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The Slave Auction Meme



❧ Leave a comment with the character's name, fandom, and whether your character will be playing the part of 'slave' or 'master', plus preferences for scenarios if you have any.
❧ Respond to others with one of the scenarios below or feel free to make up your own.
❧ Please remember to be respectful of others while you play

Warning: Be aware that this meme deals with dark subjects like slavery and may also contain non-consensual/dubiously consensual sex, violence, and kink.

SLAVES

1. The Newbie - This is your very first auction and you don't quite know what to expect. Hopefully you remember your training and don't disgrace yourself in front of your new master. Hopefully someone thinks you're worth buying at all.

2. The Oldtimer - You've been bought and sold and bought again so many times. You've seen it all before and don't think this time is going to be much different. In fact, the only real anxiety you've got is whether or not someone's going to pay for a more than slightly used slave.

3. The Pet - You're a pleasure slave. A bed warmer. A decorative piece of artwork. You're meant to look pretty and be pleasing and not much else.

4. The Guard - Your master hired you because of your ability to swing a sword or shoot a gun, not your looks.

5. The Escape Artist - Somehow you always manage to squirm out of your master's chains. Too bad you seem to get caught after a while. Maybe your next daring escape will be permanent. Then again, maybe your next master has special ways of keeping you locked up.

6. The Undercover - You aren't a slave at all, you're just pretending to be one. Why? Well that's up to you. Either way, your cover is blown if you don't act the part.

7. The Specialist - You have a skill that no one else has. Something rare and valuable. Something your master needs more than anything else.

MASTERS

1. The Customer - You've owned slaves before and this trip to the market is nothing new to you. Still, you're hoping to find something worth your while.

2. The Gift - Someone bought a pet for you, isn't that nice of them? Or maybe it isn't so nice. Did you even want a slave in the first place? Well you're stuck with one now.

3. The Giver - You're selecting a slave for someone else, and they need to be perfect. Perhaps you'd better test them out first to make sure you're getting your money's worth.

4. The Trainer - You specialize in taming unruly slaves and making them over into perfect, obedient, well-trained pets.

5. The Rebel - You hate the idea of slavery, but the system isn't going to go away any time soon, so the next best thing is to buy up any slave you can get your hands on and free them, right?

6. The Companion - You want someone to be with you always, someone you can talk to and depend on, someone who will never leave your side. It's a good thing that money can buy that these days.

7. The Undercover - You're not actually a Master. You're at the auction for an entirely different reason. Maybe it's special policework, maybe you're trying to hunt down a certain someone. Either way, your cover is blown unless you act the part.

As always, feel free to use a combination of scenarios or make up your own if you have other ideas.


Snagged from here.

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[immortal76]

The smell is in the air now. Just a hint...just a trace from his own blood and the few minor drops of Yuri's blood the kitten managed to draw. It is enough to make his mouth water. He swallows. Now isn't the time for that. He'll warm up a mug of synthetic when they go inside and it will have that same plastic taste it always does but Jack is an adult and he can act like one...especially now that Yuri has something to focus on.

The boy clearly cares. He holds the creature very gently, lets it curl against him and he speaks with kind words Jack does not understand.

He nods.

"Make a new friend? Never had a cat before."

[ragefairy]

There's another hiss at the words, and Yuri can't help a huff of laughter. Admiring the attitude.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, he's ugly. Don't worry. He doesn't eat cats."

The kitten glares at Morrison. Unconvinced.

Yuri keeps shushing it as he heads back up the stairs. All the earlier strain gone, turned into worry for this new problem. He can't control most of what's happened. But this? Maybe this can be fixed. Once they're inside, they'll figure out the next bit. The cat can't make it another night. Not with how skinny it is, with no sign of the mother.

Yuri's not leaving it alone. He's just - not.

(He is also not registering this has somehow turned into their project. His and Morrison's. A tenuous link, but more then there was this morning.)

[immortal76]

Jack is already up the stairs and opening the door.

"There is some canned tuna in the cupboard if it is old enough for that. Cream in the refrigerator if it isn't."

He honestly does not know anything about cats beyond what cultural osmosis and basic biology have taught him.

[ragefairy]

"It -"

Okay, he can't keep using "It." Getting a good grip on the scruff, Yuri lifts the cat up briefly and investigates.

"- She's tiny, but her eyes are open. And she can climb. Let's try the tuna and water. Where's a towel?"

Yuri keeps that hold as he pulls her back to his chest. Which might look too tight, but it's necessary. She's going to squirm and run again if he doesn't establish who's the 'adult' here.

"You need a name," he grumbles. Heading for the kitchen.

[immortal76]

"She's feisty. I think she'll fit in just fine if she pulls through."

Jack follows Yuri into the kitchen getting a thick dish towel from under the sink. He offers it to Yuri.

"You raise a kitten before, Yuri?"

He's genuinely interested. They have never liked him and that is a real shame since Jack has always sort of admired the creatures from afar.

[ragefairy]

"Yeah. We need a couple of boxes too. And the tuna."

Pulling the towel over the kitten, Yuri keeps murmuring to her. Getting her used to the tone of his voice. Little by little, she starts relaxing. And his face softens. The strain of the last few weeks momentarily lifting from his shoulders.

"Feisty, huh? I guess. But you need a cooler name then that."

She growls when Morrison chances too close. Which Yuri takes as agreement.

[immortal76]

Damn it. He would be more helpful if the kitten would let him, though he can't say he isn't used to it by now.

Jack moved to the cupboard and retrieved some cans of tuna and a can opener from a nearby drawer. He set them on the counter, making sure to give Yuri and his charge a wide berth.

He retrieved a bottle of Synthetic Blood from the refrigerator and placed it in the microwave and started it up before he ventured into a nearby closet to get a medium sized cardboard box and a few fluffier towels. The vampire returned to the kitchen with them in tow and offered them to Yuri before the beeping of the microwave alerted him to his last minute meal being done.

Jack retrieved the bottle and pulled a chair away from the small table in the kitchen and settled into it a small distance away from his two house guests.

"Will that work?"

He asked before carefully drinking from the hot bottle.

Yep. Still had that plastic aftertaste....but it was hot and thick and it was food so it was plenty good for him for the time being.

[ragefairy]

Well, he's gotten one kitten here to stop hissing at him. Maybe Morrison will be able to work into another's good graces? The food is a start, as well as giving her space.

"That works."

Yuri plops down in a second chair. Setting the kitten in his lap while he opens the tuna. Her ears perk up, and she begins squirming free from the towel. Mewing enthusiastically.

"Hold still," Yuri growls. Which the kitten seems to think means 'Climb up my sleeve.' She's made it to the table by the time the tuna is ready. Dives in face-first.

"Hey!"

[immortal76]

Jack sat and watched him work.

A project would most likely be good for Yuri....something other than dancing...something he could feel and touch...derive comfort from. Far be it from Jack to deny him that.

The vampire sipped at his bottle and chuckled when the kitten climbed up his charge's arm and practically dove into the tuna.

Jack could relate to that.

"Good thing we have two cans."


They would have to go out and buy more tomorrow at this rate.

[ragefairy]

Yuri wouldn't ask for touch. It's another thing he's sure would make him look weak. So far any time Morrison's tried to comfort him the results have been - explosive.

But the kitten isn't the same, not bigger and stronger, part of the system pushing him into this. She's tiny. Needs help. Yuri runs a hand through her fur, and more tension eases out of him. Maybe the most relaxed he's been around Morrison... well, ever.

"She can have more later. I don't want her to puke."

Yuri pulls the plate away. The kitten swats at his hand, and he gently pins the paw down. There's an outraged mew and he gives a small hiss back. Clearly a No.

[immortal76]

Jack shook his head.

"No...I don't suppose that would be good for anyone."

Jack can't help but smile softly at Yuri's handiwork. The boy is careful, but stern, taking to caring for this tiny fluff ball.

"I'll have to see if there are any vets with availability tomorrow."

Let the two of them bond today, get rested...then they'll take the kitten in for any shots or proper medication she might need.

Yuri is clearly enjoying her...and Jack wouldn't deny the boy that.

Time skip if that's okay?

[ragefairy]

The kitten has a bad night. She wants to explore, and Yuri doesn't trust this place. He hasn't fully looked around yet. So it's a closed door and almost three hours of mewling before the battle of wills ends. Both of them curled up together on the floor.

Even so? Yuri's only scowling a little when they come stumbling in for breakfast. Dumping the fluffball onto the tiled floor. She chirps and pounces at his ankles.

"Yeah, yeah, Helsing wants food. I'm getting it. Hey, Morrison."

yep!

[immortal76]

Jack heard them going at it. Enhanced hearing could be a blessing and a curse, but much like his charges, he also got to sleep.

He looked up from his coffee and secondary mugbof warm synthetic blood. He raised and eyebrow and gave a sideways smile

"Morning. Yuri...and ah....Helsing."

He tipped his mug in their direction.

"Rough night, huh? Glad you made it through. Parenting is a big responsibility."

[ragefairy]

"Yeah, Van Helsing, since she wants to fight vampires."

Plus it's an awesome name. She needs every advantage she can get!

Yuri grunts at the social commentary. Parent? Weird. Whatever.

Helsing's back arches at Morrison's voice. However, they are spared more hissing. Instead she dives into the plate the second it's in range.

Yuri kneels next to her. Can't help the smile.

"Anywhere she shouldn't go in this place?"

[immortal76]

Jack nodded.

"Yeah. I...I get that a lot, actually. I'm used to it by now."

The vampire switched mugs and took a drink from the one containing synthetic blood. He shrugged at Yuri's question.

"I would not be worried. I just lock the doors for places I like to keep private. Medical things, nothing terribly interesting."

[ragefairy]

"Oh. That."

Helsing, worn out from from her Breakfast Adventure, climbs into Yuri's lap. Curling up into a circle. For a little while her entire body vibrates with purrs, then they dwindle off into sleep.

This place isn't Yuri's home. He wants to keep that very clear in his head. Even if there's nowhere else to go... No way. It isn't here. But it isn't really Helsing's either, and she's making the best of it.

After a few minutes, he looks up at Morrison.

"I want to try again. The blood, I mean."

[immortal76]

Jack nods as he slowly drinks from his mug. The vampire watches as the kitten settles down in Yuri's lap, purring and falling asleep. He's glad she is settling in...accepting that he will be around.

He gives a little start when Yuri mentions the blood draw. Jack had already started making backup plans...thinking of numbers to call for extra bags. He feels his heart clench in his chest.

"Are you sure?"

He wants real blood, but he could make due with synthetic. Fear and loathing made it bitter anyway.

[ragefairy]

"Look. I guess... we're all stuck in a shitty situation."

He'd been dwelling on that last night, as Helsing made her third bid for freedom. That he must have looked like that, trying to get out of the car. Yowling and clawing.

Yuri doesn't have to care about her.

Morrison doesn't have to care about him. He could have eaten by now. Dragged Yuri back when he ran...

It's - uncomfortable. Maybe fulfilling his end of this deal will make it go away. Anyway Morrison helped get Helsing. Even with the noise, last night was better then the first.

Yuri's eyes are steel. It's determination, not resentment.

"Do you want it or not."

[immortal76]

It was true.

They were all stuck in terrible situations that none of them had asked for...but perhaps they could make the best of it together.

A half smile pulled at Jack's mouth and he gives a stifled chuckle.

"I didn't say no, did I?"

The vampire sighed as he watched the boy and the kitten across the table.

"Thank you."

[ragefairy]

"Yeah."

With that, Yuri's scooping up Helsing and heading for the library. No time like the present. The tubes still bring a lump to his throat, but manageable this time. Maybe spilling his guts yesterday helped. Maybe it's having the kitten snuggled up in his arms. Reminding him he's here. Not back in the hospital.

The worst things have already happened, right?

Deciding not to dwell on that, Yuri slides onto a couch. He's still in the t-shirt and pants he slept in. No need to roll up a sleeve and jostle Helsing.

She sleeps through the entire thing. A reassuring weight.

[immortal76]

It goes much smoother this time.

Jack is careful. He's done this hundreds of times at this point. He could do it blindfolded. Being able to feel pulses, veins and smell blood was helpful in that respect. Still...he got the distinct impression that Yuri did not get medical treatment often and he was probably not used to it.

So Jack was careful not to make sudden movements and to be as gentle as he can be.

Within ten minutes, he has enough blood for over a week. A little goes a long way for him given how he's learned to supplement it.

The vampire is quick to remove any lingering traces of equipment and he hopes Yuri doesn't notice the ember like glow his eyes have taken on at the warmth of the blood through the plastic.

He moves at his usual, seemingly impossibly quick speed, bringing Yuri a cup of orange juice and a small pile of toast to recover.

"Stay here for ten minutes or so, okay? I'll...I'll be right back."

He has the decency to give the boy some space while he drinks his blood.

One packet goes in his medical cooler for later...but the other? As soon as Jack is in his own room and the door is shut, he's tearing at it like he hasn't properly eaten in a week...since he really hasn't.

The blood is hot and fresh and everything it should be...everything he needs.

Delicious.

Jack leans his back against the door and slides down until he is on the ground. After a few initial hungry, desperate gulps, he paces himself, feeling his eyes go from smoldering embers to full on glowing. They cast a hazy red light over his pale hands.

The Soldier is halfway done when his Empathy kicks in and the first of Yuri's feelings start hitting him...colors mostly-there is the usual....fear...anxiety...sharp blacks and yellows...sadness...typical given the situation...but under that...there's a warm orange glow...familial love...he'll take that.

Jack can't help but smile as with each swallow that warm orange becomes more apparent and it wraps around his mind like a blanket.

[ragefairy]

((OOC: BTW hand-waving this place has some kind of supplements to help your body make blood faster. 2 weeks instead of 4-6.))

Eventually - maybe not this time, but definitely the next - there's flashes of gold. Weaving in and out of the other colors. Spinning, leaping, twirling through it all. It's how it feels to pull on toe shoes and take the stage. The hours of work and sweat turning into wings.

The joy of dance is beyond words.

Meanwhile Yuri devours the food. Trying not to think too hard about the meal Morrison's having, but circling back to it anyway. Kind of like peeking under bandages to see how gross the cut is.

[immortal76]

(OOC: Done!)

Over time, Yuri’s strongest feelings of joy come through and it turns the boy’s blood richer and it actually lifts Jack’s spirit. His empathic abilities latch onto those feelings and he is very glad that he had facilitated Yuri’s dance practice and classes.

Jack tries to be discreet with consuming Yuri’s blood, drinking it mostly out of sight but sometimes mixing some into his coffee.

The difference between real and synthetic is like rich cream and watered down milk and Jack is constantly reminded about how much better he feels when his food tastes good. He is careful, though, never over extending Yuri’s donations...making sure the boy is given proper supplements and good nutrition-he does not take extra blood.

Toys for Van Helsing begin to materialize...including a little bat stuffed with catnip.

The vampire can appreciate humor.

[ragefairy]

It's not... easier. But over the next several weeks Yuri adapts. Not like there's a choice. Morrison still gives him the creeps with how quiet he is. On top of the blood-drinking.

It's easier with Helsing. Growling whenever he's around but grudgingly accepting the vampire's presence. Again, a lot like Yuri.

He's not sure how to feel about that comparison.

Only the dance classes are normal. Yuri's used to long hours, and he throws himself into the work now. One class grows to two, three, until he's at the studio every day. The movement absorbs everything. There's only the next step, the next. Making the stage his own.

It falls into a pattern. Breakfast, practice, lunch, class, dinner. Except for the blood draws it's almost the same as back in Russia.

Maybe he can stand this. There's no smiles, except for Helsing. From the memories Morrison's starting to absorb, though, it's clear Yuri didn't do much of that anyway. Damage running deeper then what a few weeks of shelter and clothes can cure.

Then one night Yuri doesn't come back.

[immortal76]

The more memories Jack absorbs from Yuri, the more it is apparent that their lives are not so different. Well...in the broad scheme of things...very different...but similar in that their youths were not entirely happy.

If anything, it solidified that he did right in keeping the thing that made the boy happy in his life. Jack aims to keep it that way. Maybe they can help each other in that respect.

Until one day Yuri is late.

He is not just late...he does not return at all.

Helsing pesters him, meowing loudly when normally the creature won't come near him. Even now she keeps her distance, but she meows incessantly.

"Okay, Okay. We'll go look."

Jack retrieves the kitten's carrier from Yuri's room and places her in it. He doesn't want to leave her unattended if he ends up being gone for a few days while he looks for Yuri.