[h2]Sif[/h2]

When he had woken up that day, Yamada Jiro had expected nothing worse than having to spend hours filling out the most banal of reports on the minutiae of a project that, although semi-important, held no real interest to him. In no danger of dying from overwork, he would have gotten through the day perfectly fine and in no danger whatsoever--unless it was possible to die from sheer boredom. Though, if that was possible, it was unlikely that someone like him would have ever gotten to adulthood in the first place. Instead, there was some sort of transition and...

Well, it wasn't a position that Sif could see much in. Even worse than that, her memories of the events leading up to her current position were naturally rather spotty--a panicking child was hardly going to remember, in much detail, how she'd been separated from her parents and carried off. Though with a substantially older and unflappable personality, she was beginning to take in her surroundings in detail.

Unsurprisingly, it was some sort of temporary camp, set in rolling hills--probably close enough to civilisation that they could do the hard part of finding a buyer, she would wager, but not so close that it would be obvious what the slavers were up to. Aside from that, her view was rather limited; it seemed that no chances were being taken where magic was confirmed. Not only was she bound and gagged, a chain attached her to the cage that she was in... and if she wasn't mistaken, it was designed to prevent any magic from going straight from the inside to the outside. At least there was one positive--she appeared to be the only one currently in this situation, which meant that nobody wanted to risk damaging the merchandise.

Hopefully someone would come along soon, before the reality of the situation set in and it stopped seeming so [i]surreal.[/i]