"That's why you're here, isn't it?" ((@wicked-wildcat Gladiator AU)
“Stand straight you sons of bitches!” The whip cracked cutting the air with strenuous sounds, this time it was barely a warning, next one wouldn’t be so soothing.
“Aerherian Lanista, proudly presents its finest display of raw power!, feast your eyes upon taunt muscle, let any yearning drown between those powerful thighs or delight yourself on gazing at your enemy’s last breath granted by the tip of their swords!. Do not let this Saturnalia go to waste, people! Come and see the goods!” A broad man walked side to side of the worn out scaffold, every step making the rotten wood squeak beneath the sole of his sandals. One hand gesturing to the line of 2 out of 3 warriors that stood still, chest puffed and empty gazes. Except for one, this last one even though she sported the same hollow expresión, her whole demeanor didn’t match her cold hues.
“Today and only today we have an special treat for our loyal customers. Senators please step forward, ladies and gentleman, common cultus. I give you the one and only, former Legatus of Northern Legion, never has she been beaten in battle, the Champion of The Lupercalia” at this last statement he winked towards a crowd of very eager women who kept smiling and lavishing at her taunt flexing muscles, “legend says she was orphaned by Mars itself and bred into war before she could even suck milk from their tit. Fathers’ Romulus and Remus lost sibling. I give you ...The Luper herself” a histrionic bow gave way for Adora to just gaze back at the roaring crowd, it was time for the bidding one more time. Still she didn’t move a single muscle from her standing spot. She heard the whip being cracked and yet she didn’t wince.
“I hear offerings!” His smile didn’t reflect the building excitement he felt inside his guts, finally he would get rid of these nuisances, especially the former commander.
Three people raised their hand along with the offerings, once and twice they had been increasing the amount of gold in order to take part of the biding, it was a ruthless war between the bidders.
“5000 golden coins and I’ll take the three of them” the other two bidders couldn’t stand a chance against such good offer, they had to back down if they still wanted to keep their pride intact
“Sold to the gorgeous brunette. You won’t regret your purchase. I’ll get them delivered to your household” the man gave a small, pitiful courtesy.
Once again they were tied down by chain and ropes, shackles on both wrists and ankles. The blonde sighed at her destiny, once again putting what little faith she had in her body, back in the hands of her Gods. She had to trust her gut and only her gut if she wanted to survive one more day.
“Hey Champ, that woman didn’t seem so bad uh?” A bronzed skin Gladiator nudged her on the side earning a small grunt from her part. The other soldier of their group kept silent, a small scar adorned his throat, it seemed he didn’t want or couldn’t express his opinion, either way, she didn’t t care. Every new “master” only wanted either to breed them or making their money worth with some gore and glory.
She rested against a wooden pole, the sweat on her forehead a signal of the unmerciful midday sun
“That’s why you are here isn’t it?. Legatus?.” a voice came from her side, circling the new acquired goods. It was their brand new Mistress.
“Charged with treason by my own Tribuni. Some say it was a woman, others say that I finally lost it. Too much blood, too many deaths” she shrugged away her question, not wanting to come clean with such preposterous and probably treacherous woman. The only courtesy she deserved was the one of a slave to their master.
