Post by inferno on Sept 13, 2009 22:34:36 GMT -5
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is at One of the Tables in the Fair ¤»
says to Everyone: -she came to awakeness by the warmth of the fires… startling herself and she glanced around a moment…. Those dark eyes lingering off to where she saw some people yesterday and then around her and back along the perimeter… yeah.. she may have been overly cautious… but she wasn’t a fool either and didn’t just rush into things… she sat herself back up… brushing her hair back over her shoulders… she worked free any tangles in the wild curls with her fingers and then dug into her pack …. Rooting around within its depths until she found one of the last bits of fruits she had…. She nibbled on it… again flicking any bad parts to the flames to hear them hiss …. She uncorked her bota…. Swallowing the water that was within as she frowned softly noting that the water was just about gone too…. This was a bad omen and she would have to resort to forage off in the boothes and and find a source of water soon-
(09/13/09-[20:23:41] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to Everyone: -my pack was nearly empty other then that pouch I still had with the various discs in it that she had seen people in the past days trading them for items… so she had already figured out they were a method of bartering for things…. I shoved the nearly empty bota in my pack as well and slipped to my feet… slipping the strap of the pack over my one shoulder as I made me way away from the fires to see perhaps what I might be able to find… my mass of wild curls spiralingdown around me as I paused to cinch up the leathers I had found myself.. tying the waist rope tighter again so they wouldn’t fall off… it wasn’t that she needed or even wanted clothing, but within clothing came a anonimaity that would allow her to move a bit more free’er then had she stayed in the nude. Another glance back at the fire and she made her way back off towards the makeshift boothes and those not yet up and going from the last merchant gathering so see what she might be able to forage within the fray there-
(09/13/09-[20:41:36] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to Everyone: -she made her way up the paths…. Tugging to straighten out the tunic she was also wearing…. She indeed looked like a very poor peasant… a too large tunic…. The leather britches far to o big…. I still didn’t have any shoes on but the pants were so long it nearly hide my feet anyway…. And I still didn’t know what I was going to do or where I was going to go…. For now the first item in my list to get done was simply finding more staples to eat and drink…. I made my way along the pathway… heading for the boothes there were present… nibbling nervously on my lip a moment seeing someone in the distance and I slide further into the shadows… I wasn’t taking anything for chance… as yet she hadnt seen even a familiar resemblence to anyone that was in the house with her or the guards, granted most of them had been slain but somehow I had convinced myself there had to be someone left alive… right?-
(09/13/09-[20:54:47] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to Everyone: -I really wasn’t suffering any delusions, I knew it was only a matter of time before she would catch the eye of someone that would look past her disguise.. but until that happened she was more then willing to conceal herself well under the guise of a peasant or just a really poor woman down on her luck … and the world was a strange place… she might just pull it off and do well at it… of course she had made sure to continue to avoid people rather consistently… why should she risk exposing herself to anyone, she tried to hide the fear that ate at her… but truth be told she had been so sheltered in the house, on purpose, that she really didn’t have any true street smarts other then her uncanny nack of reading into situations and her will of survival.-
(09/13/09-[21:15:17] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Vendor Booths ±•
«¤ Is at the Clothing Booth to Look or Place Order ¤»
says to Everyone: -I shook my head… I just wasn’t going to think about the house and the raid on the road and the screams of the women and men any longer, I knew it was a miracle I had stayed hidden and to maintain my anonymity I would have to remain on my toes and not let anything slip… I gave a toss of my head and made my way to where the varoius few boothes had been set up…. Even in clothes that didn’t fit… I lifted my chin in that defient jut… the intensity and dangerous flashing on my cobalt onyx eyes silenced any questions from those timidily remaining behind after the market had closed.. oh yeah… I looked like I had a purpose … and .. in truth I did… I needed food and water and I had to find a way to live.. afterall I knew the pretty discs I had wouldn’t last long… I had watched as I saw numerous discs passed between hands for even the most simpliest of items… I looked along a row of miscellanious items on a counter… evesdropping on the bartering… I had never heard bartering or sales before so I found it rather fascinating and inwardly I smiled at the simplicity of the manner… but I did notice the discs had different names according to the colors of them… and my brow furrowed softly… I had no idea of how many of which color discs that I had… and I wasn’t about to forage into my pack and bring them out to check… perhaps this would take a bit more thought…. I shook my head at the one vendor and moved off down the aisle, my mind whirling in attempt to figure things out-
(09/13/09-[21:44:57] ) .:-:.
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•± Vendor Booths ±•
«¤ Is at the Clothing Booth to Look or Place Order ¤»
says to Everyone: -this was going to take some thought…. She moved further away from the one vendor there and leaned back upon a post for a moment… close enough to listen and observe.. but far enough out of the way and in the shadows that she could decipher what was being discussed and note the color disc the man was trying to barter with…. She was a highly intuitive girl… and intelligent as well so it wouldn’t take her long to at least get some comprehension of the discs tiers of which was worth more then the others and so forth… a guard from some wench.. err.. lady passed and gave her a curuios look… then glanced back at her over his shoulder… couldn’t help but feel that twinge of fire course through me… my cobalt onyx gaze brazenly locked into His… her eyes flashing dangerously and he turned back around and continued on with his charge…. She gave a slight sigh of relief then… granted… he was only a guard.. but maybe she seemed a bit to conspcious just standing here…. So she shifted her pack.. taking out her bota and took a small swallow… holding it in one hand to her side now … trying to appear like it was perfectly normal for her to stand here while she wet her throat… once the guard had gone out of site… she turned her attention back to the merchant and the man with the discs he was bartering with=-
(09/13/09-[21:56:46] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to Enter Name Here: -well this was going no where fast…. She couldn’t make heads nor tails out of the stupid colored discs the man was bartering with so she pushed from the post she was leaning upon and made her way back away from oen of the few boothes that was still erected….. she gave her pants a tug to yank them back up as she slung the bota back over her shoulder…. She head the one guard earlier mention the lake and well.. lakes meant water.. and she wouldn’t have to pay for that…. She headed off down thepathway once more in search of the lake to ponder things.. get some wate.r. and maybe try to figure out just which of what color discs she had in that pouch of hers-
(09/13/09-[22:27:15] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d'a.n.g.e | : -she was glad the darkness was starting to come again… but it was stil many hours off and there was someone already starting to light the torches along the pathway…. She paused then…. Seeing a girl that looked like many that used to live in the house where she did… but not the same.. this one was breathtaking to be sure…. She paused… stepping a little off the pathway then …. Granted in my present state of dress the wench would probably just think she was like one of those pristine lady twits that walked about with a army of guards… but then… not many of those types looked quite like she did in her mans leathers and tunic that hung off her more then clung to her…. She watched with that feral gaze for a moment… pondering… a slave… thinking she was a free… might very well assist her if she thought she was being tested or somehting… her lips twitched in her concentration of this plot for a moment… studing the way the girl walked to assess weather this might work or not-
(09/13/09-[22:32:40] ) | j.o.i.e . d'a.n.g.e |
|P.o.r.t.i.a |
| Property of Adorjan |
•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -Darkness had come swiftly as lashes lifted. Pausing within the Fair she took in as the shadows moved over the ground before shivering slightly, her arms wound about her frame, hugging her in a self hung as her hands slid under arms to keep warm. Bared feet carried her lightly over the path until she felt the slight shiver down her spine, and the fine hairs at the nape of her neck rise. She was used to being watched and with a light shrug, she stopped and glanced over her right shoulder, azure gaze sparkled lightly before turning back to the way she was headed. She’d not seen anything, but she had glimpsed a slight form, it was more than likely a she urt, or worse. Shaking her head quietly, she tilted her head forward and continued onward, wondering if she-urts ever came this way for Port Kar, and with a light laugh that bubbled freely. Tugging at the black leathers at her waist, she tugged them further to her hips and continued on, perhaps to entice whatever was within the Shadows to come out.-
(09/13/09-[22:37:42] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d'a.n.g.e | : -she furrowed her brow as she watched the lil hussy glance over at her then seem to wiggle at the leather bit she was wearing at her waist…. She hrmphed softly… she would much prefer the hussies leather outfit then her own… but …. She shook her head… putting that instant thought out of her mind… it wasn’t like she could steal the wenches clothing….. could she?.. well.. no.. probably not… but she moved up along the path now… tracking the girl and before she could venture too close to the boothes she let out a sharp whistle to get her attention and then spoke softly-
hey hussy… comere fer a ehn
it wasn’t a question… but it didn’t sound too much like a command either as she watched to see if the hussy obeyed or ignored her and went on… if the girl didn’t respond… she wasn’t all that certain of what she might do…. Her plan sounded flawless in her mind to figure out the coins… she just needed that wench to be able to help her
(09/13/09-[22:49:58] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
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| Property of Adorjan |
•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -She was still stepping over the path thoughtfully, before she heard the whistle. It drew her up short, and she paused there, her left foot sliding out slightly before she crossed slender ankles, to turn luscious form around to face the opposite direction now. Kohl lashes swept upward as she glanced to you, the light blue of her eyes seemed to shiver gently within their swirling depths before she took a step closer to you. Being called over by someone who looked liked they’d spent the night rolling with the tarsks, she gave a light shiver that ran through her before she stepped closer, pausing a few feet away, enough that she could turn, scream and run all at once gave her some semblance of safety. As well there were numerous guards posted about the Fair even in an off season.-
”yes? .. Can I help you?”
-She had severe doubts that any Free would leave their cabin looking like that and all she thought of was you were a runaway and perhaps she’d be given words of pleasure if she turned you in, though she wasn’t cold hearted and lashes swept over you from the top of your head to your feet as she waited. Yet still poised to take flight.-
(09/13/09-[22:56:49] ) .:-:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : -her own intense onxy gaze watched your hesitation for a moment… the subtle look of dismay at her own appearance andshe glanced down to what she had on and then back to you and frowned…. Hell she survived a raid ….. and managed to survive the last few hands … alone thankyouverymuch… and sure she looked like she stepped up to borrow some torvies clothes cuz she was a slip of a thing at 5 foot tall at her most regal stance… but now she kinda slumped a bit so yeah she probably did appear rather…………dismal…. But… that was alright with her… cuz well it kept the guards from saying much to her and avoiding her to be honest…. Ruby lips twitched into a slight smile and she crouched.. lowering her pack to the ground before her and rummaged in it… pulling forth a single pouch that clinked softly… yeah.. it was filled with coins from what she found in the remains of the raid … but she didn’t open the pouch yet…. She glanced to you then… assessing weather you would help her or not and spoke softly -
no no… c’mere hussy… just wanna get yer help on something… aint gunna hurtcha or anything
she could tell you were poised to flee…. And she needed you to help her and not run off…. She wasn’t used to asking for help in all seroiusness and she gavethe bag a shake…. Her eyes never leaving Yours as she spoke in that almost hypnotic whisper once more
please?.. iffn’ ya help me will give ya one of these in here
-she nodded and shook the pouch again to indicate what she meant-
(09/13/09-[23:02:14] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
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| Property of Adorjan |
•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -Ceruleans watched you closely, she hadn’t gotten far on looks alone, and she felt something of pity yet more for you as she shifted against the bared soles of her feet. The lush sweep of her hand moved to her shoulder, before flicking back sable strands as she took one step closer than paused. She wasn’t entirely sure of how you became so .. dismal.. looking and with a light frown she flickered her gaze over the overly sized clothing you wore, and then lingered over your neck briefly. She hadn’t spent time outside of a collar and her own hand slid to the scarlet enameled steel about her throat before she shook her head slowly. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to help and she mused quietly as you began to rummage through the pack, and she took two steps back again, not knowing what would come out and the soft breathless sigh escaped as you drew out a pouch that clinked much like a coin pouch. Now worry etched over her face before she stepped closer.-
”You shouldn’t have that … but .. what is it do you need?”
-She coulnd’t tell what you wanted, and she was sure with the coins you were fed well, yet she didn’t know why you didn’t go buy new clothes, then she smiled, for her it was an unusual occasion for a smile to wrought over her lips, before with a light murmur she stayed where she was, her own hand held coins still heating up within her left palm.-
(09/13/09-[23:07:48] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : she frowned looking to the pouch then to you hearing that she shouldn’t have the pouch … her dark eyes seemed to flash a moment in frustration or dangerous anger… who knew…. But in truth she was just more concerned that she be caught with something she shouldn’t have… she shoved it semi back into the pack in case a guard or something came closer…. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea…. But the wench was all I had to assist me and damn it if I didn’t have to find a way to get the girl to help me in this…. I took a slow breath.. forcing the panic from my voice and softly spoke-
should.. shouldn’t.. just aint a difference really… its mine… I found it… that all that really matters aye?... I need help ta figure out what the discs are and seen people usin them ta get things like food and stuff… ya gunna help me or run off ta play with the merchants?..
the words kinda came out in a rush.. but she was feeling a bit desperate at this point… she turned her gaze back up and leveled it at you… watching you silently to see what you would do-
(09/13/09-[23:23:07] ) .:-:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : --she had been taught many things… but not coinage.. and not how to read or write…. It was how she was bred to be…. And frankly the fact she was now alone and unamrked or collared was pretty shocking turn of events… but she wasn’t going to be forthcoming about that…. She opened the pouch and let you look into it… it was the pouch of one of the slavers that had been killed in the raid.. and there were a couple gold… 4 silver.. and about a dozen or so copper ones all mixed up within the pouch…. She hadnt a clue they were really worth anything… but she heard you about the food and then possible clothing and a smile brushed across exotic yet delicate features as she rose to her feet and nodded…. Things were slowly turning around…. Maybe she actually did right in callin gyou over…. I moved along with you… giving a hike to my leather pants once more as I slung the pack back over my shoulder…. In all truth she was a breathingly spellbinding woman even if she was concealing this all under all the heavy far too big leathers she was wearing…. She spoke to you softly then in that hypnotic tone she had-
whats yer name?.. at the house I was called inferno
of course she just assumed you would know what she meant by the house… but in her small sheltered part of her growing up she had been totally sheltered and kept from public eyes and what was out beyond the house
(09/13/09-[23:34:53] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -As she waited on the pouch, she’d made a mental note of the amount of coins you held within the pouch, there was more than enough to buy food, drink and some clothes, with a lot left over. She knew how to haggle with the booths and as you came up to follow, she watched as you moved. You had training in something she was sure, and as you hiked up the pants, she frowned. Perhaps clean clothing would be better and it would allow her to purchase leathers for herself since the ones she wore were too tight, and rather inappropriate for Kassar, the weather was too hot, and she sometimes felt smothered within the clothes, she was used to silks and the Cities. Giving a slight shrug of her shoulders as you caught up to her, she waited for you to move along whilst she navigated the paths toward another booth, this one had silver in its flag and she paused. Glancing over the items there she began to move forward, fingertips trailing the leather vests, the red cords looked so bright amongst the settings of black vest and such. Then with a light tug she withdrew two of them from the shelf and placed them to the side, and then with a cant of her head, she glanced at the narrow strips of black leather. She figured that the Merchant would know how to work these out and she gave a slight shrug tugging two free. Then glancing to you she smiled.-
”I’m named Portia .. and my Owner is in Kassar at the moment, so I have to get myself some new clothing, and we might as well get you some at the same time ..”
-She generally didn’t befriend slaves, she hadn’t had good experiences in that department, and with a cant of her head she took up two pieces of cloth. It would be called the Curla and she laughed softly before turning to you. She did know what house meant, she’d been bred into one and she gave you a smile, she didn’t think she’d know you after today, and perhaps this small bit of experience for you would be happy and a good memory.-
(09/13/09-[23:42:23] ) .:-:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : -she hurried up after you… almost tripping over the too long pantlegs of the leathers she was wearing… her wild mane of wild curls spilling and spiraling around her and she stayed right in pace with you…. Yeah the leathers definitely concealed much about her… but there was a natural stalking presence about her… a way she moved that was unlike most others… almost a etherial provacation of lust and temptation just ot attempt to be near her…. She seemed oblivious of that fact though and never even noticed a guard that had taken notice of you and her walking and went smack into a post with a THUD…. Great… she knew your name.. and where you were from… but… she hadnt a clue what kassar was… she had been sheltered within the house… like those exotics from the gardens.. the difference was she was trained up to be rather wild and knew of men… yet that didn’t seem to distill any realization of any effect she might have on them… even in her state she had a defient air about her and she saw what you were picking out… nibbling her lip… and started tugging out the same things you were… although.. it would be much harder to conceal herse.f… she paused.. her hand on a chatka for a moment.. then glanced to you… -
hrmmm.. maybe these not the best for me ta wear here huh?..
she wanted to stay safe… she was afraid the raiders may have tracked her or somehow had figured out they had missed one…. An in that simple yet brief statement… came the admittance that she was indeed in hiding from something or someone… but you could see her neck didn’t even have a tan line from a collar…. In fact she had never been put in one before.. -
(09/14/09-[00:00:20] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
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| Property of Adorjan |
•± Vendor Booths ±•
«¤ Is at the Clothing Booth to Look or Place Order ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -She ignored the thudding sound and she hoped you were okay, though as she moved around the booth, she paused as she watched you take the same things out as she had. It gave her a chance to study you, you seemed exotic, with dark eyes and hair, and as she paused, she shifted slightly watching you more, the way you moved with a sensual ease, though you seemed a bit out of it. Very much out of depth here, and she was curious as to why you were here, and what would happen after today, then as she spoke to the Vendor, she explained that she was looking for clothing and these pieces would work very well. Two Kalmaks were added to her pile, and then as the merchant turned to you, His hand made a motion for you to strip and she gave you a soft smile in reassurance, before she stopped.-
”No you can pick anything that fits, and I will tell you what coins to give him.”
-She figured then that you were a runaway and it put her in a quandary, as she could tell the Guards you were a runaway, and or you were a Free playing slave, she wasn’t entirely sure, though as you moved she did notice your neck, without a tan mark or anything on it and she stepped back slightly. Then as she glanced around, she moved over to another shelf and took down the cloak that was there. As she held it up, the hood hung down it’s back and she passed it to you before she began to unwind the leathers tie at her hips, shrugging the pants down until they fell to her ankles. Her legs were slim, tanned, though muscular in all the right places. And giving you a smile she took up one of the cords and wound it about her waist thoughtfully. Her lashes hung over her cheeks as fingers moved deftly with the second piece of clothing she took. The black leather folded in half, and she slid it under the leather cord, and turned trying to look over her shoulder to her ass before she looked at you wanting an opinion.-
(09/14/09-[00:11:42] ) .:-:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : -she pretty much simply watched you then took in with her eyes te things you had picked out…. She had been used to the slavers that had been allowed close enough to train and work with her and at the motion to strip she slipped her pack from her shoulde.r… dropping the bota next to it she was carrying and she paused then hearing what you said that she didn’t need to have the same clothes you did…. She hrmed softly… looking around… and seeing the cloak you handed to her she took it in one hand and the merchant chuckled…. Speaking that those leathers are what he had at this moment…. She narrowed her gaze at him.. but … you seemed perfectly comfortable with it… and she laid the cloak to the side and easily untied the rope about her waist holding the pants.. the literally spilled down to her ankles and she stepped out of them.. kicking them under the vendors booth for lack of other place to put them… and she lifted the tunic off her as well… she definitely wasn’t a shy thing… but then someone of her breeding wouldn’t have been… she shrugged the kalmak vest upon her… then took it off and picked another one… this one fit her perfectly and she tied the front of it securely so her full rounded breasts wouldn’t spill out… then she mimiced you with the red cord about her waist and the bit of leather that looped it down and through and up out the back to loop around the cord once more… she then took the cloak and slipped it on… securely the ties in the front and it concealed her slave attire and she had to admit she was far more comfortable…. She then actually handed you the pouch… letting you deal with the money and yet she watched everything you did… she may be on the verge of wild.. but she was obviously highly intelligent… she nodded seeing you and you looked stunning… she then smiled again.. the smile lighting up her features as she did so.. -
you are quite pretty hussy… yes… a very pretty hussy…
and she wasn’t saying that to tease or in jest… it was obvious that from her that was a huge compliment… yeah.. she had been the pride of the house with her exotic breeding and looks… so for her to compliment another wench was a rare occasion.. but .. you were helping her… so she didn’t feel threatened by you at this time-
(09/14/09-[00:21:59] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
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•± Vendor Booths ±•
«¤ Is at the Clothing Booth to Look or Place Order ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -She was still looking over at you and she paused in dressing herself to watch, she wasn’t doing it because it was perverse or anything, more of an act of appreciation. She was a trained Ladies slave, and she was content and comfortable to help dress you, as she’d done the same for her Owner and the chain she was on. Or had been on, she sighed quietly, her life now was completely different to what it had been, for a while she’d lived in Ar, and then moved as her Owner travelled, she’d been trained to heal and be able to make and apply salves, stitch wounds and generally other slave duties, though as she watched you she bit gently on the plump lower lip. You dressed swiftly, but your figure was stunning, as if you hadn’t seen or been touched by Men, there was something in the way you moved, that marked that for her. She glanced back to the merchant before she took the vest from her. The kalmak then was pulled on and the ties in the front tied, firm breasts held high strained against the leather and she tugged gently, ensuring the perfected mounds didn’t get squashed and then as she rolled her shoulders back she waited for you to be finished. Her feet still bared as she glanced over you. You were shorter then she was, and she only stood at 5’4” high, and she gave a nod. It seemed to fit your curves well, and she knew you were a runaway though she wasn’t going to ask.-
”Thank you .. they fit well upon you … “
-taking the pouch from you, she moved to the Man, and settled quietly with her hip to the counter, lashes low as she gave over the coins she’d taken for herself. The clothing fitted nicely on her and she felt more at home in them now that they fitted so well, though her ass bare she was still trying to hide that, yet the sable locks of mane hung to the curves just under her butt. A covering of some sort, before she motioned to you and then asked the Man how much, he named 2 silver and 3 copper in total and she opened the pouch you’d given her, and as she took out the two silver, she showed them to you, letting you know that’s the silver, and handed it to him, before she removed three coppers, she repeated the motion before handing it to him. Giving him a smile, she bent down to gather the old clothing both you and she had, before giving it to him to dispose of. Then with a light pat to your shoulder she motioned you outside and paused.-
”You must be hungry, let’s see if we can get you something to eat.”
(09/14/09-[00:29:39] ) .:-:.
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«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : -yeah.. .she definitely wasn’t shy even though she hadnt actually been opened… she had this natural comfortablenss about her form and she pulled her wild mane of curls free and let them spill down over the hood of the cloak and down her back… she smiled hearing what you said… a compliment… and those rich onyx eyes glimmered in delight… she was afterall… a wench of the highest regard and she craved compliments regardless of who they came from…. She watched then as the bartering began…. Hearing silvers and coppers… she noted the silvers and gave a slight nod to show you she understood… then the coppers…. She gave another nod…. Picking up her pack and her bota.. she slung them over her shoulder and She spun on her toes with you and prowled out of the booth.. leaning into you and whispering softly -
He was sorta a orney cuss wasn’t he portia?..
she seemed to have gotten a lighter step in her movements.. no longer hindered by the oversized leathers she had been in and well … being as intelligent as she was she wouldn’t need to be told twice about the silver and coppers… but she still wasn’t sure of their worth…. She moved with a stalking grace matching Your footfalls though she only stood 5 foot tall…. And nodded
I havent eaten much lately.. and .. well.. the raiders..
she frowned then and shook her head.. cutting her words off in a instance not wanting to reveal too much
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is at One of the Tables in the Fair ¤»
says to Everyone: -she came to awakeness by the warmth of the fires… startling herself and she glanced around a moment…. Those dark eyes lingering off to where she saw some people yesterday and then around her and back along the perimeter… yeah.. she may have been overly cautious… but she wasn’t a fool either and didn’t just rush into things… she sat herself back up… brushing her hair back over her shoulders… she worked free any tangles in the wild curls with her fingers and then dug into her pack …. Rooting around within its depths until she found one of the last bits of fruits she had…. She nibbled on it… again flicking any bad parts to the flames to hear them hiss …. She uncorked her bota…. Swallowing the water that was within as she frowned softly noting that the water was just about gone too…. This was a bad omen and she would have to resort to forage off in the boothes and and find a source of water soon-
(09/13/09-[20:23:41] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to Everyone: -my pack was nearly empty other then that pouch I still had with the various discs in it that she had seen people in the past days trading them for items… so she had already figured out they were a method of bartering for things…. I shoved the nearly empty bota in my pack as well and slipped to my feet… slipping the strap of the pack over my one shoulder as I made me way away from the fires to see perhaps what I might be able to find… my mass of wild curls spiralingdown around me as I paused to cinch up the leathers I had found myself.. tying the waist rope tighter again so they wouldn’t fall off… it wasn’t that she needed or even wanted clothing, but within clothing came a anonimaity that would allow her to move a bit more free’er then had she stayed in the nude. Another glance back at the fire and she made her way back off towards the makeshift boothes and those not yet up and going from the last merchant gathering so see what she might be able to forage within the fray there-
(09/13/09-[20:41:36] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to Everyone: -she made her way up the paths…. Tugging to straighten out the tunic she was also wearing…. She indeed looked like a very poor peasant… a too large tunic…. The leather britches far to o big…. I still didn’t have any shoes on but the pants were so long it nearly hide my feet anyway…. And I still didn’t know what I was going to do or where I was going to go…. For now the first item in my list to get done was simply finding more staples to eat and drink…. I made my way along the pathway… heading for the boothes there were present… nibbling nervously on my lip a moment seeing someone in the distance and I slide further into the shadows… I wasn’t taking anything for chance… as yet she hadnt seen even a familiar resemblence to anyone that was in the house with her or the guards, granted most of them had been slain but somehow I had convinced myself there had to be someone left alive… right?-
(09/13/09-[20:54:47] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to Everyone: -I really wasn’t suffering any delusions, I knew it was only a matter of time before she would catch the eye of someone that would look past her disguise.. but until that happened she was more then willing to conceal herself well under the guise of a peasant or just a really poor woman down on her luck … and the world was a strange place… she might just pull it off and do well at it… of course she had made sure to continue to avoid people rather consistently… why should she risk exposing herself to anyone, she tried to hide the fear that ate at her… but truth be told she had been so sheltered in the house, on purpose, that she really didn’t have any true street smarts other then her uncanny nack of reading into situations and her will of survival.-
(09/13/09-[21:15:17] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Vendor Booths ±•
«¤ Is at the Clothing Booth to Look or Place Order ¤»
says to Everyone: -I shook my head… I just wasn’t going to think about the house and the raid on the road and the screams of the women and men any longer, I knew it was a miracle I had stayed hidden and to maintain my anonymity I would have to remain on my toes and not let anything slip… I gave a toss of my head and made my way to where the varoius few boothes had been set up…. Even in clothes that didn’t fit… I lifted my chin in that defient jut… the intensity and dangerous flashing on my cobalt onyx eyes silenced any questions from those timidily remaining behind after the market had closed.. oh yeah… I looked like I had a purpose … and .. in truth I did… I needed food and water and I had to find a way to live.. afterall I knew the pretty discs I had wouldn’t last long… I had watched as I saw numerous discs passed between hands for even the most simpliest of items… I looked along a row of miscellanious items on a counter… evesdropping on the bartering… I had never heard bartering or sales before so I found it rather fascinating and inwardly I smiled at the simplicity of the manner… but I did notice the discs had different names according to the colors of them… and my brow furrowed softly… I had no idea of how many of which color discs that I had… and I wasn’t about to forage into my pack and bring them out to check… perhaps this would take a bit more thought…. I shook my head at the one vendor and moved off down the aisle, my mind whirling in attempt to figure things out-
(09/13/09-[21:44:57] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Vendor Booths ±•
«¤ Is at the Clothing Booth to Look or Place Order ¤»
says to Everyone: -this was going to take some thought…. She moved further away from the one vendor there and leaned back upon a post for a moment… close enough to listen and observe.. but far enough out of the way and in the shadows that she could decipher what was being discussed and note the color disc the man was trying to barter with…. She was a highly intuitive girl… and intelligent as well so it wouldn’t take her long to at least get some comprehension of the discs tiers of which was worth more then the others and so forth… a guard from some wench.. err.. lady passed and gave her a curuios look… then glanced back at her over his shoulder… couldn’t help but feel that twinge of fire course through me… my cobalt onyx gaze brazenly locked into His… her eyes flashing dangerously and he turned back around and continued on with his charge…. She gave a slight sigh of relief then… granted… he was only a guard.. but maybe she seemed a bit to conspcious just standing here…. So she shifted her pack.. taking out her bota and took a small swallow… holding it in one hand to her side now … trying to appear like it was perfectly normal for her to stand here while she wet her throat… once the guard had gone out of site… she turned her attention back to the merchant and the man with the discs he was bartering with=-
(09/13/09-[21:56:46] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to Enter Name Here: -well this was going no where fast…. She couldn’t make heads nor tails out of the stupid colored discs the man was bartering with so she pushed from the post she was leaning upon and made her way back away from oen of the few boothes that was still erected….. she gave her pants a tug to yank them back up as she slung the bota back over her shoulder…. She head the one guard earlier mention the lake and well.. lakes meant water.. and she wouldn’t have to pay for that…. She headed off down thepathway once more in search of the lake to ponder things.. get some wate.r. and maybe try to figure out just which of what color discs she had in that pouch of hers-
(09/13/09-[22:27:15] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d'a.n.g.e | : -she was glad the darkness was starting to come again… but it was stil many hours off and there was someone already starting to light the torches along the pathway…. She paused then…. Seeing a girl that looked like many that used to live in the house where she did… but not the same.. this one was breathtaking to be sure…. She paused… stepping a little off the pathway then …. Granted in my present state of dress the wench would probably just think she was like one of those pristine lady twits that walked about with a army of guards… but then… not many of those types looked quite like she did in her mans leathers and tunic that hung off her more then clung to her…. She watched with that feral gaze for a moment… pondering… a slave… thinking she was a free… might very well assist her if she thought she was being tested or somehting… her lips twitched in her concentration of this plot for a moment… studing the way the girl walked to assess weather this might work or not-
(09/13/09-[22:32:40] ) | j.o.i.e . d'a.n.g.e |
|P.o.r.t.i.a |
| Property of Adorjan |
•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -Darkness had come swiftly as lashes lifted. Pausing within the Fair she took in as the shadows moved over the ground before shivering slightly, her arms wound about her frame, hugging her in a self hung as her hands slid under arms to keep warm. Bared feet carried her lightly over the path until she felt the slight shiver down her spine, and the fine hairs at the nape of her neck rise. She was used to being watched and with a light shrug, she stopped and glanced over her right shoulder, azure gaze sparkled lightly before turning back to the way she was headed. She’d not seen anything, but she had glimpsed a slight form, it was more than likely a she urt, or worse. Shaking her head quietly, she tilted her head forward and continued onward, wondering if she-urts ever came this way for Port Kar, and with a light laugh that bubbled freely. Tugging at the black leathers at her waist, she tugged them further to her hips and continued on, perhaps to entice whatever was within the Shadows to come out.-
(09/13/09-[22:37:42] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d'a.n.g.e | : -she furrowed her brow as she watched the lil hussy glance over at her then seem to wiggle at the leather bit she was wearing at her waist…. She hrmphed softly… she would much prefer the hussies leather outfit then her own… but …. She shook her head… putting that instant thought out of her mind… it wasn’t like she could steal the wenches clothing….. could she?.. well.. no.. probably not… but she moved up along the path now… tracking the girl and before she could venture too close to the boothes she let out a sharp whistle to get her attention and then spoke softly-
hey hussy… comere fer a ehn
it wasn’t a question… but it didn’t sound too much like a command either as she watched to see if the hussy obeyed or ignored her and went on… if the girl didn’t respond… she wasn’t all that certain of what she might do…. Her plan sounded flawless in her mind to figure out the coins… she just needed that wench to be able to help her
(09/13/09-[22:49:58] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
|P.o.r.t.i.a |
| Property of Adorjan |
•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -She was still stepping over the path thoughtfully, before she heard the whistle. It drew her up short, and she paused there, her left foot sliding out slightly before she crossed slender ankles, to turn luscious form around to face the opposite direction now. Kohl lashes swept upward as she glanced to you, the light blue of her eyes seemed to shiver gently within their swirling depths before she took a step closer to you. Being called over by someone who looked liked they’d spent the night rolling with the tarsks, she gave a light shiver that ran through her before she stepped closer, pausing a few feet away, enough that she could turn, scream and run all at once gave her some semblance of safety. As well there were numerous guards posted about the Fair even in an off season.-
”yes? .. Can I help you?”
-She had severe doubts that any Free would leave their cabin looking like that and all she thought of was you were a runaway and perhaps she’d be given words of pleasure if she turned you in, though she wasn’t cold hearted and lashes swept over you from the top of your head to your feet as she waited. Yet still poised to take flight.-
(09/13/09-[22:56:49] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : -her own intense onxy gaze watched your hesitation for a moment… the subtle look of dismay at her own appearance andshe glanced down to what she had on and then back to you and frowned…. Hell she survived a raid ….. and managed to survive the last few hands … alone thankyouverymuch… and sure she looked like she stepped up to borrow some torvies clothes cuz she was a slip of a thing at 5 foot tall at her most regal stance… but now she kinda slumped a bit so yeah she probably did appear rather…………dismal…. But… that was alright with her… cuz well it kept the guards from saying much to her and avoiding her to be honest…. Ruby lips twitched into a slight smile and she crouched.. lowering her pack to the ground before her and rummaged in it… pulling forth a single pouch that clinked softly… yeah.. it was filled with coins from what she found in the remains of the raid … but she didn’t open the pouch yet…. She glanced to you then… assessing weather you would help her or not and spoke softly -
no no… c’mere hussy… just wanna get yer help on something… aint gunna hurtcha or anything
she could tell you were poised to flee…. And she needed you to help her and not run off…. She wasn’t used to asking for help in all seroiusness and she gavethe bag a shake…. Her eyes never leaving Yours as she spoke in that almost hypnotic whisper once more
please?.. iffn’ ya help me will give ya one of these in here
-she nodded and shook the pouch again to indicate what she meant-
(09/13/09-[23:02:14] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
|P.o.r.t.i.a |
| Property of Adorjan |
•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -Ceruleans watched you closely, she hadn’t gotten far on looks alone, and she felt something of pity yet more for you as she shifted against the bared soles of her feet. The lush sweep of her hand moved to her shoulder, before flicking back sable strands as she took one step closer than paused. She wasn’t entirely sure of how you became so .. dismal.. looking and with a light frown she flickered her gaze over the overly sized clothing you wore, and then lingered over your neck briefly. She hadn’t spent time outside of a collar and her own hand slid to the scarlet enameled steel about her throat before she shook her head slowly. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to help and she mused quietly as you began to rummage through the pack, and she took two steps back again, not knowing what would come out and the soft breathless sigh escaped as you drew out a pouch that clinked much like a coin pouch. Now worry etched over her face before she stepped closer.-
”You shouldn’t have that … but .. what is it do you need?”
-She coulnd’t tell what you wanted, and she was sure with the coins you were fed well, yet she didn’t know why you didn’t go buy new clothes, then she smiled, for her it was an unusual occasion for a smile to wrought over her lips, before with a light murmur she stayed where she was, her own hand held coins still heating up within her left palm.-
(09/13/09-[23:07:48] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : she frowned looking to the pouch then to you hearing that she shouldn’t have the pouch … her dark eyes seemed to flash a moment in frustration or dangerous anger… who knew…. But in truth she was just more concerned that she be caught with something she shouldn’t have… she shoved it semi back into the pack in case a guard or something came closer…. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea…. But the wench was all I had to assist me and damn it if I didn’t have to find a way to get the girl to help me in this…. I took a slow breath.. forcing the panic from my voice and softly spoke-
should.. shouldn’t.. just aint a difference really… its mine… I found it… that all that really matters aye?... I need help ta figure out what the discs are and seen people usin them ta get things like food and stuff… ya gunna help me or run off ta play with the merchants?..
the words kinda came out in a rush.. but she was feeling a bit desperate at this point… she turned her gaze back up and leveled it at you… watching you silently to see what you would do-
(09/13/09-[23:23:07] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : --she had been taught many things… but not coinage.. and not how to read or write…. It was how she was bred to be…. And frankly the fact she was now alone and unamrked or collared was pretty shocking turn of events… but she wasn’t going to be forthcoming about that…. She opened the pouch and let you look into it… it was the pouch of one of the slavers that had been killed in the raid.. and there were a couple gold… 4 silver.. and about a dozen or so copper ones all mixed up within the pouch…. She hadnt a clue they were really worth anything… but she heard you about the food and then possible clothing and a smile brushed across exotic yet delicate features as she rose to her feet and nodded…. Things were slowly turning around…. Maybe she actually did right in callin gyou over…. I moved along with you… giving a hike to my leather pants once more as I slung the pack back over my shoulder…. In all truth she was a breathingly spellbinding woman even if she was concealing this all under all the heavy far too big leathers she was wearing…. She spoke to you softly then in that hypnotic tone she had-
whats yer name?.. at the house I was called inferno
of course she just assumed you would know what she meant by the house… but in her small sheltered part of her growing up she had been totally sheltered and kept from public eyes and what was out beyond the house
(09/13/09-[23:34:53] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
|P.o.r.t.i.a |
| Property of Adorjan |
•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -As she waited on the pouch, she’d made a mental note of the amount of coins you held within the pouch, there was more than enough to buy food, drink and some clothes, with a lot left over. She knew how to haggle with the booths and as you came up to follow, she watched as you moved. You had training in something she was sure, and as you hiked up the pants, she frowned. Perhaps clean clothing would be better and it would allow her to purchase leathers for herself since the ones she wore were too tight, and rather inappropriate for Kassar, the weather was too hot, and she sometimes felt smothered within the clothes, she was used to silks and the Cities. Giving a slight shrug of her shoulders as you caught up to her, she waited for you to move along whilst she navigated the paths toward another booth, this one had silver in its flag and she paused. Glancing over the items there she began to move forward, fingertips trailing the leather vests, the red cords looked so bright amongst the settings of black vest and such. Then with a light tug she withdrew two of them from the shelf and placed them to the side, and then with a cant of her head, she glanced at the narrow strips of black leather. She figured that the Merchant would know how to work these out and she gave a slight shrug tugging two free. Then glancing to you she smiled.-
”I’m named Portia .. and my Owner is in Kassar at the moment, so I have to get myself some new clothing, and we might as well get you some at the same time ..”
-She generally didn’t befriend slaves, she hadn’t had good experiences in that department, and with a cant of her head she took up two pieces of cloth. It would be called the Curla and she laughed softly before turning to you. She did know what house meant, she’d been bred into one and she gave you a smile, she didn’t think she’d know you after today, and perhaps this small bit of experience for you would be happy and a good memory.-
(09/13/09-[23:42:23] ) .:-:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : -she hurried up after you… almost tripping over the too long pantlegs of the leathers she was wearing… her wild mane of wild curls spilling and spiraling around her and she stayed right in pace with you…. Yeah the leathers definitely concealed much about her… but there was a natural stalking presence about her… a way she moved that was unlike most others… almost a etherial provacation of lust and temptation just ot attempt to be near her…. She seemed oblivious of that fact though and never even noticed a guard that had taken notice of you and her walking and went smack into a post with a THUD…. Great… she knew your name.. and where you were from… but… she hadnt a clue what kassar was… she had been sheltered within the house… like those exotics from the gardens.. the difference was she was trained up to be rather wild and knew of men… yet that didn’t seem to distill any realization of any effect she might have on them… even in her state she had a defient air about her and she saw what you were picking out… nibbling her lip… and started tugging out the same things you were… although.. it would be much harder to conceal herse.f… she paused.. her hand on a chatka for a moment.. then glanced to you… -
hrmmm.. maybe these not the best for me ta wear here huh?..
she wanted to stay safe… she was afraid the raiders may have tracked her or somehow had figured out they had missed one…. An in that simple yet brief statement… came the admittance that she was indeed in hiding from something or someone… but you could see her neck didn’t even have a tan line from a collar…. In fact she had never been put in one before.. -
(09/14/09-[00:00:20] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
|P.o.r.t.i.a |
| Property of Adorjan |
•± Vendor Booths ±•
«¤ Is at the Clothing Booth to Look or Place Order ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -She ignored the thudding sound and she hoped you were okay, though as she moved around the booth, she paused as she watched you take the same things out as she had. It gave her a chance to study you, you seemed exotic, with dark eyes and hair, and as she paused, she shifted slightly watching you more, the way you moved with a sensual ease, though you seemed a bit out of it. Very much out of depth here, and she was curious as to why you were here, and what would happen after today, then as she spoke to the Vendor, she explained that she was looking for clothing and these pieces would work very well. Two Kalmaks were added to her pile, and then as the merchant turned to you, His hand made a motion for you to strip and she gave you a soft smile in reassurance, before she stopped.-
”No you can pick anything that fits, and I will tell you what coins to give him.”
-She figured then that you were a runaway and it put her in a quandary, as she could tell the Guards you were a runaway, and or you were a Free playing slave, she wasn’t entirely sure, though as you moved she did notice your neck, without a tan mark or anything on it and she stepped back slightly. Then as she glanced around, she moved over to another shelf and took down the cloak that was there. As she held it up, the hood hung down it’s back and she passed it to you before she began to unwind the leathers tie at her hips, shrugging the pants down until they fell to her ankles. Her legs were slim, tanned, though muscular in all the right places. And giving you a smile she took up one of the cords and wound it about her waist thoughtfully. Her lashes hung over her cheeks as fingers moved deftly with the second piece of clothing she took. The black leather folded in half, and she slid it under the leather cord, and turned trying to look over her shoulder to her ass before she looked at you wanting an opinion.-
(09/14/09-[00:11:42] ) .:-:.
.:Inferno:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : -she pretty much simply watched you then took in with her eyes te things you had picked out…. She had been used to the slavers that had been allowed close enough to train and work with her and at the motion to strip she slipped her pack from her shoulde.r… dropping the bota next to it she was carrying and she paused then hearing what you said that she didn’t need to have the same clothes you did…. She hrmed softly… looking around… and seeing the cloak you handed to her she took it in one hand and the merchant chuckled…. Speaking that those leathers are what he had at this moment…. She narrowed her gaze at him.. but … you seemed perfectly comfortable with it… and she laid the cloak to the side and easily untied the rope about her waist holding the pants.. the literally spilled down to her ankles and she stepped out of them.. kicking them under the vendors booth for lack of other place to put them… and she lifted the tunic off her as well… she definitely wasn’t a shy thing… but then someone of her breeding wouldn’t have been… she shrugged the kalmak vest upon her… then took it off and picked another one… this one fit her perfectly and she tied the front of it securely so her full rounded breasts wouldn’t spill out… then she mimiced you with the red cord about her waist and the bit of leather that looped it down and through and up out the back to loop around the cord once more… she then took the cloak and slipped it on… securely the ties in the front and it concealed her slave attire and she had to admit she was far more comfortable…. She then actually handed you the pouch… letting you deal with the money and yet she watched everything you did… she may be on the verge of wild.. but she was obviously highly intelligent… she nodded seeing you and you looked stunning… she then smiled again.. the smile lighting up her features as she did so.. -
you are quite pretty hussy… yes… a very pretty hussy…
and she wasn’t saying that to tease or in jest… it was obvious that from her that was a huge compliment… yeah.. she had been the pride of the house with her exotic breeding and looks… so for her to compliment another wench was a rare occasion.. but .. you were helping her… so she didn’t feel threatened by you at this time-
(09/14/09-[00:21:59] ) | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e |
|P.o.r.t.i.a |
| Property of Adorjan |
•± Vendor Booths ±•
«¤ Is at the Clothing Booth to Look or Place Order ¤»
says to .:-:..:Inferno:...::-::.: -She was still looking over at you and she paused in dressing herself to watch, she wasn’t doing it because it was perverse or anything, more of an act of appreciation. She was a trained Ladies slave, and she was content and comfortable to help dress you, as she’d done the same for her Owner and the chain she was on. Or had been on, she sighed quietly, her life now was completely different to what it had been, for a while she’d lived in Ar, and then moved as her Owner travelled, she’d been trained to heal and be able to make and apply salves, stitch wounds and generally other slave duties, though as she watched you she bit gently on the plump lower lip. You dressed swiftly, but your figure was stunning, as if you hadn’t seen or been touched by Men, there was something in the way you moved, that marked that for her. She glanced back to the merchant before she took the vest from her. The kalmak then was pulled on and the ties in the front tied, firm breasts held high strained against the leather and she tugged gently, ensuring the perfected mounds didn’t get squashed and then as she rolled her shoulders back she waited for you to be finished. Her feet still bared as she glanced over you. You were shorter then she was, and she only stood at 5’4” high, and she gave a nod. It seemed to fit your curves well, and she knew you were a runaway though she wasn’t going to ask.-
”Thank you .. they fit well upon you … “
-taking the pouch from you, she moved to the Man, and settled quietly with her hip to the counter, lashes low as she gave over the coins she’d taken for herself. The clothing fitted nicely on her and she felt more at home in them now that they fitted so well, though her ass bare she was still trying to hide that, yet the sable locks of mane hung to the curves just under her butt. A covering of some sort, before she motioned to you and then asked the Man how much, he named 2 silver and 3 copper in total and she opened the pouch you’d given her, and as she took out the two silver, she showed them to you, letting you know that’s the silver, and handed it to him, before she removed three coppers, she repeated the motion before handing it to him. Giving him a smile, she bent down to gather the old clothing both you and she had, before giving it to him to dispose of. Then with a light pat to your shoulder she motioned you outside and paused.-
”You must be hungry, let’s see if we can get you something to eat.”
(09/14/09-[00:29:39] ) .:-:.
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•± Central Fair ±•
«¤ Is on One of the Paths Leading through the Fair ¤»
says to | j.o.i.e . d a.n.g.e | : -yeah.. .she definitely wasn’t shy even though she hadnt actually been opened… she had this natural comfortablenss about her form and she pulled her wild mane of curls free and let them spill down over the hood of the cloak and down her back… she smiled hearing what you said… a compliment… and those rich onyx eyes glimmered in delight… she was afterall… a wench of the highest regard and she craved compliments regardless of who they came from…. She watched then as the bartering began…. Hearing silvers and coppers… she noted the silvers and gave a slight nod to show you she understood… then the coppers…. She gave another nod…. Picking up her pack and her bota.. she slung them over her shoulder and She spun on her toes with you and prowled out of the booth.. leaning into you and whispering softly -
He was sorta a orney cuss wasn’t he portia?..
she seemed to have gotten a lighter step in her movements.. no longer hindered by the oversized leathers she had been in and well … being as intelligent as she was she wouldn’t need to be told twice about the silver and coppers… but she still wasn’t sure of their worth…. She moved with a stalking grace matching Your footfalls though she only stood 5 foot tall…. And nodded
I havent eaten much lately.. and .. well.. the raiders..
she frowned then and shook her head.. cutting her words off in a instance not wanting to reveal too much