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Alex looked up from his position on the cot. "Alex." he replied, a little bitterly, before allowing his head to rest back down. I'd better not screw this up and not be able to get out of here. This guy seems like he is looking for a disobiedient slave. Alex thought. Reading his emotions, Alex determined that he was rather excited, although it wasn't that hard to tell, that smile that he wore gave it away. Alex slowly sat up on his cot, looking at the man outside the bars, his dark eyes dialing in on the master's eyes.

Wincing at the slight pain, Alex looked up at the man with a hint of disgust in his eyes. "As for where I am from, I have no idea. I know I ended up here partly because of my telepathy and such. I was taken against my will, and placed here, going in-between masters and mistresses for quite some time, Master Belazerith." He did not like calling anyone master, thus, said it like it was a title to be detested. He gritted his teeth, trying to restrain himself from lashing out at the man. This might be his only chance to get out of this place for quite some time.

What? I'm actually getting out of here? Alex thought, unbeleiving. Slowly getting up, he walked out of the cell that had held him for so long. When he got out he squinted a little, the light outside the cell being just a bit brighter than that of inside the cell. Alex turned to Belazerith, wondering what he should do next.

(Sorry for my limited posting last night. Mother dearest wasn't in thw best of moods so I figured avoiding the downstairs area would be a good idea. x3)

"Oh, no, I'm not kind! Really, I'm, um.. Cold and cruel and very, very harsh! So, the slave I choose would have a difficult time with me, I bet." Despite the fact that no one would probably believe her even if she did happen to be good at lying, which she wasn't, Ione decided to protest anyway. Who was she to think of herself in such a good light? What right did she have to make herself seem even a little more caring than another?

His slight change of tone did not go unnoticed by the girl and she promptly cast an apologetic glance towards the floor. "Yes.. I'm sorry, you're right. The ribbons should never be considered even the least bit stunning, due to what they represent." Ione stated softly, wondering just what it was like to be a slave. Surely they couldn't be treated so bad- It'd be inhumane to act too extreme towards them. Unfortunately, whether Ione believed it or not, not everyone was so keen to keeping within the boundaries of a person's birth right.

"Really? Oh good, then at least I'm not doing so terribly, then. Even if I'm not acting like that of a normal buyer, at least you seem okay with it." Subtle fervor danced across her features, apparently satisfied at her 'achievement' of not completely screwing the whole process up. Zhin's blush, however slight it may have been, managed to catch the young woman's attention, though her steady gaze never strayed from his own. "Mister Zhin, you flushed red for a moment." Ione remarked, though she didn't appear to really connect the statement with any reasons to support it.

The vampire's words caused Ione to smile, a smile that expressed general pleasure rather than mere politeness. "Thank you, sir. I can't say that I believe it, but I really do appreciate your comment. I find it nice to think that there's a possibility that I might actually possess a decent amount of wisdom."

[[Zhin's in red, Belazerith's in blue, just so we're clear and not all, "OMIGAWD HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?!".
xP]]

Zhin chuckled slighty at her words, knowing how big of a lie she was telling. "Of course, Ione, of course you are. Cruelest mistress I've ever seen." he responded, trying to keep a straight face. It was good to have a sense of humor again, he thought.

"Don't worry," he replied hastily, "I'm sure you meant no harm. It's hard to imagine really what it's like from our point of view, when there are those who've never been anywhere near this." Though it was a sad thing to say, he said it in a warm tone, more knowing than anything. He knew she hadn't meant any harm, so he didn't consider any harm.

"No, you're doing wonderfully. Ask any slave here and they'll tell you without a second thought. Any of us would rather have a considerate buyer...Even if they are 'Cold and cruel'." he laughed with a broad smile. At the mention of his blush though, Zhin's smile faltered. Taught not to lie to a master or mistress, or even a potential one, he smiled sheepishly and replied. "Yes, I believe I did." She'd only stated that he had, after all, so he really wasn't denying it.

At the sight of the man, Zhin blinked at him, taking his gaze from Ione for a moment to stare. The man seemed excited about something, though he didn't pry as to what. Looking back to Ione, the sheepish smile reapeared. "Looks like we've got another potential buyer..." he said slowly. He then blinked again as, only a few moments later, the man came back, leading the man who'd pryed into his mind. He shook his head, wondering just what the slave was in for. "You never know..." he muttered under his breath.

Alex immediately held his arm up in front of his eyes, sheilding them from the intense sunlight. His eyes finally getting used to the light, Alex walked out, taking a deep breath. It feels good to be outside once again. Alex thought. Alex walked up to the horse slowly, patting it on the neck before getting on. Grabbing the reigns, Alex looked to Belazerith. "Well, lead on, Master Belazerith." Alex said, his tone flat and emotionless.

Alex got off the horse, patting it's neck once again before handing the reigns to the stable-man. Alex walked up the stairs, taking in the manor in it's splendour. Seems like he is well off. Alex thought as he climbed the stairs. "Um, today's training?" Alex said, curious. I wonder if I am to be entered into some sort of figting competition, cause if so, I wonder if I'll be able to use my powers.