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Darnell: */shrinks/ back from her, breathless with fear* W-what do you want?

Woman: Why... I want you, honey. *she'll turn away to speak with a slaver... and she'll buy him.*

Darnell: Y-you, w-wait, /what/? *openly /gaping/ at her as they close the transaction*

*The slaver will move to Darnell and will untie him from the wagon, and binding his hands together before him. He'll also slip a noose over Darnell's head to hand the end of the lady as a leash to lead him by. And lead him she does, she'll take the end of the rope and start to walk away with him.*

Darnell: W-wait...wait, /what's/ going on!? *struggles a bit as his hands are tied, and bucking back at the leash, though it tightens on his throat . . . he can only stumble, still /thrashed/ as he is...*

Woman: *will lead Darnell through town and to her house. She's got a rich house, a large place with many servants and slaves working around the grounds. She passes Darnell off to a big tiger man.* I want him cleaned up and delivered to my in two hours.

Tiger: *will take the leash and give her a bow* Yes, Mistress. *will lead Darnell off another way.*

Darnell: *too much in shock to do more than nominally resist, then too /humiliated/ at being paraded nude and bound through town to properly fight . . . and then he's /gaping/ at the tiger man* W-what the blazes are /you/? What do you people /want/ with me!? What's going on?

Tiger: *glances at Darnell* ...What do you mean, what am I? *confused*

Darnell: *shrinking from him* I mean, WHAT ARE YOU!? Some kind of tiger-man...?

Tiger: I'm an amin. ...You've never seen amin before? *tone says /HOW/?!*

Darnell: */miserable/* I don't even know what /world/ I'm on! Or how in the blazes I got here. Where /am/ I?

Tiger: *takes Darnell inside and to a room where he'll remove Darnell's binds* *he'll give Darnell a quick list of where he is...world, country, kingdom, town...*

Darnell: ............... n-none of that means anything to me. *curls back* Blast it, /why/ haven't I /woken up/!?

Tiger: ...*tone sympathetic* Maybe because you're not sleeping... *he'll move Darnell to the side of the room and will use warmed water in a bucket and a rag to start washing away the grime from the slave wagon and whatever grim carried over from Darnell's last case.*

Darnell: *miserable, even as he's /shying/ from the tiger man doing /anything/ to him* I-I have to be! My brain's made up a whole fantasy world! People who sell other people like cattle, animal people...names of places I've never /heard/ of....p-please...just leave me alone! Don't...don't touch me!

Tiger: I’ve no choice in this, and nor do you unless you want another beating. *tone soft. He’s not threatening, just stating fact. Let him work, it’s best for both of them.*