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Character(s): Tayuya
Date: Early Summer year 45
Setting: Slave market
Summary: Basically like it has been said, just a way to throw character in.
Warning(s): My terrible writing? Forgive the rustiness.
That was the word to describe the world around her as that thick sludge of dust found its way into corners of mouth and up into her sinuses to delightfully soak there upon tongue, so that everything smelled and tasted like the thick dry earth that rested below those slightly tanned limbs. Eyes roamed the landscape before her as thick amber jades took in the all too familiar sights of the market that loamed around her.
It was all the same, one market to the next, the only different was the amusing crowd they tried to sell her onto. As if parading her down the walkway was really going to catch the eye of one man or the wanting of another woman, it only gave her a good excuse to show off or play a bit with those eyes waxed over with want or indifference. Like she had already stated before, every market was the same and Tayuya had learned from the years just how to play the game.
Oh, be sure to note that Tayuya use this to full advantage as she carefully wrapped those long locks of fire stained hair around shoulder in a simple braid, exposing the smooth graceful lines of shoulders and the curve of collar bones to the naked eye. Her simple brown smock was pulled carefully and hitched up ever so that when they lead them in, these poor simple creatures with hands bounds; eyes like that of a doe begging to be taken and cradle, that it would be notice when there was a slight slip of buxom chest or those well rounded thighs. Ha, there was a sucker born every second and if anyone had taught her that Tayuya had to thank good old mom.
Lips parted ever so slightly in that cat smirk as she let arms rise above head feeling the pressure of the metal that snapped at wrist trying to mock her with painfully reminding her that it was there keeping her in line. Legs pressed against chest as smooth skin warmed with the mid-afternoon sun, a welcomed sight for it meant soon the market would be closing and this humiliation would be done for the day, and soon she could retreat back into the darkness of the well shaded tents where thick beard men would sit and smoke their thick tobacco, counting coins over their daily exchange and laugh with wine warming their blood as much as the sun did now.
Eyes shifted within petite skull structure as she caught a glimpse of the men outside the cage hands moving quickly as they tried to issue people in to catch a glimpse at the days catch. Rare of all rarities were those that had been captured from the wars outside Rome and somehow the little slave group had picked up a few beauties from the West with glowing skin and dark raven hair. Tayuya was almost jealous of them as people cooed over the two small twins that clutched at each other with nails, as one would cry out at the silent jabs of the other and vice versa. Sadly there was nothing she could do for the girls as she turned away, there was nothing anyone could do when you were the one looking out as they looked in.
Life sometimes was just cruel.