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Subject: Dark Demise


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Crevan
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Date Posted: 20:14:19 05/10/05 Tue
In reply to: Hannelore 's message, "Negative Rose" on 17:08:57 05/10/05 Tue


glance falling over the fea as she entered his study, Crevan remains silent. his frame falling back to rest lightly against the padded chair back. arms resting on leather arm rests. pools seeming to take in all that she was, appraising her as he would a fine mare bought for breeding. interest flashing in his eyes, she seeming to be better looking then he had been told of. the slightest raising of his hand excusing the guards all except the ones that were normally about. the creaking door remembered to be dealt with at a later time. his focus never leaving the slave before him, fingers raising to rub lightly at his chin. step closer slave. words not exactly harsh but by no means kind. a glare directed at her, the usual he seemed to adapted when talking to such as herself. what are your talents? words slow and precise his usual accent carefully edited out so she could understand incase she was not from Rome, his lyrics rich and deep with a regal ring. waiting comfortable for her words his unwavering glance telling of the horrors that awaited should she feel the need to be anything less then respectful. his temper reined in as long as there was no show of defience and a slave worked to please him. her worth already being calculated in his mind as he began to make plans for his future use of her. each slave having its own nitch in which it was mean for and trained his thoughts whirling with the possiblities that came with her. her next words important in desiding her fate and a deciding factor on how he would treat her from here on out. not one to change his mind once it was made up stubborn to a fault though none would ever dare utter a word on it.

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