[IC] Run and hide

[Kidd]

Isabella promptly returned with the wine, bottle opener, and a wine glass. She set the glass on the coffee, her eyes flickering over to Klaus as he played a game. Then she popped open the bottle and began to pour the drink into the glass. As she finished, she asked, "What's the occasion? For the wine, I mean?"

[AcetheKidd]

" does there need to be one just to drink a glass of wine? No! I just feel like drinking wine. " Klaus kept his eyes glued to the game. " teh...i hate when people say crap like that.."

[Kidd]

Isabella blinked as she set the bottle on the table. She eyed him for a moment, but decided it was best to be quiet. She pulled his stained shirt off her shoulder and turned on her heel to go start the laundry as promised.

[AcetheKidd]

Klaus took the sip of the wine and kept playing the game." Damn this game!!!" He crushed the phone in his hand. The tenth one this week

[Kidd]

Isabella glanced back and rolled her eyes as her master destroyed yet another phone. She stepped into the laundry room and starting running water in the sink to let the shirt first rinse free of the excess blood. She turned to the pile of the rest of the laundry and began loading, glaring as she did. I need to leave, she thought.

[Epiphany]

Taggerung said
Jumping out of the pond Taki dressed him self as he chased off after his master intrigued. This was an anomaly that rarely happened and he was intrigued of what could have caused this. Catching up with her he stopped a couple paces behind her giving her that superiority room to lead the way.

As the petite demon walked, she would occasionally glance over her shoulder to make sure her hybrid slave followed behind. The two were always quiet with one another, their conversations usually consisted of Luciana asking for something and him replying with a Yes ma'am. He was surprisingly loyal for his age and gender, most would try to defy her.
"Shall we head into town today?" Another question she knew he wouldn't answer. "Maybe staying in the cabin all the time gets lonely...?" She slowed down and turned around to caress his cheek. "You're always so lonely..." Luciana let out a small sigh before turning back around. The town wasn't too far from the forest, so walking wouldn't take long.
In the distance she could see buildings and townsfolk running about. "Wouldn't this be your second time in the town?" The first time was when he was sold, but after that Luciana made sure to keep him isolated from the rest. It seemed she had a change of heart.

[Taggerung]

When he felt her hand on his cheek he took it in. There was a unique coolness to her touch that that soothed him. Making sure not to show any emotion he listened to her rembering the day she bought him. But it wasn't true that he was lonely. He had his master and a life most of the other slaves would wish for but...... Another one could be fun.

[AcetheKidd]

About a few moments or so, klaus started to feel woozy ." Hey Bella ! Uhhh...come here when your done." He called out. His face was red...yep, that "wine" messed him up

[FoxFireOfDawn]

After spending a good few minutes starting on a wood carving, Crow soon realized she would need to get some water soon. She could possibly get away with a bit of extra food too, but she'd go and do that separately. The nearest area where she could get water was most likely the forest, seeing as the rivers running through were quite clean. With that, she got her waterskin and knife, before getting out onto the roof and gliding down. She then started to walk towards the forest, making sure to avoid any of the 'masters' that were surely about.

[anonyMOUSE]

"Nothing to do here" Nicolo spoke as he lifted his body stand up. "Aye, it seems." Minerva replied and she flew above Nicolo.
"We must get going, their scent just gives me hunger and thirst." He glanced over the town's people. "Aye, it seems." she said while circling over Nicolo's head.
Jumping over the roofs of the town houses, Nicolo made his way to the woods, where he and Minerva lives together. Minerva was hiding in his shirt pocket. It's didn't took long before he reached the woods, not so far away from the entrance of the woods, there is a large cabin, It is where he and Minerva lives isolated from any other creatures.
Together, they headed to the cabin.

[Mtntopview]

Dominik was working in his lab. The subject, a human male, was doing quite well in the testing. Of course, he was still in a insane amount of pain. After all, it would be quite painful to have one's arms and legs ripped off and replaced with mechanical units. Logically, Dominik refused to use painkillers on the patients. He viewed them as a pathetic source of escape for the patients. Although the method would result in more casualties, those that survived would be by far superior to the original stock. This experiment was about to prove his point, as the grafting of the mechanical units were all going correctly. However, it then started to go wrong. All the vital and mental statistics started going haywire, the patient was losing control. The man started to spasm uncontrollably, then suddenly stopped. His heart ceased beating and he died. "What a waste" Dominik said, powering down all the electronics. "Subject 241 - failure" He said out loud as he wrote it down in his journal. He would have to find another subject to use for his experiments. Of course, he wouldn't have to do such mundane chores if he had the funding to hire other scientists. This search would take up a serious amount of time, time he could spend on experimentation.

[Kidd]

Isabella sighed when she was finished loading the laundry. Bella do this, Bella do that, she thought in irritation. She flipped on the washer and turned to return to Klaus. "What is it now?" she asked coolly, her eyes flickering to the empty wine glass. "Would you like more?"

[Briza]

Somewhere in the busy part of the town there sat some tavern. The tavern was nothing big, it was quaint and had a quiet riot of sounds emitting through the cracks of the door and windows. A sign hung from the roof, reading, "Tally's Tavern." Some creature, the owner, must have been Tally. Some slave, dressed in mock-barmaid clothes stood outside of the tavern, holding a menu. The slave seemed bored with a rusted smile forced on her face. She seemed content, though, rosy in cheek--a cup of something stood next to her feet, loyally, and full.

Inside the tavern, a bar was set towards the left wing, and several rooms were pushed upstairs for travelers. There were tables of different sizes scattered amongst the right wing. Chairs here, chairs there. The organization could have been better, but the customers seemed to come just before cleanliness could take place. By no means was the tavern dirty, just cluttered. The clutter had a condoling charm, however. And the drinks were good, well made, cherished with love.

Several slaves were running around taking order, making sure customers were continuously chummy.

James sat at the bar, taking to the bartender, discussing a whereabouts to find a new slave. Who sold good slaves? He wasn't as impressed with the one out front, but the smile had a quirk he couldn't quite shake. Maybe it was just slaves in general, he was hoping maybe someone would know a good creature that held slaves of good quality and habit. He was not exactly from the town, but to call him a new comer would be a bit rash. He had come by before and had been almost blessed with a good slave. He was hoping, yet, again, to be perhaps, find something of equal or more value.

The bartender told him about a slave auction happening, the whereabouts. James stared at his drink. He had not taken a sip. There was no need. Only out of politeness for the tavern's help did he purchase a commodity. He straightened his collar, standing up, thanking the bartender for his time, words, and advice. He started for the door, to take another walk through the town.

[Epiphany]

Taggerung said
When he felt her hand on his cheek he took it in. There was a unique coolness to her touch that that soothed him. Making sure not to show any emotion he listened to her rembering the day she bought him. But it wasn't true that he was lonely. He had his master and a life most of the other slaves would wish for but...... Another one could be fun.

The town was bustling today, and word is that there was another auction. She gently took the hand of her slave, since grabbing him by his collar would be humiliating. Forms of affection through contact made people uncomfortable, so there was no way for attention to be drawn.
Luciana walked to the town square where the auction was bein held(or to wherever the auction was if I got the location wrong). "I don't think it's morally right for me to hoard more than one slave..." She examined the slave in the cage and let out a small sigh.

[Sheogorath]

Alex looked up the woman examining him and let out a soft sight. "Please get me out of here..." he asked, a faint sadness forming in his voice. He'd been in that cage for three weeks, and his face was starting to show it. Bags under his eyes, dirty face, dirty...well everything. He'd been battered and beaten prior to being placed in the cage as he'd tried to escape, just to get a breath of fresh air. He learned quickly never to try and escape, and so he remained. He made eye contact very briefly with the woman before dropping his head back down, showing his inferiority.

[Taggerung]

Coming up behind his master he looked at the slave in the cage feeling a pain of companionship. He rembered the horrors,of the trade. He looked at Luciana wondering what was she was thinking.

[Briza]

The town was crowded and busy. James silently weaves himself through the persons crowding the street, and examining the auction. He was above average in height, a height he wished were a bit taller. He peered over several heads, seeing cages of slaves, ready for ownership. He thought of the bartender as he scanned over the auction. His mind came back to the present moment.

He walked closer to have a better examination of the slaves. The voice of one caged slave caught his ear. He was dirty, gross. The quantity in first look appeared gruff and gross. . James did not like dirty thing, he liked pretty, delicate things. And the thing, the slave, in the cage. . had no bid on it.

His mind scanned through the slaves he had already owned, their fates. Did he really deserve anything better than dirt? But really, would he want to clean it up? Would he feel as bad if anything awful happened to it--him? James walked closer to the cage to get a better look.

[Epiphany]

Luciana knelt down to face the slave in the cage. "You look so tattered and used. They could have a least made you look nice..." Should she bid? She certainly couldn't keep the boy locked in their. "I would like to bid on the slave, a bid of 5,000." She spoke loudly and turned her head towards the salesman.
"A bid of 5,000." He repeated her words. "Anything higher than 5,000?"

[Mtntopview]

Dominik had been waking around the market and observing the products there. Most of the slaves seemed too weak for his tests, but a few had potential. One of them was covered in dirt and seemed weak, but Dominik liked something he saw in the boy. When some potential buyer put down 5000, he felt obliged to try an out bid her. "I'll bid $5,500" Dominik said to the salesperson.

((I don't plan on Dominik gettin your slave, just trying to make interaction. Also hoping GM will reply to my PM))

[Briza]

The bids went higher on the slave. He leaned over, peering at the dirty creature behind bars. "$6,000, please." He stuck his hands in his pocket, a little nervous. The excitement of having a new slave made his heart race. He always loved them so much, so terribly much. Of course, the race war for bidding, winning something always seemed to fool his mind, like a young boy and candy. A small smile tucked over his lips.

Ooc: My mind does not care if James does not win the bid.