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 Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 5:24 am
 Gerard Thomas Micheals "Master Gerard, you should introduce yourself as well." the doctor said. Gerard looked at the doctor and sighed. "Gerard Thomas Micheals." He said calmly. He called the butler and ordered him to show Kiba a room.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 5:45 am
 Kiba W. Crimson
Kiba looked over at Gerard for the first time when he introduced himself. He figured this vampire guy must be have a lot of money to have a doctor and a butler. He thought Gerard must have a habit of sighing because he was constantly hearing the sound coming from his direction. Getting up carefully because of the pain he followed the butler to the room he was going to be staying in. ((Guess this rp is on a long pause))
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 10:14 pm
((this rp is not going to continue is it? I'm assuming no))
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 10:22 pm
Gerard Thomas Micheals "Master Gerard is a famous Patisserie." A butler said. Gerard cast an annoyed glance at the butler. "He did not need to know that Alfred." He said. Gerard walked to his room and looked out the window. The sun bout to rise, he shut the thick black velvet curtains. (Sorry, I've been busy with other RPs and reviving a guild of mine... I will try to post more frequently from now on.)
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 10:44 pm
Kiba W. Crimson
Kiba thought Gerard's job as a famous Patisserie would fit as one of the life time jobs that will make people rich. Hearing about someone's else job had him wandering if he was going to stay poor, homeless werewolf that is fated to live on the street for the rest of his life. After pulling the covers down he laid down on the bed then pulled the cover up to his shoulder. Trying to clear his mind he waited to drift back to sleep.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 11:22 pm
Gerard Thomas Micheals Gerard climbed into his red velvet curtained canopy bed and pulled the curtains closed. As soon as the sun he fell fast asleep, not to be awakened until night fall. He sighed in his sleep. Having to work again that night he was dreaming of new creations he could make.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 4:43 am
Kiba W. Crimson
Kiba woke up mid-day when he stomach started to cause him pain from hunger and hearing it growl for the third time. He pulled the cover down and climbed out of bed. He wasn't in as much pain as he was earlier and he could bear it as he left the room. He sniffed the air to locate the kitchen, but he had no clue what he wanted to eat when he got there because there was too much of an option than he was used to.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 5:14 am
Kiba W. Crimson
"I'll figure it out when I get there" Kiba quietly to himself and hoped he didn't run into the butler. He followed nose to locate the kitchen and to him it felt like took forever to get there. "This place is certainly big" he commented he walked over to the fridge to take out some food.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 3:05 am
Kiba W. Crimson
Kiba spent half an hour eating enough food straight from the fridge to for the rest of the day. He returned to the room he was sleeping in, his full stomach distracting him from the pain. He pulled the covers his head and slept to the night time when he was hungry again.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 5:30 am
Gerard Thomas Micheals Night came and Gerard woke, dressed and walked to the kitchen. He was testing his new ideas. Smiling, the vampire mixed up a homemade chocolate cake. He even made the frosting. He wasn't all that surprised the smell the wolf scent from earlier. Why did he bring the wolf here? Why didn't he just let it die? He sighed and looked at the stuff he had written down. Damn! He out of cherry pudding mix. He sighed. "Alfred!" He called. The butler appeared next to him and he sent him out to get the pudding mix. Sighing, he went to go wake the wolf. Finding the wolf's room, from the scent, he knocked on the door. "Kiba, are you up?" He asked. ((Sorry about not replying. I've been grounded, and sick.))
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 8:35 am
Kiba W. Crimson
Kiba's ears twitched at the knocking sound and Gerard's voice then woke he started to wake up. He pulled the cover down and rubbed the back of his head after sitting up. "Yes, I'm up" he answered a linger of sleepiness in voice then climbed out of bed and opened the door.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 4:57 am
Gerard Thomas Micheals "Are you hungry? I've got some food cooking. Pastries, mostly. Testing out some new ideas for the restaurant." He said smiling. The reminded him, the cake would be ready soon. The scent did waft through the house though, he could smell it and it smelled delicious. He stretched and smiled slightly. He was in a rather good mood after sleeping well and baking. ((I just realized, my character's pick reminds me of Sasuke. ))
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:20 am
Kiba W. Crimson
The mention of food and the smell of it got Kiba to waken up all the way with a smile on his face. "Well, certainly I'm hungry" having a hard time containing his excitement getting to eat pastries. He was trying to not to misbehave and end up on this vampire's bad side and vise-versa. He left the doorway from of his room hurried over to the kitchen ready to eat.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 9:08 am
Gerard Thomas Micheals Gerard smiled and walked down to the kitchen. He pulled the cake out of the oven and set it aside to cool, so he could frost it. He put some of the food in front of Kiba and smiled. "Enjoy." He said. He didn't really eat solid foods unless he had to.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 9:20 am
Kiba W. Crimson
Kiba inhaled the smell of the food set in front of him deeply then picked up his fork after remembering what it was used for. He knew this meal wasn't going to be his last, but he couldn't eating that way once he got the hang of using the fork.
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