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 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 5:01 pm
ҪнɭσӚ ϐӚηηӚʈʈ
тʜӚ ώӚɼӚɭɪση Chloe titled her head to one side in consideration. She wanted to laugh at that. He was so naive. He believed that people wouldn't hurt just because they wanted to? Just because they could? Chloe'd been stripped of that kind of innocence and naivety at a young age. But he was older than she was and he still had it. Life would change that about him.
In response, Chloe stood up as straight as she could. While she was in this form, her body seemed to want to crouch down all on its own. She didn't like the tone of his voice. He was speaking like you would to a small, stubborn child.
"Don't patronize me," she hissed. Her voice was exotic. It reminded you of the heat. Of the blazing sun, the endless sand that made up the desert. It also reminded you of chili peppers and salsa, as if she would taste spicy if you were to kiss her. Only this kitty didn't want to be kissed.
Then Chloe felt a prickly down her spine. It was the feeling she always got when she was being watched. Her eyes flicked around, trying to see if another being had joined the little meeting. She saw none, but then her eyes caught something silver.
She turned her head and saw a security camera bolted into a tree aimed at them. The little blinking light told them that it was on. Another roar came from her throat as she leapt up into the tree. Her claws smashed through the camera, leaving only a small broken edge attached to the tree.
||ooc: I have to go now. Bye||
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 5:05 pm
((aw, sad. sad ))  Steven Pearson Steven felt like he usually did, when he was imprisoned by the government--watched. He didn't show any sign that he was being watched. "I'm not," he stated, his smirk disappearing, back into his poker face.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 5:34 pm
 ♪ T a r a Ω P o r t e r ♪ The demon laughed as the image was distorted, rewinding what had been recorded to the very last fraction of a moment before pausing it. She looked at the image in utter amusement, particularly because of how incredibly peeved the young lady was in the shot. Well, it was obvious she was not entirely human. In fact, she reminded Tara of the werewolf under her care, Amaya. Except this one was much more cat-like in a sense. Another breed of lycanthrope then? Either way, it was a rather entertaining view that she kept in her memory, just in case said person decided to try her luck and enter. Of course, if blood was shed, that would also force the demonic millionaire into action granted the circumstance. So with the visual gone, she heightened up the other sensors int he area so she could still hear them, but not see them. It would be quite interesting if every small detail was looked over by the feral intruder, but the demon always had a few tricks up her sleeve just in case.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:59 am
ҪнɭσӚ ϐӚηηӚʈʈ
тʜӚ ώӚɼӚɭɪσηChloe climbed back down the tree, her claws leaving small marks in the bark. She still had the feeling that they were being observed, but there were no more cameras around. That meant that they were being observed by--for lack of a better term--magic. And there was nothing to be done about magic except to kill the source, and even that might affect the magic in a bad way.
So, Chloe just ignored it. For now. She stalked back to man, but stopped when she was still out of arms reach. Her gold eyes searched his face, but could find nothing through the blank expression. Like she'd said before, he had a good poker face.
"What do you want?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 2:56 pm
 Ava looked up and smiled at Tara. "You'd know if there were any problems here. So...what's that you have there anyways?" She asked looking at the little device in Tara's hand.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 5:18 pm
Steven Pearson Steven shrugged. "Nothing really, I'm just finding out who was over here, but if you don't want me around, fine," he turned around, waved, and slowly started walking away. He wanted to give her time to see if there was any reaction.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:49 pm
♪ T a r a Ω P o r t e r ♪ "This little thing?" Tara lifted up the handheld gadget so that her pet could get a closer look at it. "I had it designed for surveillance purposes. With it, I can access any electronic security system to watch over my entire estate among other factors. It's quite handy at times." She explained with a grin, leaving out the fact it was not just meant for only one specific system, although she figured Ava was imaginative to figure that part out. "Due to my line of work, I have several places that need watching over. This is designed to make my job easier more or less."
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 6:00 pm
Ava pulled something out of the oven. "Ahh pretty and smart" She remarked with a chuckle. She got out a plate and served Tara cheese enchiladas. (fff I'm not craving stuff I swear...ok I liez) "Hope you're hungry after that little...chase was it?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 7:48 pm
♪ T a r a Ω P o r t e r ♪ ((Lawl))
"Merely a trick of the trade dear pet. One of several you may end up learning one day." The demon winked, obviously pleased by the compliment. She knew those words were quite truthful, although when they would come into play would be up to debate. However, those thoughts were wiped away when Ava brought the enchiladas. Tara nodded in response to Ava's question, testing some of the dish before lighting up cheerfully. The still hot food practically melted in her mouth much to her delight. "Delicious. Who knew you had such a talent for other styles of cooking?" After a moment's pause to take another bite, she looked back to her only human servant. "Can something be sent for both Damian and Amaya? I'd watch out for the former though, I have a strong feeling he's in a bad mood." She requested, disliking the idea of them not having any decent food yet. It would be a waste of such skill otherwise.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:19 am
ҪнɭσӚ ϐӚηηӚʈʈ
тʜӚ ώӚɼӚɭɪσηChloe watched the man walk away. She knew that she should feel glad that he was going without a fight. She knew that she should feel glad that he wouldn't make trouble for her. But she didn't feel glad. When she realized this, she tried to figure out a reason why. She didn't like any of them. Whatever the reason, Chloe still called out, "Wait. I'm sorry."
She opened her mouth to add something else, but stopped when a scent of food drifted to her from the house. She knew that smell. Chicken, cheese, onions, chili peppers, garlic powder. They all added up to one thing: enchiladas. Chloe's mother had made enchiladas all the time. Before she'd been killed.
Chloe could picture her mother in kitchen, smiling as she pulled the Mexican dish out of the oven. The image was so strong that she had to rub her eyes to get it out of her head. As she was doing this, she finally lost the strength to hold her lycanthrope shape. She fell to her knees and felt her body go back to her regular human shape. She was just so tired.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 2:17 pm
Steven Pearson Steven turned around, and saw that the lycan was now in human form. "Are...you okay?" He asked, taking a few steps closer.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 6:13 pm
(Ewie onions...my mom loves me and leaves out onions in our enchiladas ^^; And there's no chicken in cheese enchiladas lol)
Ava thought about it. "You think they'd both like the enchiladas? Or should I make them something else?" She asked. Could wolf people eat normal food? And what about vampires? She blushed, she felt so foolish stereotyping them. (Wait Tara was asking Ava to make them something right? xP)
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:47 pm
♪ T a r a Ω P o r t e r ♪ ((Yeah, you got it right.))
"I'm sure they wouldn't mind them. If I had to take a guess, something with meat is probably preferred." She mused, having about as much of a clue as Ava did when it came to what those two liked. It was usually not in her interest to ask such things. Tara leaned up, lightly pecking Ava's cheek playfully. "Don't worry your pretty little head over it hun, I doubt anyone would feel picky about what you make them at all."
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 1:08 am
Ava giggled. "Ok, just one more question, where are their rooms?" She asked as she served two more plates.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 11:30 am
ҪнɭσӚ ϐӚηηӚʈʈ
тʜӚ ώӚɼӚɭɪση||ooc: Oh. I thought they were chicken and cheese enchiladas. My bad||
Chloe sat there on the ground, rubbing her eyes until it was almost painful. She shook her head. "No. No, I'm not all right," she muttered. If you'd known her, you'd appreciate how hard it was for her to admit this. "I'm just so tired," Chloe whispered, not even caring if he could hear her.
Chloe felt like crying. She felt like lying in the grass and crying her eyes out the way she used to when she was a little girl. She wanted her mom to hold her and make whatever was wrong all better. She wanted to cry and go home. But she didn't. Chloe didn't cry and she couldn't go home. And her mom was dead. That was the reality of it.
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