Katie stared at him blankly,not blinking or anything since she knew what he was doing.She was used to not blinking from all these years of not sleeping because of being to scared too.She ran her hand threw her long dark hair and simply just took in all his characteristics.

Jaden instantly started to scream again as she put the blade into a fresh knew cut from the whip. It felt like an eternity again as the blood sloshed from her wound. It was so painful, Jaden had actually considered giving up her rebellious actions and actually breaking. The pain was that unbearable.

The woman told her that she needed permission to speak which also made it so that she released her from the pain of Agiel. After a couple of seconds for recovery, the woman started to cut her everywhere. She was pacing, circling the elf girl. He growled with the little cuts. It was like a slight pain compaired the the unbearable pain from the actual touch of the blade. Then she smaked her across the face, leaving a bruise. Again the woman started to pace around her, this time just placing the blade onto her body now for about a good ten minutes. Her screaming kept up with the pain.

In the middle of it, her body started to give up. Her blood loss was great, which only made everything become delirious. Her screaming stopped and her eyes started to roll. "Stop.... please stop...." Her voice was quiet, her mind delusional. She could picture herself back at home or somewhere close. Everything just started to go blurry her head hung down, her shoulders just let go off all the weight they were holding, her muscles started to relax.

Going up to the elf, she grabbed her chin as she leaned in close and kissed the almost unconcious elf and as she did so, she exhaled and allowed a little bit of her life force to go into the girl in order to awake her and keep her from passing out. As the elf's eyes slowly rolled back to the front of her head and opened, Amelia was there in her face, he cruel violet eyes betraying no emotion.

"I told you... You were to address me as Mistress." And with that, Amelia rammed the Agiel into Jaden's side for a brief moment before turning around to exit. It was evident now to Jaden, that even being so close to death, she could not escape the torture of Amelia's Agiel.

"Roarke." Amelia beckoned and within moments, the dark haired demon was awaiting her instructions.

"Clean up the elf in there and give her proper clothing..." Amelia's tone then lowered her tone for only Roarke to hear. "I trust only you to do this without hurting her too much or disrespecting her in any way."

With a simple nod, Roarke turned to take care of the weak and wounded Jaden.

Now pacing outside the cells, her attention was turned Ella. The girl was sweet and by the way she cowered, Amelia believed she may make a good slave for the upstairs mansion.

"Oh Roarke." Amelia shouted back, now that she had the thought. "Please send for Ritsuka."

Then continueing down the row of cages, she came across a cage with the tag 'Liam Adcock - Shifter' The man was pratically crammed into his small cage and Amelia was instantly disheartened to see one of her slaves so poorly assigned to a cage. Unlocking the cage, she stepped aside to allow the slave to come out.

"Walk with me." She said in her honeyed voice, though it was really more a command than a request.

Jaden felt like there was a blinding light in her eyes. Her past seemed to start to flash before her eyes. The past of running through the forests with her friends. To how she was now. Dying because of her rebellious attitude. The woman brought her back to life making her eyes roll from the back of her head, back to the front. She opened them slowly, only to see the woman's face in hers. The woman's violent eyes made her wonder what was going to happen next.

The woman spoke which made the elf know that she was about to be in a lot of pain. At the end of the sentence the woman jammed her weapon into her side. Jaden howled in pain for another eternity seeming moment but the woman took it out and turned to walk out. She felt weak from all the blood loss. Weak from all the torture she had just gone through. Her muscles were acking as if her whole body had just been thrown a million feet into the air and she had landed without dying somehow. Her bones wracked with pain.

The man from before walked over and took off the shackles that held her wrists from which she was hanging. She fell from them, unable to hold her own weight on her legs.
((I dont know if you want to play him or if you want me to say what he did so im leaving that up to you... got to go to bed, night all. Sweet dreams))

Liam watched in silence as the Mistress finished up with the disobedient female. He was not sure what he thought of the Sorceress; on the one hand, she kept her "stock" in relatively clean conditions and made sure they remained healthy, but on the other hand...she beat them all into submission. She was a ruthless woman, to be sure, but Liam wasn't so sure he didn't respect her for it...

To his surprise, the woman left the Elf's cage and headed directly for his. His silver eyes watched with mild interest as the woman opened the door to his enclosure and stood aside, commanding him to exit the cage and follow her. He remained quiet the entire time, silently getting to his feet and doing as the woman instructed. Upon exiting his cage, Liam glanced quickly around at the other slaves, surveying the injured one with slight concern before turning back to the Mistress, his arms folded across his chest.

((Mwuahahaha I'm loving the posts Daemon >=D ...I feel really twisted right now o.O but yeah, I left him for you to kind of play a little bit if you wanted too, just wanted to itterate that Roarke does not abuse or disrepect slaves in any way unless they take an action that warrants such reactions, now on to my next precioussss >=D ))

Amelia led the slave up a sharp incline of stairs and then opened the door, which allowed the bright sunshine escape into the cellar. Upon exiting the cellar, Amelia allowed her senses to take in the beauty before her. It was her garden, with beautiful rock water-falls that led into large ponds filled with koi fish, red leaf maple trees lined the outer banks along with rhododendron and cherry blossom trees. Her eyes feasted on the bright colors of the flowers in bloom and even of the rock and sand zen garden. Before her was a fountain of a beautiful greek goddess statue adorning it and three cherubs shooting arrows of water towards her, but not actually hitting her with the sprays of water. Leading up to the fountain was a coblestone path that also circled around the statue and was surrounded by several benches.

What Amelia loved most about the garden was the serene stillness, the sound of the water trickling and the birds chirping along with the sweet aroma that the flowers gave off in their beautiful bloom.

Looking back towards Roarke, her face was complacent as it normally was, though her eyes revealed more of a calm than the malice that had enshrouded them when she worked with Jaden. For a moment, one could almost view her as a normal human being if not for the intimidating red leather that glistened in the sunlight with fresh blood.

"It's beautiful is it not?"

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((Ish exhausted and need sleep... I'll post first thing in the morning my lovely darlings :] ))

((night then *ish thinking of something to post*))

"What have we got here?" asked Maethyrin as he approached a wretched pile of bloodied robes and limbs. Judging by the cloth that wasn't drenched in red, these two were the altar boys. Maethyring shook his head and waved his hand to summon an acolyte to clean up the mess. He left to enter the main hall that led to large emporium used for mass.
"Bishop Chranmer?" he asked, entering the view of a short but stocky old man whose face was lined like a tortoise.
"Oh. Good evening. What is it you seek Innocent?" said the old man with a pleasant smile that Maethyrin returned.
"Well sir, it won't do for you to be getting rid of the Altar boys so quickly. We're running through them like toilet paper and frankly, it's a pain to train new ones," Maethryrin intoned bluntly. The elderly bishop friendly demeaner flickered into annoyance. He was clearly not used to people setting limits on him but if Maethyrin was to be the next Pope then Chranmer had better obey him or else suffer his wrath.
"So next time," he added cheerfully but authoritavely ",do not use the nuns or altar boys but go visit a whorehouse yourself. Better yet; declare celibacy and save yourself from a future scandal."
The Bishop looked away from Maethyrin and his wrinkled face hardened. "I've been here before you were even born but..yes, I'll accept your advice," he said stiffly before slightly bowing to leave and moving away with a heavy swaying of his robes.
Maethyrin readjusted his hat. Morning mass and an afternoon mass. It was good fortune that Chranmer had done it after morning mass or else there would have been trouble. For now he could get a few acolytes to act as altar boys but the facade cannot go on too long or the acolytes could be offended.
"Somewhere to get a few slaves..the slave season is not coming for a few months. Ugh," Maethyrin groaned a bit, turning to one of his friends who appeared to be leaning against a pillar and absorbidly reading the bible but Maethyrin knew better than that. This pal, Simonn, listens to anything and eavesdrops on every conversation, which was exactly why he was Maethyrin's friend as he blended well and knew all the rumors and facts.
"So," he said conversationally ",where would you go to buy one at a time like this?"
Simonn smiled as he closed his book and looked at Maethyrin with a expression of thoughtful surprise at this question. "Well," he said slowly, rubbing his chin as he looked through his database of slave houses ", the nearest unnoficial one is at a mansion. Lady Ivanov I believe. I'm sure you can find some way to make an arrangement with her to get a few hands."Maethyrin nodded and bowed his thanks before sweeping out of the hall.
"Good luck and may the Lord bless your trip," Simonn called after him with a smirk before returning to his book and edging along to hall to be near a pair of gossiping nurses.
After a long trip through the cathedral, Cardinal Innocent finally reached the backdoor exit which led to the gardens. In a large box that was hidden behind the bushes, Maethyrin took off his many layers of clothing and folded them so that there would be no wrinkles. Donning the cap and clothes of a middle class civilian, Mae made it to the stables in a short time(due to the lack of hindrance from his church clothes) and the stable master was there but Mae showed him a document with his signature on it. The stable master was illiterate but the official looking wax seal allowed Mae the use of the stable's best messenger horse. He saddled it and rode out to get away from the Church grounds.
"Bah," Mae muttered ",what a bothersome task." But of course, he wouldn't let anyone else do it because firstly, this was a private excuse to go outside and secondly, he would only trust himself to have good judgement for choosing church property.
After three hours, he urged the horse to speed up from it's leisurely gallop. The Ivanov mansion was in sight and he pulled the steed to a halt in front of it's doors to get off. The doors were large and had handles for him to pull and knock with. He knocked several times before standing a step away from the doorway and glanced up to admire the architecture. "Hallo!" he called out impatiently to anyone inside ",I have important business I need to attend to with the Mistress of this house!"

Ristuka answered the door to at the beckoning of a vistor. His dark eyes scanned the man before him in an almost meticulously way as if to judge the man on the spot, and after a brief pause Ritsuka opened up the door wide and bowed as he signalled for the man to come in.

"Come in, my Lord." he addressed the man, then awaited the man to enter before addressing him once more.

"Mistress Amelia is currently busy at the moment, but I will let her know you are here. What business is it that you wish for with the Mistress?" Ristuka had by now, closed the door behind the man. For a slave, he always had that slight hint of boldness in his demeanor. Such as when he addressed the welcomed vistor, he never once gave the appearance of a trained slave by keeping his eyes low and having his shoulders foward in a slightly hunched over position, but instead, stood tall and boldy looked the man in the eyes and with Ristuka's fine clothing, one would never assume that he was a slave unless they already knew him to be so.

Serenity was in a temple praying and she knows she is a master but doesn't like it half the time anyway she knows that her people tell her she needs to find a slave but she really doesn't like it as well she tells them to leave her alone until the pray is done. A few hours later she was done with the praying and the people to get one but still she doesn't listen still she goes to the tree and sits there and lays there for a while.

After a few hours there she starts to think about they said and feels that maybe she should get a slave and be nice to the slave and save them for what happen to them before.

She left the tree and goes walking into town as she is serenity a good woman and she finds a man at a house with a slave ann she goes to the man and said "sir can I talk to you for a minute?"

Hotaru continued to stare at the girl, a cocky smile came onto his face, he scratched hi head again, it was about the millionth time he did so. His tail resettled it’s self long the back of his legs, he wasn’t breaking his eye contact with the girl, after all she had started the challenge and he had plans on winning.

There was a few times when he couldn’t stare at her but he knew she was there and kept staring anyways, people walked in front of him, he was able to stay unnoticed by them, which was good for him since he liked being in the shadows, out of view able do what he wanted. That was when he had to break eye contact with the girl because some one had come up to his cage and was unlocking it.

He could only guess that it was so that they could shave off his hair and all of his lovely fur that he had, he gave the man a low growl as he got into a crouching position. The man reached into the cage and grabbed him, his hand shot out and started to bend the man’s hand backwards, causing him pain, he got out of the cage, never letting go of how he had the man’s hand.

“Personally I don‘t want to lose all my hair and lovely fur, so you can just well. You can be my toy.” he said to the man as he gave him a grin that showed his fangs, he then twisted the man’s arm behind his back and held in a position that all he had to do was apply pressure to snap his arm. His ears were upright in an alert position; his tail would just do small wave but not much of any other movement then that. He looked around them before he saw a door he was looking for, he backed up slowly towards it as he watched everyone else in the room.

But Liam did not respond to Amelia's query. In the time it took the woman to walk out the door and into the garden, the man had shed his white clothing and transformed into a different shape altogether. In fact, when the Mistress turned to ask him what he thought of her garden, she would have seen a large, handsome snow leopard standing in place of Liam, it's long, fluffy tail twitching to and fro at its very tip..

The cat tilted its blunt head to one side, surveying the garden briefly before taking a step or two out into the open. It was obvious that he liked the feeling of sun on his fur..

Amelia looked back and was pleasantly suprised to see that Liam turned into the beautiful and rare snow leopard. However she was slightly irritated at the fact that he did not answer her question and much more, shifted without her permission. New slaves needed to know their place before allowing them any sort of freedom. Nevertheless, she'd probably punish him later for his infraction, but for now, she'd allow him to enjoy her oasis of a gardner for one who was still a slave at his age, was bound to be rather well behaved for the most part and he deserved to have some time of relaxation.

Walking over to a small wash basin that was just outside her oasis of a garden, Amelia dipped her blood covered gloves into the basin and the red blood spread out into the clear water. With her gloves cleaned off, she removed them and tucked them into the side of her red leather belt before walking over and stroking the Liam's fur, starting at the base of his head and down to between his shoulder blades. The peace of the garden was always welcomed after the first day of breaking in a rebellious slave.

"I don't appreciate not being answered, however, I can see that you do enjoy my garden... Come." She spoke, her voice honeyed and sweet as she walked over to meticulously kept area of grass that bored the the pond containing her koi. Sitting down on the grass, she almost looked out of place in the serenity of the area. Her red-leather sharply contrasted with her white hair, she looked as something of menace rather than serene.

((Hotaru, you naughty, naughty boy))

Liam could not speak while in Animal form, though he could still understand Human languages. He ignored the woman's comments about how displeased she was that he didn't respond to her questions; it should have been obvious, thought Liam, that he agreed with her. The garden was a pleasant place, especially to a slave who had been kept in a cage that was far to small for him.

He flinched when she touched him, his lips curling slightly and his ears folding back against his head. He made no sound, however, and merely sat back upon his haunches, looking away from the Mistress as she petted him. His silver eyes flickered, their pupils dilating for a moment or two before he forced himself into a false sense of calm.

Again, he made no sound when Amelia commanded him to follow. He simply did as he was told.

((yep he is very naughty lol))

Hotaru had finally reached the door, he reached a hand behind him and started to walk backwards out of it, once he was on one side and the man on the other, he saw that the other workers were in front of them, he shoved the man at them, watching them all stumble backwards, he then pulled the door shut tightly, locking it so that they couldn’t reach him.

He dusted his hands off, a cocky smile on his face, when he turned around he was surprised to see he was in a garden and that the Mistress of the house was there also with a snow leopard with her. He took a deep breathe and let it out slowly, he scratched his head again, she didn’t notice him just yet but if he stood there long enough with all the banging, well he was going to be in deep trouble. He started to slid away from the door as he heard the pounding start on it, he ducked down until he was crawling underneath a nearby bush.

He watched everything carefully as he tried to sneak around the garden and out of the gate that was set into the wall.

Amelia's peace was broken at the sound of fists pounding on the door and eventually bursting open with several of Roarke's men flowing through and in obvious displeasure. Sighing and closing her eyes, she knew that one of the slaves were now making an attempt to escape. She was appreciative of Liam's companionship, though forced it was and petting him one more time she stood up, her eyes closed as she took a breath and brought in her focus. Once opened, however, they showed a lethal intent.

"Come escort Liam back to his cage... I will deal with the slave." The air around Amelia seemed to crackle as she allowed her magic to swarm around her. Taking one last look at Liam, her demeanor no longer appeared serene but instead one with deadly intent. "Slave, if you do not go back obediently... You will come to regret it."

"Which slave was it?" Venom dripped off her tongue as she questioned one of Roarke's men.

"Hotaru... The fox demon." The man pratically stumbled over his words in fear of Amelia's wrath.

Amelia instantly allowed her magic to flow out and sense for the demon, she could sense all living beings in the vicinity, and those that are non-human had a different aura, so it wasn't long before she spotted Hotaru creeping along in the bushes like the weasel he was.

Without saying a word, she instantly sprinted towards the demon, she would use her magic as a last resort to freeze him in place, however she wanted to catch him, to jab him with her half a foot, rounded red rod, the Agiel and cause Hotaru immeasurable pain that would cause him to regret ever attempting to escape.

((And no worries, I'll be back for my snow-leopard >=D ))

Liam only gave a deep, throaty growl in response to Amelia's threats. He would go get back in that dammed cage, of course--he wasn't stupid enough to attempt an escape this early in the game..

Liam allowed himself to be led back down into the dungeon, still in his leopard form. The cage was not quite so cramped and uncomfortable this way..


ooc: Meh.. xD Not sure what to do with him.

((umm is she attacking him or going after him? *just wants to make sure*))

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Hotaru froze in his spot when he heard the door burst open, he looked out at the people before he continued to crawl his way to the door that he wanted to us to get out. He stopped again when he heard the woman speak, he cursed under his breathe, he just wished he had the power to turn into a complete fox at the moment. Sadly that was out of his power range at the moment. It was all because of the stupid ring that they placed at the base of his tail that he couldn’t use his powers, he couldn’t even appear completely human because of it.

Magic, that one word, the feel of her power, just made him intoxicated, it had been so long since the last time he had tasted it. He had a slight drugged look on his face as he just let the magic roll over him, like it was massaging him, he didn’t even lift a hand to scratch at his itchy head. Being a fox demon with out magic is like a demon with out the darkness, it was murder, torture, even better to him it was inhumane.

He blinked a few times before he realized that she was coming towards him, he stared at her for a few more minutes, everything was going in slow motion in his eyes, before he just jumped up and started to run from the door that he was no where close to, have digit-grade feet made it easier for him to run and jump then it did for most people, the sad thing was he had to hide his feet most of the time.

He growled and gave a low curse when he saw that she was still keeping up with him some how, it was sad to know that he might be losing his touch when it came to escaping. Instead of heading to the gate like he planned he instead decided to let her chase him around the garden a few times, just to wear her out before he broke out for good. He didn’t need her to be chasing after him when al he wanted was tog get out of there, get the stupid ring off the base of his tail and go home.

((I'm confused..))

Katie watched as Hotaru went threw one of the doors and the master went out after him. She sighed a little, hoping someday she could get out. . thats when she realized. . she wasn't even chained and she was just sitting on the floor. When everyone was busy going after the boy, she started to crawl on the floor and soon out the door,looking around to see where everyone was. She didn't know her way out.. but she would find it. She stood up, wobbling at first since she hadn't used her legs in awhile and then started up the steps as quick as possible.

Ella's eyes grew wide as the chaos unfolded around her. Was that boy stupid? Did he really think he would get away unscathed? It would be a poor master who hired inept guards that allowed a slave to escape. And this mistress didn't look to be stupid when it came to guards and security. And besides, didn't he know that making a scene was the surest way to get caught?

A slight movement at the corner of her eye caught Ella's attention, and she turned just in time to see another slave girl slip out of her opened cage and slip out the door. As far as Ella could tell, no one had seen this girl go due to the ensuing chaos of the male slave. Against her will, a feeling of hope for this girl rose in Ella's chest; for a split second Ella hoped this girl would make it. But then, frightened, Ella squashed that feeling, burying it deep down. What was she, crazy? If that girl escaped, then they would all surely be punished! Ella opened her mouth, about to call out and raise the alarm that the girl had gone. But she found that she couldn't. She couldn't willfully turn this girl in and enslave her again. Yes, the years of slavery had instilled the instinct of self-preservation in Ella, but she found herself ashamed at what she had almost done.

((Katie, you're still in a a cage xD, your hands may be unshackled, but you're still in a cage lol

@Ameika - I put that last part in so that if in the event I caught you, that would be what happened, I don't like to autohit or make an auto-action unless the person wants it to be so, therefore I give an outlet, however, you can't avoid all my tricks after all, I am Goddess in this RP >=D (though I don't want to underscore anyones abilities, slaves are just normally 'weaker' if you want to put it because how else would masters/mistress' be able to keep order?)))

Amelia quickly grew tired of the fox demon's antics and throwing out her arm, she unleashed a freeze spell that essentially worked how cold weather effected water. It was not an instant effect, however over a relatively short amount of time, the victim would gradually loose ability to move their body and essentially be stuck in place until she removed the spell or had a way to counter it, which few were capable of.

With the freeze spell enacted, she soon caught up to the fleeing demon and shoved her Agiel into his side as she grabbed a fist-full of his hair and yanked his head back towards her which effectively held him in place while her Agiel unleashed it's fury and all its intent as she continued to leave it upon his side. Her will fueling the weapon to give him unendurable pain. She revelled in the sound of the two ribs that were at the direct point of the Agiel pop and break before releasing the Agiel from his side.

Yanking his hair for good measure, she leaned in close behind him, right beside his ear.

"That... was a mistake." Her voice was enough to cause a person a heartattack just from the pure malice that was evident in it.

Originally Posted by Amelia Ivanov

((Mwuahahaha I'm loving the posts Daemon >=D ...I feel really twisted right now o.O but yeah, I left him for you to kind of play a little bit if you wanted too, just wanted to itterate that Roarke does not abuse or disrepect slaves in any way unless they take an action that warrants such reactions, now on to my next precioussss >=D ))

((thanks... I love your posts as well, and ill definately play Roarke for you.))

Jaden was picked up by the large strong man for whom had enjoyed ripping her back to shreds. She clung onto him for almost dear life because of how badly she was hurting. He didnt just pick her up as in stand her up but picked her up bridal style. He carried her over to the bath rooms as gently as possible just so that she wasnt hurting as much any longer.

When they got to the baths, she stripped her clothes off so that he wouldnt have to do it for her. She did it gently and slowly while he got the water ready. She hissed as she did so. When the water was ready as was she, Roarke helped her into the bath where it came up to about half of her body when she sat down in the water and pulled her knees in tightly to her chest.

Roarke started to wash her gently so that she was clean just as the Mistress had commanded. He didnt do anything inappropriately to her while he washed her. She just kept clutching her knees while he cleaned her though she would let him take her leg or even her arm whenever he needed to clean it. He made her lay back in order to clean her front, which she did so obediently. When he was done, he helped her out of the bath and started to take care of the cuts she had on her back and the rest of her body. The whole time he did so it stung like no pain she had ever felt before... well besides Agiel of course. Only this time she didnt scream. She was quiet the whole time.

"I told you, you were going to regret what you had done." He said as he handed her the clothes and helped her put them on. He led her back to her cage where she crawled into the corner, ready to be obedient again whenever the Mistress came along if she did before she came back to her senses on not liking the whole slavery thing. Roarke put shackles from the cage onto her before he left and locked the cage. She just held her legs while she waited for someone to come along and bring her out again.

Roarke left to go talk to the mistress when he was done looking after the girl just as she had asked.

((Sorry..I'm just deeply confused = . = ))

((okay I was just making sure that is what happened lol sorry I am babysitting at the moment so my attention isn‘t completely on this))

Hotaru soon began to slow down, he had no clue what it was that had happen or why he couldn’t move at the moment, he gave a low growl as waited for what she was going to do to him. He didn’t expect to be frozen place like he was at that exact moment. He gave a low hiss when she placed her weapon on his side, he couldn’t move anything, which sucked for him because he just wanted to fight and get away from the woman and her weapon.

There was a sharp unbearable pain in his side, he didn’t mind it at first but then as it got more and more stronger, his ribs broke, he could only give a hiss from the pain, he couldn’t even managed to scream from it. He gave a low growl that a wounded animal would give when she yanked his head back by his hair, his ear would twitched towards her if it could when she spoke beside it. He just looked at her with his hate filled eyes, he would have scratched his head, at that moment, only because not being able to made it itch more then he could bare.

He continued to growl at her, meting her eyes with his own green ones, wanting to show her who really had power, who was really on top but alas they were keeping his powers from him. “What mistake?” he was barely able to ask from between his teeth to the woman in the blood soaked red leather. He would have seriously liked to be able to teach her a lesson and that just because she is a master that a slave couldn’t treat her as a slave should. If only he was able to at least us his powers he would have gotten away from her, he gave another low growl, it was clear that he was in a lot of pain but he was just turning it into anger.

(I didn't know where to put serenity)