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The Chains of a New Life (Paega Anginous)

Zygerria. One of, if not the most, major hub of slavers in the galaxy. They were the type to keep opperations under cover as much as possible on the surface, while deep down they were as corrupt and indulgent with the trade of human lives as the savages of older civilizations. It didn't matter the species so long as thye peformed their duites and kept a non-rebelious attitude. That had been Serah's case to a T.

When the Zygarrians had found her she was wondering through the wastes of the planet Ryloth, outside the now destoryed secret base of operations for the criminal gang both she and her mother were bound to serving the leader of set gang. Her heart and mind were still wounded by the events that had taken place, the fact that so many including those she held so close were dead and she had nowhere to go. The other gang members were gone and they'd left her to her own fate, more out of fear than anything else. This was due to her force abilites, which even Serah herself didn't fully understand. They'd only just manifiested when she had her great outburst and slew so many of the enemy mercs with this unseen yet powerful ability she had.

The Zygarrians, having found her and discovered this, were cautious with Serah despite her willingness to be taken back to a life of slavery. It was all she knew and all she could understand. It was the only thing that made sense anymore now that her master and mother were gone. Once they id take her the Zygarrians were quick to clean her up, putting her in a new white dress and fixing her hair and all, before taking her back to thier home plent, where the markets were sure to be the best place to be rid of her.

During the trip itself Searh was held in a cage among other captives, but she did not struggle as they did. All manner of other species from wookiees to chiss, yet the Zeltron girl herself was the most quiet. She did not struggle with the cuffs on her wrists or the fact the cage was so small. She only waited until she and the others were relased and brought out in line into the marketplace of one of the towns of Zygerria itself.

It was a little humid and the sudden burst of light after so long in the dark had caught her off-guard. After adjusting Serah followed oders and followed the line up before being presented to a number of buyers. She kept her head down the whole time though, waiting untils he was addressed.

A zygerrian handler, a male, had stepped in front of the group and delcared "Alright, ladies and gentlemen. The market it offically open. Now let's start the biddings."

[member="Paega Anginous"]
 
[member="Serah"]

"1400 credits for that Zeltron girl!"

From admist the crowd full of buyers came the voice, and a hooded figure who had spoken stepped out infront of the crowd to properly inspect the girl. With the dark cloak, the breathing mask, and the dark hood covering the slender figure, the appearence made it hard to decipher what species the potential buyer was, or even if it was a male or a female, the breathing mask successfully disguising the voice.

Behind the mask was Paega, who had decided to travel to Zygerria. Partly because of some business deal, but also to simply explore the major slave hub of the Galaxy. She had come across this particular auction, and had noticed a Force signature. It wasn't a trained Force-User, from what she could detect. But no matter, she planned to make the Zeltron girl be trained while as her slave.

The blonde woman reached into her pockets, her hands touching the credits she had stolen from various people. She was confident that what she had would be more than enough to win her this particular Zeltron.
 
The Zygerrian handler was only just about to start the bidding for the first slave, a young rodian boy, before the fogure had called out the payment for the Serah. Even she looked up, wondering who had said that, before seeing the figure walk out. A sudden shiver went down Serah's spine at the sight of this person, whoever it was. The dark cloack and mask only added to the uneasy air she brought as she walked towards her. Serah's eyes darted between the figure and the handler, who had stepped in the woman's way.

"Madame, if you want to buy her then you need to wait until this slave is called. And let the other bidders have a chance to..." He stopped when she handed him the credits, seeing and counting them for himself. With that he cleared his throat and said to Serah "Well, get going then."

With that Serah realized she was now the property of this woman, whoever she was. With no real choice, despite the worried look in her eyes, Serah only nodded to her handler and took a step foward to the woman. She gave a quick and low bow before strighten herself. She did not speak but only kept herself ready for whatever the first command of her new master was. She tried to keep her attention to the cuffs still on her wrist, afraid to make direct eye contact with the woman.

The other in the crowd all silent as they watched this odd woman, who'd suddenly claimed a slave without bidding like the others, claim her prize.

[member="Paega Anginous"]
 
[member="Serah"]

Clearly money was of more importance to the Zygerrian than procedures. He simply took the credits when she handed them to him, and was apparently satisfied with the amount she had given him. Others in the crowd were unhappy though, grumbling and muttering about the salesman not following proper auction procedures. But whatever. Paega knew that for the crowd of buyers, this particular girl was no different from the hundreds of other beautiful Zeltrons that were up for sales in Zygerria, so she wouldn't really be missed.

In the knight's eye, however, the girl was rather valuable. Untrained, yes, but still possessed the potential to become much more than a lowly slave. For the time being however, Paega had no problem with her being her servant. The Zeltron would have to learn her place as a slave before being really trained. After watching the newly purchased slave give a quick low bow, she reached out with her gloved hand to grab the girl by the chin, and inspected her closely through her mask. The slave was quite pretty, like many of her fellow Zeltrons. "Follow me."

She then led her new purchase away from the auction block, and out into the busy Zygerrian street. "I am now your owner. You will not speak unless spoken to or otherwise ordered to do so. I expect you to follow my every order without hesitation. I paid rather a lot to buy you... i hope you won't make me regret." she stated firmly.

"Do you have a name?" she asked, as she led the young Zeltron towards her rented apartment.
 
Serah had almost gone stiff as a board when the woman reached out and held her by the chin. Her eyes were forced to be drawn to hers as she examined her, though Serah's own eyes almost seemed to examine the woman as well. She was, of course, unsure of what to make of her because of her mask. For all she knew that was a something perminantly attacthed to her face because of some breathing problem. Otherwise it was just a means of hiding her face for no one else to ee. Either way it was unsettling for Serah.

When told to follow Serah of course did so, keeping up with her the whole time. A part of her was glad that she was back where she belonged, following the orders of another. Even as she told how she not speak unless otherwise and the like was something she could attest to, even if that was something her former master had not been so strict with.

When asked her name she kept her eyes down and said "Yes....master." She began, not knowing the proper address for a lady owner. "I am named Serah."

[member="Paega Anginous"]
 
[member="Serah"]

Paega simply nodded when the slave introduced herself as being named Serah. The blonde woman got the impression that she had somewhat intimidated the girl with the mask and what-not, but she decided it wasn't such a bad thing for now. For the rest of the walk home, she was silent, glancing back occasionally to make sure that the Zeltron was following her.

They were soon inside Paega's apartment, which had just two rooms and a balcony. One of the rooms was one containing a bed, a small closet, a holo-TV, a mini fridge, and a desk with a few chairs, the second room being a small bathroom. "This is my temporary residence." she explained as they entered. "We won't be staying here for too long. We'll be traveling to Zeltros in a few days."

The woman then threw off her cloak towards the closet, before taking off her mask. "Oh, and you can call me mistress." Paega announced, as her blonde hair fell smoothly behind her, having taken off her disguise. Beneath her cloak, Paega was wearing only the bare essentials. Zygerria was a rather hot planet after all, it would be idiotic to wear too much underneath the cloak. "So, Serah. What's your story?" she inquired, as she comfortably sat herself down on one of the chairs, then placed her legs on the other chair, indicating that she expected Serah to remain standing.
 
As they kept walking Serah kept her hands folded, as she could barely move them with the cuffs still on. She kept her head down while following her new mistress, as she now knew to call her, back to her residence. She wasn't aware that she continually checked to make sure she was following, mianly because Serah was not exepcting to run or try to escape. She was a slave and she knew there was nothing else for it.

Upon arriving at [member="Paega Anginous"] 's residence Serah had taken a moment to examine the entire place. It was one of the more lovlier places she'd ever seen though being it was only a temporary aprtment meant there was likey someplace grander that belonged to her mistress. Serah had stood near the living room area as her mistress undressed, she now seeing her fully and without the indimidating clothing. She was a little suprised to see she barley had much on underneath.

Serah did think her pretty but said nothing. Unless told otherwise, as she recalled, she wasn't allowed to speak. Besides she knew her mistress would not care of her opnion on her looks.

When asked about her 'story' Serah had given a confused "M-Mistress?" not understanding at first. When it was clariffied Serah nodded and said "Yes, mistress. I orginaly came from Sullest where I was born from my mother, who was also a slave. I served under my master, Kedahn, who taught me many things. Both, sadly, are gone. Killed by a rival mercenary group. I was all that remaind and was brought here by the Zyggerians when they discovered me."
 
[member="Serah"]

"What an interesting story." Paega remarked, although her tone indicated she could have cared less. Slaves were often seen as an expendable merchandise, and as a result most slaves never got to live very pleasant lives. She wondered for a moment if Serah had discovered her own abilities as a Force-User.

For a moment she remained silent, then the blonde woman extended her right hand towards the general direction of the fridge. With a casual wave of her hand, the mini-fridge slowly opened as though it had been opened by some telekinetic force. From within it, a bottle of water floated out, and then sailed across the air to Paega before it came into her grasp. She had intentionally displayed her Force ability to hint at Serah what she was capable of. Paega then drained about half of the bottle, having been obviously thirsty. She then offered the half-empty bottle to her Zeltron servant. "Want some water?" she asked. "I bet you are quite thirsty." she added.

Having said that, she leaned back further on her chair as she continued to gaze at the younger woman. "So what can you do? Can you pilot a ship? Can you fend off armed opponents?" Paega inquired, expecting a clear no for both piloting and fighting.
 
Given the tone of her mistress Serah could tell she wasn't impressed with her story. Not that she expected it any other way as even Serah didn't think her story was anythng to feel great about. She only stood there and sighed while her mistress had made herself more comfortable.

She then watched as she used some unseen ability to open the fridge and bring a bottle of water to her. Serah was a little amazed by this before realzing that she had experienced something like that before. That time when she exploded with anger and attacked the mercenaries who'd killed her mother and master. Though with her if wasn't as calm or easy as her mistress had made it appear.

When offered water Serah nodded before walking over and kneeling down in front of [member="Paega Anginous"], keeping her head down while taking the bottle from her. Once she had it she carefully sipped down the rest of the water inside, having not had a decent drink in some time. It was still a little hard given the cuffs confinding her wrists but she made do.

Then came the question of what she could do, to which she answered "I cannot fly, mistress. But I have protected myself...only once. I've not been able to do so again. Apologies." she bowed her head to her.

[member="Paega Anginous"]
 
[member="Serah"]

Paega had completely forgotten about the cuffs that were still binding Serah's hands. "Come over here." she ordered. "I'm hoping that you won't be needing these to stay obedient." the blonde informed her, before reaching out to undo the cuffs that bound her wrist. She listened as the slave informed her she did not know how to fly, and wasn't trained to protect, which was fine with Paega. The Zeltron girl would soon be trained in combat by her. Flying, though, Paega did not plan to teach, since she wasn't a great pilot herself.

"So what can you do?" she questioned as she crossed her arms infront of her chest. Perhaps cooking and cleaning, she thought. Paega had no intention of keeping Serah around to clean and cook, ofcourse. The Zeltron girl was capable of so much more, she just didn't fully realize it yet. She was interested, though, about what Serah had been trained to do in the past as a servant.

"Maybe massaging?" the blonde asked hopefully.
 
Finally free of her cuffs Serah had taken a moment to ease her wrists from the strain of having them bound tightly together for so long. Small marks still bruised her skin from the duration of time they were on, but Serah didn't feel as much pain as she'd thought from them. She did, however, notice the unsatisified tone when her mistress asked what she actually could do. She could, of course, do basic things like cooking and cleaning. Of course serving her food and the like if need be. The question of a massage, however, had taken Serah a little off-guard.

"I...I have done so before, mistress. Only not with a woman." Serah explain, a little color in her cheeks.

[member="Paega Anginous"]
 
[member="Serah"]

Paega grinned, then abruptly stood up. "Excellent. I think I could use one." she mused out loud, excited that she had the opportunity to get a massage from the beautiful Zeltron. The blonde woman then pointed with her fingers towards the direction of the bathroom. "Could you go prepare the tub for a bath, Serah?" she requested, hoping that the Zeltron girl knew how to fill up the tub with warm water. Paega was planning on getting that massage from Serah while bathing in the tub. That would give them ample time to talk.

The slave she had purchased was being surprisingly obedient, and the knight was willing to enjoy having such a servant at her disposal.
 
A little relief went through her mind in knowing there was something she could do to keep her mistress happy. Serah had bowed her head in understanding her mistress' need to have a massage. However she perked with confusion when she told her to prepare a bath. She knew how to draw one up and all only she'd not expected that she would need to bathe her mistress as well as massage her.

When [member="Paega Anginous"] pointed as to where the bathroom was she stood and bowed, saying "Yes, mistress." before hurrying off.

Once she was inside Searh dealt with turning on the water and waiting until she felt the temperature was sufficent enough before plugging it up. For the remainder of time she merley stood and waited until the tiub was full. She often glanced back to the door, waiting to see if her mistress would come in and be angry the tub wasn't full yet. Other times she would only watch the water slowly rise higher and higher until she could see her darkened reflection in it.

Her attention snapped as she realized it was ready and stopped the water. She drew her fingers in, testing to make sure everything was nice and hot, before srambling to find a a chair, soap, and a brush for her mistress.
 
[member="Serah"]

Paega smirked in amusement as the Zeltron hurried off to prepare the bath. She had never employed a slave before, and it felt rather good to have someone to order around. Still she had to remind herself that buying this young woman had not been primarily because she actually needed a slave. Rather, she saw a potential apprentice who could be trained in the ways of the Force. I'll start training her tomorrow... she decided silently, while she heard Serah fill up the tub with water.

When it sounded as though that Serah was done preparing the tub, the blonde woman entered. It was sort of a small bathroom, so the two of them together inside made the space slightly cramped, but it would do. Paega had entered with a purple bikini on her hand, which she tossed to Serah. "Here, you can just wear these. I don't want you to get your clothes wet." she said to the younger woman.

With that, she discarded what little clothing she had been wearing onto the floor, before climbing gently into the tub. The warm water felt quite soothing to her exposed skin. Stretching out her legs, Paega leaned the back of her head against the tub, and looked up expectantly at the Zeltron girl with her emerald eyes. She was curious to see if Serah would start bathing or massaging her or what, but for the moment, she was up for whichever.
 
When she was handed the bikini Serah had gulped in her throat. She had no idea she would need to wear this in front of her mistress, even if it made sense not to have her current uniform soaked in the process of cleaning her. Serah had nodded before seeing as [member="Paega Anginous"] disrobed. She turned away, worried her mistress would say something about her seeing her naked. As for putting the bikini on Serah had initally intended to walk out of the room before changing, though if her mistress had told her otherwise she would change in the bathroom itself; Serah would still feel awkward about it.

When she had finished Serah took a seat on the small stool next to the bath. Picking up the soap she began to run her mistress' arms as she bathed and rubbed her skin, trying to accomplish both tasks at once. She recalled what she'd done for her master's men when bathing them, since the master himself seemed insistant her mother clean him and not her. The major difference was, of course, that they were all men with large muscles and the like. Cleaning this woman felt so different when she applied the same techniques. She hoped they were working.
 
[member="Serah"]

Paega could tell that Serah was feeling rather awkward regarding the whole ordeal. So the blonde woman simply allowed her Zeltron servant to walk out of the room before re-entering wearing the outfit she had handed her. She glanced back to see Serah take her seat on the stool before getting to work. It seemd that the slave was intent on bathing and massaging her at the same time, which was completely fine by her. From the amount of strength that Serah was applying, Paega could guess that the Zeltron was more used to serving muscular men.

"So you told me that you lived your whole life in slavery... Have you ever even been to Zeltros?"
 
When the question came up Serah did not stop bathing her mistress. She only glanced up to her face before saying "No, mistress. But my mother was. She said it was a grand planet for the heritage of my kind in the galaxy." Now finished on the arms she worked her way up to her mistress' shoulders, applying the same technique for the men but for her. She tried going a little smoother on the grounds of [member="Paega Anginous"] not having the same build as men. Though as she continued she worried what would happen when she would need to go...lower.
 
[member="Serah"]

"It is a grand planet, all right." she began, as she watched the lovely Zeltron girl work her way down to her shoulders. It felt great to have her tense shoulder muscles massaged by the skilled servant. "They call it the 'party' planet. And let me tell you, it's exactly that. Whatever form of entertainment you might seek, it's probably going to be there. Bars, clubs, casinos, brothels, or anything else." Paega informed. "And that's where we are going to be headed to in a few days. I've got some friends who live there."

"It really is an interesting place. You'll enjoy yourself there, I'm sure." she added hopefully with a grin. "So tell me more about yourself. Age? What do you like to do? Hobbies maybe? Anything else you'd like to tell me about yourself... go for it." she said.
 
She continued cleaning and massaging while hearing her mistress describe Zeltros. When she told her it was referred to as a 'party planet' it was not exaclty what she'd thought of. She expected someplace with majestic mountians and rivers and the like. Somewhere as beautiful as the planets people wish they were born on or would go to one day before they died. Instead it sounded more like a den of debauchery.

Serah only continued cleaning when asked to tell more about herself to [member="Paega Anginous"]. Given the list of questions to start with she began with "I am nineteen, mistress. Soon to be twenty. I must admit, though, I do not have many hobbies. I have always served and only served. Though I have been taught as well. My former master used to give me books to read. Some had things to study while others had stories. I did enjoy reading when I had the time."

At this point Serah had stopped with her mistress' shoulders, but paused, wondering where she would want her to go next. If it was within the area she thought that another grand gulp would escape her throat, even as sweat was starting to form on her brow. She wasn't sure if it was the heat or her own anxiety getting to her.
 
[member="Serah"]

In retrospective, Paega felt as though asking a slave for hobbies was an idiotic thing to do, given the fact that their occupation was one that didn't give much freedom for them to form a hobby. Still, she was rather interested when she heard that Serah liked to read. Very few slaves in the Galaxy had the privilege of being literate, and it showed that Serah's former master must have cared for her enough to have given her books to read.

"How interesting. I apologize that I don't keep around very much good reading materials... I keep some magazines around somewhere if you want to take a look at them later." she added rather apologetically. The blonde then noticed that the Zeltron was getting rather uncomfortable now, and realized why. "Alright, I think I'm good now." she said glancing at the anxious woman.

"I want to get you cleaned up too, though." Paega stated, then stretched her hand out to grab Serah's arm. She gentled tugged the Zeltron towards her, inviting her to climb into the tub as well. Thankfully, the tub was just big enough to accomodate both women.
 

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