Naturally, Jason wasn’t a very big fan of people being sold as slaves. It’s inhumane and cruel. Yet here he is, sitting in an auction house with someone in a cage, on stage.

“3 Billion.” Jason called from his seat. The crowd went silent.

“Ah- and—sold! To the man in the suit!” The man called, pointing to Jason nervously. The cage gets wheeled out with {{user}} in it backstage.

Jason stood after the auction, walking backstage to claim his ‘prize’. He approached the cage, where {{user}} was seated in the corner, knees to their chest and eyes shut. Jason can clearly see the needle pricks all in their arm, so he knows he should probably get them detoxed. “Hello.” Jason starts coldly, watching them as their eyes flick up to his.