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Slaves Aven-ged (Rana)

Aven Blanc

I'm not Jon Snow... I know stuff.
"No."

Aven pointed a once again ice-covered finger at the green girl's face, getting a little bit red at the question, and the comment about his height. The idea of owning a slave was repugnant to him, like killing babies or eating ropos. He looked straight into her eyes, and sighed softly.

"I'm nobody's master. You can follow me around, if you want... Maybe help me figure out what to do in this galaxy I don't know. But I'm not 'master'. I'm Aven."

Satisfied that he'd forestalled any other titles like that, he smirked crookedly and put a hand between their heads as if to compare their heights.

"And I'm the same height at you, Dot Girl."

[member="Rana Talrin"]
 
[member="Aven Blanc"]

"Dot girl? And also... your short for a guy though..." She smiled at the frozen man, her smile there, small but there for the first time. "Uh where are we going... i dont know what it is that things are going to happen now." She looked again behind her, she didn't know what was going to happen now. She was so used to the cages and being told what to do that she was almost needing it to happen. "Uh Ma- i mean Aven, what do you want me to do?"
 

Aven Blanc

I'm not Jon Snow... I know stuff.
Aven smiled at the green-skinned girl, and lowered his hand so it was stretched out to her. The ice on his bangs made a small crackling noise as wind flew through the back of the auction stage.

"I want you to come with me, and we can go see space. I haven't the vaguest idea what's out there. You can help me deal with space, and I can fight for you."

He ignored the further comment on his height, and smiled wider.

"How's that sound, Dots?"

[member="Rana Talrin"]
 
[member="Aven Blanc"]

"Deal with space? Uh ok i guess i can help you deal with space what ever that means. And why are you calling me dots?" She walked with her hands crossed infront of her and her head lowered so that she didn't look directly at the man, still in the mindset of him being a new master and not someone that had gone to the lengths he did to actually just help her instead. This left her confused and very much so wondering what he would do.
 

Aven Blanc

I'm not Jon Snow... I know stuff.
Aven grinned like a little kid, and put his hand under the green-skinned girl's chin so she'd look directly at him. It was a little frustrating for him that she was like this, but he guessed it had something to do with the fact that slavers and slavemasters liked subservient women.

"I have no clue what's out there. I don't know where Hoth is, even if I wanted to go back. I don't know what planet I'm on, and I don't give a damn. That's what I mean by 'deal with it'... Just hang around with me and see everything. Maybe even tell me where we are, once in a while."

He stuck out his index finger and ran it down her nose.

"As for the dots, I've never seen a tattoo like that before. It's like little diamond-shaped polka dots. Cute."

[member="Rana Talrin"]
 
[member="Aven Blanc"]

"They are... i dont know what they are... but stop making fun of me." She said it, a little more comfortable and thinking this man might not actually harm her so she was ok with speaking that much but remained silent from that point on as she started walking with a bit more confidence but still was obviously expecting orders of some kind from how she stood. It wasn't that she wanted to be ordered around but at this point she was just so used to being told what to do it was confusing he would let her speak to him like she was.
 

Aven Blanc

I'm not Jon Snow... I know stuff.
Aven's eyes widened as he realized that his intent had been totally mistaken for something else. His bangs wagged around, dropping small pieces of ice as he quizzically tilted his head at the green-skinned girl. Then he blushed when he realized what he'd actually been saying. Recovering quickly to cover up his embarrassment, he smiled at the girl.

"I wasn't making fun of you... The dots are actually cute, and I don't know your name. You actually got me backward."

[member="Rana Talrin"]
 

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