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[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

Thomas noted the look on the customers face and moved away, not wishing to cause her any discomfort; after all, it was her money he was after, and if his presence made her too uncomfortable, she might want to leave. Instead, Thomas gave Rebecca a coy smile, bowed and made for the office to handle balancing the log books

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

Sphynx's silver eyes swept over the previously opulent house, taking inventory of all the things that would need repair. A heavy sigh split her lips, knowing she'd have her work cut out for her. "You should have taken better care of this place." she grumbled under her breath, eyeing Ormand with slight disdain. How he could let such a home fall into disrepair, she had no idea. She was almost scared to see the inside of the rather large building.

[aubrace]

She glared at him, pulling her hand back and rubbing it as if it felt wrong to her. She gave him a look, then slipped into the store. It would be easy enough to lose him here, but she didn't know how long it would take him to come looking for her. He could have a short fuse. He could come looking for her before she had a chance to clear the place. All this passed through her head as she searched the shop for some clothes. She found herself a couple pairs of shorts and a few shirts she thought would look all right and took them back to the dressing room to try them on. Maybe she could more easily get away when they went to buy seeds -- no, he would probably keep a hold on her there. She didn't have an excuse for him to let go. She sighed and leaned against the wall of the dressing room stall. There just had to be a way.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

Hawx stood outside of the store, watching it's entrance, relaxed but still alert. He'd owned slaves before, though it had been many years, and knew that they were all apt to try and escape at some point or another. He just hoped that she had a better head on her shoulders then those slaves of his past. He hadn't risen to his position of power by being a complete and total pushover.

[Maruhi]

{There's a ghost down in the hall
There's a ghoul upon the bed...}

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Ormand’s jaw tightened and he turned to glare at Sphynx, but just as he opened his mouth, he took a deep breath and calmed down again. He would not let her push him, he would remain calm, in control. ”You are probably right.” He answered tightly. But most of this was done when I was not here. He added in his own mind. He would not bother explaining such things to a slave.

”Follow me.” The foyer was line in a deep crimson carpet, a large spiral staircase taking up much of the room. ”The house is divided into four wings on the ground floor. We stand in the North Wing. The South Wing is where the gardens are located, though those are of less interest to you since I’ve hired gardeners, unless that’s just something you like to do. The West Wing is the kitchen and linen storage and cleaning section. You should become familiar with that. The East Wing is the garage.” He began moving up the stairs, gesturing for her to follow him.

”The second floor is divided into two parts. The Northern side is where the bedroom and restrooms all reside. Each room has its own closet and wardrobe, an assortment of furniture, a bed of course, and its own walk-in bathroom.” He opened the door to a room to show her an example. ”The Southern side is comprised of about two libraries, separated by fiction and non-fiction.”

He stopped suddenly. ”You may choose whatever room you want, it does not matter. I usually sleep in my office anyway.” Ormand moved to stand next to the staircase before stopping again. ”The third floor is basically one giant library, with only one other room, my own office. You will bring me my meals and anything else that needs my addressing there. Otherwise, you are to keep out. As for the fourth floor, that’s just old storage. Nothing important and certainly nothing for you.” He paused again, sizing her up as if debating on whether to say more.

He decided against it. ”Any questions?”

{...There's something in the walls
There's blood upon the stairs}

[aubrace]

Apparently she did, at least it looked that way for now. She left the clothes at the counter and came to find him, giving a little tug on his sleeve to call his attention down to her. "I'm ready," she said. "The clothes need to be paid for." She gave another tug on his sleeve and backed up into the store. She didn't want the saleswoman to get impatient or put her clothes back.

[a drug called_Love]

"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today,"

Eleni glanced back at Rebecca,and noticed there was also an expression disgust on her face,either that or jealousy.Giggling under her breath, Eleni watch the elf walk away,and followed Ms. Shopkeeper.she turned to look at the person lying in the glass cage.
{{Gunna sleep nao! How long scince Rock posted? @.@}}

"It's already tomorrow in Australia."

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

Hawx looked down at Cypress and nodded, heading to the counter and handing over his credit card. In moments, the clothes were bagged and passed back to Hawx. "Well...let's go find you some seeds. With one suggestion...No matter what else you decide to plant, there had better be watermelon." he couldn't suppress his smile as he took her hand, gently now, clutching all the shopping bags in his other hand. 'I don't want the world to know I have a slave. Allow them to look upon us and think were a couple.' he thought, walking with Cypress to the gardening supply center.

[aubrace]

Cypress smiled as she noted the softer hold he had on her hand. She pulled him over to a bathroom and took the bag from his other hand. "Let me change she said, smiling up at him. She didn't want to wear this gown anymore, or the heels. She had thrown in a pair of flip-flops as well. She wanted to look like a normal girl, even if he looked a little off, walking through the mall with his full military uniform on. She wondered if he wore civilian clothes.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

"Sorry but you lost me at garage...." Sphynx said, in awe. "you have an entire WING devoted to the garage?!" she planted her hands firmly on her hips, unable to think or process any other information. "And the libraries as well. I'm entitled to use them too, yes?" her dark eyebrows arched, her features sharper suddenly, a primitive look in her eyes that almost dared him to say no.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

"Of course." Hawx eyed her shoes and couldn't help but chuckle. "Those look very uncomfortable...and with that dress being so revealing, someone might try to steal you away from me." He released Cypress's hand and moved aside, not bothering to warn her this time. "I'll be here when your finished." he said, standing ramrod straight, muscles tense; over the years, Hawx had ingrained his job as a soldier into his very personality, a slight flaw that many of his co-workers found intimidating.

[aubrace]

She smiled and darted into the bathroom to change. She came out stuffing the long dress into the bag, along with those annoying heels. She looked quite a bit more comfortable now, and three inches shorter. She was wearing a simple blue tank top that brought out that color in her eyes, a pair of jean shorts that were just the right length for her legs, and that pair of black flip-flops she had snagged. She pushed her hair over her shoulders as she joined him.

[Xx Lady Cerberus xX]

'Woah holy crap!' Hawx's brain nearly did a back flip when Cypress returned to his side. At a loss for words, he took her hand again. 'Jeez, she looks as good in normal clothing as she did in that gown. HOW can she make those shorts look so good?' he was lost in his thoughts, male hormones clouding his brain. Realizing what he was doing, Hawx shook the thoughts from his brain and looked at his companion again. "Alright. Seeds it is!" he said, an excited and almost boyish smile appearing on his face again.

Something was nagging at the back of Hawx's brain. 'What am I going to do with her when I go to work?' the little voice said, only to go spinning away before it was processed into a full thought.

[Maruhi]

{There's a ghost down in the hall
There's a ghoul upon the bed...}

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Ormand sighed, figuring that she probably wasn’t listening. Too damn bad, I’m not repeating myself later. Let her get lost for all I care. He had been away from his work too long; all this social interaction was starting to make him grouchy. Not that he was peaches and cream usually, but still.

”Yes, I have an entire wing devoted to a garage. I take it you want to see it?” Knowing the answer without her having to speak, he headed back down the staircase, heading off towards the east with the ease of someone who had lived in the house all of his life.

”As for the libraries…” He added, throwing her a skeptic look on purpose, ”You know how to read?” He asked in an innocent voice. He had no doubt she could, though it did surprise him that she had the desire too. So she’s more then a grease monkey. He made the mental note, ignoring the faint feeling of appreciation rising in him.

Taking a ring of keys out of his pocket, he selected the right one among a slew of others that appeared identical and opened the door. The entire room was filled from wall to wall with dozens of cars, some from every decade since the 1890’s, in all shades and hues imaginable. Along the walls were tools and equipment to do just about anything to any type of car. 1930’s Ford sat next to a 1970 GTO. Nearby a 1969 Mustang sat nestled between a 1950’s Chevy truck and a 2008 Ferrari.

Ormand stepped back and watched Sphynx’s expression carefully. Despite himself, he hoped she would like it- the wrench on her collar had suggested she might. No one had used this room since his father had died; Ormand continued to add cars since he rather enjoyed going out for midnight drives in a ridiculously expensive and very well-taken care of car, but he didn’t spend time in here like his father had.

{...There's something in the walls
There's blood upon the stairs}

[xxMatto-kunxx]

The cat boy's ears perked forward as he finally heard a female voice that didn`t belong to Ms. Shopkeeper. And there the girl was, a little princess of darkness that was looking for protection. A snort escaped at the thought. Lafaeyl could defend himself, but there was no way he was going to be forced to protect a girl. He'd protect a lover, of course, but hell he never had one of those. No one ever meant that much to him and he expected that no one ever would. Yawning loudly, he rolled over onto his back, giving up for the day. A bunch of rich snots, like always. Placing his arms behind his head, he relaxed there on the floor at the front of his cage, lids falling shut to hide his golden eyes from the world beyond. Of course, he was still very much listening to any conversation going on, catching bits and pieces of each one, but he wasn`t really interested. Just bored. Obviously, he could hear some more customers downstairs due to some loud voices saying something about an outfit. A loudmouth. The feline didn`t care too much for loudmouth's. More than likely, he'd scratch them to ribbons then have his shadows drop them off in a cave somewhere. Maybe then they'd learn to shut the hell up.

[ Lol. I know Maruhi. He's such a character. He has the nastiest attitude but he's just lonely. ]