Serephene looked up to see another girl with ears. "Mm," she mumbled. "I'm fine..." She felt a bit more assured at the girl's promise, but she still couldn't push down the feeling of unease that kept poking at her. An ear twitched as another cage was brought in. (Sorry, I was AFK and I didn't get any notifications.)
(Macaroni.... xD I don't blame you. Some people wrote my username as macron. >.<)
"I'm Eloise." She said and a man kicked at a sleeping girl. Eloise flinched and narrowed her green eyes as the man walked away. Her body left cramped and she just took out her sunflower hair tie and looked at the girl. "I would give this to you if I could reach" she said laughing a bit and tried to get her slender hand through the bars ((Well do you like macaroni??? That is the real question here xD ))
Serephene gazed at Eloise, watching her pluck a beautiful sunflower from her hair. She observed her trying to slip hands through the bar. Serephene scooted closer to her own bars and eased her hand through easily, as she was skinny as a person could be, gently taking the sunflower. "Thank you, Eloise," she murmured, thankful for the girl's friendliness. "I'm Serephene," she said.
(Well, it's okay. It's not my favorite food, but I don't hate is. If there's macaroni, why not eat it? xD )
"Wow! What an adorable name for an adorable girl!" She said and pulled her hand back as Serephene took the sunflower. Her smile soon turned into a real one as she looked at Serephene. "Well you have to be the first person to thank me. So, thank you Serephene" she said and some girls were pushed into the small cages and Eloise sighed. "Some people have no class" ((Exactly! I totally agree))
Serephene stared at Eloise. Did she just call her...adorable? "Y-You're very pretty," she stammered, her voice low and barely audible. She twirled the sunflower in her hands, watching its petals glide slightly. She looked up as Eloise watched another girl was pushed into a cage. "I agree," she said in reply.
"Thanks. They could at least give us more room." She said and her long pink hair fell down her back and over her shoulders as she leaned back in her cage. She fixed her bow and wiped the green paint from her cheek. She watched as men came and left dumping girls off then going to bid on the girls outside on stage. ((I'm eating some cake I made X3))
"Twenty Hundred!" Roared out from behind the crowd, dividing it in half as he walked among the men.
There, Luther was seen. He was a tall, muscular frame, staring intently at the small, short haired girl, who later would be known as Oliver. "Shy one." He muttered under his breath with a soft smile. He stared at her for a while, searching more than her body, but her feelings as well. He sensed many things, his arms folded on his chest as his right went up to his lips, his index finger providing a shush motion. He continued to stare, obviously seen he was a demon. But something was, off. His body provided warm skin, opposed to pale from the light. His eyes remained a gold stare, like that of a lion's, rather than a crimson red. He continued to look at the girl, hearing no offers yet as he expected an easy purchase, smiling as he began to straighten his coat, his whip seen coiled behind his back hip, the handle staring towards the girl. (I look older than what I really am, mistaken as eighteen when in reality I'm fifteen.)
"Fifty thousand!" Was a slightly more responsed shout, Luther's head slowly pivoting to the male as the crowd grew quiet from their bids. Thus, emotion was seen on his eyes, greed and anger that his time was even more prolonged due to a simpler minded creation. There, either of their visions faded to black, only showing eachother's figures as Luther spoke into the man's mind.
"Do not mock me, Reaper. For you shal bid no more than eighty thousand, and I shall attain my prize." Was the warning Luther had given the spirit of reaping, their vision returning as he stared back to the man. "FIfty thousand, going once!" Called out the leader.