Eventually Rip stopped struggling against the strange magical bubble and set on observing their surroundings. She took note that he was taking a darker path, keeping to the shadows as they trailed through the alley ways which, was a relief to her. Next to silver, being exposed to sunlight was one of the most painful things she could endure and that usually resulted in death or burning.
Things Rip did not wish to experience any time soon.
During the trip, she remained silent until they approached the manor. The sight of the large house complimented by various vast gardens was quite the sight. As beautiful as it was, it also set her on edge. Whoever her Master was, he was both powerful enough to subdue her and had money to maintain a place like this..
Did her price even dent his coffers? She wondered as he issued her inside. Once there, she sat up a little straighter noting there was no natural light. The entire manor was set up to allow her to move freely if he let her. That alone raised a million questions....
Either he hated sunlight as much as any vampire, or, he knew she was going to be his before she even hit the auctions and made preparations. Rip wasn't sure which one put her at ease if either of them did. Those were all questions to ask another time. Right now her focus became the rooms he was settling her into.
A suite all to herself? That wasn't something a slave normally got to themselves so why was he giving this to her? She wanted to ask and turned to do so when she noticed how he looked through the blue and red swirling bubble she was locked in.
Was that...?
She perked up a little and leaned into the bubble as he covered his face and then ran out. The next thing she knew, she was on the floor and wincing as she hit.
After taking a few moments to recover, Rip set about exploring her series of rooms, checking everything out and upon discovering the bathroom, spent plenty of time in there washing up and tending to her wounds. With everything that's happened to her in the last several days, being clean again was highly appreciated.
Once she was satisfied she was clean, she went searching for clothing and then it was just a matter of wondering when she'd be let out of her comfy prison or when she might be fed.
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Things Rip did not wish to experience any time soon.
During the trip, she remained silent until they approached the manor. The sight of the large house complimented by various vast gardens was quite the sight. As beautiful as it was, it also set her on edge. Whoever her Master was, he was both powerful enough to subdue her and had money to maintain a place like this..
Did her price even dent his coffers? She wondered as he issued her inside. Once there, she sat up a little straighter noting there was no natural light. The entire manor was set up to allow her to move freely if he let her. That alone raised a million questions....
Either he hated sunlight as much as any vampire, or, he knew she was going to be his before she even hit the auctions and made preparations. Rip wasn't sure which one put her at ease if either of them did. Those were all questions to ask another time. Right now her focus became the rooms he was settling her into.
A suite all to herself? That wasn't something a slave normally got to themselves so why was he giving this to her? She wanted to ask and turned to do so when she noticed how he looked through the blue and red swirling bubble she was locked in.
Was that...?
She perked up a little and leaned into the bubble as he covered his face and then ran out. The next thing she knew, she was on the floor and wincing as she hit.
After taking a few moments to recover, Rip set about exploring her series of rooms, checking everything out and upon discovering the bathroom, spent plenty of time in there washing up and tending to her wounds. With everything that's happened to her in the last several days, being clean again was highly appreciated.
Once she was satisfied she was clean, she went searching for clothing and then it was just a matter of wondering when she'd be let out of her comfy prison or when she might be fed.