:Life: Semi lit-

[kuskie,]

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Username: LittleArchangel
Name: Luke Wesson
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Personality:Luke doesn’t talk a lot of the time since he has a few trust issue, he does care about others though and he can get the job done. He is protective of his friends and people he cares about. He can be a bit sarcastic sometimes to people he doesn’t like but to others he can be kind and nice. Luke doesn't like being lied to and despite certain things he likes to have a little fun even if it can get him in trouble.
Other: nothin unless i missed something.

[broker]

{{ Accepted. Thank you. c: The roleplay may now begin. }}

Time of day: Early afternoon.
Month: July.
Temperature: Eighty one degrees.

Miss Dia Kaylil
{{ A slight change of age for her son. William will be a year younger. }}

Dia scurried to clean the small house, with her young son William fussing in her arms. "Down" then "Up" it seemed the he couldn't make up his mind. It now would be just moments before the "Animal transport" as its called arrives. Doubt and worry she was filled with. It wasn't as if she didn't need the help, but in adopting a animal its as if keeping someone caged in.
"I wished I wouldn't have been so rushed.... I don't even know this girl.."
Miss Kaylil said to herself aloud, with William placed back on the floor. She paced the small quarters, peering out through the front door window for any sign of a car parked out front. Then she went back in checking for anything out of order. A car engine brought her back to the window, as she looked out to finally see something pull up along side the curb. It wasn't a normal car as she expected, but more of a black van.
I wonder if such a size of a car is necessary..
Dia wondered, unlocking the door, she then turned the knob to open the door. The large truck was already at a halt, but apparently it took forever to open the door. Finally she noticed a rather chubby man exit out from the front of the truck, instead of taking the side walk up to the house, the man went around to the back of the truck.
Dia, confused, went back inside the small house to gather her son. He didn't seem to mind, keeping quiet he looked out in awe at the large van. Dia approached the man as William started grinning at him,
"Excuse me, I'm Miss Dia Kaylil,"
She took a pause as she watched the man open the back of the large truck.
"Is this, the animal transportation?"
The words were almost hard to say, surely they couldn't be animals, but it is said. The man sent a lazy nod before responding.
"Yup.."
He then opened fully the back of the truck, shortly he called a code, numbers, name? Dia wasn't sure which, but then came into her view what appeared nothing but a child. A girl with long blonde hair exited out from the back of the van, if Dia didn't know any better, she call her human. But there it was upon her head grey ears, along with a tail. But, surely these couldn't be animals. Dia then felt frustration wrap up inside, they would dare, to put such a being, in the back of a truck? It disgusted her more then anything, she dared herself to look back and at least let them have seats.
I can't imagine how they can breath in there!
Before she could let out any anger to this man, he held out a clip board with a sheet of paper on it. Merely mumbling the words "sign here" Dia took a moment before she placed her full name on it. William, was soaking up all the excitement. No longer fussing to be let down, he merely stared, almost studying everything.

{{ All the others are in the van. :] Expect for my character Jade who has already been living with Mr. Winderbaker for a couple of weeks. They'll be dropped off at their masters houses one by one. Starting with Isabel. }}

[Sake]

Isabel looked up as the van came to a sudden halt. She sighed, watching the doors, as she knew she was the first to go. Her tail curled and she stood up, flicking her ears. The doors opened and she slowly, quietly walked to the open light. Isabel stepped out of the van tentatively, glancing back at the others. She waved weakly, giving a small smile, and hopped out to look at her new owner and that irritably terrible man. She looked at the two blankly, then focused on the child in the woman's arms. "How sweet." Isabel purred softly, linking her hands behind her back. She watched the woman sign her papers, then examined her. She didn't seem so bad, but Isabel knew not to trust them at a simple glance. If she'd learned anything in her life of slavery, it was not to trust humans. She frowned slightly, her amber eyes becoming dull. She'd play it safe for a while, just to make sure, and to prepare herself for the worst. She walked up to the woman, looking up at her and giving a curtsy as her tail curled behind her.
"My name is Isabel Victoria Oakwood. It is a pleasure to meet you." A small, weak smile crossed her features and she glanced to the baby before gazing up at the woman. "Your son is very cute. I look forward to working for you." She dipped her head politely.

(Oh, did you see the new picture I used? I changed her look some, just so you know.)

[raibee.]

● | Serafina Finch | ●

The back of the van was dark, cramped, and uncomfortable. It even smelled odd, almost like someone had vomited or defecated in there. And usually, the slaves were packed in like sardines. But today, they were lucky. There were only a few servants to deliver and they actually had room to breathe. But one fact still remained: they were slaves and no amount of space in the back of a stench-ridden van could change that fact. Only the admittance of one thing could: slavery is wrong. But humans were selfish creatures and nothing could warm their icy hearts. At least, that's how Serafina saw it. To her, no human was to be trusted unless that trust was earned. From the tips of her golden blonde fox ears to the end of her fluffy white-tipped tail, this is how she felt. The young woman's feelings only intensified when the van halted.

Light flooded into the back of the van. Mold that had been growing in the van's corners cringed at the sudden exposure to the sun's rays. Serafina watched as one of the other nekos stood and exited the van. Eyes meeting with the poor soul leaving to meet her destiny, Serafina weakly waved back. She didn't know the girl's name, but it helped if someone said goodbye. It made it feel like someone cared, even if only temporarily. Inhaling the scent of mold, Serafina looked outside at the new slave owner, her bright blue eyes fierce with anger. Just as she caught a glimpse of the human, the van became dark once again. On to the next owner.

[broker]

{{ Oh! I'm sorry. xD I tried clicking the link, but it doesn't show the image. }}

Dia watched as the girl made her greeting. So formal with her politeness, she paused briefly before realizing she should make a reply.
"Why thank you.. Miss Oakwood..."
That indeed wasn't the name this man called inside the van, she flinched a bit with irritation before returning back to Isabel.
"My name is Dia Kaylil, but please just refer me to Dia."
The women said to her, a warm smile taking place of the frustrated emotions that she released for the time being. She then turned to William, he squealed with either delight or anger it was uncertain. He was curiously looking at Isabel, actually at her tail.
"And this is,"
Dia began, getting a firm hold of the young boy.
"This is William.."
Miss Kaylil finished, a pause holding the next moment.
"Well!"
"Shall we go inside?"
Dia then gestured towards the house. It was all so much that was going on, she half expected a robot. But this, this was human, not some crummy animal as she was told. It's a complete outrage.

- - -
The man in charge of the animal transportation quickly got back into the large truck, starting it up, he cruised down the block till halting once more at another house. It was a short distance, and even at a slow speed, the van seemed to fly forward as he put on the breaks. It was a rather large house, defiantly more formal then the one before, with an older man sitting out on the front porch. The chubby employee got out from the black van, circling towards the back of it once more. Opening the heavy doors, he called two code names.

{{ This house belongs to Mr. Joe Warth and Mrs Andreana Warth. }}
- - -

[Sake]

(Oh, okay. Just keep with the first one, then. X3)

Isabel smiled and looked over at the house with a nod. "It's very great to meet you Dia and William." She purred. "Well, um, if you'd like." She flicked her ears, examining the house. "I would love to see your house." She finished quietly, looking back to Dia. Isabel thought silently to herself. This woman seemed nice, and her son seemed the same, but was it true? She hadn't met humans like this, not that she knew of, anyway. She hooked her hands behind her back again, her soft tail swaying slowly in the air.

[raibee.]

● | Serafina Finch | ●

As the van rumbled to a start, Serafina could only hope she wasn't the next stop. A short while later, the van lurched to a halt. The van doors opened soon after they had stopped, sending the mold back into shock. The pot-bellied driver looked into the van and called out two names. Serafina's was one of them. Frowning, Serafina forced herself to stand. Each step she took towards the light was a struggle. She didn't want to be a slave, but really, who did?

Stepping out of the van Serafina examined the home she would be working in. It was large, much larger than any place she'd ever been. But then, she had never really been anywhere before. Running a hand through her blonde hair, Serafina looked up at who she assumed to be her new 'master' sitting on the front porch. He seemed as cold and calculating as the rest of the human species.

[kuskie,]

((Sorry))

Luke

Luke looked around the van, he was most likely going to stay quiet which was what he had done in the past few events, where the others had gotten off. He shifted a bit in the van and looked at some of the others careful not to move since he was just getting comfortable to the dark spot, but he sure wasn't getting comfortable to the people. He didn't really like to think of the human species as strong or magnificent, since they had managed to build great buildings, or reach new limits in space or something along those lines. He liked to think of them as just people, ordinary everyday people that were no different to him or anyone else that had previously been in the van.
Luke's eyes shifted a bit around the van and landed on the man at the door of the van, he wasn't going to move without being forced to. He was comfortable where he was and was quite happy just sitting there and not moving one bit. His hands reached for anything that seemed to be in grabbing zone, though he was trying to seem innocent as he did so.
Luke sighed giving up his own little debate and headed out if the van slowly, he took his time before he finally jumped out. He glanced around becoming curious with things till he laid eyes on the human which made him gulp a bit though wait for anything he was told to do.

[broker]

{{ No problem. c: }}

Mr. Joe Warth and Mrs Andreana Warth

The man stood up from the seat he had out on the porch. Joe Warth. It appeared that the two animals were here. He hoped not to be disappointed, they seemed awfully small, but hopefully the boys strength makes up for that.
"Andreana! They're here."
He called inside the large house, proceeding with going down the steps and walking down on the side walk that lead to the truck. He now could see the two better. The boy appeared younger then expected, which left the Joe to grunt in disapproval. The older man then signed the papers that the employe held out, while Mrs. Andreana Warth was getting to the door.

Miss Dia Kaylil

"That's great."
Dia replied, while William couldn't get his eyes off of Isabels tail. His eyes gleamed, though his face was slightly red from frustration in trying to get down on the sidewalk. Dia swiftly headed towards the door that lead to the house, it held a square window above the door knob, she gripped the golden handle and pushed the entrance open, stepping inside she looked back for Isabel. The front door lead into a small entrance, and to the right a simple living room. It had a large tan plush couch, with a small television set facing it. In-between the two pieces of furniture was a round brightly colored carpet. To the side of the couch was a lamp, standing on a small bedside table. Towards the back of the wall was a blue box, a few toys were vividly sticking out from it.
"Are you hungry?"
Dia asked, placing her son on the floor. He recently learned how to walk, though is a bit tipsy, and prefer to depend on his little toy shopping cart that at one point Dia had bought for him.

[Sake]

Isabel followed Dia nervously and came inside, looking around and smiling. "It's nice..." She murmured and let out a small giggle, finding the house kind of cute, actually. As cute as a house could be, anyway. Isabel looked to Dia at her question and blinked, slight confusion on her face, before she frowned slightly. "Oh, no, that's okay, Dia. I'm fine, thank you." Her tail twitched and she bit her lip. She'd barely eaten in the past week, not at all today, as she didn't eat any more food than necessary from the people who'd kept her before. Isabel continued to look around until her stomach growled loudly and she sighed. "Okay, I might be a little hungry..." She smiled guiltily.