ＳＥＲＶＩＣＥ ＩＳ ＥＶＥＲＹＴＨＩＮＧ．．．ѕlαve αɴd мαѕтer rp (ЅΣΜI-LIƬ)

[Alkene]

Crow cracked just a small smile, which was even rare coming from him. After she was done drinking, he took the canteen back and stuffed it back into his pocket. "A champion? I've never heard of them before..." he trailed off, urging her on for more information, which she quickly obliged. He was quite surprised at how cheerful this girl's personality was. Not a lot of slaves had any friendly demeanor toward their master. He crossed his arms and let a light chuckle escape his lips. "You aren't boring me one bit. But, it is getting late. We should start walking again" he spoke, beginning to do so. He glanced back once to see if she was following and continued on his way. Of course, she was free to leave whenever she wanted to, but he already started to enjoy her company.

[lynettetan1]

(Lol she doesn't even know she is a slave. XD )

Skylar smiled at his words, but nodded. "Oh. Right." She said, bobbing alongside him. She walked beside him, and feeling that he was happy, she smiled too. She looked around, wondering which house was his.

[Shinnybear]

{ Reika saw his hand, half tempted to take it to steady herself, but she knew that'd be frowned upon in here. She steadied herself, forcing her legs to be still and remember how it was to properly stand. Her back straightened, and she continued to look calm. She flashed Darren a small thankful smile, though, for offering a hand. With that, her hands found their way to her back, interlocking fingers together. Honestly, she had no clue what else to do with them, nor did she know if she were to be chained or not.
Reika watched as the guard approached, an uneasy feeling hitting her about a leash and a chain. Her ears swiveled backwards, and her small tail lowered a bit, though her eyes showed no worry, only calmness. Hearing him reject the guard's offering eased her nerves, though being around so many out standing didn't.
Her answer to his words came with a nod. "Yes, we shall sir." With that, sh awaited him to lead her on.

{ Damien tried his best to give her a smile, but it ended up being more of an awkward smirk. "Hello dear," He greeted in a casual, non-threatening way. "Could you please tell me your name?" His eyes showed no exact emotion, just a green void, as he took a quick look at the angel, mostly at her wings. Honestly, he thought of them as a wonder, but he knew others thought differently. The way he thought finalized his decision on them not chaining her up. Besides, he thought it'd be best for her to have a little bit of wing room. It was probably her first time out of her cage since awhile, at least with a master at hand to take her away from such a dreadful place.

[nagisa.]

D a n t a l i o n .

How loud, the demon thought, glaring at the guard as he passed by his cage. Loud. Obnoxious. Unnecessary. the words were unspoken, yet they rang through his consciousness as clear as day. Humans had once enslaved their own kind because of mere prejudices. Dantalion remembered those days fondly. Demons were less shy then, bolder than their modern-day selves. Not because they were weak, but because it was necessary for survival. The surface world was not as welcoming as it once had been. The fake lights of man shone bright, even in the night. There were few places for his kind to take root. Not to mention that as far as corruption went, humans did quite a fair job themselves.

The guard stopped in front of his cage, glaring at Dantalion with disgust. It was only natural. Humans feared the dark and corrupted and unknown, and Dantalion was all. He managed a little smile, narrowing his eyes at the man. "Do you see something you like?" The guard flinched, spitting some not very elegant words at the demon and moving on. He sighed, leaning against his cage, disappointed. This wasn't as exciting as he thought it would be. "Honestly..." he sighed, glancing momentarily at the cage next to him with the angel and the faerie. The half-breeds themselves were not at all very entertaining. Most demanding to be set free, or begging to. The rest curled up, accepting their fate with silent tears.

At least the atmosphere was to Dantalion's liking. He had always held a close fondness for despair.

A u t u m n .

The matter would be resolved quickly. She would choose one of those half-breeds and leave. A female, one that could be handled easily. Preferably an angel or a cat-person. Autumn's thoughts raced as one of her father's servants drove her to the market. It was quite a large place, looking neat and welcoming from the outside. A person that didn't know better would think it was just a regular shop. Not a trade of those accursed half-breeds.

Autumn was a likable person by nature, despite how little she talked or her random, unexplainable actions. She didn't make "friends", but acquaintances and was fairly liked by most. As a Countess-to-be, she couldn't afford to have anyone too close to her. It would be her downfall. Or so her father said, but she seldom listened to her father. Except on the matter of Slaves. She didn't want one. The Gods knew that they were betrayers and murderers. Her mother's own slave, one she cared for like a sister, had betrayed her and murdered her right in front of Autumn. She would have murdered her too, had her father not appeared in time. Of course, the Count had insisted it was because her mother was too soft on the slave. In Autumn's opinion, it didn't change the fact her mother was dead.

She exited the car, moving briskly into the shop. Her father's servant had decided to stay in the car, only offering a "choose wisely" before she left. Choose wisely... she thought. How in the seven hells was she supposed to do that?

A man welcomed her into the shop, giving her pleasant greetings. She had informed him she would be coming, as was customary. He looked down at her with a greedy glint in his eyes. Think me a child all you want. she thought, looking away from the grotesque man and to the numerous cages. Despite the conditions of some of the slaves, the cages were kept clean to the extent that buyers wouldn't be repulsed. Her eyes passed the faces of so many slaves, she lost count. This is useless, they all look too broken in spirit to be of any use to me.

Even if she hated all half-breeds, she still had standards. Autumn's eyes spotted a Demon who looked promising, but she knew automatically he was more of a risk than she would ever dare handle. Finally, she saw one that caught her attention. It was odd that there would be two half-breeds in one cage, which was the first thing that crossed her mind. The second was the angelic boy a faerie caressed. "Guard." she said subtly, not much emotion in her voice. If she let emotion creep into her voice, it would most likely be fear. A guard approached the young Countess, looking down at the little miss with slight confusion. Not many fourteen year-old girls came to buy a slave, apparently.

"How much for the angel?" Autumn narrowed her eyes at the fae, slightly threatened by her presence. "Uh- oh, the one with faerie? Uh-" the girl was not pleased by the stuttering at all, used to receiving direct and proper answers. "50 gold pieces, but you have to purchase him with the-" By this point, Autumn had lost her cool.

"I'm sorry, did you say 'have to'?" she hissed coldly, glaring at the guard. She was not going to take orders from someone who sold slaves! She was really looking forward to what else the guard had to say.

[ -cries- I'm so sorry! I started writing for Autumn, and hadn't realized how much I had written until I did and it ended up being a small novel and I'm really sorry. ;A; Anyway, when she is referring to the fae and the angel, she is talking about Rael and Avarian. ^^" ]

The queen purred lowly, glancing at the one who complemented her voice. "Than you," cooed the faerie. "As queen, I had to lull my children to sleep."

She then looked back up at the girl – really, only a girl – trying to buy her little angel boy. She placed another kiss on his forehead.
“Miss, I mean not to offend, but the angel boy is ill,” she said softly. He vocals with accented exotically, telling of her life in distant lands. “Without my healing, he will surely perish. And who would wish to see such a delicate, beautiful creature suffer?” The emphasis she put on the word ‘suffer’ along with the tilt of her head and change of expression she suddenly had made it very obvious she wasn’t messing around. She may be the one locked in a cage, but the Eternal Midnight would fall before she would cow down to some…girl.

Pathetic.

Rael coughed, and then peeked up at the faerie holding him. She quickly placed a slender finger over his lips before he could speak, then loosed another soft note that quickly sedated him.

“You see?” The queen said. Avarian tilted her head again, batting full lashes. “I am his mother. I am his caretaker. Besides, I make a lovely prize. A servant. Maid. Toy. Whatever your...highness, wishes to call me.”

[❤ Aradia Megido ❤]

Kira

Kira sat in her cage staring at her feet, she knew she could escape but she didn't want to risk being caught at all, she was too much of a 'good girl' then to do that sort of thing "I just want out" she snarled at a passing guard angrily

Cobra

Cobra smiled walking down the corridors peering at everyone in the cages an evil smirk on his face, "Which one of you is going to be the lucky one" he laughed

[soothesoftly]

{Heeey, Ginger! You wanna roleplay? I'z got a slave free. That is, if you or Cobra aren't homophobic or something.}

[❤ Aradia Megido ❤]

Kira

Kira curled up in a tight ball crying softly, her wolf ears twitched at all the sounds echoing through this place, no wait this horror, she stated at the bars with violet eyes tears rolling down her cheeks "I didn't mean it" she whispered

Cobra

Cobra strolled down the isles grinning wickedly "That's right!, one of you are gonna be the lucky one" he laughed looking at all the slaves carefully

((Yeah Sure, you mind if I call you insanity?))

[Caeleesi]

Jasmine sat in the middle of her small cage, she was cloaked in the shadows, the tips of her toes touching the rays of the sun, Backing up a bit she sighed, what would come of her? She could only escape after the cage was opened... "My oh my, what a world we live in now..."

Jake strolled through the many aisles of the slave market, he heard a faint noise, and followed it, soon arriving at Kira's cage, crouching down he examined her, and a smirk appeared on his face "Why hello there little one. Guess you're up for grabs, eh?"

[❤ Aradia Megido ❤]

Kira

Kira kept crying softly, she stared at the bars not looking at him before she hurried her face in her hands so he couldn't see her eyes, her wolf ears swiveled towards him the only sign to say that she was listening to him

[soothesoftly]

{ YEAH YOU CAN!!! XD}

Jake whimpered and moved to the back of his cage. He saw someone walking along and tried hiding himself. Jake clutched his knees and whimpered, his tail wrapping out his feet.

{I officially suck! I keep having names that other people use!!!}