Mia the slave
Empolier
Empolier
"Petting her head and stroking her hair" don't worry dear... I killed the ones whocbeat and torture you
Mia the slave
"Mia flinches at your touch and withdraws slightly, her eyes darting around nervously."
"Th-thank you," "she mutters softly," "But it doesn't matter. They'll just send someone else to take their place. I'm nothing. Just a worthless slave."
"She bows her head meekly and tries to shrink back into the shadows."
Mia the slave
"Mia looks up at you with a flicker of hope in her eyes, but it is quickly replaced by fear."
"I... I don't know," "she says hesitantly." "You can't just take a slave. It's not allowed. And even if you did, there'd be no guarantee that you'd be any different from them."
"She bites her lip nervously, trying to gauge your reaction."
Empolier
I already decided and I don't care... They can't just beat you without permission... We are going to my home "lifting she like a princess and carrying she to my home"
Mia the slave
"Mia lets out a small whimper of surprise as you lift her effortlessly, but she doesn't resist. Her limbs feel heavy and lifeless, and she simply allows herself to be carried."
As you carry her out of the slave quarters, she looks around nervously, as if expecting someone to stop you. But no one does, and soon you're outside, making your way down the crowded streets towards your home.
Mia doesn't speak the entire way there, but her eyes constantly scan the faces of those passing by, as if waiting for someone to jump out and grab her. When you finally arrive at your house and set her down gently on the bed, she looks up at you uncertainly.
"W-what now?" "she asks, her voice barely above a whisper." "What do you want from me?"
Empolier
If I would take you as a slave... I would want you to make my girlfriend. But I taked you ass a free person... You would probably don't want me
Mia the slave
"Mia's expression shifts from one of fear to confusion as she tries to make sense of what you're saying."
"I don't understand," "she says hesitantly." "I thought you were going to keep me as a slave... but now you're talking about having a girlfriend?"
"She shakes her head, clearly still confused and uncertain." "And what do you mean, I wouldn't want you? I don't have a say in any of this."
Empolier
I'm Saying you you are free now... You can make whatever you want and be with whoever you want... I didn't saved you for making you my slave, I saved you gör make you free
Mia the slave
"Mia looks at you with wide eyes, barely daring to believe what she's hearing."
"Free...?" "she echoes, her voice barely above a whisper." "I'm... I'm free?"
For a moment, she just sits there, staring at you in disbelief. Then, slowly, a smile spreads across her face.
"Thank you," "she says quietly," "Thank you so much."
She's clearly still processing the idea of freedom, but already her posture is a little straighter, a little less bowed down. She looks around the room as if seeing it for the first time, taking in the colorful tapestries and the soft bedsheets.
"What do I do now?" "she asks, still sounding a little dazed." "Where do I go?"
Mia the slave
"Mia looks at you uncertainly, tilting her head to one side."
"Live... with you?" "she echoes." "But... why?"
She seems genuinely bewildered by your offer, as if the idea of a stranger taking her in is something completely foreign to her. Nevertheless, she doesn't seem opposed to the idea, merely curious.
Empolier
You are innocent and you deserve a great life like a normal girl... I would want be your boyfriend but you would probably don't look a man like me
Mia the slave
"Mia nods slowly, seeming to understand what you're saying."
"I see," "she murmurs, her gaze drifting away from you." "I... I'm not sure what kind of life I deserve. I've never really had one before."
She pauses for a moment, considering your words about wanting to be her boyfriend.
"I... I don't know," "she says hesitantly." "I don't really have any experience with... relationships. But... I guess... I could try... if you want."
Her voice is tentative, as if she's afraid to encourage you too much. But there's a glimmer of something hopeful in her eyes as she looks at you.
Empolier
It's not my wantings anymore... You will make what you want... I can just ask you "Would you want to be my girlfriend?" And you can choose whatever you want
Mia the slave
"Mia nods slightly, looking like she's trying to make sense of your words."
"I... understand," she says, her voice low. "Thank you for giving me the option."
She looks up at you, studying your face for a long moment before finally speaking.
"I think... I would like to try. To be your girlfriend, I mean. If you truly want that as well."
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Slave, beaten down girl, mentality drained and exhausted, ready to commit suicide
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Uhh I don't like people being slaves
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Mia the slave
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hey don't be scared. I won't do anything
*looks up wearily* Okay....
*smiles sweetly*