Mia stopped pacing when a man came in, grabbed her, and pulled her out of the crate. ‘What going to happen now?’ she wondered. She took in her surroundings, taking in everything and everyone that was there. Mia watched as the other Nekomatas were pulled out. As the bidding began, she bit the inside of her cheek, she was getting more annoyed. She stayed standing and kept the words she walked to say inside. Once the bidding was over, they were put into a room. Then they were told to sit. Mia didn’t want to sit, but did. She didn’t want to cause any conflict while she was pretty much defenceless. While she went to sit, she did her best to keep her balance on her way down. It was hard to stay balanced when you where hand cuffed.
A few minutes later, another man and the person who had bought them entered the room. She glared at the man who now would “own” them. She planned to run away from him as soon as she got the opportunity to. Mia blinked very confused about what her “owner” said to the other man. Her brain seemed to be unable to comprehend it. She looked at him confused when he asked them a question. “What? What the hell do you mean? You bought us, so wouldn’t it make sense if we went with you? Who else would we go to?” she questioned him, in a very annoyed. ‘I don’t even know where the hell I am!’ she thought angrily.
Milada had leaned against one of the crate’s walls. She used the wall for support so she could stand up. Her ears perked up as she heard locks unclick. Milada then watched as a Nekomata was pulled out of the crate. Once that Nekomata was pulled out, Milada had been pulled out. Her ears flatten against her head slightly. She stood still and crossed her ankles during the bidding. When the bidding was finished she was put in a room with the other Nekomatas. She sat down when the man told her to. She sat with her legs tucked under her. Milada then began to tap her thighs with her finger tips. She needed a way to release her nervous energy.
She watched two men enter the room intently. Her eyes were wide with interest. She kept quiet, blinking in surprise at what happen. She thought about the question. Milada listened to what an other Nekomata said, waiting for her to finish. Milada looked at the man who spoke to them. “Sure! I’ll go with you!” she said in an excited tone.
Chara opened her eyes and sat upright when the crate was opened. She watched as two Nekomatas were pulled out. She yelped surprised when the man returned, yanked her to a standing position, and pulled her out of the crate. Chara glanced at the others as she stood next to them. She took deeper breathes when she realized they were going to be sold. ‘I hope we each get good owners,’ she thought. Then her thoughts went into worrying about what might happen to them all. Chara only snapped out of her thoughts when they were led into a room and told to sit. She leaned against the wall before sliding down it to make it easier for her to sit. Chara closed her eyes and hummed the happy tune again.
She only opened her eyes when she heard someone speak. She looked the two men over curiously. She listened, but got confused and surprised at what he told the man. She spaced out as she thought of what just happened. Chara blinked and realized he had asked them a question. Though, Chara hadn't heard the question, since she spaced out. When the second Nekomata who spoke finished, she decide to ask her own question. “Umm…What’s your name?” she asked curiously in a honey-like tone. Her voice was naturally like that. She was speaking to the man who asked them a question.
Luna turned her back on the girl and closed her eyes again. She wasn't trying to be rude or anything, but her voice caused her head to hurt really badly. Sound made the throbbing much worst. When she was just about to fall asleep, a man stood her up. Her eyes opened slowly before she felt a bit dizzy. She didn't care, she allowed him to pull her out of the crate. Her face and body, even her eyes just showed complete calmness, but inside she wasn't at all. 'What's happening? Why am I here? I didn't do anything bad. A-are they bidding for us? I don't want to be sold...I'm not an object. Where am I? My head is killing me, I-I feel dizzy...hope I don't faint' she thought to herself. She couldn't believe this was happening. Luna was freaking out inside.
When they were put in a room she took in her surroundings calmly. Luna always made sure everything about her outter appreance was very calm. She slowly sat down and leaned the side of her head on the wall. Luna then watched as two men entered the room after a while. She just listened to what the man said. Her ears twitched slightly upward as they almost perked up in surprise, but she stopped the implusive instantly. Luna was also a bit cofused, but didn't show it. She just causally shrugged in anwser to the man's question. She had listened to the others speak first though. Her eyes scanned the others in the room slowly. She took an extra second to look at the one who had hummed a happy tune. 'Always look calm on the outside and always have your eyes look like you are calm,' she thought, she reminded herself.
Nekane sighed sadly and softly when a man pulled her out of the crate. She looked down at her feet, shifting her weight. 'I hate these people, beind sold will be better, maybe' my new owner will distract me. I wished my home was still in one whole piece. I wish my soul mate was alive,' she thought as the bidding went on. Once the bidding was over she was led into a room with all the others. When told to sit, it took a while for the message to sink in, but it finally sank in and she sat down. She watched the men come in. Nekane listened to one speak; she didn't find anything interesting in what he said. Nekane looked him in the eyes. Her eyes seem to have hints of sorrow in them; they always did since her soul mate died. "Okay, I'll go with you," she said softly, her voice was just above a whisper. She was the last to speak. Nekane then looked away to stare at the wall. She had no home anymore. She decided going with him be best, though, she didn't care if it was or not.