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[color=FFB6C1]Location: The Slave Market – Towards the HQ with the two slaves[/color][/center]
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Louise shuddered and winced when she heard Jehenne screamed, when the branding iron touched her skin. It was pretty much an irony since her father basically treated her similar to what is happening to Jehenne and Rote. The difference, however, was her father never branded her alike what Jehenne & Rote has on their shoulders now. She definitely didn’t enjoy the ordeal with her father Steven because of how arrogant he was and how pronounced he wanted to kill her. [color=FFB6C1][i]”This is making my blood boil… I should have done something sooner than I did on my 18th birthday. But I didn’t know that my father wanted me dead… guess I was naive back then...”[/i][/color] Louise thought to herself with an interesting look on her face.

She, however, snapped out of the whole thing when the Auction Master said something, highly important to her. It took her a few moments to think of a response for the Auction Master. However, it came to her slightly with a gleeful smile on her face. [color=FFB6C1]”I thank you for the opportunity to own Rote Kaufman and Jehenne Alcroft. They are definitely wonderful looking slaves… I will make sure the stones are kept safe.”[/color] Louise said, with a grin on her face and a boastful attitude to her. Her body language basically was a bit nervous about something or someone, it could be her father or someone else entirely. She put the two flat pale green semi-precious stones engraved with an ‘S’ mark on her person. However, she heard what Jehenne had said, and she smiled kindly back, even though her hair was still blatantly fire. [color=FFB6C1]”Out of everything, I am grateful to meet you both even though you are my slaves. I do hope we can be friends in these troubling times. And yes, let’s begin after all.”[/color] Louise said, with a genuine heartfelt retry type of thing since she never had any friends to begin with. She was trapped within the von Hammerwhirl family estate basically all her childhood and never really had any friends, because of the fact the von Hammerwhirls were basically outcasts. 

Louise heard the Auction Master, ask if she was buying more slaves. It isn’t really in her interest to keep Cocheta waiting for the slaves in question. [color=FFB6C1]”No, I am not buying anymore slaves, Auction Master. Jehenne and Rote, please come with me to your new home in the Ahlryt-Liu Company HQ as slaves.”[/color] Louise said, with a kind and gentle tone towards the two slaves in question. It’s a bit odd for her to do but she was basically treated like them in her own childhood home. She does want to make people comfortable with their accommodations. [color=FFB6C1][i]”Hmm… I do hope sooner or later I can kill that bastard of a father… However, that can wait since there’s bigger problems since with what Rote had said… it’s a bit terrifying exactly.”[/i][/color] Louise thought to herself, with a glance towards her staff hopeful to hear what it has to say.

The Goreflame Staff crackles, pops a bit and speaks with an understanding tone in its voice, which sounds like a teenage girl’s voice of 15 years old. [color=87CEFA]”I do hope Louise, you will forgive and forget your father Steven. His ancestors done many terrible things in the purity of their foolish traditions. Including purging their own flesh and blood if they have ever the slightest hint of magic within them. However, you know this first hand but was spared by the one you love, your mother Raina.”[/color] The Goreflame Staff’s understanding teenager voice, which it was specifically addressing Louise’s unwillingness to forgive and forget her father Steven exists in her life. However, its a long road towards forgiveness and forgetting what someone has done. It was a bit more understanding to listen to it speak some more about things. [color=87CEFA]”Jehenne and Rote, I do hope you treat Louise with a slight difference to the word of what she is to you right now. A slave owner, since she had the most torment underneath that prideful tradition holding bastard.”[/color] The Goreflame Staff’s understanding teenager voice, pleading with Jehenne and Rote. That was the oddest thing that the Goreflame Staff’s voices has ever done it pleaded as if it was begging towards two slaves instead of ordering them to do a common courtesy. It was the staff that Louise wielded but they are like family to her since she was branded with the Disownedment Ritual Tattoo on her back.

Louise had a look on her face of a bit of shock, it was obvious she had never really thought of forgiving and forgetting her father. It was better to keep the hate and rage within her every time his name was brought up in conversation since it is a super sore point for her. [color=FFB6C1][i]”I guess, this is why I enjoy conversing with the Goreflame Staff so much. It helps me out constantly, but… I cannot do that staff my father Steven…”[/i][/color] Louise thought to herself, with a specific stare towards the Staff. It was very obvious what the stare is, which is basically she still wants to do what her father wanted to do to her all those years ago, kill her in cold blood because she was a mage. She saw where the Auction Master pointed her towards, and she nods and smiles with a happy smile. There would be many things that would ruin her mood and make her explode, its a bit obvious in that with how unstable she is with the mention of her father. [color=FFB6C1]”Let’s go Jehenne and Rote.”[/color] Louise said. She looked at both Jehenne and Rote again and took in a bit more of their features and enjoyed what she saw of both of them. However, she never really had a chance for any type of relationship because of the strictness of her father. [color=FFB6C1][i]”My father… was the worse… he stopped me from getting to know anyone expect for my siblings and mother. That’s all the relationship type thing I had. Guess he didn’t want me to make more children with magic, I guess? Because it was odd...”[/i][/color] Louise thought to herself, with rolling her eyes basically at what her father was to her although her life.

She walked towards the main exit, with the two slaves in tow since she wanted to get to the Company as quickly as possible. It’s mostly because of the fact she didn’t want to keep Cocheta waiting, because she wanted to get this done so she can continue making a name for herself. To get out of the shadow of what her family name [i]is[/i] because it is definitely in the shit for what her father had done and the people before him did too. [color=FFB6C1]”This is going to be a bit different for the both of you. Since you used to walk the streets dressed? Now you’ll be naked for all to see.”[/color] Louise said, with a small giggle leaving her lips. Because it was a bit funny to her, but not enough since if the roles were reversed they would probably allow her to be sold to someone that would constantly do things to her with her unable to talk back. The irony didn’t befall her but most people didn’t have this kind of power over people that were left with nothing, since they were enslaved by the Iron Decree.

[@Zoey White] [@Letter Bee]