Post by The Mad Chemist on Feb 22, 2013 20:55:15 GMT -5
After the incident on the Blood Brides' Gladiatrix School Singed ordered Vermillion to take him to a place with green scenery, where his thoughts would not be interrupted by anyone. After some time were they were out on a place where no one would interrupt them Singed spoke to the woman.
“I know that there is a lot going on inside of you can extern it here no one will here you or judge you.”
Caerys took a deep breathe in one of the rare park areas in Noxus. She hastily removed her steel toed boots, to feel the grass beneath her feet. For a moment she looked relieved, finally walking upon bare earth and not the cold pavements of Noxian streets.
She turned to Singed, carrying her glaive upon her back. "You have already purchased my body, and my time. What more do you want from me?"
Post by The Mad Chemist on Feb 23, 2013 20:52:38 GMT -5
“I have purchased your time, I have purchased your body but that is not all I wanted. Didn’t you hear me when we talked at the bank? I have a strong desire of you…I want to know what keeps you going on unbroken despise what has been happening to you.” Singed then sat on the grass and observed the sky for minute before talking. “I’m not going to be hypocritical here. I do have a strong desire for your body, but even more than that I want to know what makes you tick.” “Because of that I will give you what no one on my position would give you: An option, if you would so desire I would only take your company for these 4 days what do you think of it?”
Caerys looked at Singed with a raised brow of suspicion.
"I am a Blood Bride, and more than that I was a gypsy who sought to marry the art of battle and dance, to create an art that I call my own. I am doing so now in the arena." She gave him the standard story of how she became a gladiatrix gladly, but refrained from sharing her true motivations.
"You wish to know what keeps me going, do you? Do you think me a fool, that you would not use that against me, to hold it over my head? What can you possibly do to earn the trust of a slave you have paid for the pleasure of?"
She went quiet and turned away, waiting for the shock. Instead, she changed the topic. "What deal do you speak of? What do you stand to gain from a slave?"
Post by The Mad Chemist on Feb 23, 2013 23:43:03 GMT -5
“What I want for you? Does it matter that much? Why should I give you the full answer while you are denying me the same?” Singed then waved his hand as dismissing the theme. “The deal is the following as I said I will give you the right to choice your future on those 4 days. Of course this has a lot to do with my purchase just now but let’s just think about it as purchasing the “right” to offer you this deal.” Then he extended his hand and raised two fingers. “You have two options: 1 you chose your…purity and nothing happens I disappear out of your life after those 4 days…well maybe I will come to visit you if we develop a friendship.” “This option seems like the best one for you but I’m entitled to tell you it’s down side: You are already too valuable to your mistress to let go.” “I saw your reaction on the bank I “know” that there are things more important to yourself than your life and your first time and that woman probably has a hold on those things.” “What was the deal? “win against her champion and you will be given your freedom and that you treasure”? Was it something like that?” “Do you think that after becoming her goose of the golden eggs she will even give you the opportunity of having that fight?” “The road of your freedom and to that that you hold dearly will stretch slowly until that woman has either, squeezed every cooper out of you or until you become so broken that you will no longer care about those things more than your day to day survival.” “Then is option number 2: You give yourself willingly to me and you win me as your sponsor and ally. I could pressure her into giving you the change of having that “freedom fight” when you believe that you are ready. Heck I will also throw an exclusivity contact into the mix so you would never see yourself on this situation again. And all you would need to give me is exactly what you would have lost after the auction ended and what you will lose anyway after these 4 days if someone with enough money appears after me. “ “You don’t need to respond me now I will give you time to think about it…that’s it when the letter to declare the success of the sellout arrives I will like to have your answer.” “Well for now we should get going buy you some dresses and jewelry I have a dinner with Swain and I’m planning to bring you as company.”
Caerys thought long and deep on the issue. To abandon her expedient freedom or her morals, both were incredibly difficult choices.
"It... it is a difficult choice, as I lose something important either way. You are right though, I'll need plenty of time to think on the matter." She said, stammering slightly and truly unsure of herself. One does not make such a difficult choice during a conversation.
She raised a brow at Singed, though she wouldn't be too surprised. Another avenue of gaining recognition. "Oh? dinner with the Grand General himself?"
Post by The Mad Chemist on Feb 24, 2013 22:06:35 GMT -5
“Oh yes. A dinner with some of the most powerful characters of Noxus and Zaun. I will bring you as my company to make the evening more entertaining.” Singed then got up from the ground and cleaned himself up. “For now guide me to a place where I can buy you the necessary garments for such an occasion.” Then he extended his hand towards Vermillion and told her: “Come with me I will teach you how to use people instead of being used by them.”
Caerys once again turned away and thought deeply on it, as she was tapping her chin with her nails. She took hold of Singed’s hand, and smirked slightly, perhaps the young woman already beginning her slow, slippery fall into betraying who she was.
“Very well then.”
Caerys then led Singed up to the richest shopping districts in Noxus, where she knew high nobility bought everything from gourmet ingredients to the most lavish of clothes. They would come across Zamarra’s, a very exclusive brand that uses incredibly rare imported fabrics- namely materials plundered from the Ionian heartland, now virtually unobtainable due to Ionia’s reclaiming of their provinces.
They were greeted by a well dressed, stylish employee, the moderately sized store having a lavish and bright yet cool interior. Nobles of all ages perused the selections, and spoke in hush tones at seeing Singed enter.
“...Welcome master Singed! Zamarra’s is honoured to have you shop here. Would you like to peruse our selections? We have many fine robes and suits for such an esteemed ally of Noxus.” Caerys simply looked at Singed, and waited for him to tell him.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Feb 24, 2013 23:17:56 GMT -5
Singed observed as the gladiatrix guided him to the most expensive district and the most expensive looking store on the district. One of the employees talked with Singed mostly ignoring his company. “...Welcome master Singed! Zamarra’s is honoured to have you shop here. Would you like to peruse our selections? We have many fine robes and suits for such an esteemed ally of Noxus.” “I’m here to buy garments for a dinner for my consort here and I would like you to attend her like you would attend me do you understand me?”
Hushed conversations began spreading among the clientel of the shop when they saw Singed’s company. Their tones became downright scandalous when Caerys removed her scarf to reveal her slave collar. What was this? The League Champion, Chemist of Zaun, and ally of Noxus, was carting around a slave? And a Gladiatrix, no less; people were quickly inquiring which noble owns or owned the girl.
The attendant raised a brow at Singed’s request, then slowly inspected Caerys, then looked back to Singed... then looked at Caerys, snapping her fingers. “Very well sir. Girls, please attend to master Singed’s... consort.”
She shouldn’t be happy, shouldn’t be pleased- but deep down Caerys couldn't help but smile as she was taken to the female section of the store, past less exceptional noblewomen who couldn't hope to compete with the augmented gladiatrix’s figure. She was partially aware that she was turning her back on her beliefs- but what had those beliefs done for her? Her life was no longer in her hands, and she desperately clung to whatever hope or chance she could to take it back.
She eyed the season’s collections, and her natural tastes for modesty were being slowly eroded by necessity and desperation. She looked at bolder options, but not exceedingly so to appear desperate. She needed to project strength and confidence- despite the fact she was nothing if powerless.
She settled upon one particular dress and had the daring enough to try it on, looking pleased with herself in the fitting room’s mirror. She went to present it to Singed.
“Here, this should serve satisfactory, while allowing me to fulfil my role as a bodyguard.” The dress was mostly a glittering red with black accents. It was sleeveless and backless, the only thing above her bust line being a thin strap around her neck, the better to show off her developed arms and collarbone. The skirt slit was generous like Leblanc’s dress but on both sides, rising up all the wait to virtually her waist and above her belt; the front skirt stopping slightly higher than the rear.
It also showed most of her front and side abdomen, the upper and lower pieces of the dress connected by strips of criss-crossing cloth and rings. It was far from fragile, and just revealing enough, not any more than what she wore in the arena in public and seemed quite mobile- a feature that no doubt was on the highly mobile warrior’s mind. She even had red-black silk gloves. She was still barefoot though, unconsciously having finally removed the horrible leather heels they were made to wear.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Feb 25, 2013 19:08:23 GMT -5
Singed observed as the beautiful slave tried to conceal her excitement from being taken to such luxurious store without much success. He observed as she prove and discarded many dresses finally setting with a wonderful piece that showed many of the assets that had make him chose her but not revealing enough to be tasteless. “Here, this should serve satisfactory, while allowing me to fulfill my role as a bodyguard.” “It’s a wonderful piece that emphasize your beauty but we still need to buy you some jewelry to go with the dress…it is saddening that collar doesn’t go well with you…a gold necklace would be more fitting.” Then he called for the employee of the store. “How much would for the dress?”
The store also featured a jewelry section, and Caerys next went there, picking out two ornate bracelets, an anklet, a gold necklace and a conspicuously sharp hair ornament that likely doubled as a hidden weapon. All were made of gold, though only the necklace had a ruby embedded in it- its design was specifically chosen as it appeared like a fence that wound around Caerys's neck, hiding her collar.
The attendant write out a rough receipt, showing it to Singed. Thus far the breakdown went:
Dress: 15,000 valor Bracelets: 35,000 valor anklet: 15,000 valor Necklace: 120,000 valor
Post by The Mad Chemist on Feb 25, 2013 22:26:12 GMT -5
Singed placed Vermillion in front of the mirror and commented. “Isn’t that much better? Being able to acquire everything you want and not being tied by any shackle?” “To look down on the world instead of being looked down by it? If you learn how to play your cards correctly you can even become the mistress instead of the slave." Then he talked with the employee. “Help her chose some shoes of her liking.” He took out another sack of gold this time smaller than the first one. “This should cover all the expenses.”
At Singed's comment, Caerys momentarily found herself, and paused. She looked at the Chemist.
"I... I'm not interested in dominion over others, or revenge... I just want to be free and out of this place... to be away from it all. But I understand what you are attempting to do. Somewhat. Thank you for all these, by the way- I know money is trivial to someone of your standing, but... to be out of those awful arena clothes is just a relief."
She lowered her head slightly, clinging to regret, clinging to morality, even as the material gifts slowly caused her slip. She spoke in a slightly troubled tone, simply pointing out the first pair of footwear brought to her. The staff had an understanding of what she needed by now, and brought her six-inch, flat soled shoes that featured removable heels should she ever need to get moving.
"And yes, I do agree that having things, even material things, puts them in perspective when they are taken from you."
Post by The Mad Chemist on Feb 26, 2013 0:24:35 GMT -5
The chemist was pleasantly reaction her tone and mannerism said way more than her words he would not pressure her for now and just observe as she let go of those shackles called morals. “Well I just thought you would look better at the top of the food chain” “We will need to get going I will get a suit for myself and we will got to the Noxian high command castle” Singed checked the hour with his watch “Yes we will arrive a little after “elegantly late””
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