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 Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 5:59 pm
 3 stories of House , Kitchen , 2 bathrooms , 5 rooms , One library , One living room , One Gun Room , One Secret room , Garage , Work out room , Repair Room , Etc.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:11 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell... Aingel eyed the guard across from him in the truck with curiosity. He could be wrong, but the guy seemed....afraid. Of what, Aingel had no idea. It couldn't be him, since the slave dealer had disabled his combat protocols, leaving Aingel virtually unable to pull anything dangerous over him. Aingel then noticed that as they got closer to the mansion that was to be his home, the guard got more and more nervous. Was he afraid of the mansion, or its owner? Well, that probably didn't mean good news for Aingel. Finally when the truck pulled up to the gate, the guard grabbed Aingel, bound his hands and feet, tied a gag into his mouth, and threw him out of the van onto the sidewalk. He then extracted a bullhorn, pointed it at the mansion, and yelled into it. "Your package is here, ma'am! Your payment has already been added to our account, and he's all set to go! Thank you for your purchase!" And with that, the truck burned out ant took off, leaving Aingel unable to move or speak, on the sidewalk, utterly confused and having no idea what just happenned. "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:36 pm
 Serina yawned laying slumped on the couch in the middle of the living room . Hearing the bullhorn she snickered . ''You guys scared to come inside still?'' Serina then got up and strolled to the front door opening it and seeing the truck run away seeing a figure laying on the ground she wrapped her robe around herself and slipped on her slippers . It was morning and Serina hated it . She looked up and sneered at the sunny and cheery atmosphere stepping out onto the lawn to the sidewalk where she stared down at the young man . She arched and eyebrow and almost burst out laughing . ''You better be able to get up . Or I'll just leave you in the blistering sun . How about that? '' Serina croutched to the ground clutching her morning paper in her hand and watched his movements not bothering to help .
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:45 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel heard someone speak, and looked up to see a woman staring down at him. Indignant, he blushed and attempted to get up, but only got as far as onto his knees when bindings on his legs prevented him from going any further. He looked at the woman with a mixture indginance, frustration, and helplessness. "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:59 pm
Serina groaned . ''Fine I'll unbind you . But if you ask me you looked pretty helpless even without those little rusted chains on you '' With that a deep red tail slithered out within under Serina's robe swishing back and fourth gracefully as it gleamed in the morning sun before in sliced quickly like a snakes bite through his wrist chains then went behind him and cut off the ankle chains as well . Seeing the mouth gag around his mouth Serina pushed it down with her index finger onto his neck and smirked. ''Now get up . ''. Serina stood up herself and walked back to the house her tail signaling for him to follow or get locked out of the house
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:09 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel scrambled to his feet, eyeing the woman warily, but he followed. A demon! I was designed to hunt demons, not serve them.....what in the world have I gotten myself into..... Aingel cursed himself for the upteenth time. The only reason he was in this predicament in the first place was because he got drunk one night and let slip at a local bar about his secret, his control phrase. How was he supposed to know that the bartender was in cahoots with slave dealers, who just happened to be on the lookout for "exotic specimens?" And how was he also supposed to know that the phone call he received about a promising new contract was just a ruse for the dealers to knock him out and bag him for the shops? Now here he was, not fighting a demon, but the property of one. He looked at the demoness resentfully again. Well, before she wants to consider me property, she'll have to break me, and it's gonna take a lot more than a fancy tail trick to break me... Aingel's thoughts seemed strong, but he just couldn't shake the feeling of hopelessness, as if he knew for a fact that it was inevitable that he would break... "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:20 pm
Serina walked back into the house slipping off her robe and slippers and set them on the floor walking off barefoot in her normal attire . She didn't care to change to sleep clothes or something and just stayed in the same clothes she wore at night . She walked off to the kitchen not even noticing that she had left the door wide open and anyone could just walk in . Serina laughed at the thought . Anyone armed coming into her house was notified as a threat and immediately exterminated by herself . She rustled through the fridge in search of something to easy to eat and just settled for nothing as she sighed and stalked off back to the couch where she happily plopped back down and stared at the ceiling
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:24 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel looked at the demoness, then at the door. Is this lady for real? He shyly spoke up for the first time, his voice carrying a slight Irish accent. "Er, Y-you do realize that I can just go right out the door, aye? It's wide open." "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:37 pm
Serina didn't even move . ''Do you really think you could escape my clutches? '' She sat up and glared at him . ''The world is pretty tough out there you know . You wouldn't survive . '' She layed back down and turned her head away from him . ''Oh and from the way you act I can tell you pretty obedient . Plus your owned . You don't even own your body or soul no more . I do . '' Serina snickered . ''So if you gladly would go ahead stroll on out . But I'll tackle you to the ground and pin your arms and legs to the floor by the time you step one foot out of my house . '' Serina's demonic tail swished happily satisfied on what she said .
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:50 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel raised his chin a little, as if challenging the demoness, although his eyes seemed to still retain a bit of hesitance. "I wouldn't survive out there? You must have not read my file very well, demon. I was going along quite well until those bloody slave dealers duped me into their clutches. Had they not disabled my combat protocols, I would challenge you to a fistfight right here.... " Upon being reminded of his helplessness, Aingel's bravado faded. He blushed slightly and looked away. "Whatever, I may as well stick around to see how you're going to try and break me. In fact, I bet you my soul back that you'll give up before I do. I'm a soldier. I've been trained to hold my ground. The question is, can you?" "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:02 pm
Serina loved how he was trying to make himself look tough . She slid off the couch and stood up placing her hands on her hips . ''Your file looked boring . I set it on fire when I saw the first page . It would of been fun though if those protocols weren't disabled . I might have an actual challenge . But I do accept the one you are offering now . '' Serina licked her lips with a menacing grin on her face . ''Challenge accepted little soldier . But you better watch out . Don't have you back turned to me I suggest . Or even sleep . Or you might just wake up with me on top and you on the bottom like the little obedient submissive slave you look to be . I'll break you . I'll make you fall to your pretty little knees over and over when you next meet my eye . ''Her eyes showed a mix color of red and pink but the Red almost dark and mischievious as the pink was light and playful . ''Just tell me when our little fiasco starts then I'll get right to it . '' Serina twirled a piece of hair in between her fingers . ''Yea you've worked with you little combat or fights or whatever . But you have never worked with a female that can set you in your place . ''
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:11 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel almost retracted his bet, but then he realized something. He had nothing to lose. Hell, his comrades at base probably thought that he was dead. Right now, they would be having a toast in Aingel's honor, probably have a short memorial service, then they'd divide up his personal effects and be done with it, which was the way it always was. If he won this wager, he'd get his soul back, and he'd start his military career over. If not.....well, as much as Aingel hated to admit it, there WERE worse things than being a slave to a beautiful demoness. He nodded slightly, and tapped the watch on his wrist, a wry grin on his face. "Well, demon, what better time than now?" "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:22 pm
''Well first off let's get our grounds straight . My name's Serina . Past Mobster's Daughter . Blah blah . Whatever . Do you at least know your name? I doubt you know your past '' Serina arched her eyebrow . ''And also before we start I'll just have to show you around our battlefield . But I'm not going to show you the backways . Let's just say we are playing on my Homefield . So I already have a lot more advantages than you do . But I promise that after all the introduction stuff We will get down and dirty '' Serina grinned as she yawned lazily then adjusted her pants and somewhat of a shirt waiting for a response .
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:33 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel cocked his eyebrow. Being a normally shy and meek person at heart, Aingel found it absolutely necessary to develop a sense of bravado, especially in times like this, where his being as a person depended on it. "Well, in that case, I'll tell you my name.. It's Aingel, spelled A-I-N-G-E-L. You'll have to remember it, for when you're writing my release papers. And I'll give you credit. Your house isn't half bad, way better than the crowded barracks I'm used to. I'm sure I'll get the hang of it fairly quickly. So, are we gonna start this show, or just stand here staring at each other?" "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:46 pm
''Fine then your mistake . Next thing you know I'll be popping out from everywhere . This house is fairly old with creaks and cracks going through everywhere . You won't know if it's me or the house . But fine . And those release papers won't be handy . I'll just illegally set you free in the back of the woods so slave traders won't just snatch you back up . Or if you get me in a bad mood . I'll just return you and let you rot in your cage and won't be my problem anymore '' she lightly teased him with a snicker . ''And what's so bad about being here . Hey I'm fun . When I want to . It's just the daytime . I hate when the sun is up '' she hissed with annoyance . ''My personality isn't so diverse . '' It was about two p.m. by now and when night struck Serina would be ready to launch her series of attacks . ''Oh and I just don't play around either . I'll get straight to the point . But I have to admit I'll enjoy teasing you for these days we share . I won't let you out of my sight for a second . We could just stare at each other for now . I just love picturing things .''
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