawrence's hair and eyes weren't unusual colours. "Well aren't we cute?" Lawrence said with a smirk. It seemed he had found what he was looking for. The boy was fairly attractive and the unusual colours on him made him even more attractive. It was different and Lawrence liked it. Curious, he asked, "Why's something so pretty stuffed in a cage? What's your name?" Lawrence offered a small smile, hoping his pet ignored the fact that he looked like a freaking hobo right now. Lawrence was simply too tired when he woke up to make himself look good today. He didn't smell bad... At least he was pretty sure he didn't. So he should be fine with making some kind of good first impression.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 2:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 2:28 pm
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❝ I won't go getting tired of you ❞ Lawrence chuckled softly at the boy's comment on what he was wearing then grinned at Xavi's nickname. "Lawrence... Lawre if you really want," the man replied, hoping that "hobo stud" didn't stick to Lawrence once he bought the slave. "And if you don't like the sweater, I could always take it off," Lawrence joked although he was really considering it. It was way too hot wearing the worn out thing and Lawrence never bothered wearing shirts or sweaters anyways since they were torn to shreds when he shifted from a human to a wolf. His pants did the some thing but Lawrence could care less. He would strut around naked for all he cared. It wasn't like he had a body to be ashamed of anyways although he wasn't exactly on the super muscular side. Lawrence preferred he wasn't anyways. As a guard walked by, Lawrence called out to him with a, "Hey!" The man rolled his eyes, clearly hating his job as he walked over to Lawrence. "I want this one... Xavi," the shape shifter said, remind himself that the boy in the cage was much more human than Lawrence. He deserved to be addressed by his name since the things in cages in these places were often things like Lawrence that weren't human. He was wondering how such a pretty boy had gotten into a place like this anyways. Maybe Lawrence would ask later since for now he had to pull the bundle of cash out of his pocket and sort though it to give the jailer the right amount. The jailer opened the cage door and once a leash was placed on Xavi's collar, the other end was handed to Lawrence. With a thanks in the form of a casual salute, Lawrence stood and waited for Xavi to come out of the cage. "You need clothes don't you?" he asked as if suddenly realizing that. Lawrence hadn't thought of that yet and even if he had, Lawrence wouldn't have been able to prepare for his new pet with clothes. As they started to head out, Lawrence simply stripped off the old sweater and tossed it in the nearest trash can. The heat was beginning to kill him. Even if it wasn't that hot, the part of Lawrence that was a wolf kept him plenty warm.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 2:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 2:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 12:11 pm
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Ɍowena
❝Ɍσσ❞
══════ There wasn't much else to do other than watch other slaves and masters mingle. And even then, she felt a twinge of...not jealousy. Roo didn't want to be a slave. But she didn't want to stay with the slavers, either. Watching others come in and take away slaves made her curl up in the corner, knees drawn to her chest. What she wanted was for someone to want her. Not in a sexual way, gods no. She'd had enough of that to last her a lifetime. No, no, Roo wanted a master to come in and take her. To look at her and see someone worth seeing, someone worth taking home and caring for. She'd be good, docile, wouldn't even try to run away.
But not many people seemed to want someone so quiet, who could barely make eye contact when they did look at her. If she could look at them dead-on, flirt or joke or smile, she would. It was impossible, though, or so it seemed. They either scared her, or only gave her a passing glance to look at someone more...fun? It sucked. Roo leaned her head against the bars of her cage and sighed quietly to herself, green eyes watching everyone closely. Quiet and withdrawn, the young woman still watched others with a piercing stare, absorbing everything that happened around her. It was partially amusement and partially a survival skill. She liked knowing where people were. It was almost funny, she hated to be alone and yet she couldn't stand being with all these people.
That was the worst part. Being alone. Fear of the dark wasn't something she had - the dark alone didn't bother her. But being alone, whether night or day, bothered her. It made her feel abandoned and completely alone. That idea alone frightened her, so she'd ingratiated herself to the slavers, just so they wouldn't put her in the back with the others, but keep her around for amusement. They weren't kind men - hardly - but they weren't overly cruel. It was all business and as long as she was cute and nice, they didn't seem to mind letting her have a bit of freedom with someone there.
God, she wanted someone to take her. So many masters were loud or cruel or both, though, looking for things she neither had nor could give. Roo was beginning to give up hope, although she knew a year being on the market wasn't too bad compared to some others. But still...it was discouraging. She fingered the collar on her neck, feeling the charms, and sighed.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 1:21 pm
 Kazuo Kinshen
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Where Am I: SLAVE MARKET
Who Am I with: ROO && SARAH
What Is My Mood: SOLEMN
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White Weretiger  ❝ Please, call me Koko ❞
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Everything was going as planned today, at least. Kazuo had woken up and fed Alex, Riley, and Sarah, his cats, attended a business meeting for the viewing of a new product idea, went home to feed the cats again, gave them baths, and was off to the market. Sarah was the careful one, always alert, always double-checking everything. She was stretched out on the backseat of the car for the entire ride, staring out the window, watching everything rush by with golden-brown eyes, trying to stay alert. But like usual she put her head down, giant paws crossed over it. Trying to watch the moving world always made her head hurt. Chuckling lightly and trying not to, Kazuo focused on driving.
Several people looked alarmed as they saw Sarah jump out of the car, Kazuo holding the door open for them as she sniffed for any immediate danger. Closing the door, Kazuo let her be in front as she liked to be, waving with a reassuring smile at the woman behind the desk. "Now, the most dangerous are at the top, the safest at the bottom. Don't scare them, okay? We'll start on the second floor." she grumbled in return, looking back at him, and he interpreted the look. "Really? I'm cautious, not mean." It made him smile, spreading his hands in that universal hand signal for peace. And up they went in the elevator. None of the cats like elevators, not even Kazuo, put that seemed the most obvious way to get up.
Maybe it was the fact that he didn't have her on a leash? Kazuo wondered as Sarah patrolled the second floor, the male walking beside her, ears flicking and making his hair shift over them. He stopped, eyes searching when he heard chains rattle like they'd been startled. Neon-colored eyes found milky-brown hair, white smooth skin, wide green irises. Kazuo stopped and looked down at her, almost surprised, and Sarah stood at attention, sniffing, until the male pat her head. "I knew they were dirty workers, but I didn't think they'd put even a young lady like yourself in here," he said, kneeling in front of her cage, offering his hand to her through the cage bars. "I am Kazuo. You are, miss?" he said politely, friendly, while Sarah sat back on her haunches, stepped back having deemed the brunette safe.
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//OOC//
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 1:54 pm
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Ɍowena
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══════ Roo had been watching people come and go like usual, but the last thing she'd expected to see was a massive white tiger come into the room. It was...fuzzy. Like a bit, oversized kitty cat. She knew, she knew, it could rip her face off and eat her in one bite, probably, but still. It just made her want to cuddle it. She'd always like cats. And the bigger they were, the better they were for cuddles. And this tiger was more than twice her size, easy. She could ride it like a pony and it probably wouldn't even notice her weight. Good lord.
When the big tiger padded over to her, she twitched in surprise. A little fear, yes, but it was more just shock. "Kitty? Are you a pretty kitty?" the young woman asked softly, smiling a little at the tiger. Kitty. Good lord, she was insane. Hearing a voice, she paused. Was he - he'd spoken to her? Stretching her legs out in front of her, Roo tilted her head to look at him for a moment. Those eyes were really cool-looking. Not quite cat eyes, but they reminded her of them, for some reason. "I'm Rowena. Most people call me Roo," she finally said in a small voice. Her hand found its way into his, her fingers trembling a bit from nerves. She glanced over at the tiger curiously. Was it like a familiar?
Realizing she really wanted to pet the great cat and not dumb enough to try, even if it did look docile, Roo smiled hesitantly at him. Remembering what the slavers had said, she pulled her hair away from her face and over one shoulder so he could see her collar. They hated to ask, she'd been told, and it was rude to hide it, even by mistake. Not sure whether to shake his hand or not, she merely looked at him, then the cat again. "She's really beautiful," she offered, trying to be friendly. "Would she be mad if I petted her?" Had she just asked that? God, she was so going to die here, alone. It had just been so long since she'd gotten to touch anything soft or fuzzy.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:36 pm
Kazuo Kinshen
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Where Am I: SLAVE MARKET
Who Am I with: ROO && SARAH
What Is My Mood: SOLEMN
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White Weretiger ❝ Please, call me Koko ❞
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Kazuo again looked surprised. This young girl, she wasn't afraid of Sarah? She seemed timid, but she seemed fascinated with her. Both Kazuo's and Sarah's ears perked up at this. When she answered his question he smiled again. Really now; that was cute. His eyes looked her hand when he felt a quivering as she placed it in his. "My, I wonder what this kangaroo is doing in a cage," he said, shaking her hand, careful to be gentle with her. He let her withdraw if she wanted to, dropping his hand again. He had caught the motion of her other hand, knowing that the movement was about the collar. The charms he found surprised him, as well as the Light Blue color. What on earth was she doing here? She did not belong here.
Sarah and Kazuo looked at each other at Roo's request, then back at her. He shook his head with a smile, standing and stepping to the side. Sarah came forward, sniffing, looking curious, moving forward to the cage until a bar touched her whisker. "No no. She's nice to those who are nice back." he said, and her tail thumped against his leg. He shrugged, watching the two. Golden-brown eyes watched the brunette from about a foot away, searching her, watching her, smelling her, verifying things that would let Sarah give Kazuo the OK on her. When the soft hand touched her fur, the tiger nudged against it, closing her eyes and leaning her head against the touch.
"I have two more at home if you'd like to come see them," he said, wondering if she would get what he was hinting at. She wasn't afraid of them, so she would be fine at the house, and she certainly didn't belong here. So why not? Unless she was untrusting of masters; it would still be a surprise to him if she would prefer to stay where she was, which he doubted, but there were cases where the masters were more dangerous and miserable adventures than simply staying in a cage.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:01 pm
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Ɍowena
❝Ɍσσ❞
══════ There were lots of things that frightened Roo, or made her nervous or anxious. It was just how she was, especially when she didn't have anyone. But surprisingly, watching the massive cat inspect her - for that's what it clearly was - didn't worry her in the least. She kept as still as she could while the cat sniffed her, only moving her hand when the great head paused. Roo was only going to touch her fur, just a little, but when the tiger seemed to like and leaned into her hand, her lips tugged into a smile as she scratched behind the kitty's ears. Delighted the great kitty liked her, she moved her other hand to scratch under the massive chin, not bothered by the fact her hands were inches away from a very dangerous set of teeth."Who's a pretty kitty? Are you a fuzzy kitty? Yes you are," she cooed under her breath, momentarily forgetting her fear as she buried her fingers in the thick fur.
Abruptly remembering she wasn't alone, the girl blushed a bright red, but didn't stop petting the tiger. Glancing up at the man, she looked at him in surprise. Was he going to take her home with him? That would mean she'd get to live with him and...more tigers? Really? Her expression brightened and she nodded, trying not to seem too eager. This was better than she'd ever hoped for. He didn't seem cruel, not if this cat liked him. Cats never liked cruel people. What really surprised her was that he was asking her. Inspecting him again, she realized what his eyes reminded her of. They were like the tiger's she was petting, only much, much brighter. "I bet they'd glow in the dark," Roo thought to herself, blinking when she thought she heard a purr from the big white beast on the other side of the bars.
Wanting to hug the cat, to get cuddled and hold something soft for once, Roo thought over her options. Oh boy, what a lot she had. Stay here and hope someone else came along that was half has nice as Kazuo, or just go with him. And really, what choice was there? If he wanted her, he'd just buy her and take her, she didn't get a say in any of it. But pretending she did was nice of him. It didn't seem he was mocking her by asking, at least. Using the cat as a bit of a brace to push herself to her feet, her legs hurting from sitting for so long, she still had to tilt her head to look up at him. She honestly couldn't think of anything to say, not much for words to start with. "Please," she finally said, her fingers in white fur as she gave him a hesitant smile.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 4:53 pm
Kazuo Kinshen
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Where Am I: SLAVE MARKET
Who Am I with: ROO && SARAH
What Is My Mood: SOLEMN
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White Weretiger ❝ Please, call me Koko ❞
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Blinking bright eyes several times, Kazuo clasped his hand over his mouth to hide the big grin that grew there, trying to smother the laughing that had come from watching Roo and Sarah. It irked the cat a little to hear her whisper such words, but her petting overrode that so she stared where she was at. But when she turned beat-red, he tried to smother the expression in a more mild, and mostly failed. He managed not to laugh and dropped his hand, but the lines in his faces hinted at the suppressed laughter dancing in his eyes. Sarah glanced back at him and again she thwacked him on the leg with her tail. 'You're being rude'; that's what it meant. Not that he knew it for a fact, just assuming from her personality. She went back to paying attention to the hand in her fur, a deep rumbling starting in her throat.
The amusement on his face, and the content one on Sarah's were replaced with surprised when Roo began to stand on shaky legs. They just looked at her for a few moments, almost astonished. Before Sarah pulled away from the human, licking her hand before she padded away. She could handle the guards; they'd been here before, they knew Kazuo and his cats. "Of course; such a lady like yourself does not belong here, anyway," he said, watching her carefully, making sure she was steady enough not to fall.
A few moments later Sarah padded back over with a leash in her mouth, a guard with keys trailing behind her. The white Bengal tiger handed the leash to Kazuo, who'd stepped back to let the guard by. "We have a little more, um... shopping, to do, before we can go." he said. Making a motion to Sarah, she bounced, muscles tensing, twitching, springing as she took off to the elevator, large paws maneuvering to hit one button and one button only. And away she went, disappearing behind the metal doors. It must have been the strangest thing ever, as most of the slaves stared, and stared, but Kazuo acted like it was one of the most normal things he'd ever seen. He smiled reassuringly at Roo as she was let out of her cage. "I'm afraid this is required until you are purchased," he said, clipping the leash on as he led her to the first floor. "We'll sit in the lounge downstairs while we wait for Sarah."
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