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<span style="font-size: 18px"><b>Lydia Storm</b></span>​</div><br/>Gwen and Felicia was laughing hard while they was walking up to the huge farm house. Lydia followed behind them and shook her head. They was just as crazy as always. Why had she let her friends talk her into this? Lydia had just turned something over four hundred (435 to be exact but who keeps track after 300?) and her, a bit younger friends thought they would celebrate it by taking her to a auction house with HoS, human or Supernatural pets. But Lydia had no idea about this when she first got into the car and actually didn’t really want to visit that place to begin with. Hos pets was not really her thing. She preferred cats. Like real cats. But to have a human or another supernatural being as your personal slave, servant or pet had been a thing for the last hundred years and it did not seem to become any unpopular soon.<br/><br/>“Since you are so alone all the times! It isn’t good for you…” Blah, blah… Lydia had heard everything of that before. For many years actually.<br/><br/><br/>She was old enough to take care of herself and she did also had a good Maker that taught her well. Lydia knew how to take care of the predator side that all vampires got inside them. A side that enjoyed chaos, giving pain and also it craved blood and if you did not took care of that could it become really messy.  That did no longer worry her like it used to. She knew very well how her body and mind was working now and how much blood she needed to take care of the dark cravings she got. It could go pass a few weeks before she started to get really ill from the blood lost. But today was nothing about that. Today was all about fun. She went to walk beside her friends and thought she would try her best to have fun with them.<br/><br/>Gwen and Felica hooked her arms in theirs and walked inside. It had somewhat too clean smell over the place. Like when you was young and you tried to cover up the fact that you had just killed a whole human family. This place was just too clean to be good.<br/><br/>“Let’s see what the got in stock before the auction starts!” Felicia smiled wide and dragged them along to some chained, barely clothed humans.<br/>Around each neck was there a collar. One that show them what creature they was.<br/>White for humans.<br/>Black for werewolves.<br/>Red for vampire.<br/>Yellow for shapeshifters.<br/>And so on the list could easy be long. She looked down on the row of beings. Some wanted to go hon with them, trying to catch their interests. While some hide or did nothing. It was nothing that could really tell if this was a good or a less good place to get your Hos pet from. The speakers then sounded. Announced that the second action for today was about to begin and her friends drag her along to the booth. Lydia sigh deep. Why not take a look now when she had a change... Maybe she would find something she would like?<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>((OCC: questions? Pm me :)