Chevalier's: A Host Club [closed ]

What are you?

Man	20.7%	[ 6 ]
Woman	31.0%	[ 9 ]
Unicorn	48.3%	[ 14 ]
Total Votes:			[ 29 ]

[Aprelle]

The sharp tongue didn't really seem to phase Thae as he just raised a slightly offended brow and looked the other up and down once more in a different fashion. Guess he wasn't into guys. And if he was, THEN Thae might start taking a bit more offense. Outright rejection, ESPECIALLY when he was gracing the world with his bare torso, wasn't something he took kindly to. "Alright, Christ. So you don't want help and you don't want company." It was almost like dealing with a child, trying to figure out what they wanted when they refused to tell you.

The blond jutted his hip and bounced off the chair he'd been leaning on, purposely giving it a bit of a disruptive rumble as he moved around the other side of the chair with his arms crossed over his chest. "I think you're in the wrong place, Stranger." He muttered softly as he strutted about and only stopped when he was behind the punkish red head, knowing good and well what he was about to do when he reached down to dig his fingers into his shoulders to start a massage. "But while you're here, try to relax, heh? We won't bite. Unless you pay, of course..."

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Ivan Ivanovich

"Aut inveniam viam aut faciaml"

Well know didn't sound like a nice thing to do, but he couldn't judge. The Russian had his own problems when it came to interpersonal communication. "We can wait." He told her as he followed behind Victoria. The men in tow would admire what was there for their eyes to take. Being of more humble monetary status compared to their tall boss these men would never find displays of wealth boring.

The same couldn't be said for Ivan. Dressed in a modern interpretation of the garb of old aristocracy the tall one took fleeting glances at the pretty things found along their walk. His eyes were busy helping his hands retie the silk cravat that had loosened on his journey to the mansion. As his fluffed the precursor to the modern tie he wondered if what was vogue back home would look stupid, after all the thing line between fashionable and tacky was something his people couldn't help but muddle.

Alas before he could really muse about the nouveau riche and their ways he was brought back to the real world by Victoria. "Some pastries would be fine for my friends coupled with tea. Black." Ivan responded as he took her suggestion and plopped down on the nearest chair. "And please do tell your employer that she had a wonderful collection." The Russian said. It was a lie of course, but evoking the mistress' name would bring urgency to his request. Patience was slowly trickling away.

[Jabbbberwokiiii]

Ｖｉｃｔｏｒｉａ✿ Ｍａｙ

♧ ❝If you truly love nature...❞ ♧

Victoria bowed in politeness and fetched Alfonse. She asked him to bring what the guests had requested and looked back to them. "I'll be right back, gentlemen." She did another quick bow and walked out of the room quickly, her heels smacking the floor as she tromped to the main hall. She had heard the Madame and was going to make sure she found her. She saw her in the distance and waved her down. "Madame! Some men would like to hold conference with you. They're in the tea room." She hoped she had done the right thing.

♧ ❝... You will find beauty everywhere.❞ ♧

Ｍｏｏｄ:Nervous
Ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ:Same outfit
ＯＯＣ:Nothing

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The feel of an ebbing pain quickly returned to the demonic being. Had he been so agitated with his new circumstance that he had gone completely unaware of his condition. The thought quickly annoyed him, the evidence quickly creasing his hard face. He searched the marble underfoot, almost as f staring at the muddied surface would help him in any way. Muddied..? Just at the thought, an old man with a stiff yet agile walk hurried passed them. With youthful speed and a broom in hand, the gray maned mane cleaned up the dirty spots on the floor and nodded at them moth in acknowledgement. A single bow was given to excuse himself before he was quickly yet, respectfully at Victoria's heels. It was only then that Cyrus glanced up and noticed the eight or so mean that filed into the place. He straightened his his seat and hardened his gaze over them. Clear confusion claimed him at they all left the main hall and followed after the pretty brunette. He scoffed under his breath. Caught off gaurd he had turned to ask the blonde what that was all about when two hands dropped down on his shoulders. The movement was instinctual; suddenly, Cyrus grabbed one of the naked wrists and jerked it forward. Twisting it to an odd angle he promptly held the boy over the chair and into a headlock. A low growl ripped out of his lips as he slowed his movements and freed the boy. He turned his back to him, as an internal struggle sued on.

"What are you doing?"

A strange nervousness caught the demon. Where was he? What customs did they have here? More questions filed into his mind. He gave a secret glance towards the only person there,

"Who are you?"

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A few feet more and Madame would've reached her destination; the stables. Though a rather distressed voice faintly called after her. The woman paused and tipped her head thoughtfully to the side before glancing behind her to see who it was. Victoria, dressed in that emerald dress ran down the dirt path in her desperate state. The woman's nonchalant features grew hard, her smile forming only a solemn line until the girl breathlessly reached her. She allowed the girl to recollect herself before giving her a motherly smile, thus the hard line was broken.

"What is that, my Love?" She leaned down a bit in her six foot one frame to level out with Victoria's and tipped her chin up. "So have guests, yes?" Her gentle touch soon withdrew, though a kind smile lingered on her lips. "Hn.. Some men want to hold a conference with me? My and it isn't even time for supper."

"Before we meet these men. I want you to do me a favor.." another playful grin brightened the Madame's face. Men? In her home? Without as much as an invitation. This did not settle well with the Mistress. "First, calm your breath and heart, my Pet. Though they might be innocent guests. I'm not as trusting as most. I'll assess the situation. But only if you stay strongly by my side. Can you do that for me?" The Madame straightened. Hoping that the girl would say yes she hooked her pinky finger to hers and gave her an encouraging wink. Leading her back into their home she slowly let go of Victoria. The sight of all the flashy vehicles parked outside the entrance caused a curiosity in the Madame's heart.

"How many are they? If they are more than two, get rid of them. I will only speak to two of them. Send them to my office." Despite her serious tone, the madame gave Victoria a reassuring smile and stalked back up into her Main office.

[Jabbbberwokiiii]

Ｖｉｃｔｏｒｉａ✿ Ｍａｙ

♧ ❝If you truly love nature...❞ ♧

"I'll do anything you ask of me, Madame." Victoria took in a breath and exhaled slowly. She was getting herself. She didn't know what these men wanted with the Madame. She took another breath and listened quietly. She blushed as the Madame pulled up her pinky in her own and looked into the pale pink eyes once more. The Madame really was a nice woman and she was very appreciative of the affection she showed her. But that was all the time she had for appreciation. She nodded firmly and went back to the tea room. Ivan and his friends sat around in the tea room and she cleared her throat. "Sir... Ivan. If you'd like to speak with the Madame now, you may. I'll lead you to her." Her gaze wandered to the other men and she made her gaze more stern. "You and one other is allowed to come with you. Please choose and we will make our way to her office."

♧ ❝... You will find beauty everywhere.❞ ♧

Ｍｏｏｄ:Confident
Ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ:Same outfit
ＯＯＣ:Nothing

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Ivan Ivanovich

"Aut inveniam viam aut faciaml"

"Only one." Like a parrot Ivan repeated two of her words as he set his cup of tea down. In the time it had taken for the hostess to find the mistress the butler had quickly arrived with drinks and sweet pastries for the tall male and the relatively shorter men with him. The mixed group of employees/ friends continued to take their small snack as their boss stood up. "Kommen sie mit mir." And so did the only blonde in the group. With his bodyguard up and ready Ivan looked at Victoria and smiled. "So shall we?"

[Aprelle]

The other people rushing through the room struck Thae as odd, especially how they were following Victoria around. Well, at least the quiet girl was getting some- she needed to get laid. His attention was quickly dragged away from that topic though when there was a sharp pain to his wrist, followed by his body being dragged over the back of the chair. "Agh-! The hell-?!" He cringed, fighting the pain in his arm until he was finally released and backed a few steps away. This guy was ridiculously strong, but his demeanor seemed... different now.

He really was weird.

"It's called a massage, jeez... most people find it soothing." He defended himself as he twisted his wrist around testingly a few times. At least nothing broke, he was glad for that much. "NOW you're interested in me after nearly breaking my arm..." He growled softly before realzing something and smirking softly to himself. "... Must be the magic fingers. Call me Thae. Do I get your name?

{ღ}T h a e t o n{ღ}

[Jabbbberwokiiii]

Ｖｉｃｔｏｒｉａ✿ Ｍａｙ

♧ ❝If you truly love nature...❞ ♧

Victoria nodded and took a deep inhale of all the scents filling the room. The smells of food were intoxicating and made her remember of her light breakfast. She would certainly eat more this afternoon. She nodded politely and lead them across the mansion again to the front where the Madame's office was. She knocked on the door and peeked her head inside. "Madame, the gentleman Ivan is here with another. May we enter?"
Victoria looked back to Ivan and his other man. She was a little nervous about him. And did he speak in Russian earlier? Surprisingly, she knew that was the language, but she only knew some Spanish. The Madame seemed like a very well educated woman and very successful, but that was just from appearance and attitude. Victoria straightened her dark green dress and made sure her brooch was resting on her chest like it should.

♧ ❝... You will find beauty everywhere.❞ ♧

Ｍｏｏｄ:Concerned
Ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ:Same outfit
ＯＯＣ:Nothing

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The taller woman had been placing wine glasses on her large mahogany desk when the knock was heard. She ignored it and promptly snatched the bottle of wine form it's perch. She mutter it's name and softly before looking up to see the nervous Victoria. Her teasing smile was enough to encourage an inaudible 'yes' as she rounded back to her place; sitting behind the large desk she rested an elbow on the desk and brought a few slender fingers to brush against her lips. It was her patient pose, if she ever had one. Eye of an oddly pale pink were obscured by the bright tint of her red glasses as she waited for the men to enter.

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Ivan Ivanovich

"Aut inveniam viam aut faciaml"

For a Russian with good English it was odd that he had given an order in German, of course no one could tell his ethnicity barring his name. The Slavic features of his entourage were faint when it came to Ivan. Plus when you meet a man who's exactly seven feet tall, trying to find out what he is, is the last thing to pop up in a person's mind. Close behind Victoria the tall man took a quick glance at his bodyguard who replied the unsaid command with a steely gaze.

Out of the tearoom and to the office of the mistress Ivan kept silent, words would be reserved only when he was inside the office. Until then he loomed over the hostess, long arms at his side until he saw his cue to act. When it came Ivan immediately slipped by Victoria, closely behind his six foot guard who mouthed out an apology for both of them as he went inside.

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Thae? What kind of a name was that? The demon slowly faced the topless male. His eyes slicing down his form for a moment. It was a common sight for the demon, since most of his kind were often topless or naked in his realm; they hardly saw that use of clothing when armor held much more purpose. He let his gaze trail off his form and shook his head.

"This is pointless. I should be looking for him"

"You didn't answer my question. What are you doing here and what is this place?" He pointedly ignored his inquiry about his name. He hardly ever gave it out, and would be caught dead before actually giving it to such a low life creature. A name in his realm held much significance. More than any of the mortal here could fathom. Another two entered the place. A woman with short hair and a brunette. He watched as they left, obviously in a hurry as they both ignored them. He resisted a frown. Guess creatures of this realm were like home. No one gave a rat's a** for each other. Which all suited Cyrus, just fine. He looked to the boy named Thae and ignored the new people passing by the entryway.

"Do you have any food or something?"

"Feed me."

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Dont be afraid to go on. I can't really make a nice reply with all of these snippy posts. :3 Just a suggestion

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A dull gaze claimed the Headmistress as the two guests finally entered. Take forever and a day why don't you? The childish thought wasn't visible on Madame face as she regarded the two gentleman. Not bothering with an introduction she smiled, if somewhat vaguely and addressed them both as equals.
"Welcome to Chevaliers, how may I assist you?"

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Ivan Ivanovich

"Aut inveniam viam aut faciaml"

"How much would it cost for me to own this estate." Straight to the point and succinct were his words soon after having stepped in. "I had my eye on it for quite some time." The Russian added as his eyes took in the office for emphasis. "I did not expect it's owner to appear." Hell, he didn't even expect for one to exist. Yet here he was, standing in front of the redhead who owned the grand villa. "It's location suits my taste." Ivan said, making it hard for the owner to put in her words into the conversation. "Surely someone like you is willing to remove herself from the expensive costs of renovating this old abode?" The question lingered, now she could speak.

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All lax and common courtesy was almost abruptly thrown out the window. Steady pale eyes stared at the taller of the two as she curtly raised an eyebrow. Had she heard incorrectly? Had her ears and old age finally deceive her? What was she saying, she wasn't nearly old enough for that! Suddenly the playing field seem to change metaphorically. A little girl with red hair stood across the white void in front of a boy with raven hair. Two spoiled children confronting each other in the same playground. The image left the woman as she gave a light chuckle. No, she hadn't heard wrong. For even if she thought that she had, the man made it a point to repeat himself. Though there was one thing about the pompous man that didn't settle her fancy. No, it wasn't the way he addressed her, so blunt and without much fear or respect given as she so well deserved. Nor was it the fact that he thought he could buy her estate. Her family vacation house; or any of her property. It was the last phrase and a few key words.

surely someone like you

The beast inside the brash Mistress growled in a low threatening way. Her eyes locked on the man that kept yapping about like a prim little dog while her smile conveyed nothing but bitter sweetness. The quiet after the storm.

"Sire. What interests me most about your proposal..is not the way you deliver it but.." The woman had booth elbows on her desk this time and interlaced her fingers politely enough as she closed her eyes with a pleasant thought. Then opened swiftly to land back on the arrogant male.

"Just what kind of person do you take me for?"