Šword Änd Špear

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew continued to grit his teeth, finding it harder and harder to control himself. He bit his lip,"I...um...just realised, I'm...a slave, and I better get used to it," he said, making it up as he went along. This was absalutely killing him, he hated doing this, br at the same time it sort of made him want to laugh. He bit his lip,"I would not object if you branded me," he said, his face going pink as he tried not to laugh. He still kept his gaze fixed on the ground, making sure he could not see his face and how red it was.

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Ryder watched him closely, his eyebrows still raised. "Damn straight, you should get used to it." He muttered under his breath, his pride getting the better of him. He would do anything to feel superior above someone else. He let a smug grin splay itself on his jaw. "Alright, fine. You're still getting branded, eventually, but-" He paused, reluctant to finish. "Since you sucked up to me, you don't have to do the show." He turned around, heading back towards the door. On a last thought, he paused in the doorway, lifting his brow. "Just don't screw up again, dumb-ass." He took a small half-step backwards into his room, shutting the door in Andrew's face. He had a feeling that the boy had just lied to him to get out of doing the show, but he didn't care. Even if he was lying, it was worth it to see the look on his face as he apologized. Flipping backward onto his bed, Ryder let out a laugh.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew smiled softly as the door closed and he rushed downstairs, making sure Riley was nowhere about before he walked into the kitchen. He wen through all the cupboards before he found what he wanted and slipped it into his pocket. He then stood up in surprise as the door bell rang. He quickly shut all the cupboards and went to the door, opening in and looking at the man that stood there. He was slightly older then Andrew,"You boy, I am a friend of your master," he said. Andrew raised his eyebrows, but did not comment on the sentence. He sighed softly and showed him upstairs, knocking on Ryders door.

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Ryder sighed as he heard yet another knock on his door, and stood up. "What the hell could it be now?" He asked, turning the knob. He could see a figure standing behind Andrew, but it was dim in the hallway, so he couldn't see thier face. "Who's that?" He asked, flicking his gaze back to Andrew.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew looked rather confused as he asked that and shrugged. The man stepped forward, shaking Ryder's hand,"Good to meet you, I am here to make you an offer for Andrew, I am prepared to offer you triple what you paid for him," he said with a smile. Andrew lent against the door frame, his eyebrows raised as he listened to the conversation. The man grinned,"So what do you think?" he asked eagerly.

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Ryder listened as the man spoke. "Triple?" He asked, actually considering the offer. He knew that Riley would murder him if he sold Andrew, although it would be good to get him out of their hair. He glanced at Andrew, who had a blank expression and sighed. They didn't really need the money. "Well.." He cut himself off, thinking. Soon a smile spread across his lips, and his gaze flicked to Andrew. "I'm sorry sir, I don't believe that I would sell him for any price." Even as he spoke to the man, he kept his eyes on Andrew. Only when he was finished did he look at the other man. "But thank you for your offer."

[Scottish Girl]

What could happen?

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x Hrm. I dunno... Maybe the guy could try to steal Andrew? Or when the guy leaves Andrew and Ryder could get in a fight. I dunno.. =P x

[Scottish Girl]

The man sighed,"That's a shame," he said. He followed Andrew down stairs and turned around to him,"I will see you soon," he said, and he stated at Andrew for a moment before walking away. Andrew stood at the door for a few minutes before he turned and went into the kitchen, the mans words still in his head. Andrew sat there for a while before standing up, thinking he might as well do some work, and walked into the stables. He climbed up into the loft, and bent down to pick up a bale of hay when a hand was clamped down across his mouth, stifling his shouts. As Andrew struggled his necklace dropped from his pocket onto the ground.A cloth was put Ilier his mouth, and within a few second Andrew eyes closed and he became still and limp. He was dragged of and put into a car, which drive off quietly.

When Andrew woke up he was in a cell. He quickly stood up and walked to the door, looking out, but he couldn't see anyone. He say down on the cold ground and waited, and waited and waited. It was hours before he heard a noise. Two men came to the barred door, one was the man who had come to be house, and one was an older man who was better dressed,"Perfect, you have done well. I want a chip implanted to I know where he is all the time," said the older man, and the younger one nodded. The younger man watched the older one walk away before walking into the cell, striding towards Andrew,"I am Joseph, but you may only address me as sir, you see that man that was with me, that is your master, now come here," he said and grabbed Andrew arms. Andrew was still in shock he did not argue or struggle. The man took something that sort of resembled a needs and withot another word stuck it in Andrew wrist, injecting something in,"You know have a tracking device in you so I suggest you do not try to run," he warned.

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Riley was still asleep in the loft, on the other side of all the bales of hay. She heard shuffling about, but she was a heavy sleeper, so she didn't pay much mind, just rolled over, and went back to sleep. After about half an hour the sunlight was too bright to sleep any longer, so she forced herself up, rubbing her eyes. She noticed that the barn doors were open, but she just shrugged, jumping lightly down from the loft, and landing in a squatting position. As she landed, her eyes caught on something shinging amongst the shay strewn about, and found a necklace. She eyed it momentarily, before she realized it was Andrew's. Just guessing her had dropped it, she yawned, heading inside the house. She hung her coat back up on the hook, glancing around and not seeing Andrew anywhere. She headed upstairs, finding his room also empty. "Uhh, Ryder?" She called down the hall, to which her brother soon appeared at the door. "Yea, what is it?" Riley dangled the necklace to him in between her fingers. "I can't find Andrew anywhere, and this was in the barn. Did you make him mad?" Ryder shook his head, walking down the hallway, to look at the necklace, and confirm that it was Andrew's. "Nah, the only thing that happened was a man, a bit older than me, offering to buy him. I turned him down." Riley smacked her forehead. Was her brother honestly that stupid? "Ryder, don't you get it? He was stolen, moron!" She said, heading back down the stairs, and to the car. Ryder followed, and started it. "Where exactly are we supposed to look? He coulda been taken anywhere." Riley shrugged, motioning for him to start driving. "I dunno, but we have to at least try to find him."