shadows and dust

Are you not entertained? Independent & Selective prototype!Alibaba

[grumpy---gladiator]

Watching all the ladies getting naked. “What a time to be alive.”

[grumpy---gladiator]

[grumpy---gladiator]

I kinda hope these spoilers are fake??

[exaltedfire]

“Alibaba? That’s a good name.” Aliyah decided before her face turned into a slight grimace - even if it was just for a second it was obvious that his words didn’t make her happy. But quickly her expression changed again into a nearly disinterested look.

“I am definitely not here for that kind of stuff.” She explained before looking straight into the gladiator’s eyes. “Do you wanna get out of here and see the world? My previous guard fell in love with a local woman so I told him to stay here - but I need a guard. And everyone here has such hopeless and dead eyes, they’d be more like dolls awaiting a command - I need someone who can still use his head. You seem to be the only one fitting that criteria. So, what do you say - would you be interested in switching your lifestyle?”

[grumpy---gladiator]

Well, of course she wasn’t here because of that, she didn’t look like one of these women. A sigh, barely noticeable, and he sank down to the cell’s dirty ground. Such a disappointment. Yet he listened to her offer, silently, and, for a split second, his eyes widened a little in curiosity, before his usual stoic gaze returned.

Ridiculous, as if he was any different from these guys here. “I don’t know why you’re asking me...” He spoke calmly, followed by a shrug. Her offer sounded too good to be true, like some stupid joke, and to be honest, he didn’t even know if he wanted to leave. Of course he didn’t like this place, but he didn’t know anything about the world outside of the Colosseum and the gladiator school, and that scared him.

“I don’t believe that I’d be any better. And, either way, it’s not my decision, but my master’s. I honestly don’t care...”

[viincla-blog]

                 “So fighting is all you’re good for, then? Of course,                   there’s always your looks, too. Aren’t there?”

He leaned in closer, reaching to push some of the hair out of the slave’s face so he could get a better look at him. 

                  “Mm, I bet the ladies in the crowds went wild over                    you, didn’t they?”

[grumpy---gladiator]

    “...”

Not really sure whether he liked where this was going or not, Alibaba’s lips formed a thin line before giving the slave trader a slow nod.

“I suppose they didn’t visit me for my nice personality...” He eventually responded with a shrug.

[musesgonnamuse]

         let me tell you what I w i s h I’d known                          when I was young and d r e a m e d of glory                   you have no c o n t r o l    who LIVES, who DIES, who TELLS YOUR STORY

[streetcrowned-moved]

“As far as I know women of royalty aren’t born to prostitutes in some little tent in the slums nor do they die and just come back. The world is just fed up with what is regarded as usual. Because usually you would not be free and the world would not be nearly entirely ruled by a man who was, just like us, born in poverty.” She laughed a little at her own words even if it sounded dry - when did she just become such a sarcastic person? “Well you are fine and alive, you might not be used to it but it seems you are doing a fine job at thinking for yourself. But if you need help you know you can always ask me, right?”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“It was you who used her status as an excuse for her incapability to get laid, not me. No need to start talking like my mother.” Sighs. Why did he even bother talking to her in the first place?

“Don’t you have more important stuff to worry about than me? Like, that weird thing you were advertising for?” Yeah, your stupid ads even reached him.

Send me “✤”  to grab my muse and hug them

[streetcrowned-moved]

“I am a woman of royalty it is my duty to be a virgin until the day of my marriage… or something like that.” Not that she truly believed in such things. But at least it sounded like some sort of excuse for her rather inexperience in such matters. “Are you having troubles finding a job? Otherwise I’d tell you finding another person and caring for them… maybe caring together for a smaller person - maybe that’s what you could do with your life. It’s not a bad thing, you know?”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“As far as I know women of royalty usually don’t hang out with former slaves, pirates, thieves or whoever else. A fine princess you are, your highness.” He sneered with a roll of his eyes. “No, that’s not it, it’s just... kinda strange having to think for yourself. I’m used to having other people do that for me.”

[exaltedfire]

♔┋  @grumpy-gladiator  liked for a starter.

“… those cells stink. And they are dirty.” She complained while walking through the part of the Colosseum were the gladiators were held. The scenery invoked memories she wished to forget but her face remained cold. Those men… they seemed hopeless as if they had given up on anything. A shudder ran through her body - this was the difference to how the gladiators of her country used to be, they had craved the sunlight and blood, they had wanted the fame. She was just about to leave again when her eyes settled on one of the gladiators. For a moment she just looked at him, golden eyes harsh and calculating. 

          “Bath him and bring him to my room. I also wish to speak with             his master.” She told her companions before stepping closer to             the cell. “What is your name, warrior?”

[grumpy---gladiator]

Noble women were a common sight at this place, and certainly a well liked one, too. After all the ladies here usually only came for one reason, and what gladiator didn’t enjoy to have a few hours filled with sweetly whispered lies and alcohol?

However, judging from her serious look, the reason of her visit was most likely something less enjoyable, or so Alibaba assumed. He sighed lightly as the woman approached him, this smelled like trouble. “Alibaba...” He responded slowly, his expression a mix of curiosity and irritation.

“If you’re here for sex, you can just give the money to one of the guards... no need to call for my master....”

[streetcrowned-moved]

“Then try it without smiling… be the kind but silent and slightly grumpy knight. Help a woman if you think she needs help and blush a little when she thanks you! Women love that stuff… and maybe one of them will make you smile. I bet yours would be beautiful too.”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“I don’t know if I should rely on the flirting tips of an eternal virgin.” Well, right now he was actually grinning a bit. “I’m not really interested in a relationship, I don’t even know what to do with my life right now, so how am I supposed to care for another person? No, thanks.”

[streetcrowned-moved]

“Maybe they were more impressed with what you did back then? Whatever, you don’t need women like tha—- did you just say my smile was pretty? That’s cute!”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“I don’t know, I wouldn’t mind some good fuck right now.” Grumpy tsundere noises. “Well compared to mine-- just... forget it.”

[viincla-blog]

@grumpy-gladiator

                     “They say you were quite a sight to see in the                        colosseum… is it true, hm?”

Ever since that brat of a Fanalis had broken his chains, Fatima had been a lot more careful about the slaves he picked up. But this one had the potential to make such a profit, so he’d made a calculated risk and bought him, negotiating for a good price. 

                       “Any other skills?”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“Well, I managed to survive up until now...” The gladiator replied monotonously, trying to hide his nervousness. “I’m afraid, I’ve only been trained in swordsmanship ever since my childhood. I can also use some other weapons, but other than fighting... I can’t think of any remarkable skills.”

[streetcrowned-moved]

“But a smart one ! …Oh come on. A smile would suit you, I bet the ladies would love it - or the gentleman, whatever you prefer.”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“I don’t know, the ladies seemed to like me more as a messy slave. Besides, my smile isn’t as pretty... as yours.” Yeah he actually just said something nice.

[streetcrowned-moved]

“Oh I’m good at that - running around and grinning like an idiot I mean - I could teach you!”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“Perhaps because you are an idiot. But no, thanks, that’s not the kind of skill I am aiming for.”

[streetcrowned-moved]

“But you aren’t a slave anymore thanks to Sinbad. Wouldn’t that be a reason to smile?”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“Yeah, I am happy, but I won’t run around grinning like an idiot.”

[streetcrowned-moved]

“At least my face is capable of more than one angry expression!”

[grumpy---gladiator]

“If I had reason to do so, I’d maybe change my expression.” He only knows anger, embarrassment and hunger.