. You Won't Break Me . [Mature/Male/Anyone]

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Captian Teagan cold dark eyes showed no room for kindness. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a tight french braid that rarely if every comes undone. At an intimidating 5'11 Adara Teagan with her black boots she towers over nearly all present. Ready for battle, she was dressed in her silver combat uniform that fit to her every curve of her body like a second skin. Adding her prestige are the golden stripes going all the way down down her left shoulder to her elbow, along with the bars pinned at of her neck signifying her rank as Captian.

Captian Teagan intense dark eyes gazed down from the over the railing of the fifty hover craft as they approached the slave market. She was looking for something pacific and she didn't intend on paying for it.

Several hover crafts followed close behind along on either side in a in spear head formation. Troops stood at the ready, with assault weapons awaiting Teagan's command....

The out door slave auction went on, howbeit both auctioneer, slave handlers and the audience where a bit unnerved by the large presence of uniformed troops present. However Teagan did not interrupt... she was after something specific and she would wait.... for a while anyway.

At last the scouts returned.....

Teagan looked over her report and nodded, and with simple nod her officers began giving a series of silent commands.

Which were immediately relayed to the troops and their was a loud crash as the heavy landing bridges slammed down breaking the street cobbles below them.

The masses shrieked in terror as hundreds of troops began marching into the slave auction. Taking captives slaves left and right and killing any and all who resisted or got in their way.

The soldiers treated the ice maiden and her handler no differently.

Three forcibly carried off of the Ice Maiden and handcuffed her hands by her back. Her handler very up set, stepped in to protest, but he was cut short by several gun blasts to the chest... the soldiers didn't think twice, or even speak.

They wordlessly took her jewelry and stripped her of her regal robes and forced her into an orange top and pant without even even bothering so much as buttoning up the orange shirt, leaving her belly and a good portion of her chest exposed accept for the nipple area... nor did they uncuff her hands from behind her back fix it or even put her arms into the sleeves.

Then like the rest of the captives, She was shoved along and forced to walk single file line with the other women captives as they where herded toward large hover crafts by the troops... who offered no sympathy, or explanation to what was going on.

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Adara Reagan Stood at quarter deck, watching the captives in orange jump suits marched into the decks below... when one caught her eye.

Wordlessly she moved down to where the slaves where coming aboard the hover craft and waited until the Ice Maiden reached the of the landing bridge.

Adara lifted her hand and the all activity ceased... and she stepped in to inspect the slave. Her boots where the only sound that was made on the metal grating as she circled around her. Her hand traced over the maiden's back noticing the lumps in her back (from her wings.). Adara's hand went over the malden's chin in a gentle compelling the gesture for he to turn and face her.

Her hand then moved down to the Maiden's open blouse. With simple gesture head glance, two soldiers in blue informs moved foreword and took hole of her by his arms on either side.

Adara glanced down as she slightly lift one side her shirt took a small peak in of the Maiden's opened shirt but showed little emotion and for the moment closed her shirt back up her dark eyes rose back back up look at her captives suspiciously

Suddenly and with out warning, just as the Captain has closed the shirt, She nodded to the soldier on the left, and on command, the shift was ripped off her back leaving fully exposed for all to see, with her hand chained behind her back so that she couldn't cover herself.

Seeing the maiden's beautiful wings for the first time, she arched her brow inquisitively, but didn't comment ....

Akara pulled then pulled out long slender white wand from her belt made of ivory and with simple click the switch blade snapped open faster than eye could see.

Then she turned taking the orange shirt and she slashed the blade blade twice through the back. And with out a so much as word from her or her soldiers she put away her switch blade motioned for the guards to step aside. Akara then silently took her time to refit the Maiden's modified orange shirt so that her wings could into the newly made opened slits in the back.

Once the shirt was properly adjusted, Akara gazed into the Maiden's as she slowly fastened up each one of her buttons all the way to the last up at her neck.

Finished, she gave a hand gesture to the officer nearest to her to carry on and it was carried out immediately . But not before Akara's hand rested on base of the the maiden's wings leading her away from the rest of the captives. Where she continued to look over ever inch of the Maiden until she at last she spoke.

"What do you know about music?"

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OOC Is her wings, feathery like bird wings, or are they like butterfly wings? =)

Ai Enma · Number of posts: 204 Age: 19 Location: Hell. Registration date: 2009-03-08

"The bottom of my hearts lake is rimmed with ice;
Yet my fate is to continue living;
For the sake of that I shall fight to the end;
Close to my heart you gently call to me;
But I cover my ears. For there is a day I also run to;
Embracing a knife of ice. . . '

But someday this peace;
Will warm the world;
My frozen soul will probably melt to;
Setting a prism free;
Until that day comes;
Keep on going; we are fighting;

D o n ' t S t o p !'

From within the center of town; there was always slave bids and trades going around. Capturing things from humans; creatures of the night and myth. They were all brought to one location to be sold as always. One in particular was ranked at a very high price; for what reason remained unknown at this point. A few men walked out carrying some sort of cage; that had been covered up with a long sheet. Once it was placed out onto the middle of the stage; they lowered it into a more suitable location. For one where everyone could see; the echos of other slave traders voices filled the air as well as the man whom was in charge of this cage. Taking a puff of a cigarette; he took the thing from his lips and threw it to the ground. Stepping over the cigarette to put it out; smirking sheepishly the man lifted his head. "Alright alright; Settle down you fools." The man had waved his hands to calm their voices. Speaking. "I got something very speacial for ye; Under this sheet doesn't quite come cheap...Oh no; But listen here; It will be all worth your while I assure you." The man shifted to give a brief tug on the sheets without much warning.

When he did; the sheet fell from the frame of the cage; revealing a raven haired beauty sitting on a chair un disturbed. Crimson hues were masked behind a veil of hair; hardend emotionless expression; refusing to budge. Dressed elegantly in heavenly robes; a short type of skirt made of thin material with a small opening in front. The top; was made out of the same thin material; tied into a bit of a bow in front; shortly. Leaving her slender figure more in view; a white rose remained tuck behind her ear giving off elegance. Her wrists and ankles dripped in silver jewelry; around her neck was a circular clear gem; slightly large. Silver rimmed the outer area making it curve around the gem in the shape of wings. Behind her; was also another pair of wings; these were real much real; they were hers. Silver wings with a blue tint; ice particules accumilating at the tips; shimmering brighter than any diamond. Upon the scene of the breath taking woman; many were in awe at the sight they beheld.

The man rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Yes she is quite the catch...A ice maiden; These would make quite the fortune." He held up a circular gem similar to the one she had around her neck. "Produced out of a single teardrop; The beautiful ' rurimari stone'." He chuckled. "That and plus...She's a wonderful dancer and makes an excellent cook; She can do just about anything you ask her to do; Isn't that right...Maria?" The man had teased it was easy to see the maiden was in such a foul mood. Snapping her firey gaze towards the man; hues glinted threateningly. "I will not." She refused; "Don't tell false lies...I won't shed...not even a tear! No matter what anyone does to me!; You can't break me! None of you!" She snapped angerily; stepping out of her seat. Ramming her fists against the cage; "Let me out of here! I command you!" She snarled enragedly even the sounds of the roaring crowd was causing a mixture of emotions to form in her heart.

"Hey Hey Hey; Wench." The man had snapped; grasping her chin forcefully; piercing her gaze with his own. "If you don't pipe down..i'll see to it; with whoever you're sold to that you will suffer." He warned; as the woman literaly had to bite her tongue on her own words. Before she knew it; the man had opened the cage and grasped her arm. Dragging her ruthlessly forth with one painful tug as he threw her upon the ground. Colliding with the wooden floor; she landed face first; wincing in such pain. She resisted the urge to shed any type of tears; lifting her almost watery hues just to see..who it were he had tossed her to.

[OOC: Ah; Okay well; This will be mature; Cruel master needed or nice XD Doesn't matter; Yeah you can use her whatever; To cry the rurimari stones they can be sold; they're worth alot XD; cooking;cleaning etc; XD Don't matter to me; Have fun with it; she will have a firey spirit so you'll have to kinda break her down >.> no need to ask just join in x3]

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Jigoku Shougo [ H e l l G i r l]
'I shall carry this vengence to hell...'