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 Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 10:44 pm
Teru smiled, walking into the study and finding Kamijo and yet another stranger. Oh. Well, at least this one wasn't as...boisterous as Jasmine Yuu. Smiling politely, he kissed the hand wrapped around his own, glancing over at the visitor. "Good evening, sir..." He trailed off, waiting for the man to fill in his sentence. Who was he? He definitely didn't look that familiar. And...why was he here? Stepping closer to Kamijo, he bowed to the man out of a sheer attempt to be polite.
|| Haha. Now that I think about it... O: Meh too. *coughcough* ||
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 10:57 pm
Kamijo turned to Yuki who seemed to be staring at Teru. He couldn't tell if it was lust or hate or just a blank stare. Clearing his throat, he caught the other's attention. "You were saying, Lord Yuki?" He asked.
Yuki sighed, folding his hands behind his back. "I would prefer to speak alone." He said, looking to the vampire sternly. Kamijo took no liking to the thought.
"Say what you wish. No secrets are kept between Venice and Versailles." He said, raisingan eyebrow. Yuki, holding in some sort of glare, cross his arms. "Perhaps if we could just-"
Jasmine had burst through, keeping a stern and annoyed look on his face. His puffed shoulders swayed with his hips as he stepped in. "Forgive me," he started; Kamijo almost laughed out loud. "N0o one has shown me my own room!" He complained, placing his hands on his slender hips. Yuki smirked, gently waving a hand to teru. "Perhaps Lord Teru may show you-?"
Kamijo interrupted. "He doesn't know. I hadn't shown him." He said. Yuki gave the faintest glare to the French prince. "Then, a servant? And perhaps have them show Teru as well-"
Kamijo raised his hand as an order for Yuki to stop. Yuki almost growled but kept silent. Kamijo motioned for a servant to take Jasmine away.
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 11:34 pm
Ah. So Yuki was his name? Well, this Yuki person either didn't like Teru, or Teru mightve just needed a bath. Either way, call him crazy, it didn't seem like Yuki wanted the Italian around. Turning when he heard none other than Jasmine burst in, he pursed his lips to repress a giggle. And again, with the wanting Teru gone from Lord Yuki. 'Christ. What did I do to him?' He wondered, almost aloud, as he smiled as Jasmine was taken to his room.
Turning back to the remainder of people, Teru put his hands behind his back, smiling innocently. "So, Lord Kamijo. What were you speaking to Lord Yuki about before I interrupted?" He asked curiously, stepping towards them, his smile turning slightly plastic towards Yuki.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 7:41 am
Kamijo smiled, snaking a hand gently around Teru's waist as he looked to him. "Just invading another country." He said casually. Looking to Yuki, he held that smirk in his eyes.
Yuki bit the inside of his cheek for a moment, to heep himself from either glaring or growling. So the French prince was either belovèd of the Italian.. Or he was just screwing with Yuki. Either way, the fact they seem so comfortable near eachother, Yuki didn't quite like. But perhaps, gaining the trust of one of them. Yes, He would definately try, since they should have their kingdoms just as comfortable with eachother.
"Now, again," Kamijo stated. "Perhaps if we could have wine over this?" He offered, stepping away from Teru to motion to the door. Yuki sighed and gave a small smile, even if he didn't want to. "Yes, that would lovely. Merci, Lord Kamijo."
Kamijo took a few steps ahead, looking back for a moment to smile at both Teru and Yuki.
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 9:39 pm
[ Victoryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy~ But short. o.o ]
Oh, my. Teru smiled up at Kamijo, resting his hand atop the other prince's. "Sounds lovely..." he said quietly, vaguely wondering who the two men were planning on invading. If he felt like it, maybe Teru would join in...if he was allowed, of course. Pouting slightly when Kamijo pulled away, he busied his hands by clasping them behind his back and smiling politely at Yuki. "Yes, that sounds nice, love..." Teru said cheerily, following like an obident little child after Kamijo.
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 11:51 pm
(yay~!!!)
Kamijo smiled as he led the way, Yuki behind him and Teru. His dark eyes bore into the Italian's head, glaring. Venice was his, not Versailles'. Kamijo approached their table where two bottle were already set out, as well as a few glasses. He pulled out Yuki's and Teru's chair before seating himself. He took the first bottle, filling Yuki's glass. Yuki thank him quietly, sitting down as he looked to Teru.
Kamijo opened the second bottle, filled with blood, but had been mixed slightly with some wine, pouring it into his own and Teru's glass.
He looked up at the sound of another language, but yelling. More like complaining. A maid was being chased by Jasmine You. Kamijo sighed as Jasmine stopped, his hands on his hips as he glared to the maid. She bowed, apologizing many times.
Jasmine looked up and smiled brightly, brushing past the maid as if she didn't exist. His heels clicked loudly as he greeted the three. "Hello again, Lord Kamijo. Lord Teru~" He purred, winking.
Yuki raised an eyebrow. So... Was the young Italian really in relations with the Frenchman...? Or this... Queen of Madrid? Wait... Was she a queen? She didn't look Hispanic, really, and not much of a female either... Feminine, yes, but Yuki had his doubts.
Jasmine spotted Yuki and smiled to him flirtatiously, walking around to take a seat beside him, very closely. "Why, hello. Prince of London, no? I am Jasmine You, Queen of Madrid." He said softly, holding out his hand delicately. He glanced to Kamijo and Teru for a moment, keeping that flirtatious smirk. Yuki took 'her' hand, kissing it gently. "Pleasure to be set before such a beautiful noble." He said. Jasmine blushed, crossing his legs. Kamijo gladly poured him a bit of normal wine, but not as much as the others. Not knowing his alcohol tolerance, a normal Jasmine was bad enough, but a drunk one? Kamijo thought it'd be best to keep him as sober as possible.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 12:06 am
Teru walked happily along, turning his head slightly when he felt someone watching the back of him. Oh...probably nothing. Taking the seat offered to him with a smile, he took his own glass and was about to take an experimental sip when a rather familiar voice caught his ears. Turning, he had to let a small grin play across his lips. "Evening, Lord Jasmine." He said quietly, turning back to his placesetting and setting his glass down. Waiting patiently for Jasmine and the...curious new arrival to get aquainted, Teru rested his pale cheek on his knuckles, glancing around at the...rather odd assortment of people at the table. "So, Lord Yuki, Lord Kamijo~ Please, tell me more about your invasion plans. I'm quite curious." Curiosity killed the cat, they said, but Teru couldn't help but be a tad bit curious.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 11:57 am
Teru nodded his head at the prince of Madrid, idly sipping at the 'wine' in his glass. As always, now, he kept his grip on the glass light and not crushing. He had to hold his smile and giggles back as he watched Jasmine and Yuki's rather blatant attempts to escape. The Italian was about to offer to trade seats, but the sight was too amusing to him. "Seem protected? Well, you could always try and convince this other country's Lord to break their ties. Or convince the one your after to ally with you." Teru offered innocently, oblivious to the slight feeling of deja vu he was threatening to get as he listened to the man.
He blinked his icy eyes when Yuki continued. Oh, dear. For some reason, odd scenarios popped up inside of his mind. One, some sort of strange forbidden lust-type thing, and the other a simple revenge-driven, how you say...hunger. Eh. "Oh, my. Did this prince wrong you somehow?" Teru asked, wondering if the reason he 'wanted' this prince was because of an age-old dispute over something silly. Or, maybe...no, no, that was stupid.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 2:47 pm
Kamijo leaned on his knuckle as he listened carefully.
Yuki sighed, pulling his arm away once gain to fold his hands together, only to have Jasmine's hand rest on top.
"No, he has not wronged me... Although.. If I am able to get this prince how i want him, then I will be able to have the one protecting him on his knees. If that happens, the third, mostly neutral, party will have to surrender." He explained. He looked up to Teru, his dark eyes meeting the ice coloured ones. Jasmine pursed his lips, trying to move closer to avert his attention from Teru to himself.
"So, there are actually three parties here you are dealing with?" Kamijo asked.
Yuki nodded, trying to lean away from the violet... queen. Trying not to seem rude while doing so.
"All this trouble... Just for the one prince...?" Kamijo asked, slightly amused by Yuki's plans. Kamijo knew exactly who it was by now, but whether something was done and revenge was plotted or lust, he was unsure. He hoped it was vengeance over lust.
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