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Owner out of character~ MY rusty h a l o

Owner in character~ Camellia Rose

Size of grounds~ Two acres

Residents~Camellia Rose
Rock

Appearance~The large property is longer than it is square; stretching far back into a small forest of cherry blossom trees. Of course, Camellia herself planted and nourished the plants, wanting to bring some of her previous home into her new one. In the front, as her mini forest is in the back, is a stone garden outlined with various foliage and greenery, which has a path that divides in two and leads to the front door. Small garden snakes, as well as other animals such as foxes and wild rodents all manage to live on her grounds with relative harmony. In the front of the building, directly attached to the front doors, is small room with a slight step which leads to the hallway. Built against the wall is a small square cabinet with several cubby holes. This is for shoes.

The sliding door leads to a long hallway, which branches off into several different rooms. The floors in the hallway are a polished redwood, despite the rest of the rooms being floored by tatami mats. The walls of the hallway are made of screens similar to that of the sliding door, a waxy paper-like material that (miraculously) remains undamaged by rain and other weather related issues. The walls that surround the individual rooms vary in terms of colour, although both the dining room and Camellia’s room is coloured a maroon red. One of the extra bedrooms is a royal blue, and the remaining bedrooms still need to be painted [I will edit to match the appropriate slaves when they appear ]. There is a living room, stalked with comfortable chairs and a bookshelf, as well as a Go and Shoji board. Although she doesn’t own a TV, she does own many board and puzzle games, as well as instruments and radios [which are strewn throughout the house].

The bedrooms all have a simple futon in them, as they are better for your posture. As well they each have a desk with a wooden chair, designed specifically not to damage the fragile mats, and a dresser with a mirror and many drawers for personal effects and clothing.

The roof is made out of a maroon bamboo shingles, as Camellia enjoys the sound of the rain tapping off them. The animals from the garden are allowed into the house, and there is actually a room dedicated to their care for when they are injured or the weather is difficult for them to handle.

He was not pleased, before they even opened up his slave cage, they cuffed him to the stupid thing before going in and covering his eyes so as he wouldn't know where he was going or how to get back to civilization, an attempt to try and get him to stay with his new master or mistress. Yea right. But he didn't make it easy for the guards to do any of those things. He kicked until they tied down his legs and then he bit when ever they got close, one had managed to sneak up behind him and slip on the dreaded blindfold.

Then before he desired it be, they took him, still tied down in the cage, to the back of a vehicle and they drove for what seemed like hours. He of course was rowdy and unwilling the entire way, trying to break the chains that held him. They had blocked his power with rubber surrounding the cage and chains so that they wouldn't break so easily with the heat, even put rubber in his mouth to keep him from breathing out fire too.

Finally, the truck or van or whatever he was in stopped and his struggling intensified as they slid the cage out and carried it up some steps before dropping him and the cage, making him hit his head, but he just growled angrily.

The guards saw Camellia the moment they headed up the stairs and dropped Rock in front of her. "I believe this man will suit your requests, miss." one guard stated, motioning to Rock.

Rock blinked as his blindfold was removed by...a plant?? Then the same looking plant removed his rubber gag. The woman that was to be his mistress....well, he didn't want a mistress so why should he care to judge her in the aspect of a slave? Camellia...interesting name. When the gag was gone, the guards almost ran back to Rock to put in another one, but he already blew fire out of his mouth to burn the bars as well as the womans dress for the fun of it and any of the guards that came into the path. The bars crackled and soon fell into ash and soon his bindings were free from the cage as it all crumpled. Yanking off the chains without much pain as a result, he got up and glared at the woman. "You can't make me stay here lady, I don't care who you are."

Picking up a fallen guard, he started the body on fire, smirking at the screams the guard was emitting as the fire fed from his flesh and clothes. "That's for beating me you stupid piece of garbage." he stated, very much enjoying the flames and the show they provided.

Rock didn't care if she was a woman, he would hit her or worse just to get her out of his way. Though when she agreed with him, he raised an eyebrow, curious as to why she was agreeing with his statement of not staying. Though when she said that he couldn't leave, he glared at her, eyeing the paper tag as it shocked her.

Rock growled when she grew more plants, and fire proof plants at that. He knew the plants that weren't affected by fire rather well, but that didn't mean that they weren't affected by poison or his claws. "Why did you bring me here then?! I ain't going to serve you and I certainly won't follow your orders. If I do anything with you, it's to torture and kill you." he stated harshly.

Rock was caught off guard when she said that she didn't want to order him around. So then...he wasn't a slave here? He was her talking buddy? He supposed that was better than slavery that's for sure. He relaxed a bit, still unsure of the entire thing. "No, thanks...water will be fine." he answered after a moment, kicking the crispy corpse out of the deck area and into the yard.

Looking over Camellia he decided he wanted to ask her a few questions since she seemed to be in the talkative mood. "Why do you wear an eye patch?" he asked curiously.

Rock waited for a few moments, hesitating if he should follow or not, but then he did, taking off his shoes like she requested, he was better off without them anyway. "What happened to make you loose your eye?" he continued as she answered. Looking around the place as she led him to a room, an old style room, dining room it seemed. It was nice for the style the place was in, but not his style.

Going to the table in the middle of the room he took a seat on one of the cushions and continued to look around as she got him his water. When she came back, he glanced at her for a few minutes. "So if you don't want a slave, why did you get me other than for talking to?" he asked another question.

Rock was irritated now, even as he downed the water placed in front of him. She thought she could keep him here? With a simple elemental barrier to keep him in? No way, he would find a way to escape this place. "You're just so full of yourself aren't you? You got it easy if you have money to fling about to get others to do what you want. I am not so gullible like those slave traders." he growled out angrily.

Standing up, he went to her in quick speed and had her against the wall by her throat. "Let me out of here, and I promise not to kill you." he threatened darkly, his fingers tightening around her throat in the process, letting his inner fire heat his hand in warning that he'd burn her if she didn't comply. He had no patients for games and her social issues. He didn't like those who kept slaves for work just because they were too lazy to do it themselves, and this woman was no different. Using him to her advantage or however she liked. He didn't like it.

Rock growled when she said she couldn't do it, when she very well could. He glared right back at her, waiting for her to speak the truth. "If you can't do it then contact the one who can!" he barked, not happy with this woman at all. She was playing doll or something since she wasn't even fighting him, at least that's what he thought until he saw the plants growing up the walls.

While he was distracted with trying to find out what she was going to do with those plants, he didn't notice the one in her belt until it hit his shoulder. Hissing he let her go and grabbed the plant at the same time. Burning the plant as he backed away from her. Then he formed fire balls and shot them at the ones growing in the room. Before blowing one into the outer wall, wanting to make a hole in it so he could get out.