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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 4:32 am
"Kimera, you may call me Kosha." she said. They headed to the main desk to sign the papers. "I have another one, Mae, so you won't be lonely" Kosha said on the way there.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 9:13 am
"Yes Mistress." She said head down twirling the leash on her finger.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 12:23 pm
"Good" she said. Kosha signed the papers and walked out to the limo ((okay, my thread))
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 10:05 am
Carmen Wakes up, having no recolection of how she came to get here. She Looks around and slowly relizes that she is being sold as a Slave. She sits in the dark corner of the cell, hoping for a master or mistress to come and look at her to buy her.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 6:38 pm
Jaz sat in a corner, studying her hands quietly, her ears twitching as she listened carefuly for any sounds. Her tail wrapped tightly around her middle and she gave a small sigh. She wondered how long it would take to be sold this time as last time it took several weeks. She stood up slowly and paced a little before curling up on the floor. She hated this place. For a moment she felt a pang of lonliness, but it was gone as soon as it had come and she thought nothing of company. She tried to think of what she could have done differently to not have gotten herself into this mess and vauge memories of her parents swam through her head as she drifted off to sleep.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 2:50 pm
Bright looked around her cell and listened quietly. It didn't seem as thought there were to many laboring slaves, ad she could understand why Laboring slaves went through rigorous training and most of them were repaid for their hard work by being sold to hard and uncaring masters. She sighed, wondering what would happen to herself.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2007 10:47 pm
Bright had sudden realization. The hallways were not only silent but they were empty. No one at all was moving about, not even a guard. She didn't want to escape, but this was a good opportunity to take a good look at the training facilities.
She quickly backed away from the barred cell entrance and released a Detonation spell. Soon she was out of her cell and wandering the hallways.
The ceilings were quite low where all the cells were, so she couldn't fly using her wings. "Hello? Anyone here? Its okay, there aren't any gards out so we can wander the hallways now. Anyone?"
Bright listened quietly, waiting for an answer. She played with her unusually colored hair as she waited.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 10:16 am
Just then, one guard leftr the guardroom to stretch his legs and make sure the slaves were behaving. He kept one hand near the whip at his side, not wanting to be caught off guard.
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Jonathan sat on the floor of his cage in the corner. He had gotten a long, thin peice of metal out in the field and was currently sharpening it on a bar to his right. He sighed. This was going to take a while.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 5:57 pm
Bright listened quietly. What was that noise? It sounded like metal being scraped and molded into something. She looked around quickly. Had a new slave been brought in while she wasn't paying attention?
Bright's eyes searched the various cells, looking for any signs of movement. Her brown colored wings moved slightly along with her. Soon she spotted a young man that appeared to be a few years older than her in a cell nearby.
"What are you doing?" she asked quietly.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2007 6:55 pm
The guard walked around for a few more minutes, passing not too far away from were Bright was standing, then he headed back to the guard room for more doughnuts.
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Jonathan looked up at the girl. He noted her wings and then he shrugged in half a responce to her question. I`m making something to kill some one with, how about you??
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 9:28 pm
Bright's heart nearly skipped a beat as she finally registered what the young man had said. "Kill someone?!" Bright was a bit taken back by the way her own voie sounded. It seemed like that of a frightened child. Then a thought drifted to her mind. "You're not possibly thinking of killing the guards, are you?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 4:15 pm
Jonathan laughed, running his finger along the edge of the blade. His voice was obviously sarcastic. No, I think I`ll jst kill you or one of the other slaves.
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Giovani walked into the slave market, looking into the geuard room at the sleeping guards. He sighed, shaking his head as he continued down the hallway, his thick boots tapping quietly on the floor.
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 7:02 pm
Bright was beginning to feel lightheaded. She glanced around the slave market anxiously. She noticed a fairly young guard pacing the corridors. Then she glanced back at the young man with the blade. How could he discuss killing a man so calmly? Had he done this before? But she didn't have time to worry about such things. "What are you going to do after you kill him? Just run out of here like a rebel?" she asked tersely.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 4:42 am
Jonathan thought for a moment, then replied. Well, I`d stab the first guard, then run outta here and anybody that gets in my way would be killed. Sounds pretty easy doesn`t it??
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A guard woke in the guard rom and loked out into the hallway. As soon as he saw Giovanni he ran up to him and, smiling asked. "How may I help you??"
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Giovani looked at the guard for a second, noting the dried jelly around the man's mouth and doghnut powder on his shirt. "I think it is you that need the help, not me."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 3:45 pm
Kosha wonders the halls to look for a slave. She looks to see if any call or stand out.
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