Melody watched as one of the men bidded on her, he looked rather excited, she glanced over at him, but only allowed her eyes to rest on him for a matter of moments before she glanced back at the wall, before she knew it, another one of the men had bidded on her, though he had only went up one credit, she allowed her eyes to fall on him this time, he appeared kind for a master, alot nicer than her last ones, but well, anything would have been better than her older masters.
She glanced over at Miss Kelly as she asked if that was all the bids, she glanced down at her wrists, counting the seconds until she would be taken out of the room, and hopefully, if the woman was kind enough, would be taken out of her cuffs and collar, they both were starting to dig into the skin and she could feel the scars started to come up, she took a deep breath, ignoring the pain, waiting for the bidding to be over and for her to be given to one of the men, she simpy wanted this to be over already, she looked back up at the man who had placed the last bid on her, her long almost raven hair hung around her shoulders, half acting like a barrier or curtain, keeping her face out of view from people on each side.
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Anya glanced up as she heard one of the men bid, sounding rather excited if she said so herself, although she did want a girl gifted, simply because she knew they would get on better, she didn't want one so old, knowing that it would be asking for trouble if she got an older on, simply because an older gifted would prehaps rebel against her after a while, but with a younger one, she could taken it under her wing, show her a piece of her world, simply so she could be trust, simply so the girl would be close, so that Anya could control the girl's gift, so to speak anyway.
She listened as the other man bidded, adding only one extra credit, she crossed her legs and leaned back on the chaise lounge once more, slipping her hands inside her pockets, her dark eyes watching the girl infront of her, she looked at the cuffs and the collars around their wrists and necks, she suddenly felt rather sorry for them, if she had to admit it, though she reminded herself that these people were freaks, they weren't good, they shouldn't be able to have powers. She picked up her wine glass and took a sip, finishing the small glass before placing it back on the table infront of her, waiting for the gifted to be escorted from the room.