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April was lying in a cage that was about 6 feet wide, and six feet tall at a local slave market located somewhere in Vegas. Her hair wasn't its normal snow white color. It was now a cream color, due to the dirt on the bottom of her cage. She didn't have any shoes on, and wore a tattered white dress. Her cheeks were sunken in, and you could clearly see her ribs if it weren't for her dress. She hadn't eaten in days. That's how the slaves were treated. Her last meal consisted of some chicken broth, and a slice of bread. She was hungry, starving, even. She got to her feet, and sighed. Today was another day that she would be looked at like livestock by multiple possible buyers.

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Rikku, being one of the richer vampires, was riding around in his very expensive BMW car. He stopped at the local slave market. He needed a new slave. His last one ran away, so he was getting hungrier each passing minute. He scanned the multiple cages, his amber eyes resting upon a neglected-looking girl with white hair. He passed her up, deciding that she wasn't the slave for him.

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April finally gathered up the courage to go to the edge of the cage. She swallowed and said, "Hey, you. Yeah, slavemaster." Her voice was hoarse, yet it was loud. "Could we please get some food and water? We haven't eaten in days," she said, her voice desperate.

The slave master looked at the girl and laughed. "Feeding time is tomorrow, you stupid little girl."

April shook her head. In this place, there was no hope for mercy. She got in the middle of her cage again, and laid down, curled up in a ball, and tried not to cry. She had been stuck in this dang place for months now, and she wanted out.

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Rikku had just pa.ssed up the cage of the sickly white-haired girl when he saw a girl with platinum blonde hair, Knightrus. He stopped in front of her cage. Due to the cages not having any personal information about the slaves, he had to ask her. "Hello," he said, a sadistic smile on his face. "I'm Rikku, and you are...?"

"Fiesty..." Rikku said, smirking. "I like it. But, I still need to know your name." He but his index finger under her chin and lifted her head up slightly. "C'mon, love. I just need to know your name." Rikku was looking straight into her eyes, his pupils dilated. He would get a name out of her.

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April heard feet walk by her cage. She looked up to find a tall man standing there. And then he walked off. She sighed. She thought that she was going to get out of this hellhole for sure. She stood up, and began pacing her cage. Her stick-thin legs looked like they couldn't carry her, but she made it work. Little did the people here know that April was very much a fighter.

April would fight her way out of this place, if she knew she had a chance. But when you're stuck in an iron-barred cage, it's hard to have hope.

"Thankyou," Rikku said calmly. He walked over to the slave master and pointed to Knightrus. "How much is she? Money is no ob
ject." He was being honest. With Rikku, money really was no ob
ject. He used it freely, and treated his slaves fairly well.

"Four hundred dollars," the man said, excited that someone was finally buying a slave.

Rikku stood there, stroking his chin. "I'll give you five hundred," Rikku said, plopping a wad of money into the man's hand.

The man took the money greedily and gave him the key to the cage.

Rikku walked back over to the cage and unlocked it. He wasn't phased by Knightrus's potty mouth. He grabbed her, and threw her over his shoulder. He across the street to his fancy BMW and put her in the back seat. The windows were reinforced with some strong material, due to Rikku having experience with slaves. "You'll like my mansion."

Rikku looked at Knightrus. "Hey, hey," he said, "calm down. I only feed off of the slaves that did bad things. Such as being murderers. That's how I believe that justice should be taken." He stopped the car, and put her in the front seat so that he could watch her. "Oh my god, Knightrus. You're bleeding. He said, frowning. Inflicting self pain isn't how you stop yourself from crying. I won't hurt you, as long as you don't commit crimes. I'll even let you roam around the mansion freely. I take most slaves in to give them a home."

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April was surprised when she was picked up. Halelujah. Here was her chance to get free. She was quiet, not wanting to get slapped like some of her previous masters did when they got tired of her threats. She began humming a tune in her head. She smiled hopefully. She was going to escape before the day was over.

Or so she thought.

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Rikku pulled a chocolate bar out of his glove compartment, and handed it to Knightrus. "This should help with the sadness. Chocolate always cheers me up. Although, eating it is pointless, to me. My body only gets nutrients from blood." He sighed and said, "When we get to my mansion, the maids will size you up, get you some new clothes, and you'll eat a good meal from the cooks."

Name: Lacey Blorethe
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Vampire
Looks: Lacey stands at a mere 5'7". Her hair is thick, dark reddish brown, and it travels to her shoulder blades; however, if she were to straighten it, it would reach to her mid back. It is uncontrollably curly. Her skin is tan, and she has no freckles. She dresses normally, although she was born in Victorian times. Her eyes are of the darkest green imagineable. Given her short size, Lacey's legs are quite long, and she is very skinny, given that she only drinks blood.
Personality: Rp it out.
History: She was born in victorian times, and got bitten at a ball.
Other: Meh.

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Name: Rain Kirandiel
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Looks: Rain is a tall man, standing at over six feet tall. His figure is tall and lanky, with a few long, lean muscles along his arms. His torso is well toned, but he doesn't have wash-board abs. His skin is an average tone, and his eyes are a light spring green color. His white-blonde hair is somewhat spiky, but not kingdom hearts spiky.
Personality: Rp it out.
History: He prefers to keep what happened in the past, in the past.
Other: Nope.

Double post.