Naive Minds.

[Edric Vanyan]

Yulathe listened to the sounds outside of the holding warehouse where they kept the slaves for today's trade, herself being shoved in a cage like an animal. She had a collar on now and clad is the dress more commonly seen with the slaves that hutts kept around them for what ever it was that the slugs did. Meanwhile around her there were others, some human, some zeltrons, ofcourse the prized twiliks, and all of the above.

Yulather herself looked down at the clothing and at how she was kept, a dish for food and a dish for water, her own neck still holding a shock collar with nothing but a number and a price tag. Even her tails had been tied together. She was getting hungry too, and not for the shitty mush they fed her but meet. Infact she had bitten one of them the other day and was even awarded a gag for it, which was only removed when she was forced to eat the mush.

Every night she had cried, she had wanted to go home. But now she waited for her turn on the sales block of this stupid world.

 

[Dōkeshi]

Kobayashi was running through the streets of Nar Shaddaa. If those slavers had belonged to anybody but a Hutt, the white-clad warrior would have been in a cage, probably drugged. But, of course, Hutts were only really interested in women. It was bad enough that they were slavers, but they'd gone and taken his jacket, sword and mask, too. Unforgivable.

He leapt over a terrace, dropping twenty feet and landing on all fours. His white clothes somehow seemed to repel dust and grit as he ran, something almost like anger causing him to radiate Dark power as he went. The black claw that had long been the replacement of a normal left hand was literally smoking with energy. It coalesced at his command, and blasted a heavy door out of the way with a sound like screaming.

It was time to kill slavers, get his sh*t back, and wreak havoc.

[member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"]

 

[Nyxie]

It had not been long since all was forfeit to Saera and Circe Savan. Aynea had cast aside her life of luxury and abandoned all riches. She wanted little, and had little to offer in return. By her hip was her alchemical katana and wakizashi, tied neatly to the glistening sash around her snow-white robe. Underneath was her favorite singlet mini-dress, silk stockings and Armor-Ani bikini. She was somewhat of an exhibitionist, even for a rogue Jedi, which bothered her little she who took pride in the temple that was her ageless body. By her other hip stood the young and timid Aeizori-Mei. The girl reminded her much of her daughter in more ways than she was comfortable admitting. This was the lifestyle chosen by Aynea on her path to finding herself, and along with her came the girl.
"Little one," Aynea asked, patting Aeizori's head softly, "For as long as you're with me, you're free to speak your mind."
Aynea smiled at the girl, hugging her close to her bosom.
"I'm always curious to hear anything you have to say. How do you feel?"
Deep inside, the vixen had severe reservations about bringing the girl to such a place as Nar Shaddaa, but without any credits to pay for another shuttle ride out with the extra tag-along, she was forced to rethink her plans. There would be no knee bound for a distraught vixen's ribs a second time.

[member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"]​

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

She blinked, and looked around this place. Aeizori squints her eyes, trying to think about something. When She was spoken to, the girl perked up, and looked at her. The Question felt abit odd to her, and it would take her some time before registering what was asked. "I-I'm... I'm fine Mistress-I-I mean.. ..." She had paused, wondering if it was alright to call [member="Ronin Xyhn"] that name or not.

Still, her mood of being on a planet such as this, made the girl wonder. "M-Mistress... why-why are we here. . ."

[member="Dōkeshi"]
[member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Ronin Xyhn"] [member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"] [member="Dōkeshi"]

Yulathe looked up as someone came to the cage before inching away again and staring down at the ground as she was yanked out of the cage and thrown to the ground. She was then pulled up to her feat by her hair and brought towards the sales stage as thye walked towards the light until it blinded her and the announcement was made. "We have a special treat for everyone, its a one of a kind creature for you all to have a chance at and it is starting at a thousand credits." The man held her by the hair and stared out over the crowd as they started bidding.

 

[Nyxie]

Aynea sighed. She was at a loss for words, so she simply wrapped her arms around the girl from behind and leaned lightly over her.
"You know, you don't have to call me that. But if it makes you comfortable, I guess it couldn't hurt.... We're waiting for the next shuttle."
It was then that Aynea had a sudden itch in the base of her tails, where they met her back. She scratched at the cluster of fur for a moment before coming to an epiphany, sighing once more but this time in clear disdain.
"Dear... when was the last time you had a bath?"

[member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"], [member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"], [member="Dōkeshi"]​

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

She would blink, still not used to the hugs and love that she is receiving. "...Arf?" She slightly hesitated, and blinks for a moment before finally nodding at [member="Ronin Xyhn"] 's request and question. She looked down at her feet, trying to come up with how to word it, but she can't quiet think of a way to put it. ". . .Uhm. . .10. . . .times of sleep. . .?"

Then her ear suddenly twitched, and her eyes widened. She heard something in the distance and the girl froze in place. Aeizori slowly started to Hyperventilate, and went to cling onto her.

[member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"]
[member="Dōkeshi"]

 

[Nyxie]

Ten nights ago... Aynea figured. Were that true, she wasn't doing a good job bathing. Perhaps it was the girl's poor living conditions at the hands of her former masters that simply never allowed her to properly clean. Whatever the case, Aynea planned to share a bath with her later to thoroughly clean her hair and fur. A routine medical examination by a doctor in humanoid physiology probably wouldn't hurt either. It was overdue.
Aynea looked down at Aeizori who had curled up onto her. She had been so domesticated by modern civilization for so long that the hundreds of overlaying sounds in the distance all blurred out in her sensitive ears and were long forgotten by her mind as just another average thing. She wrapped her arms around the paranoid girl to comfort her.
"What's wrong, Aeizori? I'm here with you."
Truthfully, Aynea never considered that the kinds of things transpiring on this world might be detrimental to [member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"]'s fragile mental health.

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

She slowly looked around, and then went to calmly walk away from [member="Ronin Xyhn"]. She had heard something, it sounded... soo familiar, but she can't quiet understand or talk about what it was. After another yard or so, She started to softly growl, and head towards the scene of the auction The fur on her tails started to spike up. She was pissed at something, and she couldn't quiet talk or speak about it.


[member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"]
[member="Dōkeshi"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Ronin Xyhn"] [member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"]

Yul was pulled back by her hair and the man continued to talk about how such a rare creature would make for an excellent pet, the tearsin her eyes unable to be stopped from falling as she was held like some prized animal and waited for one voice among the many to win. She had to run, but she couldn't the guards would just grab her again and shove her back into that cage. Not to mention she had no where to run to so instead she stood there and cried as she was being sold.

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

She saw what was going on, and started to push and shove herself towards the front of the crowd. "G-Grr..." She continues to growl, and then suddenly would try to lunge at the slaver, not giving any cares about who or what is watching her. All that was going through her mind, was the man who made her this. Sadly, the guards near them took note of this, and one would tackle the girl down before she made it towards the Slaver. The two would fight on the ground for abit, then Aeizori bit him on the shoulder, clearly drawing blood on the man. He grunts in pain, and would slightly get off of her. The girl would take this moment to roll around, switching their positions to where Aeizori is over him now. She went to repeatiately punch the guard in the face. Meanwhile, the second guard came up behind her, and went to taze the poor girl.

[member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"]
[member="Ronin Xyhn"]

 

[Nyxie]

"A-Aeizori?" cried Aynea as she ran out of her arms.
She was quite the ferocious little thing, Aeizori, and Aynea simply stood and watched for a moment as she wrestled her way through the crowd. As expected, guards eventually gave pursuit, and it wasn't long before a fight broke out. It was exactly what Aynea had wanted to avoid; Aeizori caused a scene while she was low on credits and trying to avoid detection. The vixen slowly paced through the parting Aeizori left in the crowd, the beskar high-heels of her shoes clanking in a low-resonating thud with each step. When one of the guards tackled the girl and began wrestling with her on the ground, Aynea began to grow worried. She did not want to have to interject, for she could not afford to make a scene. Not long after, the girl drew blood, was beating the guard senseless, and finally struck with a shock club.
...That was the final straw.
With a quick leap as fast as the wind, the immerciful blur that was the back of Aynea's heal came sweeping down upon the second guard's neck, throwing him completely off of the girl and several feet away. She then lifted Aeizori by the shirt with the Force until she no longer was in reach of the first.
"Aeizori!" she firmly yelled, trying to startle some sense into the girl.
The stripes and swirls along Aynea's arms were glowing with a pale, indigo light. With a gentle pull of the wrist, nothing prohibiting, the girl would be flung into her arms, which would catch her in a bridal carry.
"Ten thousand credits," she monotonously yelled. "Ten thousand credits in cold, hard chips right now for the slave, to forget about this mess..."
Mid-way Aynea's leg quickly lifted and slammed her heel down upon one of the guards' wrist, almost completely severing it from his arm with the Mandalorian Iron spike at the arch. He shrieked and cried in pain, to no attention of the foxtress.
"...And I don't kill all of you... slowly."
She did not question it, nor did she even bat a lash at the prospect of refusal. In Hutt space, good criminals accepted the hands they were dealt and respected when the cards were stacked against them. Good criminals lived to see another crime; bad ones did not.

[member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"], [member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"]​

((( Sorry for the violence, just want to get this over with so we can thread other things )))​

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"] [member="Ronin Xyhn"]

The Guards and the Slaver both stared in fear and didn't even hesitate as the slaver let go and threw the girl forward. "Go ahead and take her, its not worth our lives to lose one girl, now give us the money... After all we still have a wide enough selection back there to not even worry about the lost profit of that mutt." The slaver said as he held out his hand, waiting for Ashe to give him the credits and leave with Yulathe in hand, after all she got what she wanted.

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

When she was hit with the stun stick, the girl twitched and was forced to get off off the man. All of her rage and madness slowly started to fade as well, and the girl went to pant. When the shock finally ended, she was lifted off of the ground, and places in [member="Ronin Xyhn"] 's arms, and Aeizori coughed slightly. "N-nn... nn.." She would try to say something, but she couldn't find the strenght to.

[member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"]

 

[Dōkeshi]

Beyond the fact that three fox-tailed people were having a beatdown, it really didn't help when Kobayashi leapt in. His claw was glowing with Dark energy as he ripped straight through to the heart of the slaver who'd taken the two fox women from the bar, along with the White Dōkeshi's personal effects. When he spoke, his voice was a low hiss.

"Now, who is going to tell me where my mask and sword are?"

He slowly pulled the still-beating heart from the man's chest, ripped it away from the arteries around it, and took a bite. He let the blood drip out onto the pavement, and looked around the group of men, continuing to eat the organ like an apple.

"I wonder what Nikto hearts taste like."

[member="Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae"] [member="Yulathe Aoi-Meethra"] [member="Ronin Xyhn"]