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 Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 6:57 am
 Zane walked into the building hands in his pockets as he scanned the cages until he found what he was looking for. A human girl that seemed perfect for what he had in mind. He kneeled and said to her his tail flicking back and forth. "Little one would you like to come with me? I must ell you I'm running experiments with diffetents species variations on pleasure and pain" he smiled and held his fur covered hand out to her.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 8:12 am
You hid your skeletons when I had shown you mine
You woke the devil that I thought you'd left behind
I saw the evidence, the crimson soaking through
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
ɅҞIЯɅ ȠIGҢҬ
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║  Akiras ThemeAkira remained in with his silence, his body almost like a statue inside the see through metal cell. His long silver hair moved a little in the air that came from the open door as Zane entered the shop. He didn't open his eyes though just listening to everything around him.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
ҀЯΣSҀΣȠҬ DΣɅҬҢ
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ I watched you fall apart and chased you to the end.
I'm left with emptiness that words can not defend
You'll never know what I became because of you
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 7:08 am
M I H A I L 
“Feel free to leave my sight.” A man, seemingly not older than twenty years, ordered his long life servant to take his departure and return to the home where he was supposed to clean everything up and have dinner prepared. Usually, he would not have wasted this much time with arrangements, but he guessed that since he planned on bringing a slave, he should at least offer him or her a day of comfort. It was not as generous an intention as it appeared to be, though one could really hope that he was really going to be a lenient master.
Stepping through the large doors of the shop, Mihail, for that was this demon’s name, signaled for the guards to show him what was laid on exhibition. In truth, the blonde had no preference for what type of ‘pet’ to take away from this dirty spot, but he did wish for that person to be a girl. He was not sure he would stand the rebellious nature of another male, although he knew that for gardening and repairing stuff around the house one was nearly mandatory.He was not one to put his shoulder to common work unless it involved an official business, a mental effort and in the best scenario, a murder. For a few years, he had been paid for low deeds such as this one. Now, he was the one giving the orders.
After wandering the market for a few minutes, observing quite a dull variety of slaves, Mihail decided to spare another half an hour of his time and continue verifying who behind those bars was better suited for him.Only three of the slaves appeared somewhat chatty, the words exchanged between them reaching the attentive ears of this particular master. Most of his time, he enjoyed silence and solitude, and with everyone talking around him, it was almost tempting for the man to lose the slightest bit of composure and make things a little more entertaining around here.
Fortunately, rousing a scandal had not been on his to do today list. In fact, all he requested from wasting precious time within these walls was to find someone useful to comply with whatever crazy action he demanded. Sure, a more dominating slave worked just as well, though none of those already imprisoned here appeared to deliver that illusion. On the contrary, they seemed to be quite peaceful and sociable. It bored him to death.
He retrieved his spot on a chair next to the main desk and waited, still scanning the surrounding area. Who knew whom he might find?
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 9:41 am
  How many countless nights I try my best to hide...
Soon as you slam the door my tears fall to the floor... Her head perked up a bit as her blue eyes looked towards the new presence in the shop. Her senses automatically told her that it was a demon. But she detected no traces of evil or malice from him. As an angel, she was only ordered to eliminate Demons who have malicious and harmful intents. This man had none. He seemed like one of the normal demons who resided on the Earth.
Seeing that the man was bored to death from all of the dull people around here, Eva kept her eyes on the man, half of her face hidden by the knees she was still hugging, while her wings curled around her sides protectively. Only her sky-blue eyes seemed to be visible in the dark room, following the man's movements curiously.
A sound infront of her surprised her a bit, causing her to jump from the sudden noise, but it was simply a guard taking away the soup and dinner roll that she had not eaten. It had gotten cold, so the guard, with a sad smile to Eva, took it away so that it would not be wasted. Eva smiled sorrowfully back, slowly dropping her head back onto her knees before watching that man again. If the man looked at her, she would avert her gaze, because it was rude to stare... I know that people change, maybe you're not to blame...
But must you burn a hole so deep into my soul...
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 9:50 am
You hid your skeletons when I had shown you mine
You woke the devil that I thought you'd left behind
I saw the evidence, the crimson soaking through
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
ɅҞIЯɅ ȠIGҢҬ
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Akiras ThemeAkira opened his blood red eyes slightly when he heard Mihail enter. He glanced boredly at the other male, the leftover bone pick he had crafted from one of the guard's ears lay near his feet. He blinked as if he had been awoken from a trance almost before he stretched and yawned slightly. He reached down picking up the bone and studied it seemingly bored of his craftsmanship. He could see the guard eyeing it, Akira only smirked and with a flick of his wrist and a touch of power made it stab the guard in the eye. The guard gasped only slightly as Akira chuckled amused to himself before he closed his blood red eyes again as if to fall asleep.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
ҀЯΣSҀΣȠҬ DΣɅҬҢ
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ I watched you fall apart and chased you to the end.
I'm left with emptiness that words can not defend
You'll never know what I became because of you
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 9:56 am
M I H A I L
Mihail lazily drew his shoulders backward and craned his neck, the noise of bones releasing all the tension momentarily filling the enclosed space around him. This shop alone was annoyingly suffocating. He wondered how all these slaves resisted to the pressure. He was not sympathetic, but had he been in the place of everyone behind the bars, he would have long ago made his escape without any intention of returning again. He pondered on how stupid can a person be as to let himself get caught and sold in such a pathetic manner, but quickly canceled this sort of thoughts, seeing how he was smart enough to know that not every creature inhabiting the earth was sufficiently strong to fight for protection. Some of them failed, and reached places like this one where someone with money and boredom bought them like they were plastic merchandise.
In his meditation, the demon caught sight of an angel staring at from behind the bars, her vigilant eyes peering curiously. He could easily tell she was following him, though he was not aware of whether she was hoping for him to leave or take her in. When the guard took her food away, probably because she had refused to eat (he noticed everything on the plate untouched) Mihail straightened himself up and approached her cage. His face was mostly devoid of any emotion, but his gaze shone with resilient wonder from behind blonde tresses.
“Don’t you think you should eat?” He inquired, sitting on the other side of the steel. “Who knows how much time you might spend in here.”
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 10:07 am
How many countless nights I try my best to hide...
Soon as you slam the door my tears fall to the floor...
She looked away onto the floor when she noticed him looking at her. But it became a bit harder not to look at him as he came nearer. Finally, when she deemed him close enough to be able to look at him without being rude, she turned her gaze back up to him, only to see him stopping and standing infront of her cell.
She blinked, her sky blue eyes seeming to glow as she continued looking back at him while he crouched down infront of her cell. He then spoke in his question and somewhat polite voice, his face lacking any emotions but with some sort of determination in his eyes. She used a hand to push some strands of hair away from obstructing her face so she could look at him better, while he could see her better as well. She blinked again when he had finished speaking, Pondering upon his question, she answered in a simple, answering tone, "I can go for a few days without eating, unlike humans. I'll be fine."
It was not entirely true. She could go a few days without eating, yes, but she hadn't eaten for the last few days, so she was infact very hungry at the moment. But she was too tired of this life behind bars and did not have the motivation or desire to do anything other than curl up and disappear... It was too suffocating here for her. Perhaps her body was disapproving of the fact that she, an angel, lied to him. Perhaps her body was betraying her. But her body chose that exact moment to produce a low growl from her stomach, which caused her eyes to widen slightly, heat rushing to her pale cheeks to produce a very light blush. "Excuse me." She muttered, lowering her gaze while inwardly cursing her rebellious stomach for that act. I know that people change, maybe you're not to blame...
But must you burn a hole so deep into my soul...
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 10:33 am
M I H A I L
“For a few days?”He echoed, the corners of his lips unconsciously curving in a smile of amusement. Were women of all races generally stubborn for a stupid reason, or had this angel spent too much time with the humans and now borrowed a small amount of needless denial? No matter what she claimed, she still needed food to sustain her body, and a refusal to eat would probably be tantamount to losing both energy and strength.
“Why are you so stubborn?” Mihail shook his head in dismay, casting his eyes upward in a theatrical fashion before summoning a guard over. The armored man responded to the gesture almost immediately, though he became slightly reticent upon observing the look of aggravation grasping the demon’s facial muscles. “Do you even take care of them?” Came the admonishing inquiry of the master. “Who do you think will buy a famished, weak slave? Get us something to eat.” The guard blinked, not fully apprehensive of what was demanded from him.
“Now.” Mihail prompted, turning his face to the angel just in time to hear the rumble of her stomach. So his assumptions had been correct, she was in a desperate lack of nutrients and her body appeared to revolt against her purposeful negligence.
“What if we eat something while you tell me your name and how you got here?” No sooner had he finished his question than two plates were brought, filled with a small assortment of foods which looked better than the one he had seen when he arrived. Apparently, scaring the staff was being effective. He took a tomato from the cutlery, waiting for the angel to pose a reaction.
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 2:23 pm
You hid your skeletons when I had shown you mine
You woke the devil that I thought you'd left behind
I saw the evidence, the crimson soaking through
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
ɅҞIЯɅ ȠIGҢҬ
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Akiras ThemeAkira opened one red eye as he watched, his black wolf ears twitched slightly before he opened his mouth and mouthed 'how annoying' before he closed his eye again becoming statue still once more.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
ҀЯΣSҀΣȠҬ DΣɅҬҢ
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ I watched you fall apart and chased you to the end.
I'm left with emptiness that words can not defend
You'll never know what I became because of you
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 4:43 pm
 ξｌｉａｎｎａ Ῥｏｕｐｅｅ ~Blinded Angel~ ｗｈｅｒｅ?: A cage.. ｗｉｔｈ ｗｈｏ: No one yet. ｍｏｏｄ: Scared.   Eliana had been brought to this place about fifteen minutes ago. The nerves had been building up in her stomach since she was picked up from the streets. They washed her, and gave her a dress. She assumed it was a pretty dress, it's not like she'd know. She's blind.The blind angel knew her hair was up, but it still fell over her shoulders in curls, and that her dress was frilly, but soft. She had been put in what felt like a cage, and given something to eat. She took the roll, and broke pieces off and nibbled at them. She avoided the soup, it was a little hard to eat soup when you're blind, Eliana always ended up making a mess with soup. She sighed, and waited for someone to come. O.O.C.: I hope this was what I was supposed to do...
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 10:31 pm
How many countless nights I try my best to hide...
Soon as you slam the door my tears fall to the floor...
"You don't need to do that..." She muttered quietly, blushing again out of embarrassment that the man was calling the guard to bring some food. "He has no fault. They were actually treating me much better than most. " She said to Mihail in a polite voice, in the guard's defense. She couldn't help it. The guards were here because they had no other jobs to accept. They were poor, uneducated and were desperate for some gold. She obviously took pity on them, especially since they had been so nice to her.
However, she accepted the plate, using a fork to skewer some vegetables and put it into her mouth, eating it silently. She was well versed in etiquette. In a minute or so, though she ate silently and at a polite pace, she had finished the food on the plate. Seemed like she was hungrier than she looked. She stayed silent, slightly out of embarrassment because an outsider had to take care of her and slightly out of the fact that she could find no words to communicate with the man infront of her. I know that people change, maybe you're not to blame...
But must you burn a hole so deep into my soul...
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 12:15 am
You hid your skeletons when I had shown you mine
You woke the devil that I thought you'd left behind
I saw the evidence, the crimson soaking through
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
ɅҞIЯɅ ȠIGҢҬ
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Akiras ThemeAkira opened his eyes when he smelt Eliana, he listened carefully, his blood red eyes watching her for only a moment though it was brief a small sign of pity showed in the bloody color. He pinched his wrist and pulled out a crystal and hummed to it changing it's shape into a fairy. He pressed a brief kiss to its head giving it some of his life energy before it began flitting around energetically. He motioned at Eliana and whispered a gentle command for it to assist her with what she needed.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
ҀЯΣSҀΣȠҬ DΣɅҬҢ
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ I watched you fall apart and chased you to the end.
I'm left with emptiness that words can not defend
You'll never know what I became because of you
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 10:52 am
M I H A I L
“Of course I need to.” He retorted, keeping the same calm façade as the guard rushed with the food. “Some people need to be taught discipline. Besides, whether you approve of my attitude or not, you know very well that I am right.”
As soon as Evangeline proceeded on eating, he stopped from picking at the vegetables on his plate and pushed the cutlery closer to her, knowing she probably needed it more than she had claimed to. Truth to be said, he was rather curious to learn how a divine creature as herself had been sold as a slave, but figured that she was too hungry to respond his question at the moment. Mihail leaned against the wall and let his arm rest on his lifted knee as she ate, making sure to not keep his eyes glued on her during the meal. It was not polite and he was afraid it might make her feel even more uncomfortable.
“How much do you want to get out of here?” He asked when she was over, tossing his head to the side.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 9:27 pm
How many countless nights I try my best to hide...
Soon as you slam the door my tears fall to the floor...
Putting the plate down before looking up at him again with her crystal blue eyes, she bit down on her lips. He was offering her a way out of this hell hole... Pun not intended. Although he was a demon, he was incredibly polite. Would Eva make a leap of faith where her wings would not be able to save her if things went wrong?
"As much as a winged being like me would want to." She answered in a vague way, knowing this prevented her from seeming weak or giving away personal information. She spread her wings slightly to add to the effect. I know that people change, maybe you're not to blame...
But must you burn a hole so deep into my soul...
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 8:57 am
 A cream colored 1929 Cadillac Phaeton rolled up to the entrance of the shop. Anabelle Yacoby stepped from the old luxury sedan her polished pitch black U.S. cavalry style boots making a distinct tapping against the ground as she stepped out the back seat. The blonde reached into the backseat and pulled out a modern reproduction of the Sharps 1874 Cavalry Carbine which she laid to rest in a rifle sleeve looped in a bullet bandolier around her chest.
Among other weapons on her person were the dual modern Model 3 revolvers in a western pistol rig around her waist, a gold plated cavalry saber, and a bowie knife all looped into her pistol belt. All these weapons where chronistic to her times in the frontier and clashed together unsuitingly against the expensive purple silk dress she wore with a matching choker. Though she rarely cared she still looked rather elegant considering.
This gunslinger waved off the driver of the Cadillac as she walked into the shop in search for a little companion her gun belts clattering lightly as her hips swayed in her stride.
The shop came recommended to her from one of her posh and richer of aquaintances from Finland but she was rather disappointed to see the dreariness of the slaves within the cages. The whores of her era were a world more cheery than these caged beings. Really though what did she expect? They were beings forced into servitude while whores had an option for the most part. She gave a shrug and went about browsing within the shop.
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