(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/DaryaAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Darya Lysina</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sitting on the sun deck of<em>The Galaxy</em>enjoying some proper music<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ryan, Chun, Linda, Myshka and some slaves.<br/><br/>A slave trader. Who had invited him to this party? He seemed nice and looked good but his trade was really a major no no for me. Had he even heard about my anti slave law campaigns? I guess he hadn’t or he wouldn’t tell about it so proudly on my ship.<br/>Walk the plank me hearty and keep on walking.<br/>When his daughter spoke I had to bite my tongue. She spoke like... like a machine rather than a human being and although she didn’t look unhappy, I was 100% sure she could be a lot happier if she was free. A beautiful free young woman, not a slave to her daddy who did God knows what to her.<br/><br/>I had to be polite and didn’t mention anything until the Asian woman tripped over and gave me a rather good excuse to talk about something else. She was good looking and looked free. But if she was free, why was she here? As she just said herself, she wasn’t used to all this. My interest was peaked and I accepted her apology and told her to have a good time and relax. I told her where the food and drinks were and if she wanted, she could listen to the piano. Rayn however had different plans for her. Chun looked out of place more than anything I had ever seen and her outburst to Ryan as he pushed his slave on the floor was proof enough. Before anybody could respond by doing anything to Chun I gestured her that it was alright and she had nothing to feel bad for. I was liking this girl.<br/><br/><strong>“Please do be careful Rayn, this floor is worth more than both your slaves together. I’d hate to have to send you a bill to get it cleaned from stains of spit and saliva.”</strong><br/><br/>Yes I was very warm and friendly but if I wanted, I could be the most arrogant of bitches in the world. I hope that my little remark was enough for Ryan to get the hint that I wasn’t really into his display of power.<br/><br/>Even as background music, the piano made beautiful sounds and I remembered again why I had hired Mati Groves. He was a bit odd between all this Masters and slaves but when it came to playing the piano I never met anybody better than him. The way he remade old and new songs was genius.<br/><br/>The black woman was a bit of a strange person on the boat. As if she didn’t belong there. One of the girls at her feet looked the same. A bounty hunter. Hunting down girls who have escaped slavery. She took Rayn private and when she came back I gave her a warm smile and took a drink.<br/><br/><strong>“Tell me, miss Tuchamba, how did you end up hunting slaves while your ancestors were the slaves themselves?”</strong><br/><br/>Maybe this party wasn’t such a good idea. I would really have to talk to Kaelyn. Between all these savage males, my friend seemed like the only human person on this boat together with Myshka of course. I pulled her down to sit next to me and wrapped my arm around her, not afraid to show the special bond I had with my ‘slave’.