:Unbreakable Chains: - No Escape

"Hey! Don't forget this one, but be careful, this ones a runner." he said as tossed Shalina onto the ground, she immeadiatly curled up and held her stomach, obvious by now she was kicked there

Name of Character: Smash Kenshi
Age of Character: 19
Class desired: Captive
Powers: Fire powers. Control fire, make fire and such, even though it won't matter.
Strengths: Inner Strength. He slightly buff on the outside, but is stronger than he looks. Pretty much.
More Stamina. He can do some stuff longer.
Weaknesses: Water. Fire will never mix well with fire.
Fast stuff. He is normal speed, but faster stuff can cause a problem for him.
Fear of snakes. All it got to say. Ok with friendly one's, though.
Other notes of interest: Eh, just in this rp and not much, his eyes seem to glow in the dark, so if the room he in suddenly went pitch black, his eyes will somewhat glow. Nothing special.


Hopefully, this is good.

Her ears twitched as she listened to what the slavers said. Yet she could not speak to argue. Not just because she was mute as heck thanks to that nasty looking stump but also because she damn well knew her place. Any objects or struggles would just escalate the drama that already was there. Not a smart thing to do at all.

And then the mule made his statement and she was on her feet, ready to follow where ever she would be guided. Guided to do whatever those slavers wanted work wise. And god would she do her best to follow it out of that fear for punishment, not wanting to go through that again.

((If you're still interested, accepted, Smashy. Think it makes sense to cut off joins at this point. Sorry for lack of replies but I'm unsure if people are even motivated enough/care enough to continue this.))

Without much hesitation at all, the feline quickly jumped up to her feet upon being told. Well, not quickly at all, nor jumped up. More she picked herself up off the floor in as quick of a way as she could in her current condition, and walked over to the mule. She kept her head down to avoid eye contact which would just break her more right now.

Ebonia said nothing. Just waited for the shackles to be put on. Right now she was too tired, too exhausted and hurt to actually physically do anything brave like normal. She hated it so much. She felt a very odd sting in her arm, however, and looked at it in the corner of her eye, not making any movement to soothe it.

Was that a bite mark?