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Post by mesmu on Apr 25, 2015 2:10:37 GMT -5
The wolf whistles and charged murmurs through the crowd makes the room feel even more alive than before. Earthlings are a bit of a rarer occurrence recently due to a recent influx of fleet members traveling to the remote planet. After a brief moment guy with midnight purple skin and a set of fangs waves his ticket in the air, "500 credits." The boy did have a unique flair to him after all.
"Alright. Starting bid is 500 credits." The auctioneer announces with a gleeful smile, hoping they will pull in a much larger sum of cash for this one.
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Post by itsherfault on Apr 25, 2015 2:18:04 GMT -5
"700!" yelled a buyer who looked all too human to me. "I'll take the human for 700!"
"800!" called another, a man with emerald green skin. "He'll warm my bed tonight!"
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Post by mesmu on Apr 25, 2015 2:24:18 GMT -5
"850," Calls the first bidder. Meanwhile Nah has moved to whispering in his master's ear. His master flushes, but the expressions Nah is giving him is quite... convincing. So he holds up his ticket.
"1500 credits."
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Post by itsherfault on Apr 25, 2015 2:29:59 GMT -5
I don't think anybody's poker face would hold up in the face of that. I went dead white with shock, especially as I realized that the person bidding on me was Nah's master... Nah, what were you doing?
"2000."
My head jerked up with shock, only to find the slightly smirking face of the alluring gentleman in the suit smiling down at me with a distant gaze,before directing his attention to Nah's master, as though daring him to do something about it.
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Post by mesmu on Apr 25, 2015 2:33:45 GMT -5
Nah is the one who narrows his eyes at the male, but urges the bidding further. As the auctioneer is about to say sold he raises his ticket again, "2100."
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Post by itsherfault on Apr 25, 2015 2:36:32 GMT -5
"2200," the other said, ticket flashing.
This was insane! This was almost four times what Bennie had sold for - I couldn't be this valuable!
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Post by mesmu on Apr 25, 2015 2:41:07 GMT -5
Nah sighs. But they do bid again. This time the master upping a bit more than before, "2400."
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Post by itsherfault on Apr 25, 2015 23:23:12 GMT -5
The dark-haired man sighed, but did not bid.
I felt... I didn't know if I was relieved, or worried. I'd see the way Nah's master treated him.
"Going once... twice.... SOLD for 2400 credits to the fine gentleman with the pretty prize on his lap."
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Post by mesmu on Apr 26, 2015 2:19:17 GMT -5
Nah's master looks over at the other male with a moment of surprise. But Nah just hops from his lap to walk past the stage with a small smile at Jaryn. He then heads around for the back in order to see if he could find where they are keeping Bennie while he waits to meet his new master. The dark skinned bearer will comes to Jaryn in a moment with words of wisdom as well.
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Xan felt the dread and confusing washing over him. He sighs. His sleep should of been peaceful, but the shouting and cat calls he keeps hearing are aggrivating. Plus. Now that he thinks about it. Bracken hasn't been back yet. What are they doing to him? Is he alright? The youg lion has no real way of knowing. So all he can do is lay there.
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Post by itsherfault on Apr 27, 2015 18:49:32 GMT -5
My emotions must have been leaking again... I wished I could send thoughts to him on purpose, and not for the first time.
It's alright, Xander. There's an auction today, but I'm going to be fine.
That's what I would have told him if I could have. I thought it into the void anyway, just in case - he'd heard my thoughts before.
I saw Nah coming towards me, a frown on his face, and I felt my own face dip into a frown.
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Post by mesmu on Apr 27, 2015 19:07:30 GMT -5
Nah slowly pulls his frown into a neutral look, "Nah think Jaryn want stay Xan, yes?" His words are whispered as he walks up next to Jaryn. He then comes back around in front of the male. "Nah take Jaryn to Master room. Master join later. Nah leave. Nah other babies. Nah sorry." He sighs as he looks down at his own collar, fingering it with an almost sad look. "Nah sell poorly last sale... Nah no know... Nah... Worried. Nah... Nah... Come." With that he slips off to quickly lead Jaryn along.
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Xandyr gives a small whine. An auction...? He has no idea why the idea popped into his head. But, given how this place is, its probably true. He sighs. But he's still worried none the less.
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Post by itsherfault on Apr 27, 2015 20:06:22 GMT -5
For bearers, I replied in my mind to the echo of a thought I could hear from Xan. My heart skipped a beat - I could send thoughts to him if I tried! Don't worry. I'll be alright. This is just the next thing for me to do before I can get us out of here.
I followed Nah.
"Don't worry," I said. "Better the evil I know, anyway."
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Post by mesmu on Apr 27, 2015 20:30:34 GMT -5
But... But... Xandyr digs his claws into the cracked ground. That should be me. He growls as he forces himself onto his paws, pacing. That should be me. That should be me. That should be ME! He doesn't want Jaryn to have to go through something that could hurt him, he would rather it was him, he hates this, he hates being caged.
Xandyr roars in frusteration and anger. It wakes others whom had been sleeping. Complains come his ways, but he doesn't care. I have to get out. I need to get out. I can't let this happen. I can't!! As if he knew what could happen, would happen he felt anger, fear, rage, and it just grew and grew and grew. He wanted out. He wanted Jaryn in his arms. He wanted to feel safe and loved. He wanted Jaryn to feel safe and loved. And he'll be damned if its homosexual! He doesn't give a fuck right now. All he wants is to do is keep the other safe...
Suddenly that voice, that feeling from before, the will to fight, to own, to break down barriers returns. And, when the guards come this time. He's ready...
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Nah leads Jaryn through the halls quickly and stops only when they get to the intended room. He opens the door as he kneels on the floor, his eyes downwards, "Jaryn change. Master will come. Jaryn, Master spend time alone... Nah come back..." He waits for Jaryn to go into the large room filled with a large bed, a chest filled with various items, a closet with clothes for both their Master and, well, Nah, but now also Jaryn will share Nah's fabric like clothing. Off to the side of the bed is a large, plus pillow that looks slept on, it serves as Nah's, and now Jaryn's as well, bed. Off to the other side of the bed is a table with a silver platter on it. A bowl of fruit is on the platter.
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Post by itsherfault on Apr 27, 2015 20:42:54 GMT -5
Xan's anger washed through me, like a strange mirror of my own, as I stripped and dressed from the clothing in Nah's wardrobe. I tried to send him soothing feelings, but it was as though the anger blocked me out.
Xan, Xan, it's okay, I called, trying to force my thoughts through the walls between us. Please. Listen to me. We have to do this right.... we have to fight the right way, otherwise it'll all be for nothing. I promise, I can get us out of this... I promise.
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Post by mesmu on Apr 27, 2015 20:52:40 GMT -5
The keys drop to the ground from his hands as Xandyr stands, in his human form once more, the beast inside him still alive and wide awake. He lets out another roar as he looks to the others still trapped. His eyes are glowing as he screams at them, "Are you ready to take back what's yours? Are you ready for freedom!" He had already began to unlock cages and tossing another set of keys he found at another male. "ENOUGH MOPING. We know what we need to do! WHO IS WITH ME?" A vibrating of roars is given in return as he morphs back into his beast form, dropping the keys and taking off running. He will find Jaryn, then he will rip his way free of this place even if it kills him, he is done, so done with being the weaker sex.
The stairs he slipped on, but he slams through the door like its paper and begins round two with the guards. The world tinted crimson from rage and the instinct to free both himself and his... his... his mate! His Jaryn. His. His. His. Electricity makes his paws numb, but the smirk on his face is sick as he tears at the male who attacked him.
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