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 Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 6:20 pm
Picket (blue) and Nicolai (red) Nicolai had nodded at what she said. It seemed this castle was perfect in so many ways, which he did not mind but it was very nice. To pass the time, he decided to help out the barkeep with getting the supplies ready. When Ambrosia spoke to Picket, he dropped to the ground once more, but did not seemed hurt. "Me practicing to float so me not fall flat on face so much," he answered, smiling. "Not easy. Gotta keep practicing though to land on feet," he added happily. ((OOC: Ditto.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:52 pm
Wolfy Cute and fluffy when happy
Wolfy watched Picket as he practiced and chuckled. her only talents were creating fire, creating ice, hear thoughts and shifting. She felt a little envious towards the little Sprite but Wolfy just smiled. She dipped her head to Ambrosia when she returned.
((I think it's contagious lol))
Demonic and destructive when angry
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:38 pm
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It means I climbed up high
To fall is not to fail
You fail when you don't try" Ж "It does hurt to fall on one's face." Ambrosia chuckled and walked over to the sprite. "How is your practicing going?" If it was wind manipulation she could help him, but the woman wasn't sure exactly how Picket caused himself to float. She let her eyes roam the bar for a moment, smiling at Wolfy when the landed on the female. "So, we are almost ready to go then?"
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
They laughed when I fell down
But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 12:18 pm
Picket (blue) and Nicolai (red) Picket nodded. "Yep yep. Very hard. Same reason horses panic whenever all four hooves are off the ground. If one thinks about it, it makes since they are a creature that has four legs and has been used for centuries as mounts, carriers, and so forth along those roles. As for Picket, me is a two legged creature that has the use of arms, making floating several feet off the ground a mostly useless skill to try and aquire. The reason behind the goal is-" he began saying, but stopped when he saw Nicolai and the barkeep stackings things on the counter. "Oh boy! Ice cones!" he said, running over and taking one of the tasty waffle cones. Nicolai took the box away from Picket while he ate his first cone. He then picked up one of the coolers, placing it over his shoulder like it was a boom box. "Ready as ever I believe. Would you care to show us to the beach?" he asked. Picket would follow them when they started moving, so they would not have to worry about him being side tracked. Besides, the sprite loved to play at beaches. The only problem was his when he first began playing. ((OOC: Stuff happens. I've gone weeks without thinking of anything to post, having to quit gaia altogether at times in the past.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 7:44 am
Wolfy Cute and fluffy when happy
Wolfy watched as everything was stacked on the bar. She also noticed that forgot something else.
"Hey Barkeep, do you have 151 Malibu Rum and Pineapple juice?" she asked.
The Barkeep looked at her funny. "How in the world do you know about Caribou Lou?" he asked, grabbing the two drinks.
"I have my ways." Wolfy replied with a giggle. "Plus I also heard you thinking about it."
Hearing Nicolai saying that they were ready, WOlfy jumped up, twirled in the air, and then landed on her hand feet. "Beach!" she cried out.
Demonic and destructive when angry
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 11:51 am
 Jessa sat at the bar and leaned back to stretch her back, letting out a small noise with the effort. When she was done, she leaned her elbows on the bar and signaled the tender, "vodka martini please, shaken not stirred straight up with a twist and a lime wedge." (note my starter posts r always crap)
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 3:49 pm
The road trip took six hours. Setting up his room took even longer, as there were so many trinkets and odds and ends he head to unpack and find a place for. He was exhausted. Needless to say, Justine Amour had a long, long day. The best cure for a long day? A very large, very fruity, and very alcoholic drink. Preferably with an umbrella.
The invitation he received to the castle detailed the various available rooms on a map. Using this, he slowly but surely found his way from his new room into the bar. He sat down and, without thinking, ordered a fruity drink.
The bartender looked at him and asked, "Virgin, yes?"
"No."
"Look, I know the castle is home to underage pets, and I'm okay with that. But there is no way in hell I'm serving one alcohol."
Groaning, Justine felt around his dress for his wallet. He pulled it out of an inside pocket and produced an ID.
"Look, I'm twenty-one. Please just give me my drink?" He asked this nicely, despite the fact that he was frustrated beyond belief. He came to this castle to be treated differently, not be looked at like a child. The bartender agreed to make him a drink and he sat waiting patiently for his alcoholic escape.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 4:35 pm
╔══════════════════════════════════════╗ ╚══════════════════════════════════════╝ ✦Ｌｏｖｅｌｙ✦Ｍｉｓｓ✦Ｍｉｒａｂｅｌｌａ✦Ｆａｙｒｅ✦ 『α »тнιиɡ« σғ •ℬεαтч• ιs α נσч ғσяεvεя』Mirabella had been back to her room and changed back into more suitable clothes and out of her dance wear. She had decided to head over to the bar for a drink, since that dance session had tired her out a little more than she'd expected. Perhaps she'd go back tomorrow and practice more, just as long as the studio was empty. She sighed as she turned the corner and spotted the door into the bar.
She walked in, opening the door and then letting it swing shut behind her. She scanned the room before heading for the bar and taking a seat on a bar stool next to a young child. At first, she was a little confused as to why the bartender was serving the boy a heavily alcoholic drink but then she heard his thoughts and it turned out he was actually a 21 year old adult with childlike features. Miri looked over at the bar tender, shaking the thoughts from her mind and instead, remembering what she came her for.
'Can I have a Martini, please?' she asked him when he came over. 'Certainly' he replied before he went away to make it and Miri was left with her own thoughts again. It was surprisingly quiet in the bar and it made her a little uncomfortable but also calm at the same time. She wondered where most of the other pets and masters were at the moment and as she thought about that, it reminded her that she still didn't have a pet yet. She wasn't really rushing herself, because really, what was the point? She'd find one in her own time but she actually would like some company right now. 'Oh well' she thought, letting out a tiny sigh.
As the bartender placed the drink in front of her, she thanked him. She picked up the glass and took a sip before placing it back down again, toying with the olive stick as she gazed into the clear liquid, lost in her thoughts. 『ιт's ℓσvεℓιиεss ｡ιиcяεαsεs｡; ιт ωιℓℓ ↣иεvεя↤ ραss ιитσ иσтнιиɡиεss』 |Outfit - [Casual]| |Mood - [Thirsty]| |Current Location - [Bar/Den]|
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 8:27 pm
Justine let her elbows rest on the bar -- a child-like habit he never did break. In times of stress he tended to let his manners slide. Besides, he was so exhausted physically he could barely keep himself up, and so exhausted mentally he didn't want to.
His eyes were on the verge of shutting when in walked a woman. She looked to be around his age -- early twenties by his guess and solidified by her order. She was very attractive and Justine found himself blushing as she spoke. Maybe he could make a friend in her.
Or a mistress?
He shook the thought from his head. It was unlikely he would find a mistress so fast. Given his appearance, he was sure finding a match would be especially hard. Not too many mistresses wanted a cross-dressing man-child. Man-child was too harsh, he thought, and mentally chided himself. He had enough crap in his life, and few enough friends. It was quite unnecessary to make an enemy of his own mind!
The bartender set Justine's drink down in front of him. It was much less classy than the woman's Martini and he was slightly embarrassed. The first tentative sip of the beverage, however, erased all of those thoughts.
Damn that's good!
A smidgen of confidence earned and delicious drink in hand Justine made his way to the seat next to the woman. He hopped on the stool which was -- as most bar stools were -- a tad too tall for him. He set the drink down and took a sip.
Licking his lips, he turned to the woman and smiled, "I-I hope you don't mind that I sat next to you... I don't know anyone here and everyone tells me that I can't make friends by sitting in the corner! I wish I could. But..." He took another sip of the drink, thinking, "Oh! My name! I'm Justine. Justine Amour. What's yours?"
He blushed, a tad bit embarrassed. He certainly did not want to make a fool out of himself here. This was his new life. He wanted it to be a good one.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 12:04 pm
╔══════════════════════════════════════╗╚══════════════════════════════════════╝ ✦Ｌｏｖｅｌｙ✦Ｍｉｓｓ✦Ｍｉｒａｂｅｌｌａ✦Ｆａｙｒｅ✦ 『α »тнιиɡ« σғ •ℬεαтч• ιs α נσч ғσяεvεя』Even before the boy came over, Mirabella could still hear his thoughts and what was this? The thought had crossed his mind about Miri being his mistress and this interested her greatly. She took another sip of her drink and was about to turn to talk to him but he beat her to it and came to sit next to her.
Mirabella smiled at the boy as he stuttered over his words. Shyness had always been a trait that Miri had thought of as especially cute. Now that the boy was closer up, she could take a better look at him than she had when she'd first walked in. True, he did have very child-like features but his face was about as adorable as they get and when he spoke, his voice was timid and soft. His ears looked so sweet that she just wanted to reach out and touch them.
'Of course not! To tell you the truth, I don't know anyone here either so I'm actually quite grateful that you came to sit next to me. Thank you' she said, a little blush coming to her cheeks as she admitted that she had felt a little lonely. She took another sip of her drink before she rested her purple eyes back o the boy. 'Pleasure to meet you Justine, I'm Mirabella Fayre' she said, smiling. 'But you can call me Miri' she added, feeling happy that she'd finally made a friend. 'So, Justine, what brings you to Trinity Castle?' she asked, quite curious as to how he ended up here. 『ιт's ℓσvεℓιиεss ｡ιиcяεαsεs｡; ιт ωιℓℓ ↣иεvεя↤ ραss ιитσ иσтнιиɡиεss』 |Outfit - [Casual]| |Mood - [Happy & Relaxed]| |Current Location - [Bar/Den]|
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 4:26 pm
Justine grinned, feeling comfortable next to this new woman, "Hello Miri, it's nice to meet you too! I'm glad there is someone else new here. I feel like most people know each other already, and have even found mistresses and such. I'm assuming someone as pretty as you has already had someone wanting to be your pet?" He grinned, blushing. He was a bit of a light weight. It didn't take much alcohol to loosen his lips.
Justine downed the rest of the drink, savoring the flavor. "Mmm... This is so good," He said, he lifted the beverage up to his lips a second time and found it empty. He frowned really hard at it, hoping it would be full again, "Dammit... I'm out."
Before replying to Mirabella's question Justine waved the bartender over, "Oooh, I want another one of these. It was so good. Keep 'em coming! The barkeep left to create a new masterpiece of fruit and rum.
"Sorry about that. It's been a bit of a long day... And those concoctions are just too damn good." He swiveled back and forth on his char slowly as he continued to answer her question, "Anyways, I came here because I want a new life. I need a new life. I want to live in a place where people actually see me as more than a little kid. Because, well, I'm not one. I got the invitation one day, after I failed one of my tests... I-I'm in college, you see. Or, I was. I guess I'm not anymore. My parents weren't too happy that I dropped out. I only had a semester left. But I don't want a degree or a job, not right now. I want a life."
He blushed and thought to himself, s**t, I'm rambling.
"Sorry, why are you here Miri?" He wanted to know more about Mirabella's past.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 5:28 pm
 Dahlia walked down the corridor with Cleo and headed to the den to eat their food. She quickly found a seat at the bar near a few other slaves and placed her food on the counter. There were times when she would come in here on her own and just drink to forget herself. After a century, life really does start to get to you. She looked over at Cleo and patted the seat next to herself, motioning for her to sit down. Dahlia started to eat her sandwich with a sip of milk every now and then. She sat quietly for a few moments before asking Cleo, "So were you sent here or did they capture you?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 4:00 am
I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see
Painted faces fill the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody Someone like you and all you know and how you speak
Countless lovers under the cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you
Cleopatra St. Raven
~Witch~
Who She's With:
Cleo continued to look around the castle a bit more on the way to the den with Dahlia. She had lived in a few 'nice' places, but there was something much different about this one. Maybe it was the fact that so far she had yet to meet anyone that made her feel uncomfortable there, as she had at her old places. Following Dahlia over to the bar, Cleo turned her attention to the other occupants there for a moment, trying to guess if they were slaves or masters. She thought slaves, but it was a bit harder to tell with them.
She walked over and took the seat beside Dahlia that Dahlia had motioned for her to take, sitting her bowl and Dr. Pepper bottle down on the counter before climbing onto the stool. Which wasn't exactly easy for Cleo, being just barely five feet, she had to sort of jump up to get her foot on the little step at the bottom of the stool before she could actually climb onto the seat. After getting settled, Cleo stayed quiet for a moment while she used her fork to mix the salad dressing into the rest of the salad where she'd just poured it on top, and had just taken a couple of bites when Dahlia spoke.
"I uh, I actually got an invitation to come here," she answered, giving a slightly sheepish smile. "My previous owner died just barely a week ago. His son took over his estate and didn't want me. The invite arrived the same day," she said, giving a slight shrug of her shoulders. "I didn't have anywhere else to go, and this seemed. . . to be my safest choice," she explained. Only lying a little. Cleo hated to lie at all, especially since Dahlia seemed so nice. But she had been mostly honest. In fact, the only thing that she'd lied about was the fact that her previous owner's son hadn't wanted her. But Cleo wasn't planning on telling anyone that because on the rare, slim chance that he ever found her there, she didn't want anyone to get into trouble for knowing and not saying anything. Would the owners of the castle get mad about that? Cleo didn't have a clue, but she didn't want to risk getting anyone else in trouble.
Cleo cleared her throat and shifted a bit on the stool, crossing her feet at the ankles and absentmindedly swinging them back and forth a little. "What about you?" she asked, looking back to Dahlia. "And uh, if you don't mind my asking, what. . . species, are you, anyway?" she added.
Off in the night while you live it up I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make you notice
I hope it's gonna make you notice Someone like me, someone like me
Someone like me, somebody
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 5:30 am
╔══════════════════════════════════════╗╚══════════════════════════════════════╝ ✦Ｌｏｖｅｌｙ✦Ｍｉｓｓ✦Ｍｉｒａｂｅｌｌａ✦Ｆａｙｒｅ✦ 『α »тнιиɡ« σғ •ℬεαтч• ιs α נσч ғσяεvεя』 Mirabella laughed and shook her head at his comment. 'Oh no, I think it'll be a while before I get a pet. So I'm assuming that means you don't have a master or mistress either?' she said and she couldn't deny that she was thinking that the idea about having Justine as a pet sounded very appealing. but she wouldn't treat him like a pet, no. More like a close friend and companion. She would definitely spoil him and love him as much as physically possible. Then she realised what she was thinking and shook the thought from her mind, turning back to Justine and taking another sip of her Martini.
Miri looked down at her own drink and realised her glass, too, was empty. Hearing Justine order more of his drink and talk about how good it was made her think perhaps she should try some too. 'That drink must be good then!' she said to him as he told her once again that it was 'so good'. 'May I have one too?' she asked the bartender when he came over again. She sighed happily, feeling comfortable and relaxed now. She was glad she'd met Justine, he seemed like a really lovely person.
'Don't worry, college isn't all it's cut out to be. I'm actually quite jealous that you were able to drop out' she said to him, thinking back to her past when she'd hated her boarding school so much that she'd actually run away. She felt a bit embarrassed about that though so she didn't tell him that part. 'I'm from England originally, you see. So when I did finally get finish college, I left home and went to America. I just stumbled upon this place a few weeks ago and when I saw the Head Mistress in town, she told me that she was the one of the three owners of this Castle and that it was actually a home for master and pets. After that she invited me to join so I thought: Why not?' she explained, chuckling at herself a little since she rambled on a bit too. 'I'm glad that I did come though. Just because this place seems like a really interesting castle and so far, I'm loving it! What about you, do you like it here?' she asked, wondering how he was feeling about the whole thing. Since Miri had never thought about it from the perspective of a pet, rather than a master, she didn't quite know what it would be like for him. 『ιт's ℓσvεℓιиεss ｡ιиcяεαsεs｡; ιт ωιℓℓ ↣иεvεя↤ ραss ιитσ иσтнιиɡиεss』 |Outfit - [Casual]| |Mood - [Happy & Relaxed]| |Current Location - [Bar/Den]|
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 2:57 pm
"Oh well that sounds...simple." she replied after listening to Cleo's story. She took another bite of her sandwich eating and chewing at her own pace. People always told her she was one to eat slow but that was only because she enjoyed the bursts of flavor from her food. Food, along with music, was something she adored.
Dahlia heard Cleo ask her how she had gotten there and she smiled, covering up the slight sadness she felt from being handed down like a pet in the first place. Being immortal and growing slowly certainly made her meet many people, some she preferred she hadn't. "I was brought here. I'm immortal, I grow slower than normal humans." she started to explain. Dahlia scoffed, "It seems that humans, along with having a short life-span, have shallow hearts. After my 'parents' passed away, I was passed along from relative to relative and somehow ended up here. I suppose my family got tired of dealing with me." She smiled, turning her gaze towards Cleo. "I'm not exactly sure what type of immortal I am. I never got a chance to clear that up for myself. It will just be added as another mystery of the world for me." she said before turning back to her sandwich.
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