Elle assumed that the guard meant magical abilities. "No, I'm just a regular human," she said. "But I'm a hard worker, I learn fast, and I won't cause any trouble, I promise!" she continued hurriedly, a note of pleading evident in her voice. She'd much rather do mundane housework; it was simple and didn't leave much room for error and was infinitely better than being a pleasure slave.

Nervously, she smoothed down her skirt and waited to hear what her duties would be.

((Sorry it's short, my muse has apparently gone on vacation without me.))

Teagan grabbed her sisters hand. "Shhh." she said softly. "Please. I don't want to lose you again." she said as her eyes filled with tears. "I don't want you to be hurt." she said as she tried to pull her sister closer. "I wont lose you again. So shhh." she was now getting a little more angry.

Alexa cracked her knuckles. "Hmph, guard duty would be an easy enough job. My last master tried to keep me as his little pet, but once he realized I wouldn't bend to his will he sold me off." She didn't mention the fact that she had killed several of his men and had almost killed him as well. Of course her last master had been weak so he had to use a collar to try and control her by limiting the use of her magic. In the end it hadn't mattered. She straightened up the way she was sitting. "Most of my masters before that used me as a fighter."

"I will be quite as you wish sister. Dry your tears please do not wast them on me. You should know that I don't need them. I don't cry for anyone." She said meaning it. The fact was she couldn't and even if she could she wouldn't. Her father had tough her how to be cold and heartless as she needed to be. Though for her sister she would bleed if she could. She loved her sister and wouldn't do anything to endanger her sister or herself.

Rocka ignored the other slave's comment and stayed focused on Alexa. "Good, and you're helping me clean too by the way, expect multipul tasks."
She wandered off in search of the slave's owner to ask about payment, and future buissness as well as to inform one of her slave's likes to stick itself in other people's minds without permission and should be punished of such behaveior. Haveing not accully found her she returned to the original servant who let her in. "Who do i pay for buying a slave? I've chosen one, and would like to pay and take home now if its alright. The panther-demon?"

((No worries... Sorry, I've been spreading myself thin trying to include everyone o.o; ...Roarke is still currently upstairs just outside your room... just give me a moment to allow Roarke some time to catch up? That way I don't have him in two places at once ))

Ritsuka's face was facing downwards to hide his bruised side of his face. When the lady Rocka came to him, it was hard for Ritsuka to focus do to his lack of strength due to Amelia's beating. "See... Jeffry... at the desk." Ristuka spoke so softly that it would almost be hard to hear if someone didn't listen closely. His arm lifting to point towards Jeffry, a red head with such a brilliant color of sky blue that they almost seemed as if they could see your soul.

"Pay him your gold... And he will let the slave out."

((You may take control of Jeffry for the purpose of payment and letting out Alexa ))

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"Even if you are human, you can still have special talents." Roarke seemed disheartened to hear that the human didn't have any real abilities it seemed other than being a complete and utterly well behaved slave. The girl probably didn't do anything without asking permission and would probably do anything if asked. Not that it was a terribly bad trait, she would make a good maid for the inn once it opened, though they could also use a cook...

"Have you ever cooked before?"

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Amelia was just about to slam the Agiel down into Ritsuka's side when she finally heard him mutter the word of 'Mistress' which almost infuriated her even more. She wanted to continue to lay into him, to teach him that such behavior would never ever, be tolerated. Her violet eyes narrowed as she stared at him for a moment before lifting him up forcefully to take him over and shackle his wrists, though did not yet raise him up.

"You may have addressed me as Mistress, but it will not save you from the punishment you have already brought upon yourself." Her voice was cold and caullos without even the slightest hint of mercy.

Elle nodded. "I have cooked some," she said. In my past life. Before I was a slave, she finished in her head. "And whatever I don't know, I can learn." Elle paused for a moment, thinking about her previous masters and some of the things she'd had to do for them. Taking a deep breath, she slowly said "And I can, uh, dance as well...if the mistress would ever need entertainment of some sort..." Elle trailed off, not sure what else to say. Without directly looking at his face (because that would have been too bold for someone of her station) she studied the guard, realizing she didn't even know his name.

"Thanks." Rocka headed off to Jeffery and paid the required gold. They both came bake to the cage with the girl in it and and he unlocked it. He chained her hands and gave the chain to Rocka, then went back to his post.

"Come along", Rocka tugged lightly on the girl's chains, "We need to get you settled in and all the rules established. You'll find things might even be pleasent as long as you do as i say."

((i believe you were talking baout my character....but i am not completley sure but i postted anyways thinking y ou meant my character lol))

((I did lol poor poor Hotaru... tortured even after finally succumbing to saying Mistress xD and I am now color coding my characters paragraphs...))

A warm smile spread across Roarke lips, the human did have some talents that could be considered useful. "In that case, you will help out with the cooking and the entertainment of the inn that the Mistress Amelia plans to turn this mansion into. However, if your talents do not turn out to par, do not expect that Amelia with will do a charity and keep you around. You will be sold." Roarke's expression soured at the end in order to further emphasize his point. Slaves were expected to work and work effictively.

Leading her down the stairs, he took her into the large gourmet kitchen where Ginger was the head cook. The name was an irony in itself for Ginger was a woman in her own right at the mature age of 32 though she didn't look a day over 25 with her flawless skin, her nose lightly adorned with angel kisses otherwise known as freckles. Her green eyes were almond in shape and with the right accentuation of eyeliner, her eyes seemed to have a cat-like seduction to her. Red hair that seemed to be infused with gold was tied back into a messy bun and bangs lightly framed her oval face.

"What do we have here?" Ginger seemed to purr as Roarke walked into the kitchen with Elle by his side.

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Amelia was panting with sweat rolling down her brow from excerting herself into the punishment of Hotaru. His whimper pleas did little to quench her anger and his tear stained cheeks fell upon blind eyes.

Still gripping her Agiel strongly in her hand, she had finally worked off enough of her her rage to let it go and to dangle around her wrist. A tightness soon enveloped her chest as she looked at the pleading fox demon before her and her expression softened from the hard scowl to one of complacetness.

Walking close to Hotaru, she allowed her hand to brush back his sweaty hair that clung to his forehead but with the tenderness of care, as if Hotaru could crumble to pieces at even the slightest of touches.

"My dear, sweet Hotaru. Don't you know how unhappy you've made me? To force me to punish you?"

Ritsuka had heard Amelia excerting herself upon the slave and he knew that she was giving the poor slave just as hard of a beating as she had given Ritsuka. But what hurt him more was the pain he knew Amelia suffered, he would wait before entering to speak with her lest he invoke her wrath again. At the thought, Ritsuka had reached up and touched the side of his tender face, a wince being an instant reaction. The bruise would no doubt take some time to heal less Amelia felt merciful and would heal the wound herself.

Alexa grins slightly as she followed the women who bought her. In her opinion this women would be easy to get away from once she got rid of the collar around her neck. She felt a little sad though because she had wanted to talk to that male shifter. “I guess we will see about that mistress. Would it be too bold for me to ask what your name is?”

As they walked out toward the horse, Alexa asked Rocka's name. "Not to bold at all, i dont mind questions they keep things from being that awful boring silence. My name is Rocka. I'll let you use it if you like. I dont see the fuss over titles like some owners; you're here to work for me, not to make me sound pretty." Rocka laughed and mounted the horse, keeping the girls chains both in her hand and tied to the saddle, and bagan to head home, only at a walk so the slave could keep up with the horse.

“I see.” Alexa wondered about Rocka. This was going to be different. “I can already tell that you’re going to be much different then the masters I’ve had in the past. Most of them always required one to call them either master or add master or lord before their name.” She had no problem keeping pace with the horse. It felt good to be able to stretch her legs. She was surprised that the horse wasn’t afraid of her. Normally most animals shied away or ran away from her. “Your horse seems to be well trained…”

"Yes, I broke and trained him myself. It wasnt much work accually, I just had to get...on his level." Rocka grinned a bit, "...and as far as being different...well most people think i'm a bit odd.", she laughed a bit.

When they got to the large white tower she called home, a hiss was heard from a bush near the enterance and a python jumped out infront of the horse hissing again. "Enough Fiz, you know if its on a chain its allowed in." The snake quickly retreated back to the bush and Rocka slid off her horse. "Welcome to home sweet home." Rocka flicked a key off the key ring on her belt and opened the door to the main floor. There was a spiral stair case in the middle and this floor was a one room living room with cousioned chairs, pillows, tables, book shelfs and a fire place. Notably the staircase had a downstirs too.

A grey mouse with part of its tail missing ran accross the floor in front of Alexa with a bit of paper in is mouth. Rocka locked the door behind them and put the key back where it belonged, then used another to undo Alexa's chained wrists. "First task. Get the paper from the mouse waiting for you and read it."

Paper reads: Welcome home, and mind the mouse.
The horse is Nyx the snake is Fiz, and the mouse is Peke, incase you wander.

When the snake had came out of the bushes Alexa growled, her eyes flashing slightly. She was ready to fight even though she was in chains. Once the snake was gone she calmed down. Entering her new home her tail was flicking back and forth. The surprise from the snake had her ready for anything that may try attacking her. It has been a long time since she last fought.

When the mouse approached Alexa she tilted her head looking at it. She took the paper from the mouse and read it. A slight grin crossed her lips and she laughed for a moment. “Mind the mouse. I’ll do my best to resist the urge to play or eat the mouse.” The mouse really didn’t interest her since she preferred larger and more challenging prey.

"There's other reasons for that. The mouse is accually one of the four-now five creature i have on gurd work here. If its startled badly it wakes the gaint scorpion down stairs..." She waved her hand for Alex to follow. "Next floor is kitchen, then bathroom, then the storage room, your bedroom, and last my bedroom and study." She started walking up the stairs and a large black dog came running down. "Thats the last "guard" i "bought" while in the prosses of cleaning and preparing the bedroom for the new slave. Flash...I dont know to sell him or keep him as a lap-dog, but he was free when i got him so..."

She led Alexa all the way up to her bedroom/studdy. To look at it, it was a mess of small leather packages, each with a belt clip spot. They were all over everywhere exept the bed, and the desk. The desk was covered in scattered papers; check lists to be exact and the newest paper had fresh in checking the box for gaint scorpion, with a new package besiode it. She walked up and clipped the package to her belt under her over skirt. "Task two. Help me clean before your guard work starts..."

Once again, Elle said nothing and just nodded at the guard's words. Work hard or be sold was the life of a slave, and while Elle felt a little nervous that her skills wouldn't be up to the standards expected of her, she tried not to think about it for she would only psych herself out. From what she had seen, the mistress didn't seem to be the sentimental type and Elle expected nothing less than demanding standards.

But she was glad she made the guard smile. At least someone here was nice enough to smile once in a while.

As they entered the kitchen, Elle was a little taken aback by the woman who waited their. From what the guard had said, she though that she was to be the only cook (and it was with some relief that she saw that there was someone already at work in the kitchen; Elle didn't know if she could make meals for a bustling hotel all by herself) and anyways, she expected any sort of head cook to be an aging woman or some arrogant, chubby man. Not this fiery looking redhead!. Again, Elle lowered her eyes and simply said "My name is Elle and the mistress purchased me to work as a cook." And the ~entertainment~ she finished in her head.

Lilith sat in her cage as she continued to play with one of her long blond curls. It was just another depressing day it would seem. She looked about her cage for the escape route. It was ridiculous that she be kept in bars like some wild animal. She was a civilized being and should be treated as such. Surly the lady of the house could find better use of her than to keep her in some cage. She could handle the ladies books or clean if she had to. She could cook just siting here was pathetic on her part and rather demeaning. She was a vampire after all not some poor little caged animal. If she wanted out she would get out and might even cause some injury to who ever tried to stop her.

Ginger had raised an eyebrow at Elle as she kneaded the floured dough that would be baked for the evening meal. "Is that so?" She then stopped her kneading to place the bread on an iron slab before sliding it into the large fire oven. Then walked over towards the soup and began stirring it while adding some spices for flavor.

"It may come of comfort to you that she doesn't pay much head to the cooking staff as long as you stay in line." A warm smile spread across Ginger's lips. She had felt the pain of the Agiel once or twice due to arrogant and obvious disobedience, but other than that, she had never known the tortures of the ones who are disobedient.

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Roarke had escored Liam outside and seeing that Liam was obviously not keen on transforming and actually doing the work. "Just how good of a fighter are you?" Roarke asked gruffly, all the while sizing Liam up. Liam was impressive, though Roarke was impressive in his own right and more importantly, he was more than mere human, but rather Demon.

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Amelia stared at Ritsuka for a moment before releasing him from his contraints and then shackling him around the neck with a chain for a leash.

"Come slave, I'm sure you're hungry."

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Ritsuka was just outside the door when Amelia opened it and Ritsuka immediately bowed for her before bringing his eyes boldly to connect with hers, look her up and down and re-connect. One might have assumed he was doing so in order to 'check her out' however, Ritsuka was noting the blood that gleamed off her red-leather.

"I'm at your disposal Mistress." He knew that he didn't have to come to her, however Ritsuka was slightly angered at his punishment, which she not only put him through, but herself.

"Go. Rest in my quarters, I will be there shortly."

Hesitantly, Elle smiled back. The woman seemed nice enough and if what she was saying was true then...well all Elle had to do was not disobey. And that's something I'm good at, she thought bitterly. Raising her eyes from the floor, she looked at the head cook again to find that the other woman was smiling as well. Perhaps this place is better than I though, Elle continued, hopeful about her life here.

Suddenly feeling energized, she asked "Where would you like me to start?"

((i got lost some where o.O *ish confused*))