Taken Away (Angel216 + Zarrin)

[Angel216]

Ilyza stumbled and almost fell as she was pushed onto the stage, and she turned to shoot a fierce glare at her captors. Unlike the rest of her kind she had iron shackles clamped around her wrists, ankles and, of course, an iron collar clamped around her neck that had a chain attached to it for limited head movement. She looked out in the crowd as she wore only a light blue silk night gown and she glared at them as they whistled, her cheeks turning red.

She then heard her captors begin to speak, "This one is a feisty one, in need of breaking and training, I wish luck to anyone who gets her, but boy oh boy she is a beauty. The starting bid is 20 dollars." They said as they shoved her to the front of the stage.

She once again stumbled and tried to turn her head to shoot them another glare but the short chain wouldn't allow for it. She gritted her teeth as she looked back at the bidders. Wisps of wavy red hair hung down in her face as her pale, ivory skin seem to glow in the afternoon light. Her piercing blue eyes burned with such a fierocity that if they could kill they would and the nightgown clung to her curves as she was clammy with cold sweat.

She then caught a movement at the edge of the crowd and she squinted her eyes as she focused them on the spot. Then as she saw the man from five years ago, her eyes widened in fear and, partially, in anger. She wanted to tear him alive, but the shackles wouldn't allow for it as she focused her gaze on him, glaring all the while, her cold eyes trying to scrutinize his reaction as she watched him, tuning out the other bidders as they called out higher and higher numbers.

"25 dollars." One man called as another called out, "30 dollars." However, Ilyza just barely heard them as she looked at the man, and she felt her heart drop in dread as she kept looking at him. She just somehow had the feeling that he was going to bid and that he was going to win. She tried to shake her head, and only a slight movement was allowed as she tried to deny, but, even with the iron collar, elves still had a deadly sense of forebearing and of sensing the future, though they could not see the direct future. She trembled and shivered again, but she kept her fierce glare up, showing that she wasn't afraid of him.

 

[zarrin]

Walking threw the throngs of the town making small talk with a few that he knew as he worked his way to the markets upon the edge of the town.. His friend had told him to be sure to look at the stage this day. The beast that he had been thinking about was finally found. Though to he honest he though his leg was being pulled, Though he figured may as well get out and about... the day is to hot to sit in the manor did not sit well.

He gave a soft smile So it was true He though to him self as the crowd slowly flowed around him. Looking from the back of the mob of people at the market then at the little slip of a girl. He felt a small smile cross his lips. Looking at the throng before slowly working his way towards the stage with the odd pardon me.. excuse me leaving his lips. hearing the Bids slowly start to clime as he reached the foot of the stage. Letting his eyes try to seek her's for but a moment before turning a way looking out to the crowd hearing the numbers climb.

"40" He calls' out a moment latter making a point of not looking at the animal upon the stage waiting before calling out "50" a few moments later at hearing someone call 43. Looking back up letting his hand slowly reach up rubbing his chin feeling a little of the dirt wipe off. Thinking to him self that he should of cleaned up a little... "I remember you." he mouths softly to the girl before turning his ears back the the crowd as the smell of unwashed flesh fill's his nose.

 

[Angel216]

Ilyza tried to.back up as she saw him making his way to the stage. She felt strong hands grip her to stop her and she felt the shackles tighten around her ankles. She let out a low grumble as she tried to tilt her head and bite at the hands, but the chain stopped her head and she looked back up, gritting her teeth.

She saw him mouth the sentence and it sent a sharp shiver down her spine as she had thought he wouldn't have remembered her. She was pushed slowly to the front if the stage as she tried to dig in her heels. She heard him call out 50 and she gasped as she once again stood just a mere foot from the edge of the stage.

Her eyes turned towards the crowd as she heard, "going once." Then a man spoke up and said, "56." She sighed a bit on relief as she looked back towards the man, seeing him rub at his chin. She still had the fierce mask on, though she trembled.

 

[zarrin]

Looking back over hearing the 56 called out, giving a bit of a grumble looking back up, knowing it was more then he normal would play for a slave... but.. "58." He called out a few moments later with a small smile looking back up to the girl. Seeing a small tremble seem to run threw her body he could not help but smile. She may have been cold or he saw more then he though but he still gave a small smile that slowly spread over his lips

Hearing the man call out 59 he could not help but smile thinking voice in the crowd was getting low. Waiting a few moments to see if any other bid's other then that mans came fourth me give a soft smile. "62" He said after a few more moments letting his hands go down to his belt curling his fingers hind them almost rocking on his heals letting his eye's travel up and down the woman's body making no move waiting to see if his bid is called.

 

[Angel216]

Ilyza swallowed a bit hard hearing the men bid on her, she heard the man call out 62. She then heard silence through the crowd and then she heard the captors call out, "going once." Ilyza swallowed as she looked out to the crowd, a bit in fear, hoping someone else would bid on her, but it was silent once again. They called, "going twice." Ilyza's fierce mask slipped into one of fear and dread as she looked out into the crowd again desperately. Then they said sold and clipped a chain to the front of her collar as they led her off stage and brought up another elf. Her eyes widen and she tried to struggle and pull away but they tugged her over to him and handed him the chain, holding out a hand for the money, "Good luck with her, she put up quite a fight, but anyway where is our money?" They demanded as ilyza tried yo struggle and pull away.

 

[zarrin]

Looking at the girl pulling at the leash. "Stop that woman it would be very unwise.. not to calm down." I say pulling out a small money pouch counting some coin's out before passing the handful to the guards. "do you happen to have a hood handy.. that I could acquire? or even and old dirty sack for her head." I say after a moment. With a grin crossing my lips as a moment later a guard put a leather sack over her head.

Giving the leach a harsh pull I smile taking a step before jerking the leash again trying to get you into the semblance of a blind shuffle slowly working my way to a cart about 400 yards a way across the crowded square, not looking back or stopping the odd person that groped or fondled you as we made are way.

 

[Angel216]

Ilyza gasped a bit and pressed her lips together, stubbornly. She saw a man hand him the keys to her shackles and explained that if he ever needed or wanted to take them off he could. She heard him say that and her eyes widen as she struggled, trying hard to get away. Then the next thing she saw was just a black inside to a leather cloth as it was slipped over her head. She felt a sharp jerk and stumbled forward as she shuffled forward blindly and. Then she felt men's hands groping at her as she jolted a cried out. She sighed a few minutes later when it stopped as she could sense she was by his cart, though she couldn't see as she shifted her weight and tried to look around but still unable to see.

 

[zarrin]

"well now young lady." I say trying to make my tone sound as formal as I could letting my eye's drift down to your bare feet, "Do you want to walk.. or do you want to ride in a cart?" I say with a grin upon my lip's watching you letting my free hand wipe a little sweat from my brow, as I hooked the leash onto the back of the cart before knotting it off. Looking back at you for a few moments waiting for your answer letting my eye's travel your form. "Do you have a name?" I ask after a moment standing to your right, before walking to the side of the cart before taking a drink from a water flask. Trying to break the heat from the sweltering day, with out having much luck before dumping a little more water down my back.

 

[Angel216]

Ilyza swallowed hard as she heard him, also feeling the warmth of the day as she spoke for the first time. "My name's Ilyza and I'd like to ride in the cart, S-Sir." She wasn't accustomed to the term, but she knew if she said it, it would add a good measure to hopefully riding in the cart rather than shuffling behind it. She trembled slightly, her lips parted slightly behind the Hood over her head as she heard water dripping and she tried to look around for the source of the sound. She longed for a drink of water and to at.least be able to move her wrists and ankles. She gritted her teeth as she begin to wriggle her wrists and ankles trying to wriggle out of the shackles, but they were skin tight on her and so she stopped knowing she wasn't going to get out of them.