The Roman adventure
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				Title: <strong>The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NekoBoy89</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 22:24:38</strong>
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				Lucius had never really liked that man his father had appointed to be his follower during the visits to town, he was a boring old man with nothing on his mind but talking about how great he thought Ceasar was. The young man glanced a little at the fat man walking next to him, it was a surprise the man did not explode. A rather amusing thought actually. "But sire I assure you it would be about time you got yourself a servant" he pointed out lowly. <br><br>Lucius sighed and moved one hand thought his brown hair. <strong>"Seriously Bruto you need to calm down, Rome was not built in one day you know. I have not found any servants that I like, I want to have something different, something dangerous"</strong> he explained with a gesture of the hand and a bright smile. <strong>"Those normal servants are so common, everyone have a slave from Egypt these days."</strong> The pair was walking thought the crowded streets in Rome, the capital city of the empire. Or more exact, they walked thought the market place where the slaves and servants was being sold. <strong>"Now make yourself useful for once and try to find something different Bruto"</strong> the fat man did not seem to like the idea to work, even more since his face was already covered in sweat. "Yes sire..." he said and quickly disappeared in the crowd. FINALLY!! The young roman was so calm now that the little problem was out of the way. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spunky</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 22:47:33</strong>
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				Helga stood at the back of a line of slaves to be sold and spat on the feet of her handler, glaring at him with her bright blue eyes while her long, straight, blond hair lay down the length of her back. She did not ask for this, nor did she deserve it. She was a princess among her people, but her father had begged her not to speak of such, lest she be taken as a bride for some Roman noble. She loved her father, and so she had obeyed. The morning of the attack, she had dressed with all the other warriors for battle. Her armor was now long gone, stripped from her and taken away by the winner of a game of chance. These Romans with their game cubes and chains. They had the nerve to call her people barbarians!<br><br>Now, she was left with nothing of her home far to the north aside from the sandals and animal skins she wore and her memories. Her father had traded for them, a bartering agreement with people of the east who had called them leopard skins. Helga had never seen a leopard, but the animal's spots made for an attractive garment - two pieces - a skirt to her mid thigh that did not get in the way of her movements in battle and the top, tight to her full chest, leaving just her navel exposed. It was far too close to be grabbed by an attacker and it afforded her the ability to wear light armor without a cumbersome layer underneath. At home, she would also have her furs to stay warm. Here, she didn't need them with the Mediterranean sun beaming upon her, but that was little comfort given all that she had lost.<br><br>Another slave was sold and she was brought forward a step. She shook the chains that held her hands and feet together, trying to smack her handler with the long chain that ran along the front of her body. If she were not restrained, she could easily have him drinking his blood and be off with his weapon before anyone could stop her. Perhaps, if she were patient, she would get her chance to do just that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NekoBoy89</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 22:56:29</strong>
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				Lucius stopped to talk with a slave handler, the man of course tried to talk him into taking a look at his goods. But the roman man quickly came to the thoughts that these slaves was nothing for him, to common. Surely cute...but to common. No no no, Lucius wanted some better then that, he wanted a tigress he could tame. Also could be good if she had a sense of humor and would laugh at his jokes. But maybe that had to come with time, mother always said he had the worst kind of humor. <br><br>As he was walking thought the area his brown eyes captured a hint of something blond thought the crowd? He stopped and scanned the area with his eyes until he noticed the blond hair again, did someone sell blond slaves? Maybe this was not going to be such a waste after all. Lucius came closer and noticed Helga, he stopped and examined her in silence for a few minutes. Now...that was what he could be looking for. He walked over to the handler. <strong>"What exotic beauty do you have here?"</strong> he asked the man with a friendly smile and a gesture to the woman. <strong>"what are your price for her?"</strong> he added after a moment of thinking. Well they all wanted him to have a servant...might just get one he liked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spunky</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 23:20:27</strong>
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				Helga kept her eyes roaming the crowd until she saw a tall, young man eying her. She stared at him, her eyes not seen by him as he was too busy ogling other parts of her anatomy. This was precisely what her father had feared! This man was looking at her for sex. She knew the way a man was when that was on his mind. She hadn't submitted to any of them yet and she wasn't about to submit to some brown-haired Roman boy, no matter how handsome his features were. He should find himself a nice Roman girl and court her, not look for a whore. Helga was not going to be one and he should know that full well up front.<br><br>She opened her mouth to speak in protest as he asked how much for her and her handler backhanded her across the cheek before she could utter a word. She spat in his face and struggled against her chains then she watched the young man to see how he would react. Maybe she should go with him willingly? Her chances of escape might prove better in new environs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NekoBoy89</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 23:30:30</strong>
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				Lucius saw this little outburst and smiled slightly in a rather amused manner, maybe this was not a waste at all. He even got himself a good show at the same time, not much better then this. <strong>"Uhm...as I asked before we where...interupted. What do you want for this beauty?"</strong> he asked slowly and examined the handler when he removed the spit from his face. <strong>"I am a very busy man and I do not have all day to stand here all day."</strong> while he talked he slowly pulled out a bag from inside of his tunic. <br><br>He had wanted a tigress, but this was more then that...it was a bear woman. He could not wait to get started when he came home, of course he was not the kind of guy that liked to force his...interest into sleeping with him. No he wanted to make her want him badly first. Yes he could be very calm and take his time from time to time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spunky</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 04:10:09</strong>
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				This young man wasn't repulsed or deterred by her actions? Perhaps he was worthy of her respect? No, that would have to be earned. He was a Roman, one of the people who had conquered her lands and slaughtered her family. She'd only survived by hiding her identity. Helga was the only name she'd given, purging her surname to the back of her mind where it would lie in wait. One day she would take her place at home and walk her lands again - this time as the sole owner. All she needed was to get free and raise an army. <br><br>She would have to steal and plunder to have the money for both. Judging the size of the young man's money bag, her mind kicked into action. Surely, with that degree of wealth, he would not miss a coin here and there. If she timed it right and kept her patience she could fund her freedom and her rebellion both from his allowance. Seeing that as the better alternative at the moment - the other being a straw-lined floor to sleep on with bread and water for sustenance - she chose to allow her sale to the man. She would not fight him too hard for now.<br><br>"I am not to be purchased like some head of livestock for breeding," she said calmly then she ducked her handler's attempt to hit her for speaking. Keeping her head lowered, but her eyes locking with the young man's, "Please, my lord, I only ask that you treat me as a woman and not a whore. For that kindness I will go with you without altercation."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NekoBoy89</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 11:21:17</strong>
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				Lucius looked to the woman when she suddenly started to speak, he examined her and thought about her choice of words. He smiled a little and this could be interesting. He raised the hand to stop the handler from trying to stop her from talking, he wanted to hear this. <strong>"Well it sounds interesting, but belive me I would never treat a woman like a whore. No I do not even threat a whore like a whore."</strong> he replied softly, then he looked to the handler. <strong>"I take her my good man, I am sure this will do just fine for payment"</strong> he gave him a handfull of coins and sealed the deal. <br><br>The roman man turned towards Helga. <strong>"So ready go to your new life?"</strong> he asked slowly and smiled a little, then he sighed and looked around on the market. <strong>"Just have to find the pig man, Bruto where are you...."</strong> he whispered, but then he shrugged a little and pushed him aside. <strong>"Nevermind that he knows the way back to the house."[/color]</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spunky</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 20:08:24</strong>
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				Helga silently counted the coins being paid for her. It was more than she'd seen paid for others and that made her feel a touch of pride, although she'd rather be gone. Her freedom would cost at least that much, so she wanted an idea of what her goal should be and now she had it. As the young man asked if she was ready to go, so polite, without simply grabbing her, she was touched and rejoiced inside. He would be easy to escape from, this one. He was far too gentle and kind, like a lamb. Were she of his people, he would have never been left to roam about alone as he was. <br><br>"Ready, my lord," Helga said quietly then she took a step closer to him, falling in just behind him and to one side as countless servants had done for her over the years. She could play the role of a servant for a little while. She would need to keep her temper in check, and that wouldn't always be easy. For now, she'd bargained with the young man to not make a scene, and to go with him, and that's what she would do. Once they were at her new home, she would see how things went. There were no guarantees.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NekoBoy89</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 12:58:35</strong>
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				Lucius nodded a little and then he sighed softly and ran one hand though his messy hair. <strong>"Let's go home then shall we"</strong> he commented and he examined her for a few seconds. He then started to walk thought the crowd back up the street the way he came, but he made sure to keep an eye open on his new servant. Lucius might be young, but he was far from a fool. As they where walking the fat man from before returned. "Sire...sire" he said and from the sound of his voice, he was tired. <br><br>"have you...already found a servant?" he asked and removed some sweat from his forehead with a piece of cloth. Lucius glanced to him, it was clear he did not like the man. Even Helga could be able to see that. <strong>"Yes I have Bruto"</strong> he replied shortly and looked to the woman, he smiled a little and then he looked to the man. Bruto examined Helga with his eyes. "Well she is pretty, but sire you think this is not a little to much for you? and I am not sure your father will be pleased, he is a senator...he have to think of his reputation" Lucius sighed deeply, he did not care at all. <br><br>The little group would arrive to the house a few minutes later, they walked thought a large gate-like door into a beautiful garden with a pond in the middle. A few young ladies walked around taking care of the flowers, they looked up when Lucius and the others arrived. "Welcome home sire" one of the ladies said with a bow of her head. He smiled a little. <strong>"It's good to be home Penelo. Is mother home?"</strong> the servant nodded a little. "Yes she is, but your mother is very weak today. She is inside of her quarters, the doctor was here while you where away" she replied with another bow. Lucius nodded before he looked to Helga. <strong>"I will show you where you are going to sleep. Then we will go thought some of your duties while you live here."</strong> he began to walk across the garden towards the main building, there was no door so it was just to walk inside. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Roman adventure </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spunky</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 20:13:41</strong>
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				Helga smiled to Penelo and followed Lucius, taking in the grandeur of the home. The family was truly wealthy, as evidenced by the many tapestries and adornments that she could see. She had an eye for genuine items as opposed to copies, and this family had invested well. <br><br>"I am sorry to hear your mother is not feeling well," she said softly and cut herself short of offering assistance. One's mother was special and it grieved her heart to hear of anyone's mother taking ill. "I hope it is not serious," she added, although if it was, perhaps she could catch his father's eye and end up being Lucius' step-mother rather than his servant. It happened all the time among her people. "How long must I wear these chains?" she asked as they walked along the corridor, the chill draft hitting them from the cross ventilation.<br><br>
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