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 Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 2:22 pm
Vanity walked throught the doors and let out a small, "Eep!" As she saw that the place was just as grand as the rest of the house, why wouldn't it be? Vanity decided now was as good of a time as ever to start actually walking into the room and not delay her grumbling stomach any longer. She walked on as the fabric of her dress swished between her small calfs making her let out a giggle from the tickle, He probably thinks i'm crazy now. She thought as Vanity set the plates down and preceeded to take her her seat when her dress once again tickled her leg, she let out a full on laugh, Sorry." She said as she giggled slightly.
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 3:12 pm
More footsteps. That meant another Master was coming down the hall in search of possible slaves. By the rhythm of the footsteps and the length of their stride, she summerized that this was a rather pompous male. But, no. Now that she listened more carefully, she realized that this was not the walk of the practiced, arrogant men that came here. He sounded as though he were trying to hard. He did not flow. Not perfectly. Not by her ears. It made her wonder.
Fayte was awoken from her daze when the footsteps ceased by her cell, to tease her, no doubt. This thought alone kept her from being at all suprised when asked about the ribbon wrapped over her eyes. She turned her head to face him, remaining quiet for the moment as she silently studied him. Finally, with her face set in stone to appear emotionless, she spoke in soft tones. "I don't know, really. I suppose my captors thought it amusing to cover my useless eyes?" She sounded rather polite for someone who was responding to a supposed rich snob. With a small smile, she turned to face the blank wall once again, assuming he would simply leave like all the rest before him.
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 9:51 pm
Sythe raised an eyebrow at her actions. "Um.. okay." I'll refrain from reading your mind. Sythe thought to himself as he sat down. "Do you have any formalities you would like to say before we start?" Sythe asked, looking to Vanity. Sythe knew that certain religions and faiths had different rituals before starting to eat, and he wondered if Vanity even practiced religion. Of course, I could probe her mind, but it's too invasive of one's privacy.
Lein stood there a moment, admiring her comment. "To put it bluntly... your blind." Lein said, as he adjusted his top hat. "Seems I didn't even need to cosplay a rich snob." He muttered under his breath. After he had re-adjusted his hat to his liking, he looked at the slave inside the cage. "Give me your name." he said, his voice slightly forceful, yet sounding amused. It was quite interesting to watch people reactions to what other people say. Surely this neko/woman would reply in a polite but blunt manner, seeing as she did wear a white ribbon. It seems as thought reading that little snippet about the ribbons paid off here. I know that she is a sensible creature, and won't snap at every little thing I do or say. Lein thought.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 2:39 pm
Oh yeah, he thinks i'm crazy, well i must be since i know he reads minds and yet i am still thinking to myself. Oh well i trust him
"Um...no not really. I don't like to be so religious, it's demeaning to say the least." And with that said Vanity went back to brushing on her dress to make sure it stayed put and stared back up at Sythe, "Well, do you require to have any type of formalities before eating?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 2:49 pm
Doran was walking back to his room quietly, tired from walking about the huge place, when he heard Gunther's sobs. The fox rose a brow and wondered what on earth had made that man cry. Too curious to leave this alone, Doran would walk over to the door and open it. If it was lock, he'd pick said lock. "'Bout time you got off your high horse. What the hell is wrong with you?" He said cooly, glaring at the other. He didn't want to forgive this man, just the way he acted irritated him, but Doran knew he had to put up with this until he felt comfortable enough to leave.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 2:58 pm
Sythe shook his head. "Not at all, let's start. Itadikamasu." Sythe said, as he started to eat. Good, it's the perfect temperature for eating, and it seems as though everything blended together as it should. "Hmm. I must say, this is my best attempt at making curry so far." Sythe said, smiling slightly to Vanity. I just hope she enjoys it. Sythe thought, mentally shrugging. If she doesn't I'll just make something else for her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 3:10 pm
"Well...i'm glad i get to be one to share your best attempt." Vanity said with a mocking smile as she spooned some of the flavorful rice into her mouth, "It's good." She said quitely as her thoughts seem to betray her smile and comment, Tastes just like father's, hehe what irony.
"Well, i must say thank you...for taking me out of that place. It was getting quite morbid after awhile." She said as she chuckled at her comment for she knew it took alot to get her to be so depressed. Inside though she never wanted to go back to that place.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 3:14 pm
"It was not a problem." Sythe said, eating some more of the curry. Silently the pepper floated over to him, and he grabbed it out of the air, putting some on his curry. "Pepper?" he said, offering the pepper shaker to Vanity.
~*OOC*~
Ack, writer's block. >.< Ill be back, dinnertime.
~*OOC*~
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 3:28 pm
"No thank you. Spices i can take, but pepper no." She said as she continued to almost midlessly spoon food into her mouth. "So what do you to have such luxeries as to reserect a house? Must be quite something from the way you described how bad it was bebefore you renevated it."
{OOC!}
Tis' okay i also have writers block...a really big one!
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 3:47 pm
"Well, to start it off from the starting, I used to be a slave." Sythe said, puasing. "My master let me free, and signed over quite a large sum of money to me, which I invested half into a bank, and used the other half to play the stock market. Apparently I'm quite good with stocks." Sythe said. "That's how I cam about resurrecting this old house." Sythe ended, as he ate some more curry. I wonder how she'll react to me being a slave at one point.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 4:39 pm
"Oh, okay. Well that's interesting, your master must have been quite kind to do that." Vanity said as she put down her spoon having realized she finished, Well, that was odd. Was i eating the whole time? hahaha Must have been too caught up in the moment. So he was a slave? I find that unbelieveable, he's such a gentleman.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 5:36 pm
Fayte darkened a fraction when he spoke of her blindness so nonchalantly, but it was hardly noticable in the present light. Her head tilted to face him once again, now frowning slightly. "Yes, I am blind." She really didn't mean to sound rude. She simply wanted to enunciate the word she hated so much, so maybe he would get the hint not to talk about it the way he had again. "My name is Fayte Sumner." She paused a moment as she placed her hands neatly in her lap. "May I ask why you sound so amused?" She asked in polite tones, her right ear twitching in mild irritation. She was not trying to be entertaining, so why was he reacting in a way that said he found her amusing. It annoyed her a little.
(( Sorry for the short post. ))
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 10:23 pm
Lein smiled. "Well, since you asked already, I'll tell you. Firstly, I am amused at myself, for dressing up and acting like a pompous snob... The sort of type I see coming into this place. Secondly, I am amused at your personality. It is quite.... refreshing.. in a sense." Lein said, as he removed the top hat and the coat, his kitsune ears and tail now shown.
"Now I must apologize for being so rude and impudent. It is very unlike my character." Lein's tail twitched slightly, a random act. "Hey! You want to leave this place?" Lein said, his tone of voice now completly changed from a moment before. It now sounded alot more relaxed, and was more casual and uplifting. "If you do, my place ain't far from here, and I've got a carriage waiting outside for us... Well, not particularly us, me and whomever I chose to come back with me." Lein added, as he smirked slightly to himself. Why did he come in a carriage again? Who knows; probably because he was trying to be that rich snob he was trying so hard to impersonate just moments before.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 4:53 am
Deoradhan Doran was walking back to his room quietly, tired from walking about the huge place, when he heard Gunther's sobs. The fox rose a brow and wondered what on earth had made that man cry. Too curious to leave this alone, Doran would walk over to the door and open it. If it was lock, he'd pick said lock. "'Bout time you got off your high horse. What the hell is wrong with you?" He said cooly, glaring at the other. He didn't want to forgive this man, just the way he acted irritated him, but Doran knew he had to put up with this until he felt comfortable enough to leave. Gunther snapped his head up to see Doran standing there. With tears streaming down his face, he began to speak. "Doran... if you want to go... just go. Take whatever you need from my house and go." He clung to the bedpost to remain stable, since his bodily strength had completely drained from his body in his grief. "I just don't want another person's blood on my hands - Tii'gra haunts me enough as it is." He paused, trying to hold back any more tears from falling. "... and as for what the hell's wrong with me... even I don't know. But I do know that I'm going to remain friendless and unloved for the rest of my life."
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 8:15 am
Doran's ears perked up as he raised a brow. He was curious what this man was talking about and that was the only reason he still stood there. Or so he thought. Gunther's words stirred some deep, long forgotten memory in Doran. The boy shook his head and walked over to Gunther, crossing his arms over his chest. "You've told me a million times. I'll go when I feel like it. And what do you mean 'another person's blood,' huh? Who's Tii'gra?" asked Doran, his voice firm and demanding answers, seeing that Gunther seemed to have his defenses down at the moment.
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