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The End Has Arrived (1x1 with DarkMudkip)

Jikkah

Jikkah

Cluster
Joined
Jun 3, 2013
Location
U.S.A
Its been fourteen years since Aizen's defeat and everything has suddenly fallen apart. The three plains of existence; The World of the Living, Hueco Mundo, and The Soul Society have collided with each, leaving everything in ruins in a world of desert wasteland as far as the eye can see. The sky has been forever frozen at night, but the sun still remains in the sky, an odd contradiction. The weather is odd, the people are ruthless, and the animals are beyond your wildest nightmares. Whatever few unfortunate souls did live through this catastrophic event have either banded together in guilds or have paired up. Or you're one of the brave few who have decided to travel solo, fighting on your own and surviving on your own wits. It's survival of the fittest in this land, and anything can happen, but will you be able to survive, or will you fall at the hands of the heartless beings who slither around? Humans and others are being trapped and sold as slaves, the entire world is reverting and turning primeval and there are no rules, no laws, nothing from keeping anyone safe but your own blade.
 
Walking under the blistering sun without a single cloud to shield her, Hane Kasumi adjusted her mask to keep the sand out of her mouth; red goggles protecting her eyes from the dust. Despite the grueling heat, Kasumi wore a heavy coat and heavy pants with large boots - all to protect her from the harsh conditions of this new world. Kasumi was a mercenary, drifting from town to town, earning as much money as she could to make it from day to day. She stopped and looked around, trying to remember which way the next town was. "Fuck." She muttered, "Why didn't I grab that fucking map?"
 
The sound of an whinny came in the distance from behind Kasumi, three caged caravans came over the sand hill slowly, being pulled by grotesque looking beasts. "Hurry up you fat cows! We'll be late for the damn auction!" One gruff looking man snapped his whip and the hollow creature moved forward faster, moving around Kasumi. "Get out of the way you dumb broad..!" He grumbled angrily to himself, scowling ahead as they continued on their way to town. A woman in the second caravan watched Kasumi, black eyes locking onto her as they passed, shifting from where she sat in ragged clothes and chains that adorned her wrists and ankles. Slaves. Three whole caravans full of them, someone made an awful big haul and would get a pretty penny.
 
Kasumi scowled softly and flipped off the man who yelled at her. She then realized that they were heading to a nearby town and chased after them, shifting the weight of her sword so she could run faster.
 
It took the caravan almost half the day to reach town, and by then, they buyers for the auction were becoming very impatient. "Hurry up!" The man of te first caravan hissed, unlocking the cage and taking on a chain, leading out a long line of captured men and women to a large wooden platform and the auction began. Each slave was stripped before shoved forward, showing the buyers exactly what they'd be getting. The women were, of course bought off by the 'rich' men looking for something pretty to do to their work for them, others bought men and women for manual labor. Once bought, the human, Shinigami, or Arrancar would be clothed again and given to their new master. "Now the second caravan we have has a slaves of a slightly higher price..!" The auctioneer announced as the next row of slaves was brought out. "Some are stronger or faster than the average slave and were very hard to catch, so please, feel free to throw out some higher prices..~!" He stepped aside as the next onslaught of bidding began. By this time many onlookers had gathered to watched, murmuring softly, but never once trying to stop anything.
 
Kasumi pushed her way through and scowled heavily. This was wrong. Had she not taken up her blade, she would be up there as well. She ground her teeth and merely watched
 
"Ah~" Looke like they got a big haul this time..~!" A small silver haired woman stood behind Kasumi, wearing a fine kimono and adorning many nice pieces of jewelry in her hair. "A shame, well, the ones who don't get bought either end up as hollow food or end up in the brothel, though it isn't all that bad." It seemed she was talking to Kasumi uninvited my and completely openly. She watched as a raven haired woman was led up the steps to the platform, and stripped of her clothes and dignity. "This one is neither Human or Arrancar, but a Shinigami..! She's quiet the looker, wouldn't you agree?" Some of the people chuckled. "She was quite a hard one to catch, and she nearly killed one of my men, using only her legs..!" He was trying hard to sell them all off. "She has very powerful legs, and she is quite fast, so how about we start the bids at thirty thousand yen!" Mao stood on the stage perfectly still, cheeks a soft pink. This was humiliating, and if it wasn't for the poisoned arrow they had shot her with, she wouldn't be here.
 
Kasumi glanced at the petite girl who spoke to her and blinked behind her goggles. Was she even old enough to know such things? She looked so young. A long, slender hand rose from the crowd, "Thirty-five thousand~" Everyone looked back at the tall man with messy silver hair and fox-like grin. Kasumi pushed her goggles to rest on her head, red-brown eyes looking around. "Does the brothel take many of them?" She asked, "Or do they only take the ones that look like they'd be worth a thousand yen or two for a night?"
 
Mao looked up, her stomach dropping at the sight of the former said three captain. The man on stage couldn't believe it, someone had raised the bid. "Thirty-six thousand..!" Someone else rose their hand, one of the slave traders goonies, a tactic commonly practiced to pull in more money. They'd raise the bid higher and higher and stop before the other dropped out. "Oh yeah, every time the slave traders come in we get at least four new girls." She said blandly. "A lot of the girls are mostly eye candy to be flashy, ya know? But almost all of our girls are slaves."
 
"A term we're supposed to use~" She said, laughing softly. "I've been there almost since the beginning, so the other girls are like my little family~ But if you're wondering if I own the place or not," She lifted her Kimono slightly to show her shackled ankles. "No, I only work there, but I know better than to run off." She said, letting her skirt fall again to hide her feet. "Forty-five thousand..!" The man rose his hand again, seeing how high he could go. "Forty-five thousand! Any higher?"
 
"You're pretty young..." Kasumi noted, scowling softly, "How old are you?" Gin smirked more and raised his hand, "Fifty~" He said; he looked like the price didn't even bother him
 
"Two hundred and four." She answered simply. "I'm not as young as I look, but I do bring in a fair amount with my looks." She said. No one else said anything, fifty thousand yen was quite a bit these days and the seller didn't want to risk it. "Fifty thousand..! Any higher?" Silence. Mao chewed the inside of her lip, what did he want a slave for? And why did he want to buy her of all people? "Going once, going twice..! Sold..! To the man in the white robes..!" Mao was escorted off the platform where she was given her clothes again, being led to wait by the collector and be traded off.
 
"And where, exactly, do I go if I were to ask for your company for a night?" Kasumi asked. It was simply curiousity's sake; there was no way she'd be able to afford a prostitute - male or female. Gin seemed to slither over, handing over a small bag before holding out his hand to Mao, "Ohayo~ hope yer ready ta go home~"
 
"Just ask for Vee~" She chirped. "I have to get going though, stop by anytime, maybe we can have a little fun~?" She winked. "Ja ne~!" She said, waving and heading back to he brothel, a good sized building near the edge of town. Mao looked at his hand, but didn't take it, looking from his hand to his face with a scowl, letting him know she wasn't going to touch him, his slave or not.
 
Kasum watched her go and couldn't help but smirk, "Vee, huh?" She muttered under her breath. Gin kept his smirk, "Its ok, Mao-chan~ I won' make ya do nothin' bad~ I did it to protect ya~ promise~ you'll have a home, food and clothes~ I won' ask for nothin' from ya~ ok~?"
 
Mao hesitated before taking his hand, taking a small step forward, the chains around her ankles making soft clanking sounds. "Why'd you buy me?" She asked, her voice a bit crackly from not talking in a while. "We never talked much even before the world went to shit."
 
"I seen too many good Shinigami get sold an' buried in the sand a few weeks later...I didn' want ya ta die like that~" He responded
 
"I guess that could come off as a good answer, but what's the real answer? Their were at least a dozen other Shinigami up there along with me, how come you didn't buy them?" She asked, following him through the streets.
 
Mao looked surprised, but quickly hid it away. "Who else was there?" She asked, trying not to sound to interested.
 
"Hhmm~~" Gin tilted his head in thought, "Rokuban-taichousan~ Juuban-taichousan~ Juusanban-taichousan and Hachiban-taichousan~"
((Byakuya, Toushiro, Ukitake and Kyoraku~))
 
Mao made a soft noise, chewing on her thumbnail. "So where is this little house of yours..?" She tried, looking over at Gin; the cuffs around her ankles were starting to rub painfully against her skin.
 
Mao made a face, looking away. "Let me guess, you just managed to stumble upon a nice little castle?" She muttered sarcastically.
 
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