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She walks into the block, her wings are bound by chains close to her body. Her wrists are shackled tight and bound close to her form. The guard pulls the chain that it attached to the collar around her neck, she does not understand why they do this, she would have come peaceable. She is dragged into the middle of the stage before the auctioneer open's his mouth. She holds her head down this is not the way to treat her, she has done nothing wrong. The auctioneer clears his throat, "Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight we have a treat for you a true Fallen Angel. No hybrid or half bread, 100% Fallen Angel. She is also of the warring class or she was before her expel from heaven. She will be a great warrior for any who need." he boasted, "So the opening bid is 50 thousand gold coins." what lies he tells anything to get a gold coin, she is not a Fallen Angel, one has had to been an Angel of God to be a Fallen one and she never got the chance to service him. So she stood there and waited to see who would be the first to place a bid on her.  | |
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| I care not for a warrior, but by the way she is dressed I'm sure there's something else we could... train her for. "Fallen Angel you say? She must be worth a pretty coin then," Norral said while walking forward and looking her up and down. Again his attention was caught by her wings, black and enticing all on their own. "How does 2,000 gold coins sound for a starting bid?" Norral asked, laughing in his twisted way before sitting back down to see who'd big against him. With all the winged creatures he'd been collecting, maybe he could get a theme-park going on. See the winged freaks! One gold per person... He chuckled lightly and looked at her perky little body. | |
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| The auctioneer frowned, “Sir the opening bid is 50 thousand for the rare creature.�?He stated and he turned to watch the rest of the crowed to see who would bid more. Moon had it she was an Angel that had not serviced not a Fallen One, “Stop lying to the man tell him the truth!�?she demanded, “Or I will!�?she straining against the chairs and they began to stretch one link broke and the auctioneer began to tell him the truth, “She not a Fallen Angel she never serviced Him but she is an Angel. So your bid of 2000 is fair.�?He was sweating and Moon’s eyes where pure silver by this time but she stood there awaiting the out come of this auction. | |
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The Auctioneer smiled at the sale and hit his hammer three times, “SOLD! Come fill out the paper work and pay for your prize!�?/FONT>
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