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 Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 10:03 pm
((He's 15))
~He watched as her face became overwhelmed with confusion. He thinks she may have forgotten him, it has been 6 years after all, for him anyways. His tail flicked slightly behind him as he was 100% Sure this was Sowelu. He gave a slight bow, his arm placed under his chest.~ Hello Mistress Sowelu. ~He glanced up as he bowed, His eyes showed that he was no longer the cowling he used to be, he was much different. he stood up to stand his new height of 5"0', he also had wonderful posture now.~
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 10:09 pm
Sowelu's eyes widen in joy as the revelation that he is in fact Slyth enters her mind, forcing her arms to shoot like arrows toward him - only to wrap thankfully around his neck. But they are quickly removed as she regains her composure and the confusion slips into her mind once more; what the hell happened to him?!
Her arms drop to her sides and she covers her discomfort with a disciplinary attitude. "Don't you EVER disappear for three days EVER again! You are to report to this room at the conclusion of every night, do you understand?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 10:15 pm
~He stumbled back a bit as her arms wrapped around him, he felt a bit uncomfortable when she did that. After she let go he regained his footing and looked blankly at her as she said it was only three days. Six years has passed for him afterall and hearing that she thought of it as only 3 days confused him a bit.~ 3 days Mistress? ~his voice sounded very confused.~ It has been 6 years... And I must report that I was kidnapped, you cannot blame me for the failure to appear.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 12:01 am
Alys nodded slowly and stepped ahead of her mistress. "Soon you will know the grounds as I do. It took me some time, mistress, but I am sure you will learn them faster than I had." She started down the hallway, making sure that her mistress was following her. As she did her hands started to feel numb as nervousness hit her. What if she came to the Lord and he told her to leave? She was afraid that he only treated her nice in her cage because she wa sick. She was frightened now that her master did not love her. That he never loved her. She faltered slightly in her steps as that fear flooded through her body but she recovered quickly enough. No. He loved her still. He had too. But that thought of 'what if' lingered in hermind.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 12:29 am
Kirstin could smell a change in the woman's blood again, and stepped up a bit closer to her, walking almost beside her now, rather than behind her. "If I may, why is he no longer your master?" she asked, hoping the question would not upset Alys. She found it odd that someone would give up a pregnant slave. Most people who owned slaves would see it as a two-in-one deal, though Kirstin found the idea of enslaving a newborn child to be more than a little disturbing, even for her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 12:39 am
Alys looked to her mistress as she spoke, a bit surprised at hearing somone elses voice. "He... he had died. Just a week or two before I found out I was pregnant with his child hejust gave up on life and died. At that moment Darren and I were free people, free to do as we pleased I suppose. It was all good when we were able to do what we wanted and such, but when Mistress Wynter came, she enslaved Darren and I again and soon she brought a necromancer in to ressurect our master. She took him as her slave. I truly wish to know why but I am not sure I want to know..... I am not sure about alot of things that involve the lord....." She frowned. She wasn't even sure he loved her. Or if he cared that she was pregnant with his child.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 12:45 am
"Perhaps you can clear up some of that confusion when we see him," said Kirstin, nodding a little. She continued to follow Alys, walking beside the woman as they made their way out of the room halls, heading for the ballroom.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 12:57 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 8:35 am
Sowelu was taken aback at his proclimation of 6 years, no wonder he looked so different. He was only three inches shorter than her now, and she felt she needed to get to know him all over again.. after all, a lot can happen to someone to alter their personality in six years.
She lingers there for a moment or two before taking a hand to the door of her room and opening it with a turn of her wrist. "Shall we go inside?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 2:06 pm
Yes Mistress. ~He walked past her slowly with his head tilted slightly towards the floor. He watched her as he walked by out of the corner of his eyes, he was almost positive she wouldn't really like the new him, but continued into the room after looking ahead of him.~
((Your room lol))
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 8:59 am
Kirstin stepped out into the hall, yawning a little as she pushed her hair away from her shoulders. It had gotten longer since moving in here, and she'd dyed the tips a sort of strawberry red. She looked around the hall, taking note of anyone she saw, and then started down the way towards the mainroom, her tennishoes almost silent as she walked.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 2:23 pm
Risika walks back, a few packages within her arms. In silence she goes infront of Kage's door and stands there for a bit, starring at the closed wood with the symbols carved into the woodwork. Quietly she sets down four bags and ontop of one of them there is a small box. Each bag is different, a name plainly written on the sides. Yuki, Male-Slave, Ryu, Kage. It's ontop of Kage's bag that there's a small box with a little card on the top of the velvet box with a bow that says "To My Baby". She wants to sit there and wait for them to open the door, to barge in and steal her child away, but she only lifts her hand up and knocks on the door firmly. Then, she turns and walks away down the hall towards the garden again.
In the small box labeled To My Baby there is a necklace. This necklace is an emerald, green like Risika's eyes, trapped and hung on a golden thread like the eyes of Kage. It is to match their baby's eyes just as she remembers them. On the back of the pendant there are words carved into the gold, solid back.
To Desdesmona Angela Baker,
I love you more than anything in this world. May you grow up and prosper well.
From,
Your Loving Mother,
Risika Tourqouise
In the bags there are receits to everything so that they can be taken back to the store and able to be gotten money back for. However, there is no receit for the necklace which she really, desperately wants the baby to have. It had cost her over a thousand dollars just for that necklace.
((RISIKA TO THE GARDEN)) Yuki Yuki YukiFang FangRyu Ryu RyuKage Kage Kage Kage Kage
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 10:29 pm
The little beast was still attached to her arm, suckling like a hungered leech. When she stands before the door of Alys's Mistress, she merely waits until the fangs weaken upon her skin. They detach with a yawn and a gurgle of blood in the child's throat. She swallows the remainder down and rests her cheek upon the breast of the immortal which holds her. Quietly the woman sets the child down before the door and takes the leash which had been so crudely put upon her neck, and attaches this to the door handle. Being all metal and the child still under developed, all she would be able to accomplish is denting it. For now she is too weak to do much more. Thus, the Lady of the Mansion leaves the child in this way, turning to walk over to Myth's door only to find that she had just missed him. It is no matter, she takes a seat before the door and calmly awaits his arrival. There is much for him to do and she has naught to do for now.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:26 pm
still leaving a little bit of a sandy trail from his footprints, and sand filtering from his tail, myth came to the door of his room, only to see the mistess of the mansion sitting at his door. "good evening, m'lady. how may i assist you?" he asked her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:29 pm
Slowly the elegant woman arises from the place where she has idlyed. There is no emotion upon her face nor is there any sign or hint of what she might desire of him. For a moment she glances upon his slave. The scent of blood attracted her like a hungry vampire, having not had blood in many years now. Turning from him slightly, she glances at the doorknob. One mental string darts and turns it, allowing it to open. She then proceeds to take a step, her eyes returning to Miyu and waiting for the neko to step into the room before she will speak to Myth.
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