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Fantasy Aisha's Slave Manor

Lucille Copeland


His force was rough when he pushed her and she stumbled into the house. It was...different. Than anything she had ever seen. As her new master spoke, her eyes traveled from him to the kitchen he spoke of, and then back at him, finally resting on the floor, "
Yes sir, right away sir." She spoke quietly again, nodding her head a little at him. Quiet and polite is how she believed slaves survived. She was still getting used to that word.


She made her way into the kitchen quickly and opened up the fridge. Her eyes grew wide when she saw a bag of what she assumed was human flesh, from the label. She cringed and sighed,
I guess everyone has their preferences. She sat the bag of meat on the counter and shut the fridge. Opening the cabinet, she scanned trough the spices located in it. She bit her nail, what spices does he..uh..the master..prefer? She walked out of the kitchen and back into the living room where she assumed her...master still was. "Sir?" She called out quietly. Those words would also take time finding their way into her vocabulary naturally.





@Barbas
 
Nerwen Greenleaf
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Room 101


Nerwen looked at the bracelet from where she stood across the room and saw the thin strip of black against the bright yellow. "So you're an illegal slave like me," she said sadly. "And by your smell you are half demon as well. A being of darkness and light I think going by your wings." She tried to think. "You're a Nephalem. My father used to talk about the children of angels and demons though he thought they were only legends. He would have been happy to meet you," she said as a smile crossed her face before it fell and she went quiet, trying not to show any weakness that could be used against her here. @PokemonGirl
 
Taking a seat at a large, worn out table, Bagan shouts out his answer to Lucille's guestion." Just use the spice the inside of a jar with a skull and crossbones picture on it! Though I should warn you not to eat it."


@Lost Valentine
 
Alexandra Smith


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Alexandra didn't wear those kinds of things to bed, unless she was trying to seduce a man, of course. Instead she was wearing a pair of black shorts with white lining and a t-shirt that had the name of a human college. She turned around from her desk, that was in the far corner of her room, she smirked and plucked a tissue paper from a small box on her desk and walked over to Donathan. She noted his lack of clothing, but pretended not to notice. When she was standing to his side she grinned and handed him the tissue. "It's for the drool" she pointed to his lips and walked away towards the kitchen. If he was going to mess with her, she had no problem returning the favor. She hadn't had a chance to eat last night since she was exhausted from not sleeping the night before. Alexandra opened one of the cabinets and pulled out a box of pancake mix, then grabbed a mixing bowl with some water, and began mixing the pancake mix.


Jeremy Lave


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Jeremy sighed silently to himself and slowly turned the cold knob and pushed the door open. He saw Sasha pulling open of the t-shirts he gave him, over his head. He noticed the scars and bruises that covered his skin 'I wonder if it's from his previous masters.' he thought disgustingly. He ignored them so Sasha wouldn't feel uncomfortable. "How are you doing this morning?" he asked with a smile, hopefully he was able to sleep easily. "Do you want to go downtown and pick you up some clothes and other stuff you need?" He didn't want Sasha to feel like a slave with him, just a live in worker. 'Who was Veronica's property...' he thought exasperatedly. Then again, technically he owned Sasha, since he signed and paid for him. Jeremy mentally shaked the thought from his head, he didn't want to think that.





@SachiGrl @Apathetic Empathy
 
Sasha, noticing the look he got from the man, replied " I feel fine, Sir. I understand that your mother had you buy me, so I believe im for her? Correct, Sir?" then replies to the second comment " I do not have a say on if I need things or not, only you can decide." He said. He looked the man up and down, wondering why he treats me like Sasha was as equal as him. He was only to serve, nothing else.


@RefundTheLemons
 
Jeremy Lave


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Jeremy visibly scowled from the mention of his mother, he shaked his head gently "Don't worry about Veronica, she's my problem to deal with, not yours." he said with a genuine smile. Veronica was tear the poor boy apart and he wasn't about to stand by and let her. "And I don't want you to see yourself as a slave with me, you're my equal. So please, call me Jeremy." He almost sounded like he was pleading the second part as he held out a hand to Sasha. Maybe he wouldn't be able to just let him leave, but he wouldn't treat him like dirt.





@Apathetic Empathy
 
Lilith smiled and nodded at Nerwen. Though her unique species was truly a curse. "Nephalem?" Her eyes lit up as she spoke quietly. "My... My species has a name?" Up until then, she had believed that she was the only one of her kind. "I bet your father was a great man, especially if he believed in Nephalems." The smile on Nerwens face was rather comforting. "I'm Lilith, by the way." @eclipsehowls
 
Sasha, looking skeptical at the man, replies by saying " Okay, Jeremy." He extends his arm and shakes his hand, revealing a long, jagged cut down the side of his chest, which was originally covered by the shirt. Sasha, not knowing it was revealed, lets go of Jeremy's hand and says " I guess I need some clothes. But first I need to put this shirt on." He says, politely looking at Jeremy, then to the door.


@RefundTheLemons
 
Nerwen Greenleaf
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Room 101


Nerwen nodded. "I would say it is was nice to meet you Lilith but in a place like this I can't truly say that. Yes your species has a name though I don't know if there are any other Nephalems in existence. My father was a good human. Not like this one that thinks she can 'own' living beings." Nerwen turned her gaze to the door and scowled at it before spitting on the floor in disgust. "I don't think my species has a name as I'm half demon and half elf." She pushed her food tray away from her, not wanting anymore. "There may be other Nephalem out there in hiding," she said. "I can't blame them if they are. Unwanted and outcasts of heaven and hell." She shook her head sadly. "If I could get you and Yuri out of here I would but there's no way for us to leave here on our own." @PokemonGirl
 
Tiro started to whistle as he sat in his chair. If a server came over he asked for coffee, black, with three spoons of sugar. The manor was different since he was last here. He hadn't purchased, but he had a good feeling this time and his need was greater. A Created Devil without a proper familiar was a target for an angel. Right now his stalemate with his recent attacker would keep them at bay, but they would come eventually. He started to softly sing a song of the slaves in old Rome. He was feeling nostalgic for the slave yards of old. For Sarrissa, the slave that took his virginity, for old Koros, the Persian slave that taught him the history of the empire. Now he would be buying a slave not to teach him, but to be taught. He smiled as he sang. There were matters to attend to, but it was peaceful for now.


@SachiGrl
 

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Time of day: Early Morning


Weather: Sunny with some clouds




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Wooowy wow wow wow.... Donathan's eyes went wide as she handed him a napkin. His eyes weren't really on the napkin per se, he was just liking the shorts she was wearing. As she walked right by him to the kitchen, his eyes just followed her. He dabbed on his mouth at his apparent drooling. He followed her to the kitchen. He puffed up his muscular chest and attempted to walk as swaggerlishishly as possible; he hooked his thumbs on the hems of his briefs, exposing a bit of his V cut. "So, uh..." he leaned against the counter, "how are the slaves?" His eyes were simply all over her body. Boy, I use some of her kind in my life... he thought.


 
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Server823 greeted the new guest Tiro as he sat himself in the waiting room along with Hazar, "Hello. Welcome." She lifted the two trays in each of her hands; one tray had different assortments of mojitos and water while the other tray had typical human snacks. She centered herself between Hazar and Tiro and asked them instantaneously, "Refreshments while you wait?"


@Inritz @eclipsehowls
 
Alexandra Smith


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Alexandra answered Donathan's question without turning her attention from the bowl of pancake mix in front of her. "A demonic creature, Bagan, purchased a female human, Lucille, and took her back to a manor in a swamp located on the outskirts of town. A human male, by the name of Jeremy Lave, purchased a neko male, Sasha. They are currently at the Knight Manor." she had remembered the information she gathered this morning immediately after she made her coffee. When she saw the human male walk out of the manor with the neko she had a feeling she saw him before. It was only this morning she realized it was Veronica Knight's son, Jeremy Lave. Alexandra had done a job for Veronica in the past, she didn't like the woman from the minute she met her. She pulled a skillet off a rack and sprayed it with butter. Setting it on the oven, she turned it on and looked over to Donathan as she poured the batter. "Want a couple?" She wasn't going to be rude and not offer him food, as much as he annoyed her.


Jeremy Lave


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Jeremy smiled, happy that Sasha called him by his first name. He let out a chuckle and sarcastically held up his hands as he backed up towards the door. "Alright, alright. I can take a hint." He laughed lightly before stopping at the door frame and put a hand on the door knob "I'll be downstairs in the living room when your're ready." and with that he closed the door. A small smile flashed on his face before walking back down the hallway to the set of stairs that lead to the first floor. He decided to watch the news on the couch as he waited for Sasha. Maybe they would go get breakfast at the new cafe he saw on his way to the manor yesterday.





@SachiGrl @Apathetic Empathy
 
Sasha sighed, thinking he hid the scars. He put on a grey tee, then slid into a black jacket two sizes big, the hood big enough to cover his cat ears. He didn't like showing them to people, so he usually wore a hood over them. He pulled the hood over them, flattened them out as much as possible, and left the room, going to the living room to where Jeremy waited. " I'm ready." Sasha said, standing at the bottom of the stairwell.


@RefundTheLemons The
 
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Nazar Keller


Nazar looked at the other guest as he sat down beside him and took another martini and some different snack foods to tide him over while waiting to examine the products he was interested in. The robots must not know the answers to his earlier question about who built the manor and his other question about if the slaves he was interested in were dangerous at all. That was okay. He would find out in time. Thinking he figured he might be able to look up information on when this house was built if the robots didn't know the answer. Such a lovely human invention, the internet. Hmm...that could be a good marketing tool for the manor as well. Maybe he would suggest that to the owner of this nice home and the different people for sale.


Nerwen Greenleaf
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Room 101


Nerwen drank the water down and reluctantly ate the rest of her food though it churned her stomach. She was used to starvation, it was something that the man she had been with had liked to do to punish her besides hitting her. It was probably the only meal they got here so she may as well eat it. Pushing the empty tray away she sat down where she was in a corner and looked up at the ceiling. They hadn't made any beams. Probably didn't want the slaves hanging themselves. It was probably why they didn't give them forks and knives either. Heck prison would be better than this. She would be caged up but she wouldn't be waiting to be bought.
 

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Time of day: Early Morning


Weather: Sunny with some clouds




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Donathan' quickly returned his attention to Alexandra's eyes when she finally looked at him. "Yeah, yeah..." he began to say as his eyes trailed back down to her wonderfully figured body, "I can eat ANYTHING." He emphasized on the anything, hinting on the innuendo his message gave off. "I can heat things up for ye..." he smoothly walked up to her, now leaning on the stove, "... if ye don't mind." He was in the mood for hot stuff. He utilized the sexual innuendos to pass on his message of wanting her... badly. Subtlety wasn't his style.


@RefundTheLemons
 
Alexandra Smith


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Alexandra turned to her head to look at Donathan, a spatula in her hand. "Actually, could you set the table in front of the coach in the living room? The stuff is over there." she motioned toward the cabinets next to the fridge with her free hand, an innocent smile plastered on her face. "Thank you." Of course she understood what he was saying, but she thought it would be funny to see how he would react to her oblivious comment. He deserved it for suddenly kissing her yesterday, her cheeks heated up slightly at the memory. She walked over to the thermostat and turned the temperature down and walked back to her skillet. She already had two pancakes made that were sitting on a plate on the counter next to the stove.


Jeremy Lave


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Jeremy turned off the television, standing he tossed the control back on the couch. Grabbing his keys, they walked outside and down the driveway to his car. They had a driver that Veronica hired for the family, but Jeremy enjoyed driving, it relaxed him. "I was thinking he could check out this little cafe that just opened for breakfast. How does that sound?" he asked Sasha as he clicked the remote key and opened the passenger door. The drive from the mansion to downtown was only ten minutes max. He turned on the radio, unsure what Sasha liked. "What do you like listening to?" Personally, Jeremy liked anything, plus he wanted to know more about Sasha, they were going to be around each other a bit. "I'll listen to anything." he added, he didn't want this to be a one way street





@SachiGrl @Apathetic Empathy
 
"Listen to?" Sasha asks,climbing into the car. What would he listen to? People talking? What could Jeremy mean by Listen to? " What do I listen to?" He asks again. Hopefully, Jeremy had something new that he never experienced before. He pulled the rough seat belt around and buckled it, sitting next to Jeremy.


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Time of day: Early Morning


Weather: Sunny with some clouds




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Donathan simply stared at her, watching her face carefully. Was that a smile he just caught on her face? Oh... his eyes began to squint... is ye blushin' there? Her words said one thing, but her body language said something else completely. Meh thinks she's likin' meh... he ignored her suggestion in setting up the table and walked up close behind her. "Don't lie," he placed his hands around her arms and presses his well-overheated body against her's, "Ye do want meh to heat things up." He began to kiss at her shoulders, testing his theory.


@RefundTheLemons
 
Tiro The Many Faced


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Tiro sat there and took a water. He mulled over the human snacks and selected a small bag of oreos. "Ahh, gluttony at it's finest." he said with a smile. "Tell me, is this your first or have there been others?" he said to Hazar. He was curious as to who else was buying a slave at this time.


@SachiGrl @eclipsehowls
 
Waking up early in the morning, Bagan uses one of his claws to pick a piece of last night's dinner before getting off of his bed. Once fully awake, Bagan begins plan out his scedule for today while waiting for his new cook to wake up.
 
Alexandra Smith


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Alexandra's face heated up as he, once again, kissed her without warning. She was completely still, the warmth of his body made her blush even worse. What was even worse, was that she liked it a tiny bit. But she wasn't going to allow him to know that. Alexandra elbowed him in the gut, before untangling herself from his arms. "Now you don't get pancakes." she said with a huff as she turned off the stove, placing the spatula on the counter, and grabbed the plate of pancakes, a fork, and syrup before marching into the living room. By the time she sat down on the couch and placed the items on the living room table, her blush had disappeared from her face. She needed to do a better job of masking her feelings, before it blew up in her face again.


Jeremy Lave


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Jeremy glanced over at Sasha in disbelief, had he never used a radio, or knew what it was for. What was the most advance technology he used. Those questions flooded into his mind, but he couldn't just bluntly ask him. "Have you listened to music before?" he asked carefully as he fumbled with the radio. A soft melody filled the car instantly. "This is classical, it's not really my thing, but it can be soothing." he explained. Jeremy couldn't imagine not having listen to music, he couldn't remember a day he didn't listen to it at least once. This only motivated him to show Sasha new, fun things.


@SachiGrl @Apathetic Empathy
 
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Time of day: Morning


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It was time to escort all the slaves out to the Terrance. Gunner3PO, 2GB, and 1FZ opened the doors belonging to all the slaves' rooms. They held their guns out and ensured all slaves were out in the hallway. Once all the slaves were forcefully out of their rooms, Gunner3PO, 2GB, and 1FZ escorted them to the back of the manor where the Terrace was. Finally, all the slaves were "outside." The room was nice and warm in comparison to their air-conditioned rooms. Gunner3PO was in the Terrence among all the slaves, expecting the worst. Gunner2GB was at the the opposite end of the entrance of the Terrence and Gunner1FZ was at the entrance watching each slave carefully.


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Server823 was please Tiro and Hazar utilized the refreshments she prepared, "I'm glad to be of service." She turned and saw as the Gunners and slaves walked by towards the back of the manor. "Would you like to be escorted to the Terrence to watch the slaves interact with one an other?" she knew this would also help them decide while Sir Shade decided upon which slave he wanted.

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They casually walked into the rooms of the slaves cleaning after their meals and trays. The two sister robots worked in synced as they helped each other pass trays, fix beds, and clean spills if there were any.


@Inritz @Aqua
 
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Nazar Keller


The Manor


Nazar looked at Tiro as he spoke to him. "There's someone before us and they seem to be pretty slow and picky," Nazar said. He sipped his second glass of martini before replying to Tiro's second question. "This would be my second slave but my first being purchased from this place," Nazar said. @Inritz "Lovely manor here. I love this type of architecture and gothic style." When Server823 spoke of watching the slaves he downed the martini and set the empty glass on the tray Sever823 was holding. "That sounds lovely to me," Nazar said to Server823 as he stood up. "Pass my compliments to the one who made the martini," he said. @SachiGrl








Nerwen Greenleaf
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Hallway of The Manor/Outside


Nerwen hissed in annoyance as she was forced out of the room and into the hallway but that was the only sound she made. She followed along with the other slaves to an 'outdoor' area which was nothing more than a giant glass room and a wall outside it.
They call this outside? Nerwen ignored everybody and walked towards one of the walls before sitting down in front of it, looking out at the sky. It was blue and the clouds were white yet who knew how long this weather would last. For all the slaves knew, it could end up being a blizzard. Still at least it was warmer here than in the rooms where it seemed like the air conditioner was on twenty-four seven. In truth her body was a bit sore and it wasn't just from sleeping on the floor all night. She had been beaten badly over the past two nights and had plenty of bruises marring her skin that would take a few weeks to heal most likely. But what was a few bruises when she was probably going to be hurt again if she was purchased? Nerwen drew her knees up to her chest and put her chin on her knees as she stared quietly out at the sky and cement wall.


 
Finally Tali was out of her room it felt like forever and finally they were getting her best diet rather than wasting food on her they finally started serving her water with nutrients, which was better for them all and now they were letting them out, well out and into a closed in area but it was a start. She did wonder what exactly they were expected to do now the mistress had always seemed so strict on trying to keep them all in their rooms like toys in their boxes that really Tali was unsure of what exactly to do with all this space. Well she would wait see who all came out, or rather who was left and then maybe try to talk to them it sounded like a good way to use this apparent free time.
 
Sasha Questioned with " Meowsic?" Before covering his mouth, hearing his mistake. "No, iv'e never heard this before." He said, blushing slightly about not knowing of something that Jeremy was apparently quiet comfortable with. "Sorry to disappoint you, Jeremy." Sasha said, looking at the radio.


@RefundTheLemons
 

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