(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/CallieAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Callie Shaw</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emperium<br/><strong>With:</strong>Rayn Assad, Rosalie Assad<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Callie watched the man and his slave approach her again. She given little thought to him, but he seemed interested, and that concerned her. Her eyes were drawn to his slave. Callie's attention was diverted back to him when the crop touched her, though she gave no reaction, and that was a reaction in itself. Her eyes were cool and passive, and she stared straight back at him.<br/><br/>She knelt, as he commanded, disobedience was unwise, she knew, but that didn't mean she had to grovel and beg to fulfil his wishes. The chains kept her arms up as she knelt, and her legs apart, though that would have been her position anyway, hiding her body would be foolish. His question, and its phrasing caught her short, realizing that he had not asked the natural question, but rather an impersonal one.<br/><br/>"Someone should buy me if they have the desire and capability to," she said.<br/><br/>It was, technically an answer, though not to the question she knew he was implying. She imagined he'd wanted to know why someone ought to buy her instead of another slave, why someone might have a preference for her. She chosen instead to say the general rule by which people made purchases of things that weren't necessities. She wondered if her answer would make her simple simple or not. Perhaps she'd given away too much. A shorter answer, with fewer words might have been preferable. Still, it was difficult to know what he wanted, which made it difficult to conform, or be otherwise.