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Posted: 2015-07-13 11:17:10 pm Category General Viewed 68 times Likes 0
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OleanderFW awakes with a start, mildly annoyed by someone tugging on my arm - my eyes fly open faster than my mouth before I stammer out -
OleanderFW : WHERE AM I??
OleanderFW looks at the man attached to my arm and doesnt recognize him at all, my last memory being in my studio readying a canvas for painting and now I am in a place that smells of livestock and female slaves - I scowl to the man angrily
OleanderFW : Take your hands off me!!!
OleanderFW seeing the man grin then point to the tag hanging off the simple artists smock I was wearing, seeing two copper tarsks in the other hand I try to wrest my arm away from him but he is too strong - he unceremoniously half-drags me kicking and screaming to the proprietor and slams the coins on the counter and speaks to him about the purchase
OleanderFW : Purchase!! I am a Free Woman!
OleanderFW the man and the slaver both roll their eyes at me like they've heard it a thousand times before, laugh and shake their heads as the slaver looks at the manifest - I look around furtively trying to plan my escape route because I am damn sure not going down quietly - I look back over and see the slaver shake his head no, he and the man clutching my arm exchanged heated words until the slaver brought him a pretty little slave with blonde hair and gave her to him, along with one of his copper tarsks
OleanderFW narrows my eyes not completely understanding what has just happened since my head is still a bit fuzzy, almost falling to the ground when the man took his blonde slave and removed his hand from my arm - clutching the counter I look to the slaver and ask evenly -
OleanderFW : Where am I, and who brought me here?
OleanderFW regaining my balance on my own two feet I rip the tag off my smock and hand it back to him as I listen
OleanderFW : Grym? He brought me here?
OleanderFW balls my hands into fists and shove them into the pockets of my smock and listens longer, taken aback as I see him start to laugh and explain the "joke" -
OleanderFW shakes my head a little, looking at the man as I thank him for his kindness he shrugs and explains "he paid me" then laughed some more and shooed me off since a Free Woman really shouldnt be here
OleanderFW mutters as I stalk off, "Yeah, I am thinking a Free Woman SHOULDNT be here for sure!" though as I think about what could have happened leaving my house open like that, I head off to the main Hall still shaken but chuckling a little bit in spite of myself
Looking somewhat aghast at being accused of such a nefarious and distasteful thing I stammered incredulously as I sat, innocently nestling with My slave salem near a tree shaded public fountain watching her toss sa tarna bread crumbs, the angelic elf that she was, to the many colorful fishes.."a a allegedly !"