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((Oh, umm...has it really been there the whole time? That worries me even more that I didn't see it. ;^.^ Well, I really like this RP even though all Kane is doing is bugging and annoying Teishi. It's actually pretty cute. I just hope I'm not slowing anything down by not being so aware of stuff...))

❤ Kane~Cherub ❤

Staring at the boy's back with his hands on his hips as he walked away, Kane thought to himself, 'Cute...still not as cute as me, though.' After all, Kane prided himself on his looks just about as much as he prided himself on his skills in dancing. Both of them had been important when he'd had to fend for himself out on the streets. If he hadn't been so cute and talented, Kane wondered whether or not he would still be alive to that day. It always made him grateful for how far he'd gotten on his own, but sometimes he wished that he had someone to go through all of it with him; some company. Remembering that he had only been talking to to the boy in the first place to distract himself from boredom, Kane kind of regretted letting him go like that. Although he was never one to admit it, Kane was somewhat dependent on other people for his own happiness; for some reason, he was never happy by himself unless he was preparing to meet someone else. Since he was so new in the house, he had neither Clients nor friends, and a sudden pang of loneliness in his heart made itself quite apparently.

Looking down at the carpet sadly, Kane wondered what he should do to keep himself occupied. Until he was finally gifted with a Client of his own, he wouldn't have any real work to do, like perfecting a specific type of dance or fixing his clothing and makeup to suit his suitor's tastes. That was what he would always prefer doing, getting himself ready to entertain a special man, but until he was actually given someone to cater to, he would just have to try and make himself desirable enough to be chosen in the first place. Although he was good at what he did, he knew that the other Companions had also been chosen for their outstanding skills; there would certainly be some competition, but knowing that only fired Kane up even more. Hearing his stomach growl, Kane smiled and blushed a little, thinking that it would be a good idea to grab something to eat. Thinking about food made him think about dancing, since he usually tried to exercise after every meal and even after snacks, to ensure that almost nothing he ate turned into fat. Of course, he knew there was a delicate balance between being skinny and being too skinny, so he always made sure he ate just enough and danced just enough, so that he would be soft without becoming flabby. While it was important to look good, it was always important to feel good to a Client's touch.

As he skipped lightly down the halls on his own, pleated edges of his short underskirt bouncing at his sides, Kane wondered what most of the other Companions were doing at the time. Was he the only one in the house that spent most of his time alone? The only one who had neither a friend nor a Client to pass the hours with? Although he'd only really met that one boy, he knew that there were many other Companions living throughout the house. So why did the halls all seem so quite to him? He had seen the doors to their rooms, heard their voices around corners, and heard the Madam speak of them from time to time. Of course, there had to be if they were to have Clients. Sighing dreamily, Kane wondered when he would get his own Client. He knew that, in the end, it would be up to the Madam whether or not he would be displayed to anyone in particular, but he was still rather anxious to get something up and running. After all, until he started earning his keep, he would feel indebted to the Madam, which was not a feeling he liked.

Finally arriving at his destination, Kane looked around the kitchen to gain his bearings. It was larger than any other kitchen he'd ever been in, which made sense seeing how poor he'd been before coming to the mansion. For the most part he'd lived in cheap hotels and the backstage areas of some performance houses. If things ever really got bad he was always welcomed back at the homeless shelter, but he preferred even staying at the houses of strangers to that. Even though the people there seemed nice enough, he always felt so...out of place. As if there was no way in the world for him to either understand or accept their kindness. However, he felt now that he would never have to worry about putting up with such things again. Now he had a job and a real purpose in life. It was all thanks to the Madam, which was probably why Kane wanted so badly to be able to repay her. It was either that or Stockholm Syndrome; Kane didn't really care which. Kane wasn't the type to care why he felt a certain way, so long as it didn't conflict with his general interests. Checking the pantry, Kane saw many different types of things, some of which he'd never seen before. Finally finding his way to the fruit, he took a banana and a bottle of water before heading out.

((Thank you. smile I'm glad I finally managed to post again. I'll probably go back and enhance it a little bit. >.> I just don't like letting my character float around.))

Break away from everybody, break away from everything.

If you can't stand the way this place is, take yourself to higher places.

((A few of them,yes.As I can keep up a few short-posting ones,but my mom's thinking I spend too much time rp-ing. I'm also giving up some in the other guilds I'm in. Hopefully, my time will be extended again,but I doubt it will be anytime soon.))

~ ていし Teishi~ Dustry Chevalier

The sound of the flute finally died down as Teishi came to a stop as he came to the stairs. All the time that he had spent talking to the other boy had seemed to make him forget what floor he was on, and where he was going to go, or what he had intended. Had he been so fixed on their conversation that he possibly forgot? The young boy shook his head furiously, shaking the idea out of his head. Of course he hadn't forgotten! He had just... Oh, he had forgotten. He had also gotten lost in the moment, something that he rarely ever did before.

He finally decided to go downstairs, since he wanted to go back to his room. At least Teishi remembered what room number he had, eight was it? Yes, it was definitely eight he decided as he flew down the stairs toward the fourth floor. Coming down from the seventh floor, it had really begun to dawn on him how tall the building was. In order to make it to his room faster in hopes of not running into the boy or another Companion again, Teishi began to skip steps as he literally ran down the stairs.

He arrived at his room, and opened it to find it perfectly in order. It seemed that nobody went through anybody else's room, since his bed was still the same mess that he had left it in. It was his first matter of business; clean his room. It would be a disgrace for somebody to walk in here and see how messy it was, especially since he was trying to prove himself to The Madame, so he instantly went about to make his bed. That's all he did for about ten minutes. Tuck and fold, tuck and fold, tuck and fold, spread and tuck, fold, tuck, fold. There was so much tucking and folding that his head began to hurt, but he ignored the pain and kept on going.

After finally finishing, Teishi realized how easy it was to make a bed. Being able to suppress painful memories, he had accidentally forgotten much of his past, so he had 'forgotten' how to make a bed. But after watching so many people do it from TV or spying on people through windows, he had a general idea on how to live a normal life, so that he could throw others off if he wanted to. That's when he realized how much he had let that other boy know, and that made him quite upset. He had some older boy, someone that he didn't know, know more about him than any other person besides the Madame! Teishi slapped himself in the forehead as he walked into the closet. He looked through all of the clothes inside, just to see what was in there. He already knew, but he had a tendency of double checking. When he realized that it was just a waste of his time, he plopped down besides a window and literally dozed off.

((Haha!!! I finally made a long post! I'm so proud of myself! (Not really... but yeah... )))

OOC:

LOOK! I made the pictures for Aya's room!

They're just rough black/white line prints, but it helps get a general feel for how it's set up!

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AYA'S ROOM: http://i45.tinypic.com/2a4vmt5.png
Aya's bedroom (this is the layout) is actually comprised of three small rooms, closet, and a bathroom. The design of each room is different in decor and style.

BATHROOM: http://i48.tinypic.com/2588e81.png
The bathroom is like any standard bathroom. It possesses both a walk-in shower with misted glass up to the upper stomach, and a deep sunken bath which can easily allow a person to soak up to their chin. There is a linen cabinet present for towels and sheets, a toilet, and a cabinet/counter with sink and large mirror.
This room is accessible only from the bedroom.

CLOSET: http://i47.tinypic.com/dpu2ih.png
Aya's Walk-In closet holds every scrap of clothing save socks and underwear (which are in the dresser in his bedroom). Shirts, Pants, Kimono, Coats, Hats, Belts, Ties, Shoes, Boots, Slippers, Pajamas, Sweaters... all are hung up neatly in the overly large closet. There is also a 3-way mirror and a dressing screen (to give privacy if trying something on to model for someone else). His hamper is also located, out of the way, in the closet.
This room is accessible only from the bedroom.

JAPANESE ROOM: http://i49.tinypic.com/2ihm5u0.png
The first room one enters when coming into Aya's domain, is decorated in a very traditional Edo style of Japan. Complete with tatami mats and a low table with kotatsu and cushions. There is a cabinet section which holds various items (including a futon) and a sink which can double as a tea prep station since he has an electric hot water maker on the cabinet. In one corner, there is also a small shrine akin to the one his family has in their onsen at home.
Done in earthy tones of tan, brown, and green.
This room is accessible from the hallway outside, the library/study, and the bedroom.

BEDROOM: http://i46.tinypic.com/28lqcjk.png
Aya's bedroom has a slight gothic feel to the decor. There is a large king-sized canopy bed with sheets (and canopy) of deep burgendy. All of the wood is a dark oak, except the black cedar trunk at the foot of his bed. There is a dark oak dresser, matching nightstands, bookcase, and table which houses his stereo. This room also possesses a personal fireplace.
Done in tones of black or burgendy. This is also the only room with windows (heavy burgendy drapes)...
This room is accessible from the Japanese room, closet, and bathroom.

STUDY: http://i50.tinypic.com/mw41p2.png
The Study or LIbrary is filled with books, two whole walls in fact. There is also a light oak desk complete with laptop and a ceramic ashtray (a gift that he uses often). On one side of the room is a large comfortable leather dark brown sofa with a long yet low light oak coffee table. On the other side of the room are two dark brown leather armchairs with a light oak table between them. On the wall nearby is a flatscreen television.
Done in tones of brown and tan and smelling of old books with a hint of cigarettes.
This room is accessible only from the Japanese room.

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