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 Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 2:45 pm
 ((Ta-da, the guild's first Slave Market!))
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 9:14 pm
• • • gαвяιєℓ fαυиιиg fσχ ιιι • • • 
He calmed down after a few minutes, panting from lack of breath. Deep down, he really was scared, but he'd never show that. He sat silent now, moving his arms for they had long become numb from staying in place for so long. He had kicked and bit when he had been taken, the drugs they had given him taking affect a few minutes too late. In those few minutes he had managed to dislocate two of the four men's arms, and after that he had awoken with restricted movement. He hadn't been taught martial arts at his home for nothing.
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