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 Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 11:37 am
Dontee smiles, nodding. "Very much so." He says before resuming walking, approaching a gate outside of the city to find a person await them on their side, holding a pad of paper and a pen of some kind. "Names?" He asks, pointing his pen to Dontee and then Belle. He nods. "I'm Dontee, an old defender... I wish to bring Sarabelle into the city, for she wishes to join us." He nods with a small smile, writing such down. "Very well." He takes a step closer to the gate to knock on it before stepping aside as it slowly opens. "Welcome." He says before looking down to continue writing. Dontee grabs Belle's hand and tugs her through the gate into the city, feeling that she may be overwhelmed slightly by the sudden appearance of the city behind the gate coming into perception, it holding define and elegant details. He lets go of her hand when they passed through the gate and glances around. "Alright... perhaps you want a place to rest?" He asks.- - - - - - - - - - - - Alexander begins to hear hatchling dragon noises further into one end of the tunnel. He removes his sword, beginning to step towards it, but then halts, looking to his blade to frown and shake his head before putting away his sword. "Something's not right... those noises, while sounding as if dragon hatchlings... they hold no presence... my sword should be a bit responsive to dragons, but... it's not responding." He says before pulling out the rag, looking to the black substance on it with a raised eyebrow. "... though, this is."
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 8:04 pm
♥ sαяαвєℓℓє ғαч σ'םєαя
Sarabelle snapped out of it enough to walk alongside Dontee, although she really wasn't fully paying attention to where she was going. If it wasn't for her natural born grace, she probably would have ran right into Dontee when he stopped walking. When they did stop however, she looked up at the man who was asking for their names, just nodding with a small smile when Dontee told the man her name. She watched as the man with the notepad and pen knocked on the gate and it slowly opened, her eyes trained for a moment on the man who seemed to be consistently scribbling on his notepad before her eyes fell on the city that lie behind the gate.
She didn't gape and her eyes didn't get wide, but she just stood there, and stared, barely noticing she was being dragged through the gates by Dontee. She had never seen a place so beautiful and right now she was just so overwhelmed by the fact that she was here and how amazing it was that it was all too much for her tired self to take. It was too amazing. When Dontee spoke again however, she snapped out of it, looking dazed for a split second before she remembered where she was, why she was there, and who she was with. And Dontee's words only to seemed to bring back that deep exhaustion that had been put at bay by the splendor of the city.
Ya, a place to rest would be ideal. she said softly, the tiredness seemingly returning to her eyes as she yawned again. Her body felt a bit heavy, like she didn't want to walk anymore, which was true at this point, but she just glanced up at Dontee, hoping he'd know where to go from there. She was just kind of ignoring how amazing this place was for the time being so she could focus on getting herself into a bed or something before she just passed out.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 11:33 am
Dontee nods. "Aright then." He walks her to an inn, which, upon entering, had an elegant appearance to it... like it was more a high class hotel, rather than a casural inn. The innkeeper looked to Dontee and Belle as they entered nodding before asking what he could do for them. Dontee smiles, putting his hands into his pocket. "Yes, I'd like a room." He says, pulling a small bag of coins from him pocket and setting it on the tabel. The man opens it to find it be full of gold coins. He looks to Dontee to nod, but only accepted 3 gold coins from the bag. Dontee places the bag back into his left pocket before taking a key from the innkeeper and walking Belle to the room. He unlocks the door and pushes it open to reveal the room wasn't merely a single-room... that it was about the size of a single stroy mansion. The main room consisting of one half being a living room, and the other being a large kitchen... and a hallway branching off from the half consisting of the living room. Dontee walks in to shrug his shoulders. "If I remember correctly, there's a couple bedrooms here... you can rest in the master bedroom, which also has a bathroom in it. Master bedroom should be the last door to the right of the hallway. The end of the hall is a walk-in cloest... holds towels and blankets and such." He says as he sits on the living room's couch. He shrugs his shoulders. "I'll be around the house. We'll go up and get you a part of the defenders when you're well-rested."
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 11:33 am
♥ sαяαвєℓℓє ғαч σ'םєαя
Belle smiled gently and followed Dontee, her usually light and soundless footsteps thudding tiredly as she walked. Sarabelle simply watched curiously as Dontee led her to an inn, where he payed the innkeeper for a room. She was very grateful since this place was extremely fancy and she didn't have as much as a penny in her pockets. Belle's eyes widened slightly again when she saw the room they were staying in, seeing that it was nothing like she'd expected it to be. She'd stayed in a lot of hotels and she expected this one to be similar to those, except much more luxurious. However, this one was gigantic. Woah. she muttered almost inaudibly under her breath, amazed by the span and beauty of the room.
When Dontee started explaining where to go, Belle looked to him and nodded, smiling a bit more. Thanks so much, for everything. she said gently before she disappeared down the hallway to the last door on the right. When she opened it, she was greeted by a large bedroom with a huge, comfy looking bed. Shutting the door behind her, she went to lie down on the bed, just to test it out real quick. She was going to take off her shoes and actually crawl under the blankets, but she rested a bit too long and fell asleep on top of the blankets almost immediately, shoes still on and backpack still on her back.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 11:56 am
Dontee lies back on the couch, kicking the shoes off, but leaving on the socks. He then closes his eyes a bit as he rested on the couch, though he sits up before falling asleep. "Guess I should get some sleep too..." He thought as he stood and walks down the hall and going into the second room to the left, entering the smaller bedroom, leaving the door open as so Belle may be able to find him once she is ready... He cared little over his own privacy, for he had plenty of it throughout his life… though, it’d be a different story if he assumed other people wouldn’t be comfortable walking in on him, but him sleeping isn’t anything that would be uncomfortable to walk in on. He places items on him in a small dresser by the bed before getting into the bed and falling asleep atop of the covers, still dressed... except without shoes, though he still had his black socks on.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 7:16 pm
♥ sαяαвєℓℓє ғαч σ'םєαя
Belle didn't wake up until about 10 AM the next morning, which was much later than she would ever normally sleep, but but the bed had been so comfortable and she had been so exhausted, and rather content as well last night. There wasn't any restless thoughts bouncing around in her head to keep her awake for once. Sitting up in bed and realizing she hadn't even gotten her shoes off last night, or her backpack, she laughed lightly to herself, slipping both her shoes and backpack off. Standing up off the bed and stretching out, she glanced towards the bathroom, deciding a shower sounding like a good idea. Rummaging through her bag, she found the clean pair of undergarments, jeans, and tee that she had in there and set them on the bed so she could get changed later. She then headed to the bathroom, and after finding a towel, she shut the door behind her, undressed, and got into the shower to clean up.
Once she finished her shower, the warm water and clean feeling making her feel so much better, she got out and wrapped the towel around her waist after drying off her long blonde hair. She let it hang over her shoulders and went back out into the main part of the bedroom, making sure the bedroom door was locked before she finished drying off and put on her clean clothes. Once she was done cleaning up, she unlocked the bedroom door and reentered the hallway, flicking on a light. Dontee? she called out as she reentered the living room they had walked through the night before. Waiting to see if she would hear a response from him or not, she walked over to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door to see if there was anything inside, she was starving. Her exhaustion from last night had made her completely forget that she hadn't eaten barely anything yesterday.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 3:11 pm
Dontee sat up slightly from his bed, hearing Belle awake and tun a shower. He lets out a small yawn before exiting his bed, grabbing the items in the dresser and restoring them to where he had taken them off of himself. He then nods before closing the door and walking into the bathroom, merely to wash his face and wake up more.
After a few minutes in the bathroom, he exits it and the room to hear Belle asking for him from the living room area. "Yes, sorry. I went to sleep in the guest bed..." He says as he emergies from the hallway into the living room as she opens the fridge to find it full of some fresh food. He tilts his head slightly, for he himself was a bit hungery and was wondering himself what to eat/make.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 3:27 pm
♥ sαяαвєℓℓє ғαч σ'םєαя
Belle smiled brightly upon seeing that the refrigerator was fully stocked with fruits, drinks, some other assortments of food.. and oh, eggs. Eggs sounded really good to her right then. Hearing Dontee walking in the room and saying he had been in the guest bedroom, she turned around to face him and smiled. That's alright, good morning. You want some eggs? I make a mean omelet. she said with a grin, pulling out the carton of eggs, cheese for her own omelet, and some veggies to cut up and put into the omelet. She started slicing the veggies and got out a pan, putting it on the stove and letting it heat up while she waited for Dontee's response.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:14 pm
Dontee smiles, nodding. "Sure... and thanks." He says, watching with an eyebrow raised as she begun to prepare an omelet. He chuckles a bit, rubbing the back of his head. "To be honest... I'm not quite sure how to make an omelet myself... because, I don't work too much with eggs."
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 9:14 pm
♥ sαяαвєℓℓє ғαч σ'םєαя
Sarabelle smiled at Dontee as she beat her eggs in a bowl, then poured them into the pan, a slight sizzle coming from the pan once the eggs hit the hot surface. She let it cook a little before adding cheese and the veggies, along with a few spices she found in the cabinet. This place was well stocked and her stomach was growling at her. She laughed gently when he said he didn't know how to make an omelet himself, keeping an eye on her cooking omelet. It really isn't that hard, the hardest part is knowing when to fold it over and doing it properly. Just takes practice. she said, glancing at him for a moment when a grin before she folded her omelet over. What do you want on yours? she asked as she let her omelet cook a little more, gesturing with her free hand to the leftover veggies, cheese, and the spices in the cabinet. She smiled a bit and took her omelet out of the pan, placing it on one of the two plates she had grabbed. She then started mixing up his eggs, waiting for his response.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 11:21 pm
Dontee watched, still with an eyebrow raised. "Well... it looks hard to me... because... well, I'm more of a 'hands-on' cooker... and eggs aren't much... able to handle with my hands." He says with a small smile. He then glances over the choices, bringing a hand to his chin slightly before shrugging his shoulders. "Hm... I.... don't much know, to be honest... I don't eat very many breakfast human foods." He finally admits, looking down slightly and scratching the back of his head.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 11:45 pm
♥ sαяαвєℓℓє ғαч σ'םєαя
Belle laughed lightly at him again, not in a mocking way, but just in a friendly way. She found it interesting that he didn't know much about breakfast, but that was alright, she was a pro. Grinning as she poured his eggs into the pan with a small sizzle, she tossed some cheese and a few other veggies into the omelet. She made sure it wouldn't be too strong of a taste or anything, so hopefully he would like it. When the omelet was finished a few minutes later, she flipped it out onto a plate and turned off the stove, handing him the plate. Well, try this then. It's pretty basic, just has some cheese and a few veggies, nothing too flavorful. she said with a smile, grabbing her plate and setting it at the small kitchen table. She then went to the refrigerator and poured herself a glass of water, getting out another glass for him and setting it on the counter next to him. He could handle getting his own drink. She then walked over to the table and cut up her omelet, smiling contently as she began to eat it, her angry stomach relaxing a bit.
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 12:20 pm
Dontee watched her carefully as she made an omelet, seemingly with ease. When she handed him the plate with his omelet, he looks at it for a moment, before taking the glass she placed on the counter and fills it with water... without ice. He didn't ever much need ice, unless the beverage is too hot to safely drink. He sat across from Belle, seeing she had cut up the omelet and began eating. He looks down at it before cutting a piece off with a fork and brings it to his nose to sniff it a little, and then places it in his mouth. He chewed it a little before swallowing and then thinking about what he had just ate. After a few seconds he nods and continues eating with a smile. "Hm, it's different... in a good way." He says, seeming to not much have the words to say what he thinks of the omelet, though obviously likes it.
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 9:22 pm
♥ sαяαвєℓℓє ғαч σ'םєαя
Belle continued to eat her omelet, but watched Dontee out of the corner of her eye as he started to cut up his. When he kind of inspected a bite before eating it, she grinned a bit, hoping that this would be something he would like. When he determined that it was interesting, but in a good way, she laughed a bit and smiled softly, saying Well, I'm glad you like it. She takes a sip of her water and leans back for a moment, really taking in the room around her for a second. Everything's so luxurious and decorative here. she commented lightly, glancing at Dontee as she refocused her attention on her omelet, popping another bite in her mouth.
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 10:09 pm
Dontee he nods slightly, eating a bit more of the omelet. He then smiles, swallowing the food in his mouth. "Yes, well, it was made by Chaim himself... the leader of the defenders. Though, I don't know if he's around or not... so I can't gaurentee you'll meet him for awhile." He says before looking back down to the omelet to continue eating.((Sorry it's a short post, had to go. sweatdrop ))
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