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Post by rayder levias king on Jan 23, 2010 16:53:54 GMT -5
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Post by ellianna nichole sanders on Jan 24, 2010 17:33:10 GMT -5
Ellie was really unsure of what to except with this meeting. She was going to meet the guy that had claimed her... her master in this new town and system. Ellie hadn't been here long but she knew the jist of what the system was. She was still nervous though. She didn't know what to except. From what that Alexa girl had said the man who had claimed her wasn't that bad. She had a name and a picture (Alexa was truly a hacking genius). She wasn't sure what to expect though. She felt like there were a bunch of exceptions that she would never live up to.
After school Ellie had noted that she had about twenty minutes to get to the meeting place that they had both decided on. It had been a stressful day. So she had decided to have a cigarette on her way to meet him. She still had it. She had defiantly taken her sweet time getting here though. She still had two and a half minutes left but she had always been one to be early...
Ellie put out her cigarette and looked around the courtyard. She hadn't been in this town long. But the town wasn't that big. And she knew her way around. Ellie was still at the edge of the courtyard. She wanted to let herself calm her nerves, the frayed nerves that the cigarette wasn't strong enough to cure.
Then she saw him. He looked exactly like in his picture. She wondered if he was asleep next to that tree. She started to walk toward him. "Excuse me. But I believe that your Rayder, correct?" She asked him. Sure that it was him but wanting to be polite just the same.
Word Count:300 Note: LOL its rarely that I get a whole number XD
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Post by rayder levias king on Jan 24, 2010 20:19:55 GMT -5
[/b] having forgotten his new slave's name for the moment he looked to his side, his eyes searching for the picture he had placed next to him. Picking up the picture and reading what he had wrote down on the back he looked back to the girl. "Uh, and you are Ellianna?" It was not much of a question, really, as he did have that picture in his hand to match her face with. She seemed a lot taller in person, but then again she was standing up and he was sitting down. He had no intentions of getting up though. Taking out his phone he looked at the time and realized that it was the meeting time, give or take a minute or two. He didn't know much about this person actually, but he didn't really care to learn much about her. He had basically the same attitude about Yuko, but because she seemed more like a doll than a fighter, he was a bit unfamiliar in how to deal with her. All he knew of this new girl was that she was new to town and had the unfortunate fate of being a slave the moment she stepped foot into the schools around here. [/ul] ooc: Hmmm noooot so sure what to in these meet and greet threads...help me make it interesting?? xD[/size]
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Post by ellianna nichole sanders on Jan 24, 2010 20:55:31 GMT -5
Ellie brushed some of her hair from her face as Rayder started to wake up. She wasn't sure what to expect, seeing as she was new to this whole slave thing. She didn't have a real problem with it, it was a mold she was able to fit instantly. But it was still a little uncomfortable, and strange to her. She wasn't used to being owned by someone else. Though to be honest life with her dad sometimes made her feel like she had been in a cage. But it still was the same.
When he asked if she was Ellianna she smiled. "Yes, that would be me. I go be Ellie if you want to call me something a little more natural." She suggested. Most people didn't even know her full name. And the ones that did thought that Ellie was easier to say.
Ellie herself didn't mind. It sounded better to her to. She had considered Liana for awhile... But Ellie just fit her better.. She was a soft person at heart, and to her Liana seemed like a name for someone who was able to stand up for everything. Which Ellie couldn't do... Ellie didn't even know where either of those nicknames even came from... To her father she was Ellianna, her mother called her Nicole. Other adults usually called her Miss Sanders... She thought maybe the first person to call her Ellie was her half-brother. Jayson... He was dead now... Cancer. But she had met him when she was 7 and he was 11. She had been introduced to him as Ellianna Nichole. They had hit it off instantly. The two of them had been virtually inseparable until he died when she was 13...
Ellie cleared her mind of those thoughts and focused back on the present. It was less painful that way. 'So what now?' She wondered to herself
Word Count:324 Note: I don't really now. Your supposed to be the expert. XD I'm as big as a noob as Ellie.
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Post by rayder levias king on Jan 25, 2010 0:12:37 GMT -5
[/b] Without hesitation he got straight to the point. ”All right, so,” It was starting to feel like déjà vu before he could have even said anymore, as he had only gone through these rules with Yuko not so long ago. Almost a week ago, if he recalled correctly. ”I will expect you to do some chores and errands, like picking up after me and doing the dishes or whatnot. That’s really it as far as things you will be doing for me goes. You answer only to me, not anyone else, master or slave. I’m not sure if you know this since you just moved her but, there are some masters and mistresses out there who seemed to think that they have the right to violate other people’s slaves just because they are high on the status ladder. If you ever encounter any of them and find yourself in a bad situation, get out of it by any means, violence if it comes to that. Just don’t kill anybody and you will be fine. Oh, and sex. You won’t have to worry about that with me, and like I told Yuko, if someone tries to do anything to you, you run and let me know, I’ll deal with it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to say you can’t have sex with anyone, just saying don’t let anyone take advantage of you because of this dumb master-slave system. One thing about that though, anyone includes me, and so I’m officially giving you the authority to kick me ass if I ever try to force you into it.” His eyes fixed on hers as he continued to explain his house rules. ”That means you will stay away from me when I am drunk, or extremely pissed off, for that matter. Oh, and Yuko, the one I mentioned just now, she is the other slave of mine and you two will work together almost on a daily basis and of course share the workload.”He grabbed the book from his side and held it in his hands, ready to wrap this up and get back to reading before heading back home, he looked to Ellie. ”Oh, and I don’t know if my reputation has preceded me or not but I don’t like to talk to my slaves, so don’t bother me about having tea parties. Now, do you have any questions?” Everything was condensed into a short sweet block of words, and was much more sufficient than when he sat down and poured the rules out slowly for Yuko.[/ul][/size]
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Post by ellianna nichole sanders on Jan 25, 2010 0:37:08 GMT -5
Ellie smiled just a bit when he told her what she was supposed to call him. She sat and got ready to learn as much as she could about her current master. She had a feeling that they weren't going to share life stories and become best friends, so she needed to learn as much as she could through his next few words. Ellie had already decided that she would try and be good at this. Her parents had told her she was a good for nothing one to many times. She sat when he said she could.
Ellie wasn't sure what she had been expecting but he was a little bit of a surprise. She was glad that he seemed to care just a bit. She noticed that he didn't hold his slaves in high regard, but he believed that if it wasn't your slave then you shouldn't take advantage of them. Being new to the system, she had no idea about the master that would try and take advantage of other slaves. She had heard about slaves abused by there master... She didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to make this town any scarier then it needed to be.
Ellie did notice something though, to her it seemed that her Master just had slaves just because he could. She understood that she was to do chores and stuff. She got it all the first time. She smiled just a bit before answering. "Yes Master. If I have any other questions later I will be sure to let you know."
She wasn't sure what was going to happen. But she was going to do this to the best of her ability.
Word Count: 295
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Post by rayder levias king on Jan 27, 2010 3:43:35 GMT -5
[/b] Grabbing the book next to him he opened it to the page with the bookmark in the crease. ”Oh, and, smoke all you want. But don’t do it when you are at my place, at least not inside. Easy enough?” Now that she had gotten through the cliff notes of his rulebook, he was ready to dismiss her from him. The sunlight began to disappear, however, as grey clouds covered the sky in a matter of seconds. When he had noticed this it was already too late, as soon enough it started to pour, and the tree was not enough to cover the both of them. ”You’ve got to be shitting me right now...” Cursing under his breath, he quickly closed the book and slid it into his backpack, zipping it up immediately afterwards. Sometimes he brought his umbrella with him, but today, unfortunately, was not one such time. The grass was beginning to fall asleep, resting on the now-visible beds of earth. Standing up with the help of the tree’s support, he aimed to go into the building nearby, which was at least five minutes away. ”I’m gonna go inside.” He said with little interest when suddenly his right foot dug into the swampy soil and lost its grasp. Falling down with uneven weight throughout his body right now, with the help of the backpack, he cursed his luck and tried to get back up again. A sharp pain shot through his ankle as he stood, sending him right back to the ground, rainwater mixed with dirt and grass bits splashing up on his clothes. ”Shit!” It would appear he has managed to twist his ankle, if not worse. It hurt like hell, but yelling in pain was not going to make it better. [/ul][/size]
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Post by ellianna nichole sanders on Jan 27, 2010 23:28:36 GMT -5
Ellie looked up at the clouds and felt the rain start to come. She stood when Rayder did, but her eyes were on the sky. She loved the rain so much. She wanted to feel the sky's tears on her skin. It was the only thing that managed to make her totally at peace without ever having to light a cigarette. She vaguely noted that he was going inside. Ellie begged the rain to come, just to releve the stress she was hiding from everyone. The pain over her parents divorce... All of it. Just to know that the heavens were mourning with her, no matter how stupid that sounded, it made her feel better.
Ellie didn't really care that Rayder was leaving. She was to busy watching as the sky opened up, drenching the world. She didn't even look at him, until she heard him curse. That was never a good sign. Ellie looked at him and was surprised to find that he had fallen. Well she really must have been spacing. Ellie tried to figure out whether she should help him or laugh. She really didn't know. Ellie smiled a little and walked over to him. "Are you okay?" She asked him holding her hand out in case he needed help getting up, she wasn't sure how he fell but she wanted to help him if she could.
That the rain was pouring down on her, soaking her but she didn't care, she let the raindrops land on her skin. Ellie wondered what she looked like to other people, standing her in the rain, holding a hand out to help her master because he had fell. Ellie glanced at the sky and knowing that it would be a real storm.
Word Count:300
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Post by rayder levias king on Feb 2, 2010 3:07:58 GMT -5
[/b] He watched as she moved toward him, hoping that she would not fall either and repeat the accident because then they would be stuck there until the rain died down a little. That would only add to his frustration, as he would rather get hit by a moving truck then spending “quality time” with any one of his slaves. ”Careful.” He did not say it out of compassion and care, and rather it was just because he wanted her safe and sound so that the scenario he feared would not happen. [/ul] ooc: sorry it's crap, i literally don't know what to do to progress the thread -.- [/size]
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Post by ellianna nichole sanders on Feb 2, 2010 13:00:50 GMT -5
Ellie was still in a little bit of a daze with all the rain around her. Rain had a way of making her dazed and unaware of the world around her. Though she was trying to concentrate on Rayder and walking. And all that. But it was hard. Ellie nodded when he told her to be careful. She knew that. If she wasn't careful she could fall and then they would both be stuck here until the rain stopped or someone tried to help them. Which was most likely after the rain stopped. Ellie knew from what they had already spoken about that he didn't want to get all buddy-buddy. And a few hours with her, or however long it was. Could not be on his plans of things to do with his slave. It was probably at the bottom of his list.
Ellie smiled at him. "You know Im not really that bad. You might not like to talk to your slaves, but I am a person." She told him with a shrug. She wasn't going to go against his ways, but she wanted to maybe open his eyes to a friendship, though she didnt need a friendship that badly... It just would make things a lot easier for her. To be friends with her master, even if thats not what he wanted.
Ellie knelt by were he was a looked at his ankle. She wanted to makes sure it wasn't sprained or anything. He would be able to walk on it again in a few minutes, granted that he didn't fall again...
Word Count: 272
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Post by rayder levias king on Feb 4, 2010 1:58:50 GMT -5
[/i] sounded like a suggestion more than it did as an order. He could feel the wet grass breaking off and sticking to his palms and pants. The flowing dirt painted streaks of brown on the bottom of his pants, a masterpiece that either Ellie or Yuko would have to clean up for him later, as he had no intention of washing his clothes himself, let along extra dirty articles of clothing. The watch hung on his arm, the metal band hanging diagonally across his forearm firmly but soon lost its hold and began to slip slowly with the drops of water shot onto his skin and rolled down the slightly uneven field of hair. Right under the watch was his hand, slowly but surely sinking into the soil. There was no way he would risk having the watch itself be submerged under the wet earth, and would choose to make the band dirty by touching it with his other hand, which was also covered in dirt. This was another thing that one of his slaves would have to deal with soon. [/ul][/size]
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