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 Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 1:51 pm
Its about 5 minutes since Chloe knocked. Now, she can probably think of plenty of reasons of why no one answered yet, so she let it slide this time. She raises her arm, knocking again only this time a bit louder and she knocks for a little longer.
She was usually an impatient person, but this time she can let it slide. However, it was damn freezing outside. Chloe was very intolerable for weather that's under sixty degrees. It made her cranky, and the wind blowing softly every once in a while towards the east didn't make things any better. She breathes out, sighing and hugs herself, hoping her hoodie can retain some warmth.
'I wonder what kind of people these rich guys are...or girls. And what kind of rule is this? The whole, no way of getting out kind of deal? Oh well, doesn't really apply to me anymore, I'm homeless. As long as I get me some decent food and lodging I'm happy where ever I am.' Chloe shifts her weight back and forth whenever her foot got slightly numb, still waiting outside.
'I'll give them about another...10 minutes...or 5...or 3...then I'm just opening the door. Screw waiting outside!'
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 4:09 pm
The door clanked open and swung open.
"I'm so sorry, Miss!" The boy looked at her, apologetically. "I'm sorry, I had to get the Master... Please! Come inside, you look frozen!"
He stepped aside allowing her to step in whenever she wished.
"Uh, Could you be Miss (Last name here? I forgot it. XD)? We've been expecting you. Another new maid just came in as well."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 4:21 pm
Chloe gave a startled step back as she heard the door open, and out comes a young boy, no older than...fourteen? Fifteen? She didn't know, but all she did know is that he had such odd silver short hair, and matching silver eyes.
She lets out a small smile at his apology and walked inside, thankful of the instant warmth from the hallway and to be out of the cold.
"Lockheart...Chloe Lockheart. Nice to meet ya...." She introduced herself and then trailed off, giving the boy a chance to introduce himself as well. She also caught the last sentence of his, that there was another maid here.
'Huh...now I wonder...how many maids are there going to be here...well at least I'll have help for clean up and cooking duty.'
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 4:35 pm
"I'm Allen Walker. It's nice to meet you."
He held out his hand in greeting.
"Master hired many new maids, which is good... We needed more."
He paused.
"Ah, I'm sorry." He said, closing the door slowly, and latching it.
((Braincrapped out BLEH.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 4:46 pm
(( D; Its okay papa~ heart Happens to the best of us... )) Chloe gives a small smile back at Allen, then proceeded to shake his hand in the introduction. Allen Walker, its a cute name and it fits him as well. Although she doesn't know him very well, she felt that it fits him.
She blinks a little bit hearing what Allen has to say and then keeps her smile when he closes the door and latching it.
"Don't worry about it, I'm just happy I'm out of the cold, I thought I was going to stay out there for a while." She gives a small laugh in the end. From where she was standing she took a quick glance around the area of the hallway, already she could see a ton of portraits of men, all hanging neatly on the wall, in perfect symmetry.
"This place is huge..I'm not surprised that they need multiple people...it would take flipping forever to clean up this house by yourself." She looks back at him curiously, he wasn't that much taller than her, or better even, they might have been the same height! She can actually talk to him face to face, eye to eye without craning her neck high to talk to people, like she usually does.
"I'm curious...did you clean this whole house up yourself before they started hiring up for help...or are there others as well?" She asks, her curious nature now starting to surface itself.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 5:02 pm
"This whole place? Ah, No! I wake the Masters up and take them food, and anything else they'd need to be done."
He laughed a little, smiling.
"Many of the maids simply disappeared though..." He looked down. This wasn't the truth and he hated lying, but he was told to tell them such... The Masters didn't know, but Allen had an idea of what they were. "That's why they hired more."
Allen paused slightly. "This may sound weird, but I must tell you before I forget; 'Be careful, The Masters get angry if you go into their rooms uninvited.'"
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 5:31 pm
Chloe kept her smile, nodding at Allen's response, she was starting to like him already. He seems like a nice, cultured gentleman, a rare breed among men now a days.
She tilts her head to the side, her usual reaction towards things she either finds interesting or has questions about, or when her curiosity is even more aroused.
"They...disappeared...like out of thin air?? That's a little freaky....isn't it enough to just fire them?" She asks, although a little blunt in her response. She widens her eyes a little more at his advice on the end, and nods her head.
" Okay, no snooping around the Master's room, gotcha, that's probably a sure fire way to 'disappear' I'm going to assume." She replies, adding in her little witty humor, or so she thinks it is.
'Oh hell I'm so totally screwed, I'm a little snoop, I investigate ANYTHING that's interesting...and the fact that these mysterious "Masters" have "disappearing" maids gets me wondering...what the hell are these guys? Serial Killers?
She almost gave a little, "heh" at the end of her thought. That was irony for her if it turned out to be true, a homeless chick with no where to go ends up being a maid with other people for homicidal rich people.
'What an interesting twist.'
Once again she nods her head and keeps a small smile. "Anything else I should know so I can keep my head around here...and my job?" Her smile grew a bit more.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 5:51 pm
"Not into thin air. Well... We suspected that they ran away, but no one outside has seen them."
I should shut up... If the masters heard me... I would be in trouble.. Plus- She seems like she may try to investigate... if she snoops around...
Allen's thoughts were cut off by her next question.
"Anything you should know? Doing a complete and through job is the best way..."
He smiled again. "If you need anything, just come and seek me out, and I mean, anything."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:05 pm
Chloe nods her head, taking in all of his words of advice, he most definitely has been here longer than she has, so he knows what he's talking about. She gave a friendly smile when he finished. It felt like she made a friend.
"Alrighty then. I'll go to you for any trouble...and since I'm going to hold you to your words~" She gives a playful smile then adds on. " How about showing me where I'm going to stay...or what I should do first?" She asks, keeping her head tilting to the side before returning it right side up, her smile still in place. (( D; now I had a brainfart. ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:46 pm
"Ah, Currently they're asking all the new maids to meet in the living-room... Here, I'll take you there."
He smiled and stepped in front of her, to lead her.
"Follow me please.~"
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 7:01 pm
Chloe nods her head again and takes step, following Allen all the way to the living room.
On the way there, she took the liberty to look around at the ancient mansion. So many things were here, antiques from the past and in such good condition as well. They really worked hard to keep these things in tip top shape. Everything here look so shiny and expensive.
Now she was having second thoughts about this job, she can be a total klutz when she can, s**t happens you know? She shook her head to get rid of the thoughts, if she psyches herself out now, chances are she's not going to do so good later on in the job and she'll end up getting fired or something.
Once the arrive on the living room, she looks around and lets out a small gasp, her dark green eyes widening up in surprise.
'Damn..I knew they were loaded..but WHOA!'
"Wow..this...is....fancy......" She said, somewhat breathless as she looks up at the room. It looks like a table suited for royalty. Hell even the glasses looked like they were made out of nicely polished crystals, the silver ware out of real, 100% silver, shiny and all. The plates out of really good china imported from some fancy pants place in Europe or something. To top it off, they had a ******** huge chandelier...made of what it appears to be diamonds..or crystals. Chloe didn't know, all she knew in this lighting is that it was shiny.
"What do these guys do and how I can do it?" She jokes, laughing at the end as she still stares in awe of the table, curiously poking the silverware, plates and glasses to check if they were real or not. She was touching stuff like a child would in a museum or if they got a shiny new toy.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 8:19 pm
"Ah! Be careful... They don't want anything broken..." Allen said as he watched her.
He waved to Sandy. "I'm back, and I got the master... Hopefully he'll be here in a bit."
((I'm sorry! Headache and Brainfart! -Curls into a hole- ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2008 7:20 pm
Chloe looks up from her spot on the table, near the "Head Honcho" chair as she calls it, closely inspecting the crystal goblets (which she found out was real) by tapping on them carefully with her fingers. She places it back on to the table and gives a sheepish smile to Allen, letting a few sweatdrops fall on the back of her head.
"Sorry, I got carried away..." She apologizes, using her normal excuse as ever. He also saw Allen waving to someone and turns her head towards that direction, seeing another person there. She blinks curiously first at the person, not making much gestures or eye contact after that. She normally kept to herself around people she doesn't know, she only talks to people after she was being spoken too. Kind of old school, but she preferred it that way. She stood still by the chair, just quickly glancing about, trying to see if she can find anything else to satisfy her curiosity right now. So far...nothing, so she decides to wait for her new employers..or rather Masters.
'Right right...Masters....that's going to take some definite getting used to. I usually have a pet peeve with authority figures..but I need this job and beggars can't be choosers, literately.' She gives a small inwardly sigh, still awaiting for the 'Masters'
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 3:26 pm
[Ohmigod! I'm so sorry! Military life is hard. ><]
Lady Sanderline shrugged her shoulders and stood around, looking outside through the dusty window. She wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but she knew there was a lot of questions that needed to be answerd and they needed to be answerd now. But this little kid couldn't know what much. Well, he couldn't know who they where being slaves for anyway. Vampires, demons, snobby humans, or maybe maids for a whore house. She didn't know, and she knew that he didn't.
Hearing him say something about the Master, she scoffed. She wouldn't call anyone Master. That was a detroigority title and she wasn't one to give titles out to anyone. Well, she was one to call them b***h and everything but that was it. She wasn't going address anyone as Master, even if her life depended on it. Well..she could say it in a smartass tone but that was it. If her 'Master' wanted her to call him that, then he might as well beat it into her.
She laughed softly at the thought. Beat it into her, sure. He could try too. If he was a real gentle man then he would never beat a woman. With words, sure but Sanderline has a mouth on her and she's not affraid to use it. Thats probably why her parents hated her. After being neglected that much, why wouldn't she have a mouth like that? When she couldn't fight, she needed to talk s**t to make things worse. When her and her parents got into it, she was sure to make them slam the door in her face by fighting with them with her smartass remarks for hours on end.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 10:02 am
"Mr. Kanda?"
Eyes of deep obsidian opened and for a moment the owner just laid there. Slowly the eyes shifted until they were looking to the side and focused on the blinking red numbers of the cheap motel clock.
11:30pm.
Those numbers meant nothing to him. What did time, of all things, mean to the damned like him?
"Mr. Kanda...?"
Said person scowled and sat up in bed, the scratchy cotton sheets rustling as he sat up. He glared at the door as it opened, and at the tentative maid that glanced in. He eyed her and she blushed, averting her eyes to the ground in embarrassment. Kanda lost interest as soon as he finished observing her; she was too skinny and short to even consider a decent meal. A snack, he mused, would be a different story...
"I-I'm so sorry to interrupt-! I thought that you had-had left..."
If Kanda had known that she was staring openly at his bare chest he either didn't notice or didn't care. He got out of bed, still ignoring that stuttering maid. How long had his little hunting trip taken? Would Damien be mad? Probably not, considering the last time Kanda had taken off to hunt... Kanda retrieved his sword from the side of the wall and tied his hair up into his signature high ponytail. The sword was only possession he had brought besides the cloths that he had thoroughly ruined. He turned back to the maid and spoke, his tone seductive and soft...
"What's your name?"
It wasn't long before Kanda left the building, leaving the dried and hacked up maid in the motel. Mugen gleamed black along with his eyes as he smirked. He thought it was time to go back home...
ooc|| I might not post for the next week, I have to study for a bunch of tests and presentations... Soo~ Here's my introduction xD;
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