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Post by mistic395 on Jun 12, 2017 18:30:16 GMT -5
 Andrea Dreas sat in the back corner of the cage, her eyes closed. She almost seemed to be asleep, her chest barely rising and falling to make it seem even more so. In truth, she took every bit of rest she could, as during the day to many people kept her awake. How would the keep her awake, you might ask. The fact is, Andrea was a slave, but not just any slave. You see, this young woman with fire red hair, fire red eyes and pail complexion was a phoenix. That is right, she was a bird of fire that could take on a human form, or vice versa, depending on which way you wanted to look at it. She was one of the last of her kind, most of them being half breeds or captured now. Her pail skin was littered with a few cuts, though most were hidden by her red dress as they were mostly along her back from being whipped when she was in a stage of defiance. That was several years ago by that point. Her current owner, the man who was the result of her capture, ensured that any bit of fight was taken from her. The main thing the man did not do, however, was ensure that she could speak English. You see, phoenixes have a unique language of their own and that is the language that Andrea spoke. She could understand English, which was seen during her days in the cage, but she could not speak a bit of it. On that particular morning Andrea stirred as the crowds started arriving. The man who currently owned her was a well known vendor in the slave market so was a special guest that day, having sold all of his previous victims the day before. Today was to be the last day of the sales for the week and Andrea was his top prize. As the markets began to fill, Andrea sat there silently, watching wealthy patron after wealthy patron walk by, inspecting the different slaves. Some made purchases and others waited for the auction to being, hoping to gain a slave at a better deal or to be the owner of what was considered a prized slave. Andrea was considered one of the later. The young phoenix never moved from her spot, her legs curled up to her chest, her arms wrapped around them. The biggest thing seen was markings on her ankles and wrists which were bindings that kept her from shifting forms and using her abilities over fire. After all...wouldn't want anyone getting burnt right? As Andrea watched the people, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes landing on one person, watching as he moved through the crowds. Blinking a few times, she looked back towards a child that was banging at the side of her cage and throwing rocks trying to hit her. HE was no doubt the son of a wealthy nobleman. She bit back a cry of pain as one of the rocks caught her leg, tearing the skin jaggedly. She looked away as the skin on her leg tore open just enough to reveal the liquid that kept all people alive, blood. She carefully wiped it away with a jagged piece of her dress, though the liquid kept welling up just enough to cause a drop to attempt to roll down her leg. She carefully covered it with her hand, squeezing it gently to keep the blood from getting everywhere. A single tear rolled down her cheek, dropping in a crystal like form on the ground before she moved her hand once more. Though she knew her hand would be stained with blood till it was cleaned, her leg would at least stop bleeding for now, till some other bratty nobleman's son or daughter decided to provide her with another. It was at that point that her gaze wondered back towards the person they had been on previously, curious as to why she was drawn to gaze at him. |
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Post by Kiknessa on Jun 23, 2017 14:30:59 GMT -5
The man was walking quietly, his hair black hair brushing his shoulders, his clothing fine and rich.
Walking next to him was a man known to the slave market, someone who often advised Nobles on their purchases and had relationships with most of the traders. As the noble man walked quietly this man walked next to him, chatting away, pointing out different areas a slaves. From how he spoke it was clear the young noble was from out of town usually
The dark haired man looked around and his eyes met hers as he caught her watching him. He tilted his head a little looking at her then smiled, saying something to the advisor. The other man turned and looked at her now as well then spoke to the man before walking over towards her change
"Afternoon" he greeted get master in a familiar tone, having dealt with him in previous exchanges "my client had expressed interest in the girl" he said motioning towards her cage.
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Post by mistic395 on Jun 23, 2017 16:18:26 GMT -5
"Ahh...she is a fine creature no?" The man said with a smile. "My most prized one as of yet. A Phoenix, believed to be one of the last of her kind. She doesn't speak much though as her language is not understood. She obets commands well and would be a perfect choice for anyone interested in a one of a kind slave." The man stated.
Andrea moved her had at that point to reveal the injury. The man saw and smirked. "A perfect example of her iniqueness." He held a flame out which she immediately took to. The cut on her leg healed before the man took the flame back and she immediately retreated back to her original spot.
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Post by Kiknessa on Jun 23, 2017 16:28:28 GMT -5
The broker raised an eyebrow impressed "That is unique indeed" he looked back at the noble who nodded then looked back at the seller "Name your price" he said, indicating that the nod from the noble was approval to negotiate for her, expressing his official interest
As the broker spoke the noble simply leaned against a cart and watch Andrea in silence. His eyes were an odd color of brown, almost more reddish in color.
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Post by mistic395 on Jun 23, 2017 16:39:57 GMT -5
Andrea blinked a couple of times at what was going on but stayed silent for the time being. The owner began negotiating prices, always starting out with a rather ridiculously high amount so that he could make as much as possible off of selling her.
As everything was happening Andrea blinked a few times. ~Why do you want me?~. She asked though doubted she would get a response. The dialect was beautiful in sound but clearly not English and not understood by those who didn't know the language.
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Post by Kiknessa on Jun 23, 2017 18:16:31 GMT -5
He looked at her and smiled slightly but said nothing and made no move whatsoever
The broker negotiated with get owner to bring it down to a more reasonable price, bidding low to encourage they're compromise to be a little lower too, though the noble have no indication at all that he cared about the prices
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Post by mistic395 on Jun 23, 2017 18:20:55 GMT -5
Once a price was agreed upon the owner had the money counted in front of him before he moved to open the cage. "Out." He told her as he unbuckled the bindings on her ankles that kept her in place. Andrea hesitantly climbed out of the cage before a collar and leash was placed on her and the other end handed to her new owner. "Enjoy." The man said.
Andrea glanced back towards her previous owner then at the new man, her large red eyes fearful of what was to come, not knowing what her new owner was like.
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Post by Kiknessa on Jun 23, 2017 19:09:14 GMT -5
The man nodded to the seller and the broker took hold of the leash
"Come on" The Nobleman said simply, leading them into a carriage. He was silent the while ride to the townhouse he was staying in. When they went inside he looked at the broker "Bring her to my room, I'll be there shortly" he said, before moving off to get the money that he owed he broker now too
The guy who had negotiated her price brought her up to the bedroom and chained the leash to the bedpost leaving her there without a word not seeming concerned at all with her
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Post by mistic395 on Jun 23, 2017 19:59:58 GMT -5
Andrea followed along silently, her head down. She didn't speak a word as she moved, her bare feet moving lightly over the ground. She was silent the whole trip, though she did look out at the scenery, seeming to be amazed by everything. When they arrived she gasped slightly before looking around at the place as they moved inside. When she was chained up, she used what bit of distance she had in the leash to allow her to run her fingers over some of the furniture, amazed by it all. She had not seen such fine furniture even at her old masters home.
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Post by Kiknessa on Jun 23, 2017 20:06:02 GMT -5
The noble came up the stairs and walked into the room, it now being just the two of them. He walked over and set a bowl of water and a cloth on the table in the room then walked over to her, removing the leash, and the item that was retraining her abilities then stepped back
"The water is for you, to clean up if you wish" he said his voice soft and kind. He moved over to the closet and pulled a few things out "I can go out to get you proper clothing if you wish" he said, setting out a simply outfit of his own clothing if she preferred them. He was relaxed and unbothered. Though he had not seemed particularly tense out there it now almost seemed like he had been compared to how relaxed he seemed to be now
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Post by mistic395 on Jun 24, 2017 8:21:17 GMT -5
Andrea had her back to him when he walked in. She jumped when he started removing the leash and the items that restrained her abilities. She blinked several times at him, confused as to what he was doing. When he mentioned bringing up the water for her, she glanced towards it then at him. ~Why do you want me? Why pay the man if you intend to free me?~ She asked, still speaking in her native toungue. She knew some English from years of listening to her former master and his associates but she refused to speak it preferring to let him think she was to stupid to do more then understand what was being said instead of speaking it. She looked towards the items he laid out on the bed then back at him, blinking a few times, still unsure as to what was going on. She almost felt nervous that she was being lead into feeling as though she was free only to have it ripped away from her the moment she began to enjoy that freedom. She was also afraid that if she was truly free she would be caught again.
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Post by Kiknessa on Jun 24, 2017 9:53:34 GMT -5
"You really should learn to speak english" he said looking at her before moving to get something else "You're clearly intelligent, and you can understand me, which means that you don't speak english out of stubbornness" he smiled slightly, obviously finding that a little amusing "Not a very smart move though" he looked at her "An intelligent slave can become more. A pretty girl like you that can't speak usually ends up becoming some rich idiots play thing. An attractive slave that can speak and is unique like you are has the potential for more. Translators or something a rich master likes to show off to guests and have attend parties. It's much like being put on display but still better than other uses people might find" he walked over to the door when there was a knock and opened in smiling kindly at the maid who had just brought food up. He put the food down on the table and looked at her "You may want to eat, it's a long trip"
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Post by mistic395 on Jun 24, 2017 10:04:07 GMT -5
"I can speak little English. Just a challenge to do so." She stated. "Old master never like me to speak unless it was to show off my language." She blinked a few times. "You first to want me speak." When the food came in her stomach growled. She moved over and looked, glancing back at him. "You sure I can have?"
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Post by Kiknessa on Jun 24, 2017 10:14:11 GMT -5
"I did offer it" he said looking at her, curious now "My estate is a long way away. It'll be easier to travel if you aren't hungry" he leaned back against the door looking at her "Will men's clothing suffice for now? Or shall i get you clothes?" he asked, repeating what he said earlier, just this time making it an actual question
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Post by mistic395 on Jun 24, 2017 10:19:19 GMT -5
"What you wish." Andrea stated, meaning she would wear what ever he wished her to wear. She ate carefully, ensuring that she didn't over eat and cause herself to be in pain, especially since she had not eaten a decent meal in a while. Once she was finished she looked towards the man. "May I ask what call you?" She knew that different people preferred different names at times.
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