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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 3:48 pm
The mansion is a huge sprawling affair on an even larger plot of land, looking completely out of place in Japan, even in the more rural areas, such as this one. White walls and columns are visible through the tall spike tipped bars of the wrought iron fence. This was the address the ad listed as looking for a new live in cook. Before she could ring the bell however, a young boy, looking between ten and twelve comes up to the fence. he's wearing a baggy black long sleeved shirt, and blue jeans. He's filthy, his hair a mess, and almost completely obscuring everything above the bridge of his nose.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:07 pm
Sera smiled warily at the boy and looked at the piece of paper in her hand. "Um...Do you know if this is the place that needed the cook?" She pushed a strand of rich brown hair out of her face and lamented mentally that she hadn't had time to put any makeup on in the train. She desperately needed to look older than 17. Perhaps then some of the older gentlemen would have left her alone...
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:12 pm
He stared at her with wide dark eyes. "Who are you?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:17 pm
"My name's Sera Kerstanza, from the United States...I'm looking for work. Is there anything here that I can do?" She hoped she didn't sound like she was pleading. The last thing this boy needed to think was that she was desperate.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:20 pm
He tilted his head. "You want to work somewhere. You're that desperate?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:25 pm
He reaches his hand through the bars near her and fusses with a small clasp. a small door inside the larger gate opened in. He stood aside with it, watching her.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:29 pm
Sera picked up her large suitcase and walked through the door. "Thank you."
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:43 pm
He nodded a bit, studying her then started walking towards a side door of the house.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:46 pm
Suitcase in tow, Sera followed the boy, her long legs making it easy to keep up with him even with the suitcase as added weight. "This certainly is a nice house..."
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:48 pm
"It's a house," he intoned hollowly.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:52 pm
"You don't like it? Why? Are the people who own it strange?" Sera's curiosity was taking over. How could anyone not see this as a nice house? It was certainly much better than the little shack she'd had in the U.S. It probably even had a real furnace in it instead of little kerosene heaters in every room.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:55 pm
"Is strange bad?" he asked looking back., a challange in his tone, his young eyes hard and a little terrifying under his hair.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 11:02 pm
"Well...no, not always." Sera pursed her lips up, a look of disgust on her face. This boy was turning everything around like she was attacking him. That was so not the case. She was just cautious.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 11:05 pm
He nodded a bit and opened a door that clearly was a servant's entrance.
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