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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 1:01 pm
This manor is a few miles away from London. The manor is made of white stones.
The gardens are expansive and well-tended.
Flowers of all sorts are lined up, although white lilies seem to dominate the garden.
The front door are made out of Mahogany wood, and the handle are gilt with gold.
Inside, the furnishing are made out of Mahogany wood, too. Most of the furnishing are refreshing sky blue, warm rose or the color of green tea.
Oil paintings is hanging on the sky blue walls, as well as a full portrait of the current generation of the family.
The foyer are vast with white marbles as its floor and blue walls.
Opening another set of doors, a room with cozy sofas to receive guests are seen. This is the main room.
Going up on to the second floor, there are the bedroom of the current head of the family, and his mother's.
A few unused room are there, in the East wing. The Earl's office is also here in East wing.
The West wing houses guest bedrooms, all clean and unused.
The main part of the second floor is akin to a ballroom, with a grand Pianoforte on the corner, and lines of violin, cello, and many other instruments in their stands.
A little bit to the East there is a big room special made for fencing. Swords lines up on the wall, some for use and others for decoration and collection.
Going back downstairs, a kitchen is on the East of the main room, while the west is the Servants' quarters. In the kitchen, a door leads to the cellar.
And this is the general layout of the Manor.
{{Sorry if that's long o__o;}}
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 7:58 am
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| Luther sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
The source of his annoyance seemed to come from the paper he had been reading.
He folded the paper, laid it on his bed carelessly and grabbed his cane.
The Earl left his bedroom, strode quickly to his office, his cane making small clicking sound as it comes to contact with the floor.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:51 am
Ƞ ε ʆ ʆ ɤ l δ σ ʂ ε ȶ ȶ You give me that hummingbird heartbeat.
Spread my wings and make me fly. A soft knock came on Luther's office door before a blonde head poked in, a pair of great big brown eyes blinking sweetly at the Earl. "Sir Luther, I brought you breakfast. May I enter?" the young maiden piped softly, her blonde bangs falling over her eyes. Her lips were red as strawberries and, as usual, she smelled like the passion red fruit also. Luther seems upset... Should I offer him something else? Like a strawberry? Her inner concious giggled at the very thought of her master eating a strawberry. It sort of seemed like one of those oximorons. The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:17 am
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| Luther looked up from his works, nodding as he said, "Come in."
He checked the papers again, making sure that he had got them in the right piles and set them aside.
"Can you please set them here? Something urgent came up and I certainly am not going to wait for it to get worse."
The Earl gave the maid a small apologetic smile, gesturing to the space on the right side of the desk.
As important work is, he thought, not eating breakfast is not healthy. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, after all.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 10:28 am
Ƞ ε ʆ ʆ ɤ l δ σ ʂ ε ȶ ȶ You give me that hummingbird heartbeat.
Spread my wings and make me fly. The young beauty stepped in, a silver tray held in her small, gloved hands. She clicked to his desk and set the tray down, taking off the cover. "For breakfast, I have made a simple meal consisting of fresh sausages, boiled eggs, a cold ham, porridge with fresh cream and butter, fresh curds and whey, corn muffins, fresh bread, a side of marmalade and honey and your choice of tea or coffee," the young maid informed him, her normal happy smile plastered on her lips. She brushed a lock of golden hair from her face, blushing ever so softly, and did a little curtsie. "I'll leave you to your work, master. If you will, please, ring for me when you finish." With that, she left to her other duties. The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 10:45 am
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| The stoic Earl nodded in approval at the simple meal. He reached for a cup of tea without a thought, eyes back on the paper.
Sipping on the hot beverage, he relaxed slightly, and put the paper back in its place and proceeded to eat his breakfast.
He hummed appreciatively at the taste of bitter tea and savoury food.
'Highlights of my day. Teas,' he thought, as he cut off one of the sausages. 'Sometime I had to wonder why I love the drink so much.'
Luther finished his meal about 20 minutes later, ringing the bell on the desk as he put the plates aside to make room for his papers.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 10:51 am
Ƞ ε ʆ ʆ ɤ l δ σ ʂ ε ȶ ȶ You give me that hummingbird heartbeat.
Spread my wings and make me fly. Natalie returned not long later, a smudge of flour on her cheek. Her face was a soft color of red, along with her hands. She'd been outside doing something- then in the kitchen... cooking something. She murmured a soft 'You're welcome', though she didn't expect a 'Thank you', as she picked up the plate, set it on a tray and turned. The young blonde clipped out, her dress swaying along with her golden locks. She had food to prepare for lunch and then dinner- she was cooking a special surprise for her master. A special sweet particulary for his dessert. The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 11:03 am
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| Luther frowned for the seemingly hundreds of time, his mind working endlessly, wondering how the managers can make this sort of mistakes.
"This is ridiculous," he unconsciously said out-loud.
Every other parts of the factory had went along smoothly after he took charge in place of his late father's, other than this one.
Dipping the tip of the quill in the bottle of ink, he began to write a letter to be sent to the manager.
He just hope it would solve the problem and lessen the amount of paperwork he have to take care of.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 11:07 am
 ■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella knew that the master's breakfast was already served to him so that was one chore of her list. The less work she had to do the better. She wandered around the manor with a duster in hand. She knew how to make herself look busy until she was needed though there was never really much for her to do. She knew Nelly took care of things so Ella just stood out of her way and helped whenever she could. The brunette kept her eyes to the floor watching her steps as she headed to the kitchen. She hadn't had her breakfast yet and now would probably be a good time to grab something quick. As she entered the kitchen, she noticed Nelly there and she plastered a smile on her face. "Morning miss Nelly." she said with a soft giggle as she looked around and picked up an apple. Her hair fell in her face and she put it up into a ponytail. She then took a bite of the apple and chewed it quietly. She couldn't help but feel horrible that she was in this wonderful manor able to eat whatever she could find while there were poor people out on the streets with barely enough food to get by. One of those people being her own father, if he was still alive. She tried to shake off those thoughts and took another bite of the apple before soon leaving the room.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 11:14 am
Ƞ ε ʆ ʆ ɤ l δ σ ʂ ε ȶ ȶ You give me that hummingbird heartbeat.
Spread my wings and make me fly. Nelly jumped when she heard the soft pipe of her best friend- Ella! She turned to the young woman with a smile. "Ella, dear! Would you mind helping me? I'm planning a large feast for our master this evening and I do not believe I am able to do it alone," she said with a smile, picking up a sausage and biting it. She chewed thoughtfully, thinking about what to serve... It would have to be special, that was for sure. A big feast with lots of desserts! She began doing the dishes, humming softly as she worked. Ella was a great help around the kitchen- but she was even better when it came to cleaning. Sometimes Nelly felt bad- she never let Ella help with anything... Why is that? Am I trying to impress our master? Oh! No! No, no, no! That would be downright silly, trying to impress him... But why is that silly? Her thoughts rambled on and on as she washed off the plates and tray. The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 11:25 am
■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella stood by the door and looked back at Nelly with a soft smile. "Of course I'll help Nelly! Though I never thought you'd ever need help from little ole' me." she said with a giggle as she turned and headed back. She finished her apple before tossing it in the trash and looking at Nelly. "Is there anything specific you'd like me to do. It doesn't matter to me. Anything would be fine actually." she said with a soft giggle, her french accent still strong. Her green eyes were trying hard not to let her true sorrow show. Ella was always good at masking her sadness and pain. Sure she was living a perfectly normal life and with everything she had now, it was enough to make her happy. But the fact that there were so many less fortunate and her father somewhere probably hurt or slowly reaching death, was always weighing on her mind. That's why she would always do so much to distract her thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 11:32 am
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| Luther went through the stack of letters laid on his desk, noticing a... very blue and lavender letter.
"Good Grief, as if I need more things in mind."
He rang the bell, before skimming through the contents of the letter, confirming his guesses.
Sighing, the Earl put the letter in a place away from others, before looking through the letters again to find business-related ones to take care of.
He raised an eyebrow when his eyes met a simple tan-colored letter, and a familiar looking handwriting.
'Lorraine? Well, it's nice to see her again. Even with the engagement, we're starting to drift apart with her sick father and all...'
"We're having more visitors than I thought," he said, annoyance tinting his voice as he noticed yet another personal letter.
This is going to be a long day.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 12:11 pm
Ƞ ε ʆ ʆ ɤ l δ σ ʂ ε ȶ ȶ You give me that hummingbird heartbeat.
Spread my wings and make me fly. Nelly glanced over her shoulder at Ella and smiled brightly. "Great! Um, would you begin by... Oh! Would you prepare the rolls? Or perhaps the pork and chicke... or maybe some soup... Oh! What about fricassee with a rice side dish? Maybe even some of the sweets- like james, jellies, sweet pickles, cakes..." Her voice trailed off and she gave Ella an apologetic smile. "I apologize. I'm just so excited! I mean, with a big feast comes special guests and our master's happiness, you know!" The young blonde seemed brighter than ever- but her smile was wished away when she heard the bell ringing. She pulled her skirts up a bit and shuffled out of the kitchen. "Just start on whatever you'd like, Ella dear!" Nelly called as she left down to her master's office. She stopped at his door and knocked softly before stepping in. "Master?" The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 12:23 pm
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| Luther looked up from his reading. "Ah, yes. Well, I just called to inform you that my cousin, along with her mother, and my fiancée is coming over. And also, my friend Rufina is coming over unexpectedly, as always. Sorry to bother you, but can you notify the chef that they're coming over at Lunch?"
He honestly feel bad for them, having to cook so much in such a short notice.
Not to mention that his aunt is such a stern woman that the more experienced servants would panic.
"Oh, and before hand, please do inform my mother first. She'll be glad of... people to talk with," he said the last part quietly, feeling rather bad for not being able to be his own mother's company.
He went back to his job, and said, "And that would be all, I suppose. It would be nice for others if you get the news quickly, or they'll panic. Trust me, that happened once," He frowned, "and it was not pretty."
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 12:30 pm
■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella nodded and gave a soft smile in return to her apology. "It's not a problem Nelly." she said before she watched her leave. She sighed and let her frown return. It took a lot out of her to always fake the smiles and laughs. So it was always good to be alone every once in a while. She began to look through a recipe book. There had to be something in here she could make without causing a chaotic mishap. She found the perfect chicken recipe and she began to move around the kitchen, grabbing all the things she needed. She had a steady hand and her mother taught her everything she knew about cooking. She was a decent chef, but wasn't the greatest. She hummed a french tune as she worked on the dish and let her mind wander. "If only you could see this kitchen mother. It'd be your dream come true." she said to herself with a quiet chuckle.
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