[[well thats how alot of actual people get into slave trafficing, hard pasts. *shrugs*]]

((hmm... yeah, I guess. ^.^ but thats just my opinion, some masters like a broken slave I guess o.o =D? now I think about it, shal we continue this OOC talk in the OOC thread? o.o its there for a reason xD))

Nichole decided it was a good time to break away and get dressed. she darted to the stairs and made it to her room, she found the light blue dress and looked around the room and was pleased to find leftover bells for the slaves collars. she put on the dress and cut a slit in the back for her tail. She didnt know what to do with her hair, she looked at the long black strands and decided to put it up in a pony tail, her hair had just enough curl to pull it off. She took some of the bells and started looping them trough her hair. when she thought she looked okay she stopped just above the stairs. i dont know if i want to go down there she thought with a frown

Vaynel practically fell into Master Vincent's arms. He was panting and almost out of breath. The short walk had been a lot for him. As he clung to him he said, "Please I beg you Master Vincent to take Lexera back. Master Marrock is beating her blood as we speak," he had to pause for more breath,"I still fear for sundown . . I can not be let loose again. Please be my master. . I-I-I need a master. I will be disagreeable if that is what you wish." Even though he made such a claim he knew it would be difficult to go against his master but he was desperate and would try anything.

((Don't know if I can keep Lexera. Marrock has patience but not enough to whip slaves into shape, especially one so defiant. Honestly his character would most likely kill her and be done with it. Is it cool if he give's her back? If you really want her to stay with him let me know and I'll work something out.))

Kyrii looks at the Were as he falls into master Vincents arms and tweeks her head to oneside... Whats going on i wonder?... he looks very upset... Did something happen? She looks back at Aya who is still talking to the other slave and then decides to go into the ball to entertain like Aya had told her to. Something is fishy about this place. but wheres my playmate... is he around? She starts to search for Anzel wondering where he could be. She knew he might not come to the party just cuz he might come after her or because she got him in trouble. she snickers at the thought. oh well. She starts to skip around looking at all the people.

((i figured as much, i kinda planned it that way :P hehe, naughty me, giving her up like that means that Vincent himself cant be her master anymore, so he cant take her back, but anyone else can have her, it was my way of Freeing her from Vincent.))

Looking down at Vaynel's weak body he sighed, "i couldn't even if i wanted to know, i do not wish to loose Marrocks friends ship over this, but i fear he would have pushed you to your limits in your current state." his eyes filled with sorrow, secretly he's fallen in love with the elf, but only Aya knew that.
Vincent picked up the boy and cradled him in his arms almost like a small child, "if you do not find a Master before the sun sets then yes i will become yours."
He walked his way to his bed Chambers rather slowly.
Placing the boy on his bed Vincent stripped off his shirt and sat beside him holding his bear arm out to the were. "drink, and you will regain your strength, so you can join me down stairs." he pretty much ordered.
With his other hand he dug his fingernail deep into his skin, cutting open the vein that lay there, he cringed as blood poured from the wound and dripped onto Vaynel's cheek. "i will only heal your body as long as you don't take to much."

Anzel made is way back into the viewing area, he was felling uncomfortable in the suit he was focused to were. In the distance he thought he caught a glimpse of the little Vampire he had been playing games with right before Aya had stopped them.
Placing his hands in his pockets he leaned himself against the wall with one leg bent and on the wall while the other was straight and on the floor.
he sighed as the current situation was boring him.
"wonder where that cat girl went?" he wondered out loud.

[[i see i was ima edit this post to be my intro.]]

Nichole slipped past Master Vincent he seemed busy at the moment. She trotted off into a room, the jingling of the bells in her hair signaled her entrance. She looked and saw anzel against the wall. She trotted over by him and looked up a smile lighting up her face. "Hi Anzel!" she purred her tail curled up and one of her ears flicked. then she looked down at her dress, "You look nice" she said

Vincent laughed long and hard at Vaynel. "Hey dont be sorry, it's not the first time i've offered my blood the a were, and believe me that was tamn." he patted the boy on the back and winked at him. "cheer up young one, we have a party to attend to."
his wrist still rather tender but it was healing rather fast now, no more blood dripped from it and it looked as thought nothing had happened.
"i put some suits and stuff in that corner." he told him as he walked into his own little bath room and shut the door behind him.
undressing himself he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, faint scars remained from the night befores battle. "they'll fade soon, i hope."
he sighed but soon smiled. "then again scars are always killers for the ladies"

Anzel looked up to see the Cat girl walking towards him, his expression didn't change as he spoke. "hello again." he greeted with the same old boring look on his face.
looking down at himself he frowned. "thanks i guess." he replied to her comment about the way he looked. "not usually one for this sort of attire." he commented.
Not sure if he was meant to comment of the way she looked he tried to force a smile. "you look nice too." Anzel barely ever smiled so in a way you could say it looked like a happier frown.

Nichole smiled and shook her head, the many silver bells jingled softly, "You need to lighten up my friend" she said in a voice that sounded like the bells in her hair. She glanced around, "the ball should be starting soon" she said a hint of nervousness in her voice. Then her eyes brightened, "im nervous" then she smirked, "but im sure a tough guy like you isnt" she giggled

Vaynel listened to him feeling a little better. When Master Vincent mentioned the suits he figured the master wanted him to put one on. He remembered what the others said he looked good in and picked that out of the pile. He was grateful someone had cleaned him off earlier. He got dressed but could not figure out how to put on the neck piece. He kept trying but it just looked funny. He stopped trying to figure it out and sat down till Master Vincent was ready.

Marrock thought about it and realized he would end up killing Lexera or slicing off a few of her limbs. Regardless if Vincent had been willing to get rid of her he highly doubted he would want her dead or cut up. He could take the time to train her but his interest was in other areas. Taming a pet was not his idea of a good time. He would rather work in his torture chambers and experiment on creatures. He let out a sigh and yanked on Lexera's chain again.

"Nuvy follow and keep an eye on her," he said in a bored voice. He began to drag the she elf behind him as he headed to Vincent's chambers. It didn't take long and he was knocking on his friend's door. He said, "Vaynel it's Marrock I need to speak with you."

Vaynel's head snapped up at the sound of knocking. He recognized the voice from before as the man that had sent shivers down his spine. He hoped he was not coming back for Vaynel. He went over to his bathroom and said, "Master Vincent there is a guest here. I am sorry I do not know his name but it is the man who bought Lexera. Should I let him in?"

Vincent froze, "His name is Marrock." he told Vaynel from the over side of the door. "yes let him in tell him i'll be out in a moment."
he sighed, what does he want now? he wondered to himself. He had finished dressing himself for the evening and stand with his back to the door. "here we go." he told himself before opening the door and smiling at Marrock. "what can i do for you this evening my boy?" he asked trying to be cheerful.

"aww" Lexera was yanked of the bed and out the room by Marrock, she walked steadily behind him and in front of Nuvy. Her head facing the floor, she looked up to see Vincent's room but soon looked away. Her face still stun a little but the pain was fading.

Anzel was a little shocked. "do i really?" shaking the thought away he answered her next question,"As soon as 'Master Vincent' comes down and announces the beginning of the ball, it will begin." he told Nichole.
"no i'm not really nervous just a little uncomfortable is all."
he watched as a few people stood around chatting, it seemed that all the masters were at one end of the room and the slaves at the other. "now doesn't this bring back memories." he said aloud taking note of the separation.

Nichole smiled at him, "Yes you do" Nichole frowned a bit at the tone Anzel used to address Master Vincent, "Do you not like Master Vincent? he has been nothing but civil to me" she said in a slighty softer voice. yeah but how long will that last? she thought with a frown. She looked down at her pale legs and then noted she was at least two feet shorter than Anzel, "Jeez im short" she smirked. "Even with heels on" she noted again. She looked at the other slaves dresses and realized hers was the most decent out of all of them. "Wow i look like a five year old in this" she muttered.