|\|чєs, mαstєr|\| Slave/Master Rp Open And Accepting

[Serenity.]

{{- Okay -}}

[Agent Blue]

Anael

Ana stayed quiet, backing against a wall, straining the chains on her wrists. She obviously couldn't change either of their minds, so she kept her distance from the situation. A master walked up to the cages; the first one in a while. He looked cold and annoyed, but then again all of the demons Ana had met looked like that. She kept her gaze down, an action she learned at a very young age. At first she was afraid that the master would purchase one of them, but that would mean the fighting would end. For now, she awaited the next move.

[Twilightmyst]

"Truly, I cannot be as pathetic as you say I am. I was born into a royal family rather than slavery, and unlike you, I'm educated," Verin intoned blandly. Waving a hand at Wolf dismissively, inwardly wincing at his behavior, the demon stepped past the cages until he neared Death's and Anael's. His tail flicked idly as his mismatched gaze swept over the quieter pair. For a moment, he was silent, observing them critically.

[Serenity.]

D E A T H
A R R I A N N A
S T Y L E S

"Sometimes, you just have to close your eyes,
and imagine yourself in a better world" -Death Arrianna Styles

My eyes widened as the demon froze at my cage, eyeing me thoroughly. I bit my lip nervously, my eyes not leaving the shackles on my wrists. Was my weak act not working? Why did he want me? It said clearly on my cage that I've had a lot of masters meaning I was stubborn. And, I didn't want a harsh master, let alone a demon. Demon's were the opposite of a fallen angel. They had horns and a tail, we had wings and a piercing gaze. They, thought themselves better then everyone, we didn't care. They were born in hell, we were banned from heaven. There is a huge difference, and the two species are rivals anyways! Shoud I just try and rebel whilist with him if he picks me so he brings me back? Removed

[Kiraeagle]

Name: Hiasynth
Nickname: Honey
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Slave or Master?: Slave...annoyingly
Personality?: Hiasynth can be very quiet and meek one day, then aggressive and angry the next. Her personality is very changeable. Hiasynth is very sensitive to what people think about her and can get depressed easily. But please, don't say she's boring and sad all the time. Hiasynth is mostly bubbly and chirpy, and annoying, very annoying.
History: Hiasynth was born into a very rich family. When she was 13 however, she was kidnapped by an enemy of her father. Her father refused to pay her ransom, because she was just the youngest of 5 other girls and 8 other boys. Her captor sold her when he came into financial difficulty. She is now up for sale.

[Twilightmyst]

Verin's gaze darted to Death's shackled wrists. His incisors bit into his bottom lip, tongue flicking as he cleared away the bead of dark blood that welled up there. "Huh. You must really want to stay here, then," he purred quietly, red-and-silver eyes glowing faintly.

{ WB. ;; }

[Serenity.]

D E A T H
A R R I A N N A
S T Y L E S

"Sometimes, you just have to close your eyes,
and imagine yourself in a better world" -Death Arrianna Styles

I stayed silent, knowing weather or not to reply would do no good for me. I kept my eyes on him, keeping all emotion from them. I hissed silently to myself, not knowing if he was being sarcastic or serious which bugged me, I hated being confused. It made me feel stupid and dumb. 'Just make up your mind already!' I wanted to scream out, as my hands clenched to fist and my black wings wrapped tightly around my back and stomach, making only my legs and face visible. The thing is, a purr is usually a reasurring sound, but it just increased my fear of the demon. I gasped for air realizing I stopped breathing temporarily, and al emotion appeared on my face, terror, anxiety and fear were clear. I hated it, no point to hide it now, he would probably just take advantage of my fear as everyone else did.

[TrickstersPet]

Wolf

Wolf snarled softly, glaring at the demon. "I wasn't born into slavery, Removed," she huffed under her breath. "I was born to a royal family too.." She growled a little and shifted to watch him with the other slaves, ready to intervene if it was needed as he approached the girl she had yet to get the name of, though she had though she heard her say her name was Arrianna. /Poor girl.../ she thought to herself as she watched her shrink back and wince with fear.

Lucifer

Lucifer wrinkled his nose as he entered the slave market, shrugging to adjust how the long leather coat he wore sat on his shoulders. He had an almost bored look on his face, his green eyes flickering around as he took the scene in. He was shirtless today, mostly because he forgot to put one on as he left his mansion, he did that a lot, usually his steward reminded him, but he had left before the old man had a chance. He needed to replace one his slaves, the whole reason he was here, his previous one having gotten pregnant, being the surprisingly kind master he was, he had, essentially freed her, granted she continue working for him once the child was born and old enough to be left alone. Lost in his musings as he was Lucifer didn't notice where he was going and bumped into a young boy. "Sorry," he said gruffly, backing away and brushing himself off.

{bringing the big guy in. Ana or Naomi for his slave?}

[Twilightmyst]

Verin ignored Wolf and spoke up again, carefully noting the sudden emotion Death expressed. "I'll take you with me, then," he sighed, then glanced over at Anael. "You as well." Ears twitching, the demon stepped back and patiently waited as a guard stepped up to retrieve them. "I don't know your views on masters, but I do believe you should keep silent about past experiences while residing within my manor. I don't tolerate sob stories."

[Serenity.]

D E A T H
A R R I A N N A
S T Y L E S

"Sometimes, you just have to close your eyes,
and imagine yourself in a better world" -Death Arrianna Styles

I bite my lip, softy nodding to what the demon said. I didn't make a sound, obviously in shock. I watched as the cage opened and the guard gave a key to the Master. I was pushed out and towards the demon, not daring to resist. I stared at the shackles that remained on my wrists, as the ones on my ankles and neck were removed. I kept my eyes on the ground, refusing to make eye-contact with my new enemy. I hid all emotion once more, that being my power and all and flexded my black wings, sighing in relief, I felt free. My legs tensed ready to jump in the air and fly but remembered where I was and huffed quietly. I wrapped the black material around me once more for protection and warm since it was still cold in here, for me atleast it was. I opened my mouth to ask something, then remembered my mute roll and shut it once again quickly lowering my gaze to the shoes I wore on my feet.