Mute [A Slave Auctioning - Unofficial Host]

[Zenva Vrotoa]

There was yet another bid from the man in the background. Zenva turned slowly in her seat to look at him, her expression devoid of emotion. For several long moments she sat there watching him, stone faced and silent. The auctioneer repeated his bid, drawing the Blood Matron's attention back to the stage, her perfect smile returned in an instant. Zenva's hand flicked yet again, her guard raised her sign as she spoke. "One hundred fifty thousand credits for miss Cronus."

Even as the matron called her new bid, there was an exchange among her entourage. A woman among the group stood and crossed the room silently. The young Zabrak guard sat down beside Gray, smoothing a wrinkle in her black pant suit. She set a datapad down in front of the soldier and spoke quietly, "Clan Vrotoa commends your competitive nature sir. However, I would ask you to see yourself out of the auction. A gentleman would let the lady win." The woman stood, flashed the soldier a pretty smile and rejoined the Zabrak's group. As for the datapad sitting before him, it contained readouts for a military Walker and a voucher for twelve of them. A simple, old fashioned bribe.

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[Gray Raxis]

Gray was a little disappointed to hear that his thought of the woman bidding against him kept pace and out bid him. He was thinking of what to do next when a zabrak woman came over spoke to him and then left right after. She left behind a datapad and he bent down to pick it up. He looked it over for a bit and was a little surprised at what was offered on it. Twelves walkers were not a small sum and would have come in handy in many ways. He thought about it for a moment before he got up and walked over to the woman who had been bidding against him.

Gray got close enough to her so he could speak quietly and not disturb anyone else. He said as he held the datapad out to her, " Here, I think your companion dropped this by accident." He then held up his fan and said, " Three hundred thousand (300,000) credits for Miss Cronus." He then looked to the woman and said in a lower tone of voice, " Sorry, but it seems like I'm not going to be able to be a gentleman tonight." He then headed back to his previous spot. If this had been a regular auction and didn't have a life of a person on the life he would have taken the bribe. But that was not how things were going sadly. He sighed a bit to himself at the lose of twelve walkers though that he could have given to either his company or the Free Colonies.

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[Cronus Uturn]

There was a silenced moment at the podium, where the woman quietly turned again to speak into the earpiece, almost out of earshot of some of the best listeners in the crowd tonight. She turned back around with that same gleeful smile on her face, speaking eagerly into the microphone. "We are currently holding the bid of three hundred thousand credits as the largest bid tonight for Miss Cronus, who apparently is a lot more famous than we have predicted! Do we hear something higher? Does anyone dare challenge three hundred thousand credits?"

One of the few in the crowd finally stood up and raised his paddle up high, speaking in a guff and quick voice. "Three hundred thousand and the Corvette outside!" The man was quickly escorted out by a group of guards, who were quick to remind him that physical offers of used vehicles were not allowed. The woman spoke up again. "Sorry about the disturbance, used vehicles are not allowed in the auction!"

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[Zenva Vrotoa]

Zenva's eyes narrowed as she took the datapad. She studied the display for a moment and nodded politely to the man as he doubled her offer yet again. The Matron spoke quietly to one of her personnel. A moment later two guards rose, took the young woman that had tried to bribe the Matron's opponent by either arm, and the trio left without further disruption. The Zabrak noblewoman offered her competition another smile as she rose her hand, "Five hundred thousand credits. What more, I'll pay it twice if you close the auction there."

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[Cronus Uturn]

The hostess hesitated at the podium. Would someone really pay a million dollars for a slave? Was she worth more than she realized? "Five hundred thousand going once," She called out softly into the microphone, eyes wondering through the small waves of people here for only the cheap slaves, or those in bundles. It didn't look like many people wanted to spend hundreds of thousands on this slave for no appearance reason their eyes could see.

"Going twice," She called out, just as Cronus began to walk to the generously paying bidder with a small smile on her face.

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[Tanith Alde]

Lussuria let things play out just a while longer, before she spoke up "I will double that" She murrmurred softly, flashing a challenging smirk to her old acquaintance [member="Zenva Vrotoa"] "Two Million Credits, for a closed auction" She murrmurred, not to be outdone. One leg she crossed over the other, leaningback with a sigh

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[Cronus Uturn]

"T-two..?" The woman fumbled for words, her eyes lined with only greed of wealth that was simply piling on top of each other for this innocent mute lab rat. It didn't matter if it was personal conflict between the three high rising bidders, anything that was said could possibly be final in the ending statement.

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[Zenva Vrotoa]

A musical little laugh escaped the Zabrak as her old companion out bid her. The Zabrak handed a small comm device to one of her attendants and gestured toward the Anzati. The guard rose obediently and move to sit beside the Sith Lady. In the meantime Zenva's hand rose yet again, her voice cutting through the auctioneer's hesitation, "Very well. Two and one half million credits."

A moment later Zenva sent a message to the comm now in Lussuria's possession, While I'm fondly aware of what you do to your pets darling, this one is mine. We could share her if you behave.

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[Tanith Alde]

Lussuria considered. She didn't necesarrily need ownership of her, if Zenva would give it to her. And it would save her quite a bit of money. A small smile curled her lips upwards, why not, the siths had enjoyed eachothers company in the past, perhaps it was time for another Visit.

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[Gray Raxis]

Gray watched as the bidding was going out of control. What was so special about this mute slave girl that was pushing things this far? He wanted to free here and offer her some work so she could live her life however she saw fit. He wasn't sure what these women's plans were or what kind of deal was being made, but he was suddenly getting the feeling it would be best to not let them have their way. He already denied one bribe attempt, so he might as well see his conviction through to the end.

Gray held up his auction fan and said, " Three million credits for the girl." He knew that was far more than anyone was willing to pay for a single slave, but this wasn't about a slave. This was about the life of a young girl and him trying to keep her from something worse than what she had already gone through from happening again. He wondered what would happen because of this auction though. The woman who was really going after the slave girl seemed well connected and obviously had more credits than most. If he was a wiser man he would have taken the bribe and left things off there, but he was never known for doing the wise thing in times like this.

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[Cronus Uturn]

The incredible rush of credits were no more of a surprise anymore. Three million credits was enough to make a floating island some place, yet they were wasting it like gumdrops on a useless laboratory girl who's only honest features were her inability to talk. "Three million credits for Cronus!" The woman cried out, almost unable to believe what was happening. "This young man may win over our dear Cronus. Going once!"

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[Tanith Alde]

"I'll bid another Million and a half, but added on to my dear Zenva's bid" Lussuria called out with a small smile. Perhaps the small gift might go somewhat towards mending their relationship

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[Cronus Uturn]

Quickly a pair of black dressed uniformed guards came out from the back to escort and inform Lussuria that changing other person's bids in any way was not allowed.

[member="Lady Lussuria"]

 

[Cronus Uturn]

Spoiler

Auction is ending at 7:00 PM Mountain Time.
Please put your bids in and fight over it until then. Anything after will be disregarded.

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[Zenva Vrotoa]

Zenva's cruel smile returned in short order. Once more her hand rose. Once more the soldier behind her raised their little auction sign. "Three and one half million."

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[Gray Raxis]

Gray listened as his bid was first attempted to be out done by a combining of bids, but it seemed to not be taken seriously by the auctioneers. He was glad to hear that, but then the moment got ruined when the woman he had been in a bid war with suddenly outbid him again. That was not good, but he had to make another attempt at winning the girl. He raised his auction fan up and said, " Four million credits." He didn't know if that would win him the bid though or if the woman would outbid him again. He just needed to wait and see how things progressed from here.

OOC: Don't want to be that person who waits till the last second to bid and snipe it. Messed up to do to someone, especially in RP. Ball is now in your court!

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[Cronus Uturn]

"Four million credits for Cronus and her items. Going once!" The woman said outloud, happy to see the bidding had gone so high for this round. It seemed someone else put down a timer to speed things up, after all, they had a lot of things to sell today.

Spoiler

30 minutes remain until highest bidder wins. If you need to, please PM each other.

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[Zenva Vrotoa]

Zenva's attention turned back to the soldier competing against her. She smiled to the man for a long moment before raising her hand once more. "Five million credits." She said sweetly while she continued to stare at the soldier, smiling all the while.

OOC: Well I'm at work now so I'm not likely to be able to post again. PM with the 3 of us to settle final bid?

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[Cronus Uturn]

"Five million credits going once, going twice.... and, sold!" The woman said with a large smile, just as the timer ran out and Cronus was officially sold. The slave didn't exactly want that person to win her, but it was pretty much better than some evil Hutt who would make her dance. Without another word, Cronus moved to wait in the back for the auctions to end, and to be taken back home to her new owner.​

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[Zenva Vrotoa]

Zenva's pleasant little smile turned vicious. She offered her soldier of an opponent one final nod before she flowed out of her seat. She motioned to one of her guards, "Collect my prize Mister Irons, and see her dressed properly. I won't be attended by some junkyard mechanic reject." The guard simply nodded before leaving to collect the Matron's newest acquisition.

The Zabrak crossed the room to stand before the man that had bid so valiantly against her, "That was entertaining sir. A noble effort on your part." She settled the datapad they had been handling on the table in front of the soldier, beside it she set a comm device. "Keep the Walkers. If for nothing else but to remove the blemish from my honor, hmm?" She stepped away only to stop and turn back to the man. "Oh! That has my personal contact information programmed to it. Call me. We'll have dinner or something." She chuckled sweetly before setting out once more. Her entourage trailing behind her.

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