"I'm not stiff. I'm rational and you two are the crazy of our little bunch," David reminded them. "I have few expectations for how crazy you'll get. I'm still amazed you became a deputy," he added.
“There it is,” he said as he stood up with the muddy shoe. “The horses haven’t been transferred yet,” he advised Red as he took the muddy child back. “I think they are supposed to arrive tomorrow.”
Derek smiled to him as he looked up to the man. David collected what the boy had lost, specifically his shoe. He wanted to keep talking but it seemed the man wasn’t interested however he’d utilize him for a few minutes longer.
Today wasn't a particularly special day. Her family was out looking to buy slaves. Some for the house, some for the games, and some for entertainment. It wasn't an odd occurrence. Violet had been to dozens of them with her mother and father. The only unique thing that was happening today was that her father said she could choose some slaves of her own.
Unfortunately for her father, he didn't specify which type of slaves she was permitted to purchase.
The market was bustling with shouting people trying to sell the slaves they had. Each vendor having all sorts of slaves. From wereshifters to low level magic users.
As they looked Violet wandered away from her parents, her servant scurrying behind her as she came upon a man selling wereshifters trained for the gladiators games. She looked over each one, not considering to purchase anything yet.
Alice looked over to Seth from where she was in time out across from him. "This is your fault," she sneered at him. To her it was at least his fault. If he had just listened to her about which was the best dinosaur they wouldn't have gotten in a fight," she continued to glare at him.
It was always set for her. She knew she came from a proper family and that meant that her parents would choose her husband for her. Why they chose this man though was beyond her. He was a coward and at best he was barely more handsome than a goat. That notwithstanding though, here she was in the middle of a soiree that was celebrating her engagement.
Her corset made it hard to breathe, or eat, and so she was famished but had a glass of wine in hand as she stared around the room looking about as bored as she felt. She wanted her fiance to ask her to dance, or anyone for that matter just so perhaps the evening wouldn't be a complete waste.
That prospect was slowly turning into an unlikelihood as she took another sip of her wine realizing she was holding an empty glass.
Like with many bands and with many bands of their age there was a volatile nature to them. Despite it being all on Violet to come up with everything the fact that her now ex-boyfriend had left the band it left them one band member short and her friend, and the drummer, Eli, had promised her a replacement guitarist but he was late which was stressing her out.
"Where is he Eli? We're on in ten minutes. I think I should just tell them we can't. I don't even know if this guy can play our music. God damn it," she said pacing away from the door again as she pulled out a cigarette to start smoking.