Thread: You've got no choice (CottonCandyHaze x RocLobster)

Adiyna located Merrill soon after his conversation with the Moreau's, the female having been on a search for him. She demanded to know exactly where he had gone and why it was so urgent that he had to leave her behind. It's not my fault you move so slowly, which earned him a whap from her fan - which he nearly broke. If you must know, I had to make a business transaction. What kind of transaction? I thought you said that you wouldn't be in debt to the Moreau's even if your life depended on it. That's because I wouldn't be in debt. You see, it's all a fair trade. And so he went into full detail - excluding thoughts and feelings on the man in question - placing a hand in the air every time he felt Merrill would interrupt with her own input. By the time he had finished, they were sitting in the cab. Now you may speak. He smiled as she colored. So, you're going to...buy, this man? Yes, Merrill. He was such a patient friend. But... Why, Adiyna, that's so horrible!! He sighed. Of course she'd have this reaction. Not anymore horrible than what they were probably doing to him. Look at it this way, he won't have to be tried for throwing his blade at the announcer, and he won't have to fight or kill anymore. Unless Adiyna deems it necessary, but even he didn't engage in much senseless violence anymore. Either way my decision is pretty much final, Merrill, so stop giving me that look. The woman pouted, gazing out the cab window for a few moments. You won't...hit him or anything, will you? Or make him walk around naked? Make him walk- Hm, he hadn't actualy thought of that one before, it didn't sound too bad. All that skin and muscle on display, he wouldn't even have to- No, I won't make him do anything like that, damn her and that face she inherited. To be completely honest, I'm not sure what I'll do, yet. Beyond have fantastic sex, that is. He was going to get his hands on a fighter, what was a noble like him going to do with a man like that? Well, didn't you say you needed another servant around the place ever since James went back to his mother? Ah, James. He was surprisingly tasty. I did, didn't I? The cab came to a stop. Well, I'm to go to the Moreau's tomorrow to discuss a price. Shall I walk you home? Because he could be a gentleman when he wanted. No need, she smiled at a tall, dark haired man who was currently kissing a woman with yellow hair just across the street, my brother will take me. Poor man was probably on a date, and now his little sister was going to ruin it all. Perhaps this is another reason why he liked Merrill. However vanilla she was, the woman was still devious in her own, refreshing way. Will you be alright on your own? Of course. I don't see why I would have any trouble. Anyone who dared was a fool and deserved whatever they got. In fact, he was feeling a little peckish. Perhaps he'll send out Harriet to fetch him something once he made it home. Surprisingly he didn't have to do a thing, for when he did arrive the maid informed him that he could either sate his hunger at once or wait a couple of hours for everything to be done. There was a brief internal debate as to whether or not he wanted to give into his primal desires now or wait another night, then decided, what the heck he's earned it. It was certainly a beautiful end to his near perfect day. x The following morning he was awoken early, shuffled into a steamy bath that relaxed his muscles almost instantly. Harriet was, once again, given details about his plans for the day as she combed his hair. Thankfully they still had a jar of the jam mentioned from yesterday, left untouched and weeks before it's expiration date. A basket was assembled before it was time for his departure, filled with the jam, two short loaves of bread, cheeses, and a small variety of fruit. Let it not be said that Adiyna didn't know how to meet expectations. Harriet accompanied him to the Moreau's, remaining respectfully silent as her betters discussed a price for one Alexander a much better name than the title he was previously 'gifted', with. Ten thousand aureus. Dear Lilith, as much as I think you deserve a fair trade, I do not wish to go bankrupt for one man. She sniffed. Then you name a price, Adiyna. He hummed in thought. How does seven thousand aeureus sound? She nibbled delicately at a piece of jam coated bread. Fair enough. Her own servant next to her bent low to give his mistress a parchment of paper, which she set down on a free space on the table, a pen placed next to it. This contract states that both parties agree on the pre-negotiated price of seven thousand aeureus, how did she- and says that Alexander will not see another day in the arena unless it is decided by the court and his previous owner that such a thing is permissible. It also states that he is in full health, suffering no underlying defects, and I will not be held responsible for anything that he may decide to do on his own after the transaction, meaning if he lashes out at you or runs away then it is your problem. However, you have full freedom to do whatever you wish of him, as long as it does not breach anything mentioned in the contract. Adiyna quietly signed his name on the dotted line after a few moments, sliding both pen and paper back to her, causing the woman to make a noise as if she'd been waiting on him all day. Here you are, She acted like he wasn't going to read everything himself. Lilith was a good business woman, a smart one, and therefor she could not be trusted. Shall I give you your payment now, or would you rather wait? She loved her theatrics as much as he did, that much he knew. Lilith waved her hand in a dismissing motion. What kind of proper host would I be if I rushed you out of the house? Which meant that they were going to spend the next couple of hours gossiping, excellent. She wasn't even bitter enough to try and take subtle jabs at Merrill, which left Adiyna in an excellent mood, because only he was allowed to do that. At the end of the visit, she followed him to the door. We really must do this again, Adiyna. It's been such a long time since you've last visited. Ah, formalities, where would the world be without you? Of course, Lilith. You and your household do take care. They didn't bother with the traditional cheek kiss, because neither of them really wanted to touch the other, and it just seemed excessive at this point. About halfway through his stay Harriet was excused to go and pick up his current property and deliver him to the house, where he would be inspected and thoroughly washed under her critical eye. Adiyna arrived home later that evening, bringing with him a cake that Merrill insisted would 'help the man feel more at ease', whatever that meant. He thought it would be too odd a gesture, as the man was a slave and Adiyna his new master, but he bought it if only to appease her. What if he was allergic to chocolate? Then he'd be down a slave - no one could convince him that humans weren't the fragile creatures he firmly believed they were - and out seven thousand aeureus. Where is he? Question was directed at one Harriet, who was currently taking away his hat and jacket. In his room, Adiyna, she once called him master, but it didn't have a nice ring to it and he had yet to find a replacement. He has been washed and dressed as you've requested. Ah, good, How soon shall dinner be ready? Within the next hour. Then that will be all, Harriet, thank you. It was time he addressed his new house guest. Box in hand, Adiyna made his way to his bedroom, knocking only once before entering. Ah, look at you. I'm so glad your skin didn't react badly to the soaps, because it would have been such a btch finding something else. For Harriet, not him, that wasn't his job. You know, I can't decide if I like you better in the armor or out of it, the object was set on a nightstand. Let's have a look at you, stand up. LOL I'm making a set and you can't stop me Possibly several, because I am now obsessed.