<b>RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|</b><br/><br/>Gracely Crow did not have a name anymore. Gracely Crow was now just a number: 675352, because slaves did not have names, she had been told time and time again. Slaves were hardly people anymore, the trainers had told her, so they did not need a name. Gracely... was not so quick to believe this.<br/><br/>She had been the second slave to be led out for the line up of the second round of auctions, and one could tell just from a glance that she still had not accepted her fate. Gracely walked with an undeserved air of pride and elegance that made absolutely no sense given her former and current positions on the social ladder. Her chin was lifted, her shoulders drawn back, and her eyes narrowed in absolute dislike for those who were patrons at the auction. Before, she had been nothing more than a thief; granted she was quite the talented thief, but the point still stands. Around her wrists, Gracely wore a pair of bronze cuffs that were linked together with a matching chain. Not all of the slaves were given these cuffs, only those who had been deemed "Disagreeable", which indeed she was. Most slaves who had been given those cuffs fetched a cheaper price because of that "Disagreeable" title.<br/><br/>She was a pretty thing, with fair skin that was nearly flawless, save for a few scars here and there. Her hair was whiter than her skin, in fact it was an unusual shade of the purest of snow whites, though peculiarly her brows were dark and did not match. It was her eyes that were captivating though; in this light they were a bright shade of gold. Though, this could only be truly appreciated when someone was standing close. In other lights, those unusual eyes would at times shine a lily pad green. People did not often believe her that she obtained those eyes through natural means, but she never had enough money for cosmetic modification, save for her hair. Furthermore, Gracely was small creature; standing three inches short of five feet and a half, with a slender figure. Her hips were small, but flared out nicely, and her breasts were rather small as well. She appeared to be small and delicate, but the shadows that stood out on her skin suggested that beneath that soft skin was lean muscle. But one should not be mistaken and think that Gracely was masculine, she had an enchanting air of femininity.<br/><br/>Gracely jerked her arm away from the slave breaker who brought her out and stood tall when the auction began.