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 Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 12:33 am
Riley had no sense to pick up on Christof's discontent, and felt that the situation had been resolved with his promise. She sighed in relief, reaching her hand out for him to take. It means a lot to me, Christof. Would you like to come help me set up the field for the match? You don't have to right now, or at all, if you don't want to.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 12:35 am
His eyes lit up at the sudden chance to redeem himself, and he took her hand a bit more eagerly than he had meant to, clinging with both hands as relief poured off of him, Yes, Mistress! I would like that very much! I should put Firth back in my room before he bloodies his gums again though. He only quiets when I put a cloth over his cage, but yes, yes! Right away!
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 12:37 am
It was that gleam in his eyes, that excitement, that made Riley assume she was always treating Christof the right way. She patted his clenched hands and nodded. That's fine. I will head down to the shore, you can meet me there anytime you are ready. Thank you, Christof.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 12:40 am
Always a pleasure to serve you, my Mistress... he would have sighed the comment if he had been properly speaking, lifting her hand to press it to his stitched lips lovingly. It was in the thought, though. After a moment too long, he let go to scramble to his cart, I will be there shortly, I should probably find a new finger as well, it will take a minute but I will be coming please wait for me! He mentally babbled as he grabbed the handle to drag it after him towards the Undead Dorms with utmost urgency.
He would prove himself to her... somehow.
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