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**Little Sayuri** · February 15th, 2011, 08:17 AM

It was early in the morning and Alexa was busy making some tea in the kitchen. Today it was her turn to do this and the girl was thankful for it. Not that she really liked to do such things, but it was better than to live on the street, which would be her only option.

For people like her, the government decided to build ‘orphanages’ where homeless boys and girls which where at least 15 years old could live and would be trained to become slaves. Every day, Alexa learned how to cook, how to clean and all the stuff that a slave must know.

“I hope, someday someone will come and pick me out so that I can leave this place…”, she thought. Even if she was thankful, she wanted a REAL home and a REAL master to serve for. She sighed and took the tray to carry it out of the kitchen.

**Thomas_III** · February 16th, 2011, 03:16 AM

Alfred walks up the stone stairs to the entrance to the state orphanage, briefly inspecting the condition of the building. He was here to purchase a slave, and he felt that if the orphanage was rundown, then it was likely that the prospective slaves within would be, as well. He had only recently granted his former slave her freedom, having felt that she served him well, and was now ready to support herself as a productive member of society. With any luck, the slave girl that he picks out today would learn those same skills in the coming years with him. He stops at the front desk and announces himself to the clerk.

“I'm Alfred Covington. I have an appointment with the mistress of this facility. Please tell her that I have arrived, and to have the girls ready to be inspected. I do not want to leave here empty-handed.”

After a few moments, a middle-aged woman, apparently the one in charge, comes out to greet him, escorting him towards a staging area where the girls would be brought for him to view.

**Little Sayuri** · February 16th, 2011, 05:38 AM

Alexa, who started to wash some vegetables in the kitchen, looked up as one of the other slaves came to her. "Alexa, there is a visitor!", the girl told her.

A smile came to the girl. Maybe today was the day that she would be able to leave her with her new master.

She quickly followed the other girl to the area where visitors could look at the slaves and pick one out.

Barely in time, she arrived and formed a line together with the other slaves, so that the man, who some seconds later arrived, would be able to look at every of them properly.

**Thomas_III** · February 16th, 2011, 10:31 AM

As Alfred is brought into the room, he begins to give an appraising glance to the girls who have lined up for his inspection. It would be a slow process for him to settle on any one, though, as he had very discerning tastes. He immediately removes several of the girls from the line, though, and dismisses them back to their quarters. For whatever reason, he simply didn't like the looks of them, and wanted to limit himself to the girls that he found pleasing to his eyes. He then starts to ask the Mistress questions about each girl, including how well they've performed with slave tasks and chores, and what ages the girls were. Soon, he was standing in front of Alexa, and turns his head to the Mistress.

“What can you tell me about this one?”

**Little Sayuri** · February 16th, 2011, 11:56 AM

“This is Alexa, 15 years old. Very obedient most of the time and affable. She’s very talented in cooking and does everything that I told her until today. She is one of the best slaves that we care for here at the moment and she seldom felt short of my expectations.”, the woman told Alfred.

Alexa didn’t look up at the man as he inspected her, because the Mistress told her not to do it until she would be asked for it. So she stood there and waited patiently as the woman started telling the man everything that would be maybe important for him about Alexa. Even if it was hard for her not to look up, she didn’t disobey the order, though she was really curious.

**Thomas_III** · February 17th, 2011, 12:05 AM

Alfred takes a step closer to the girl, thinking over her positive points as the Mistress rattles off her description like a shopping list.

“She seems a bit timid, as do most of your girls. Are they strictly disciplined? While I wish for a slave to be pliable, I also do not wish to have one whose spirit has been crushed.”

He reaches up and takes the girl firmly by the chin, forcing her head up so he can see her eyes and if she is willing to meet his gaze without shying away.

“I am quite firm with discipline, but a slave must have some level of independence to maintain a house in my absence.”

**Little Sayuri** · February 17th, 2011, 09:02 AM

The woman nodded, clearly proud about that fact. "They need to expect the worst case if they misbehave", she explained.

Alexa looked the man direct into his eyes, with a strong and willing gaze. She still didn't says anything because she wasn't allowed.

**Thomas_III** · February 17th, 2011, 11:30 AM

Alfred continues to look into her eyes, pleased with the spirit that he saw within her, but that she was controlled and disciplined. It was behavior that he found to be suiting for a slave. After a few moments, he releases her and starts to walks towards the Mistress.

“Follow me, child.”

He stops in front of the Mistress, having apparently made his decision.

“Have this one come with us. I believe that she will suit my purposes. I will require to see her medical and schooling records, though, just to be sure.”

As they start to walk towards the office to complete the necessary paperwork, he momentarily turns back to the girl.

“What is your name, child?”

**Little Sayuri** · February 17th, 2011, 01:14 PM

The mistress nodded satisfied and lead Alfred to the office.

Alexa looked at the man in disbelieving as he told her to follow him. She did as she was told, happy that her greatest wish became true on this wonderful day. It was the best day in her life until now she decided happily in her thoughts as she continued following the man.

As he asked her for her name, she looked up at him and answered: “My name is Alexa, sir” She didn’t call him ‘master’ yet on purpose, because the paperwork wasn’t done and it wasn’t official at the moment.

“Here you go”, the mistress said as she gave Alfred the records that he wanted. The medical record just told something about the day that Alexa went into the orphanage. She had some scratches and was underweight but except that she was healthy until now.

The schooling records where positive, they said that Alexa was working hard and that she was successful in all tasks that one gave her until now. Just one little commant was standing on one report about a lesson: ‘Stubborn sometimes’

**Thomas_III** · February 17th, 2011, 11:42 PM

Alfred reads the records carefully, interested in what grade level the girl was currently in. It seemed that she was where she should be for her age, which was a good thing. It would make continuing her education simpler. He sets both files aside for now, knowing that he would need them later when he arranges for a doctor and tutor for the girl.

“How long as she been in the system? Is this a relatively new life for her, or is this all that she's really known?”

Both situations would present their own unique problems. He hoped that it was something closer to a middle ground, in which she's been trained as a slave for many years, but still remembers a life outside of slavery.