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[toastysocks]

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.

Comments

[ragefairy]

"He refused to give us your name until now. Of course, with an implant we would have been able to fix this faster."

It isn't law to have one of those, but it's clearly made the policeman's job harder. He can't resist the pointed look at Morrison for this oversight. Really, it's almost as bad as letting a dog run around without a collar.

"He's being held at the West Elm station. I'm sure you'd prefer to take your own vehicle."

Because the police would prefer not to share one with the Soldier.

[immortal76]

Jack shrugged.

“Oh...I did not ever get one activated? Must have slipped my mind. You know...I didn’t expect him to last this long to be honest. It has been a pleasant surprise for the both of us I am sure.”

He says it with a straight face, like it is how he really feels and like it really did slip his mind. Most people wouldn’t question him the way the officer does...so Jack feels no guilt in attempting to put some unease into him for good measure.

He nods about the car, thinking more about the ride back than getting there. He wants to have privacy with Yuri. He will drive his own car and not summon a driver.

“Of course.”

Cat carrier in hand, Jack retrieved a set of keys and retrieved a less flashy black car from his garage and within a few minutes, he was at his destination.

He left the carrier in the passenger seat, though he unlatched the door for the kitten in case she felt like exploring the vehicle.

“Wait here.”

[ragefairy]

What follows is a pile of paperwork. Finally Yuri's hauled out between two officers. Spitting in Russian, sporting a black eye and split lip. Blood dried on the front of his shirt. Overall it's a worse state then when he was bought.

Spotting Morrison, though, he lightens. Just for a second. Which is pathetic. It shouldn't be a relief to see a fucking vampire. How has life gotten this screwed up? The scowl rolls back in.

"Give me my bag," he snarls. Which earns a shake from an escort. Clearly tired of the attitude. Even if the owner is here, that doesn't mean the officer has to take this from a slave. Yuri gasps as more bruises get jostled.

"As you can see, this behavior has made processing difficult," the desk clerk drones. Though she does produce a backpack.

[immortal76]

It hurts Jack's heart to see Yuri like that. It feels like a thousand knives dig into his heart....more when he sees that moment of light on the boy's face. He doesn't return it. He can't...not here...in the car on the way home...but not here. He's working. It isn't official but it might as well be. Any public sort of business and Jack wears his mask of detachment, even aloofness. He's never told Yuri of course...but the boy has undoubtedly figured it out by now.


"I can see that. I'll take him off your hands...see that he's disciplined accordingly at home. Now...if you'll excuse us."

He can dream it will be that easy.

[ragefairy]

Yuri has figured that much. And it's not like he wants a hug or anything like that. It takes a great struggle but he forces himself to breathe. Ignore the pain. They're almost out of this hell.

It's more trust then he's ever displayed before. Small as it is.

The desk officer nods. "Normally these charges would require 30 days in prison. But I take it he's a... personal resource?"

Which is a polite way of saying 'food.'

"Considering that, and your ranking, your home will be suitable. Keep him there for one month. Away from the public. Agreed?

It takes a second for that to sink in. No public means no dance classes. For a month.

"What?!" Yuri howls. "I didn't do any- Hrk!!"

A fist drives the wind out of him this time. Yuri doubles over. Wheezing and fighting back tears.

[immortal76]

Jack nodded.

“You would be right. He is.”

Keep it short, keep it sweet. Get in, get out.

The soldier nodded again.

“I appreciate that, officer. I’ll make sure he stays at home And only home.”

The punch to Yuri catches him off guard.

“Yu-...You mind taking it easy? He was expensive!”

Jack stops himself from aging anything more but his hand is up, though he isn’t sure who he is motioning to-the officer or Yuri.

“Come on, Yuri. I am taking you home. You’ve caused these gentlemen enough trouble.”

He’ll take care of things at home...bandage him up...maybe after a week or so even have a dance tutor come? The heat was on now and he was not about to let Yuri out of the house for the next month if that was all it took to get it off of them.

[ragefairy]

The desk sergeant clicks his tongue.

"That will do, Henricks. I'm sure a Soldier is capable of proper discipline."

'Hendricks' grumbles something about his opinion on Soldiers. Then shoves Yuri forward. It's only the years of training that keep him from falling on his face. Stumbling against Morrison instead.

He doesn't have enough air to yell. It's all such a black jumble of pain and fury nothing more comes out.

[immortal76]

He can't catch Yuri or pat his back like he wants to...not yet...not in front of these officers. He wasn't supposed to display any kind of attachments at work...and this was work. He had to sell it to himself...but also live with himself later.


Jack puts his hand on Yuri's shoulder to catch him. His grip is strong and he holds tight without looking like he is holding tight.

"I am. He'll get what's coming to him."

A warm shower and a good meal...some of Jack's own field issue healing salve.

He's moving toward the door, guiding Yuri with his grip.

They need to get out of here.

[ragefairy]

It probably helps sell the bit when Yuri tries to jerk free. He's so sick of this. Being controlled. The police his mother or Morrison, right now it all feels the same. He's alone and the world doesn't give a shit and the indignity of it all roars in his head.

Only his head. It still hurts to breathe.

He goes nowhere, of course. Not against a fucking monster. Yuri's getting swept to the car, maybe on his own feet, maybe carried. It doesn't really register.

Hopefully Morrison remembers the backpack too.

[immortal76]

Jack has the backpack in his other hand...a quick sweep and reach had retrieved it i a burst of speed few officers had ever seen in person.

When they reach the car, Jack throws open the door and forces Yuri into the passenger seat before slamming the door. There is a joyful meow from Helsing in her carrier. Jack makes his way to the driver side and closes his own door. He runs a hand through his hair as he drives a away-not too quickly to atouse suspicion but quick enough that it is clear he is serious about getting Yuri home.

“Jesus Christ, Yuri...are you alright? What did you do to get their attention?”

He doesn’t believe Yuri would go looking for trouble but he also knows the boy is a firebrand.

[ragefairy]

"Belynka?!"

Helsing scrambles out of the carrier, clawing up Yuri's shoulder. He buries his face in her fur. Warmth washing in. Enough to push the black away, just a little. Enough that it registers he's - safe, Morrison's helping.

Then the question. Though Jack can't possibly know how unfair it is to ask that, Yuri has to fight back another wave of anger. He can't get mad again. Helsing will spook. It's the farthest he can think right now, but at least it's a step. Better then the blind rage that's driven the whole day.

"It wasn't my fault," he grumbles. Wincing as he feels something twinge.

[immortal76]

Jack nodded.

"I know. I believe you. You don't have to convince me."


He caught that twinge out of the corner of his eyes.

"You alright?"

[ragefairy]

"No."

Going by the last few experiences, Yuri will talk. When he's ready. But it's no good trying to pull things from him like this. Clearly scared and furious about it.

Helsing squirms loose, though it's just to settle on Yuri's lap. Purring emphatically. His urge to scream lessens by a fraction. Instead there's a deep, shuddering breath. The fucking vampire's brought Yuri his cat. To bail him out of a police station.

Is life ever going to make sense again?

"Can we just... go home."

It's the first time he's ever called Morrison's place that. But it's better then being out here. At least in that house anyone gives a damn about Yuri as a person.

[immortal76]

Jack sighs, too, keeping his eyes on the road.

The Soldier nods.

"Yeah. We can go home."

He paused a moment.

"We'll get you patched up and everything. I'm...something of a field medic. But...but yeah, we'll go home."

He doesn't speak again, letting the remainder of the drive home remain silent save for Helsing's loud purring. Jack looks behind them every once in awhile to make sure they are not being followed.

So far so good.

They are soon home and Jack pulls into the garage and shuts the door before turning off the ignition and getting out. He opens Yuri's door before disabling the alarm and unlocking the house from the garage.

Once Yuri and the cat are inside, Jack is up the stairs in a flash, moving with his usual ghost like speed and stealth to ready his charge, getting fresh towels and washcloths ready before Yuri is even at the stairs.

Jack leaves his handiwork and exits just as Yuri is making his way up the stairs.

"You need anything? Food? Tea? Something a little stiffer?"

[ragefairy]

Yuri has to set Helsing down for the stairs. Leaning heavy on the banister, because otherwise he's going to fall over. Even a normal person could be back in time. He stares at Morrison.

"Are you - trying to be funny?"

Because it's really hard to tell - Whoops. Shouldn't have stopped. Yuri sways a bit, grits his teeth then takes another step.

[immortal76]

“No. I’’m...”

Jack stops mid sentence and moves to catch Yuri...who catches himself it seems.

“Here. Here let me help you.”

Jack moves quickly and sweeps the boy off his feet, slipping one hand under his knees and the other across his shoulders.

“I’m sorry. I can’t tell sometimes...”

How fragile actual humans are...but he does ‘t dare say it out loud because he does not want to Yuri to think he is judging the boy. He has been through a traumatic ordeal.

“I...I don’t know what you need sometimes. You aren’t a child but sometimes I can’t tell what would help.”

[ragefairy]

There's a grunt of protest. However, kicking while being carried is a terrible plan. Unless one wants to fall back down the stairs. Yuri suffers it.

Morrison at least seems to be figuring out how to talk to him. The confession only gets confused silence. What's there to say? No, Yuri isn't a kid. He's still not old enough to know how to answer that. There was supposed to be more time to figure it out.

The quiet holds until they reach Yuri's bedroom. The feeling of safe slams into him so hard it's almost a shock. This is his stuff, his clothes, his cat already leaping to the bed. Never mind it's with some kind of science monstrosity.

As Yuri's set down, he scrubs at his eyes. Grumbling, "If you're so sorry - you shouldn't have let them hit me again."

Again. So. Another fun tidbit from his day.

[immortal76]

Jack frowned at that.

"I didn't want them to...but...I couldn't let them know that I cared. I could not risk letting them know I..." He paused.

"I care about you more than a toy or a pet. I can't let them know that. If a Soldier shows signs of....unreasonable attachment...they can be taken in for reconditioning. So we get trained all over again and I have a pretty decent life so I'd just as soon not."

It is an explanation.

"I'm sorry I could not protect you."

And an honest apology.

[ragefairy]

'Unreasonable attachment.' But Morrison had parents, didn't he? Don't most parents care about their kids? So Yuri's heard, anyway. His own are shitty examples. The idea that someone so completely unconnected to him could be concerned like this is...

...uncomfortable. Almost impossible to believe, really.

"Doesn't matter. Not like anyone can."

His head aches. Mostly from the throbbing of the black eye, but the rest of the day's crashing in. Yuri's sore and gross, wearing his own blood. Though it isn't all his. Morrison may be able to smell the difference this close. That's something at least, he got some hits in.

[immortal76]

"My parents tried. They're retired now...so they try less...and in a very rural area. They don't have to hide how they feel anymore. That's the first thing you learn once you start being old enough to be trotted out in public. If they know...they'll refresh your memory and make sure you never forget what you are to them. Peacetime is great. I don't have to act like I am going to snap someone's hand off if they talk to me. I can actually....be....but I can't get too comfortable...especially not in a room full of people who could call me back in."

The vampire nodded slowly. That's just how it was...how it had always been.

Jack's nostrils flared slightly.

"So...who did you take a chunk out of? I know all that blood isn't yours."

He gave a half smile.

[ragefairy]

Glancing down, Yuri pulls a face. There's probably no saving the shirt. Not with that mess caked in. Which sucks, it's the one with the tiger stripes. He liked that one. One more indignity after another.

He snarls and begins shucking out of it. Gingerly. Revealing the bruises on his ribs and stomach, already gone green and purple.

"From the asshole who started it. Hope I broke his nose."

[immortal76]

Jack winces at the sight.

"Me too."

The vampire reached out.

"Here....I can try to get that out if you like. I've gotten pretty good at getting bloodstains out of things."


He paused.

"Where did they find you?"

[ragefairy]

Yuri hands over his shirt. Not like it can get any worse. And since the story's going to come out sooner or later...

"This - guy's - been bugging me on the bus. Sitting next to me, trying to talk to me. Whatever. Put on headphones and ignored it. But today - "

Yuri takes a breath. Staring down at the grime on his hands. Nausea swirls in a grey, dizzy wave and it takes another deep inhale before words come back.

" - He followed me. Pushed me into an alley. Asked if I wanted to make some money."

Yuri spits the last part out. It's not difficult to imagine what for. How a pretty slave could catch someone's eye, look like an easy target. Probably the bastard had even done it to others.

[immortal76]

Jack was silent.

He listened and nodded.

There was no judgement there. Yuri was the innocent party here. The boy had been minding his own business. Jack was momentarily relieved that the boy had been sentenced to house arrest. It would give him time to recover...and give Jack time to figure out a way to track down this stranger and put the fear of the gods into him. An angry Soldier was nothing to trifle with and, despite his cool appearance, Jack's eyes were burning like embers in their sockets.

He finally put a hand on Yuri's shoulder. He still said nothing, but the support was there.

[ragefairy]

Perhaps this is the strangest thing tonight. That Yuri doesn't pull away from that support. The words keeps tumbling out. Bloated, ugly things he just wants out.

"I tried to get out. He grabbed me, didn't think, just head-butted him. Fucker."

Which explains the black eye, probably.

"He fell down, yelling, and I - kicked him - kept kicking, he was screaming - good - Then there were more people on me, cops, I didn't know they were cops but they wouldn't - let go - "

It's an easy scene to imagine. Even without empathetic abilities. All you have to do is know Yuri, know what happened the last time people put their hands on him. Took his life away. Jack has seen that rage, the first day they met. Black and total, swallowing everything. Leaving only a lashing, cornered creature.