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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 1:13:13 GMT -5
Edrea Majora was making a rare appearance in public as she strolled into the Black Market. Her gaze wandered over all of the slaves, none sticking out to her. She recognized a few that she had already owned, but did not last long, due to Edrea's specific needs. She passed from room to room, with that straight, confident walk she had. It intimidated others; they cowered from her. Even those there to shop felt submissive in her sight.
Was there any slave to fit her specific need? She was about to give up and go home, frustrated. Again.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 1:21:20 GMT -5
Jordan watched the woman walk up and down the rows in front of him. He wondered what she was looking for and if she would find it. Briefly, he thought about what it would be like if she took him home. He'd heard from some of the other slaves that she was a female version of the Devil himself but Jordan didn't believe a word of it. Gossip was cheap and real life was never as colorful. As she approached, he saw others hide in the back of their cages. Rather than cower in fear, he spread his wings a little wider and watched her through his lashes, respectfully bowing his head.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 1:26:06 GMT -5
Edrea stopped in front of what seemed to be an angel's cage. He didn't cower and that intrigued her. She bent slightly to get a better look of him. Was this who she was looking for? Many thoughts raced through her head. Would he be a trustworthy slave? Does he have any skills? What would he be willing to do for her?
But for now, she decided that she needed a slave now more than ever and she was running out of options.
"Look at me." She said, curtly. Her voice was strong and slightly deep, but feminine.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 1:28:47 GMT -5
Jordan raised his head and looked straight into her eyes. They were red, an odd color. Although Jordan's own eyes, white with a smal ring of silver around them were hardly common, either. Saying nothing, he waited for Edrea to continue speaking.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 1:35:55 GMT -5
"Hm." Edrea examined the face of her choice. Yes, it was decided. She knew it was, it was hard to express it vocally. After all of the betrayals and let-downs she had, it was hard to choose anything or anyone to come home with her.
She stood up, then, straightening her short, pencil skirt and beckoned to one of the guards. He came over immediately, as he had been watching to make sure that the mayor was well taken care of.
"Release him. Immediately." When the guard offered her a leash, she replied with short, "no."
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 1:43:01 GMT -5
Jordan narrowed his eyes a little in confusion when Edrea refused the leash. He looked up at her-- as he was still crouched in his cage-- and wondered why she had done so. He was excited not to be put on a leash, don't get him worng, but it was still strange. Quickly, he got out and stood up to his full height. He smiled a little as he stretched his wings which had been cramped for so long in the too small cage.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 1:47:57 GMT -5
"Don't get too excited," Edrea said. "If you can't follow me closely, there will be consequences." She nodded to the guard, who left right after. She was done here. She didn't even pay. Why would she? She runs this place. "Let's go." She began toward the exit, in long, smooth, strides, her hair flowing perfectly. Everything was perfect about her. She hoped her slave would be perfect, too.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 1:55:20 GMT -5
Jordan, ecstatic that he wasn't going to be dragged around by a piece of leather around his neck, fluttered his wings slightly in excitement. He was not worried about the consequences of getting out of Edrea's sight at all because he had no intention of ever straying away from his master. When she took off for the exit, he followed, his long stride enabling him to keep up with her easily.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 1:59:17 GMT -5
Edrea suppressed a smile when they reached the door. This is getting off to a great start, she thought, as a guard held the door for both her and her new slave.
"First, we need to go shopping. I will buy you whatever you want. After that, you're mine completely."
They wandered onto a busy street with expensive stores. She stopped and turned to Jordan. "Now, this will be the only time I ever ask this, but, what would you like? Clothing-wise, that is. Try to keep it classy."
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 2:02:10 GMT -5
Jordan tried to think of something, wanting to please his master. Unfortunately, he came up blank. "I've never been allowed to pick my own clothes," he admitted, "but I don't want anything that restricts my wings."
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 10:22:18 GMT -5
Edrea reached out to touch one of Jordan's wings. "We wouldn't want to hide these anyway," she mumbled. She looked distracted for a moment before looking up. "Right. Let's continue." She resumed walking down the street until she reached a large, expensive looking store. From the looks of the mannequins in the window, she probably shopped there. No, she did shop there. It was even called "Majora" after her.
The styles within the store were appropriate, classy, and pricey. And most things were modeled after some Asian styles without being too obvious that they were. Sometimes, people would only come in to try on the clothes they will never afford. Only the very wealthy would be able to afford anything. And as a special bonus, the employees got a special discount. That's why there was always such a high demand for a position there.
But moving on, Edrea led Jordan into the store and took him to the men's section. She grabbed a few things and then beckoned over an employee, who was already on her way over to greet the mayor.
"Hello, Ms. Majora. What can I-" Ms. Majora tossed whatever she was holding into her arms.
"Have him try these on. And cut holes for his wings so that he's comfortable."
"Uh, okay...?" The girl turned toward Jordan. "Please follow me."
"Go ahead. I will be waiting."
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 10:28:20 GMT -5
Jordan nodded to Edrea. "Thank you," he said sincerely before following the sales associate into a very tasteful dressing room. It only took one glance at the clothes for him to feel awful. He wondered if it was really okay to cut holes in these elegeant-- and ridiculously expensive-- clothes. He kept his mouth shut, though and tried on the first outfit, waiting in extreme discomfort as the woman cut holes to thread his wings through. Once she had finished, he walked out to show his new master.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 10:31:41 GMT -5
"Hm. It suits you." Edrea nodded thoughtfully. She walked toward him and started to circle him. When she came to be in front of him again, she asked, "Are you comfortable?" She wondered about his wings. They intrigued her. Not many angels in the city of Angellus. Ironic.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 10:39:28 GMT -5
"Mostly. My wings are fine in this but," he trailed off and pulled at the cuffs of his shirt. They felt restrictive and he couldn't move or flex his fingers as easily as he would have liked. While full-fledged angels had an array of powers, nephilim had only a few. Jordan was able to manipulate the elements a little but to do so required the use of his hands. "I don't like these buttoned," he finished.
(OOC: totally made that whole powers bit up on the spot)
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 10:56:15 GMT -5
"I'll get over it." Edrea said quickly. He turned toward the employee and handed her some money. "Thank you, that is all. Have the rest delivered." She turned to leave, beckoning Jordan to follow her. Before she reached the door, she was on her phone, telling someone that she was ready. By the time they reached the door, a sleek, black car had pulled up.
An older gentlemen got out of the driver's seat and walked quickly and gracefully to the side of the car to let the two in. Of course, Edrea got in first.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 11:05:07 GMT -5
Jordan nodded to the man by way of thanks before sliding into the car beside Edrea. "Thank you," he said quietly but sincerely. He looked her straight in the eyes so she could see that he meant it.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 11:14:06 GMT -5
"Yeah, whatever," Edrea waved her hand. When the man got back into the car, they sped off toward Edrea's home. Although, her home looked like it could fit many of the houses and businesses that surrounded it.
"Now that we are alone, I need to let you know what you'll be doing." She cleared her throat before continuing. "You have to follow me whenever I leave unless stated otherwise. You don't have to follow me around the house, but you will come when I need you. I don't have many house-workers, but you can help them to keep the place looking nice. And last of all..." She paused and looked him in the eyes. "...you will not repeat anything you hear or see. My existence must remain a mystery to all."
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 11:19:26 GMT -5
While most slaves would have wondered what Edrea was doing that she needed to keep secret, Jordan's head didn't even go there. He smiled at her and nodded, thrilled with the opportunity to prove he was trustworthy. "I understand."
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 11:24:45 GMT -5
"Great. Oh, we're almost there." Edrea pointed out of the window. Despite being a few blocks away, the house still looked way too large to be real. She didn't really like big houses, but the place served as her home and place of business. She had whole floors dedicated to specific events, meetings, special dinners, etc. She wondered for a moment if Jordan would be capable of navigating his way around. She honestly didn't care, but as they passed through the gate, she made a mental note of telling someone to show him around.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 11:33:41 GMT -5
"Oh my," Jordan breathed in astonishment as the house, in all it's glory, came into view. "If you don't mind me asking, how many people live here?" e turned around in his seat to look at Edrea, imagining the number must be great.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 11:38:09 GMT -5
"Not including myself, twelve. I like to keep things small and quiet. We all live on the top two floors, which is more than enough. Once in a while, I bring in a few more to set up for events or clean or some other task." Edrea was amused by his reaction to her house. It always got that kind of attention no matter how many times they see it. Honestly, she felt the same way.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 11:44:01 GMT -5
"What do you do with the other floors if you don't live there?" Silently he also wonderes wy se lived in such a mansion-- I mean it took up a whole block!-- if she wanted "small and quiet." He squashed the question, thinking it would be rude to ask.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 11:52:51 GMT -5
"Not only is it my home, but I hold events quite often. And formal dinners for special guests. I even conduct my business there," Edrea explained. "It's much more convenient to have to take the stairs or elevator, than to go back and forth between places."
The car came to a stop and the driver got out quickly to open the door for Edrea. Once she was out, she told him to let Jordan out. He hesitated only slightly before walking around to the other side of the car to let him out.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 11:56:07 GMT -5
Jordan startled. "That's not necessary. I can let myself out" He reached for the handle and opened the door.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 16:48:43 GMT -5
Edrea sighed. "Look, you..." She pointed. Did he tell her his name? She didn't think so. "...You need to learn that this is your life now. You are mine and if I want you treated a certain way, you will accept, graciously." Her eyes literally darkened. She wanted to make sure that her possesions were treated with repect whether they were living or not. Refusal of her rare kindness did not sit well with her.
The driver sensed the tension and closed the door after Jordan left the seat. He strided over to Edrea and he placed his hand on the small of her back for a moment, as if comforting her, and got back into the car to park it. She seemed calm then, her face relaxed and she tried not to smile. She definitely had a soft spot for the middle-aged man. She composed herself before turning back to Jordan.
"Shall we, then?"
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 17:42:18 GMT -5
Jordan dipped his head quickly in a silent show of obedience. He hadn't meant to upset his master and he would make sure never to do it again. "Jordan," he said quietly, "my name is Jordan."
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 20:13:56 GMT -5
"Well, Jordan. Let's go," Edrea urged. She walked briskly to the front door, where she was greeted by a young woman. "Terra," Edrea started. "Please take Jordan to his room." She walked inside. "I'm sure you'll find the room much more comfortable and roomy." She turned to Jordan. " Dinner will be ready in a few hours, when you are comfortable, you should clean up a bit."
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 21:33:19 GMT -5
Jordan thanked her again before turning to smile at Terra, who would show him to his room. He was anxious to look at his room, something he had never had before, although you couldn't tell it from the neutral expression on his face.
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Post by Kit on Nov 20, 2012 23:40:45 GMT -5
Terra led Jordan up a few flights of stairs, down a hallway, to a large, ornate, wooden door. She opened it for him to reveal a large room, beautifully decorated in blues and browns. It was completely different from what people would expect from looking on the outside.
It was like a living area combined with a bedroom. There was even a door that led to a bathroom, that was just as extravagant. A large bathtub/hottub combo, jets included. One of the walls was a whole mirror, and a large glass sliding door at the opposite end of the bathroom, leading to what looked like a shower room.
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Post by Hoshi on Nov 20, 2012 23:51:34 GMT -5
Jordan had no words. Literally no words. He opened his mouth wide as he looked about him, unable to form a coherent thought. Despite the exterior and Edrea's treatment of him, Jordan had still been expecting a room that was about half the size of the shower. "Are all of the rooms like this?" he finally managed to ask after taking everything in for several minutes.
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