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[roneal]

The market is, objectively speaking, a miserable place. Precious few of the merchandise are happy to be there, nude and bound and collared - sometimes even caged - free for every prospective customer to examine. Few of the customers are happy either. Prices are high, and the press of so many bodies create a stifling atmosphere.

All in all, it is exactly what Jade had expected. He strolls leisurely through the market, not particularly bothered by what is going on around him. It was one of the reasons he had been chosen for this assignment. Today is his first day at the market; he's meant to speak with the vendors, make connections, and walk away with a cheap but handy acquisition.

He's working on the last part now. It's surprisingly difficult to find someone useful and docile, but still with some spirit left - he does not trust the older slaves who are complacent with the system.

It's during his second time looping through the market that someone catches his eye - for all the wrong reasons. He stops, stares at the familiar figure in front of him, an uncharacteristically surprised expression flashing over his face.

Then he's smiling again. He's still unsure if this is a good turn of events, but perhaps he could use this to his advantage.

"My my, I didn't expect to see you here."

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[castorprince]

Jerked into alertness, Shinjirou pushes himself off the wooden pillar he's been lazily leaning against for the past hours. He's one of the few slaves at this particular stand who sits with his legs apart, not caring to hide the bruises on his thighs, not interested in hiding that he's far from a virgin despite his age -- they sell much better, for a much higher price. His seller regards him with the same soured face as always when Shinjirou sits up straight, restraints clicking as he strains against their hold.

"You."

Should he even be surprised? Considering what he knows about Jade, maybe not, maybe that's the kind of place you should expect to meet a guy like him. On the other hand, what kind of unlikely coincidence is it that the two of them should meet again in a place like this? To happen upon Jade at some point in the future, at a bar or on the streets, somewhere ... sure. But now he's sitting here, as a cheap slave with little hope (on his kidnapper's part) that he's going to get sold at all, and Jade is a customer looking at the goods which he's a part of. No, he's never thought anything like this would happen.

Yet here they are. And once he's past the moment of surprise, he manages to frown. "Gotten sick of drunk one night stands?"