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" I can walk on my freaking own, 'ya hear? " Ryani exploded with all her built up fury, fury at the auctioneer, fury at being bought, fury at herself. She was going to let the jacket pass but this, this was just too much. She wriggled out of her master's grasp, skillfully landing on her feet and sticking the landing, wincing almost inperceptibly as her raw, bare feet hit the ground. As if she had done it a hundred times.

"man you just dont get it do you?" grabing you around the waist and carring you"look you might have been a slave smacked around but i'm not going to treat you that way, and i'm not going to give you up" walking with u to a opening in the woods

" And you don't get it either do you?! I am not going to be carried!! I can take care of myself, I always have!!!" Ryani tried to pry the man's fingers from her waist, but they were firmly locked. She kicked and hissed. She was used to being manhandled, but that didn't mean she liked it.

When he started to go through the opening, seeing her attempts in vain, Ryani settled for wearing a furious expression and staying silent.

moves sly and fast in the woods as if some one was trying to track me"glad that you calmed down were almost there" moving quitely in the thick woods comeing apon a huge old house

She was giving him the silent treatment. When she heard him say they were almost there, her heart sank further.

walks up to the door and softly sets you down and opens the steel door odd to have on a old house"come in side, and sit so that i can learn more about you"

Ryani stood in the doorway, not budging until her leash was tugged and she stumbled across the thresh hold. She grudgingly took a seat at the small table, and if looks could kill, her master would have dropped dead. Fortunately for him, they couldn't, and so he didn't, but Ryani would refuse to speak. Besides, what purpose did he have in her business anways? She continued to glare at him as he took a seat across from her.

"why do you look at me like you want to kill me?" siting across from you

" Because everyone beats me like I'm the one to be killed. " she said bitterly. " Why should you, of all people, be any different? "

"610!" A man challenged

"700!!" Creon bellowed out agian, Still hurting the ears of people around him.

"I HEARD 700!! anyone want to go higher?! I dont know about you guys, but with this Slave, she can... fulfill ALL your wants and needs. Especially around the house. am I right boys?" The auctioneer laughed again.

"800!" "810" "850!"

"1000!!" Creon shouted, he didn't want to go higher, so he used the power method, as people went up slowly he rose the bid to a high amount, to challenge them and drop out as many as he could.

"ONE THOUSAND!!" the auctioneer yelled then whispered "man, if i keep picking thease bumb useless slaves, i can make just over 100,000!" he snickered to himself

"1000 GOLD!! DO I HEAR ANY HIGHER? GOING ONCE..."

The crowd stayed silent

"GOING TWICE MORE!!"

The crowed didn't even make a gesture, this put the auctioneer in a displeasing mood, as he wanted it to go higher than the previous bitch.

He sighed, "AND THRICE! SOLD TO THE MAN IN THE WAYWARD BACK!" he bellowed out, getting the man who bought the slave's attention "PLEASE VISIT THE TABLE ON THE RIGHT TO SIGN HER TO YOU AS YOU PAY UP FRONT!" the auctioneer finished, noticing he forgot to say that to the last man. "Take this filthy bitch off my stage!" he ordered the men. The two men whom grappled her arm,not letting any looser, dragged her to the edge of the stage where the man alredy at work getting ready fpr the paper to be signed and paid for.

'finally!, someone to actually help me around the house!' Creon sighed in relief as he didn't need to spend countless hours inside doing the tedious of jobs. Sure his slave may not be able to repair, but she can at lease cook and upkeep the house while he works the lands and livestock. He walked along the outer edge towards the table as he saw the men drag his slave to the table side.. taking out a sack as it jiggled with a song, he begun to fantasize how much easier his life would be.

"Sign here, here, here, and here." the man said writing X's as he quickly spoke and took out a tin box to collect the Fee's. Creon did so, reading a bit, then signing "come on, this is just a deed to your slave, come come pay up now, i don't have the time to waste!" the little scrawny snapped at him as he took the paper, scanning it quickly and handing it back "The auction closed at One Thousand sir, pay them now!" he snapped back again as Creon counted quickly and paid him.

The coins made a ringing sound as they spilled into the other gold. The man seemed to tiny, it was almost like he had to stand on his chair to operate his table. The two men dragged her down and practically threw her on the ground, handing Zen a chain that attached to a shackle round the slave's neck.

(back to me and kitty) "because i dont treat people the way i was treated" standing in frount of ur temper growing, and so are my claws and my ears become more alert

" And how should I know you're not just saying that. If I did, then I'd be making a stupid mistake, once again. I tried your way; and I'm not gonna let it end up the same. " Ryani spoke softly, but the sincerity of her words seemed to echo through the house. At first, she held on her new owner's gaze, but after a few minutes, she looked away bitterly, as if remebering something....

"if i'm just saying that then why am i like this?!" pulling off my shirt revileing many scars both long and small, and deep. keeping my eyes locked on you

" Your point?! Oh whoopee, you've got scars like the other half of the population. Yada yada, understand my predicament, blah blah blah. Oh, he looks like he's been through the same, let's throw all our trust in him when he's just bought us from a slave market and led us to a house in the middle of nowhere where no one can hear you scream. " She said, rather sarcastically, and then more quietly, " No one can see you... no one can hear you...no one cares... I've been through this routine before, and I'm not doing it again. "

my blood started to boil and i fully transform in to werewolf form smashing the table in frount of you "you dont think i do know how you feel?!" picking up a chair and tossing it in to the wall

" Who says you don't?!?! But who is saying you do?!?! That's the freaking problem. " she yelled over him. " Leave me alone until you can figure out why I'm not too keen on throwing my freaking safety into the hands of a man who just bought me from a flipping slave market!!!!" Ryani stalked off outside, sitting angrily on the porch to blow off steam. Who did this guy think he was?

calms down some reveriting back to a half way transform and yells at you "look i'm srry i fliped out at you

Ryani looked up at him, surprised but bitter.
" Uhm... okay..." She was confused. Since when did the master apologize to the slave? She was starting to believe what he said.

Standing in the door way " theres 5 rooms in this old house, go ahead a pick one to live in ok? then make dinner" looks at you and moves out of the way

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"Hmmm, I need another lady... Seems that they are the big sellers right now..." Alright fellas i spy with my little eye, something that meets "HER!" The auctioneer pointed at another slave.

2 men followed his finger and took over Sara, Yanking her away and towards he middle of the stage, the didn't let up on their force of brutal strength. "Ahhh! another beautiful woman ready for all your pleasure!" The auctioneer read her collar and charm, and knew a bunch of lines he can and will say.