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 Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 9:42 am
((stefis...what about Weekend? We NEED you...the food is taking too long...7.7))
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 3:54 pm
Nicky stood back up and took Aya's bags from her. She motioned for Aya to follow her before she started to walk. 'This is kind of fun.' She thought as she smiled. 'I may injoy this more then I thought.'
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 9:44 pm
((Wow, I'm really sorry that I'm a part of the large (maybe majority?) number of people who haven't posted. At least it's not quite Sunday yet. I'm ahead of curfew, I guess.))
There wasn't any point in denying it, Sasha was tired. Even if Issac had been in a more receiptive mood, she wasn't sure she'd be able to make it down the extra hall the male servants' quarters were located. All she wanted to do was to sleep, curled up in someone's arms, but only sleeping none the less. She toyed with the thought of catching Sam after they'd dropped of their charges. He'd probably be the most willing. She'd even take Alix or Leo (if he was willing to leave Dakota's side for long periods of time). It didn't matter that they were gay. One of them had to be too tired to care.
Relief filled her as the first guest crossed the threshold. It was an attractive girl. It took all of the skill she'd aquired posing for an artist she'd dated not to jump when the clatter of books echoed throughout the hall. She mentally groaned, grateful that she wasn't the one she'd have to take care of tonight. The next boy who entered caught her attention somewhat. He was hot and experienced; Sasha could tell.
And there she was, Anna. One look at her and she couldn't help but mentally whimper. Why did she have to have the misfortune of having the one wide awake?! She fought the urge to rub her temples, trying to figure out how she was supposed to deal with her. Dakota had told her to take her to her room, drop off her stuff and put the letter someplace where she'd find it. If she was awake enough to see where she put it, why didn't Sasha just give the envelope to her? That was it, Sasha didn't care who it was. She was sleeping with someone tonight. This girl was supposed to be belligerent and that was not a reaction she wanted at 3 in the morning. She would need comfort. Even if it was Zenith, she'd take it....well, maybe she'd go to the room next door. That was Yoh's if she remembered right...
After they had all, what seemed like, crawled inside, Sasha tuned out Dakota's welcoming speech. Apparently it was short, because in what seemed like either two hours or less than a minute (she wasn't stiff so she knew it was the latter,) people started moving. She followed suit, quickly reaching the alert girl. Gathering the remaining energy from her coffee, she gave a faint smile, similar to Aerith's, "Hello, you are Anna, right?" She reached out, wrapping her hand around the pole slung over her shoulder. From the quick skimming she'd given her profile, Sasha couldn't recall any money problems, but a girl leaves home for an uncertain amount of time and she only brings a cloth bag on a stick? While she was grateful for the light load, she still thought she was crazy.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 10:47 pm
Feeling someone brush by her, Ainsley automatically turned her head. Her gaze traveled the entire way up the dark pants' orange stripe before she realized it was Lysander. It bothered her that the simple action made her upset, so she converted it into irritability, an easy to come by emotion when she was tired. What now that I'm out of his lap, I'm not important? She silently hated herself for that uncharacteristic act. Fatigue forced her to keep herself from reprimanding herself.
Wanting to stop drawing attention to herself as soon as possible, she returned to her task. As she reached for Stiff by Mary Roach, Ainsley's hair fell over her face, causing her to miss Lye's momentary glance back. Once the books were arranged in a nice tower, she carefully set her backpack on the polished floor and hurriedly stuffed it further with half of the pile. Tucking the remainder under her arm and not caring the shoulder bag didn't close entirely, Ainsley stood before quickly scurrying to Anna's side.
As she listened as closely as her muted brain would allow, her brown eyes travelled from one masked face to the next. One of these were going to take her to her room? She tried to imagine the personality that went with each mask. Gas Mask Man obviously had a since of humor. The Infection Guy was serious (though seeing the firm line of his mouth did help with the assessment.) And she was positive the guy with two-toned mask decorated with gold filigree was gay.
Even though her eyes continued to travel up and down the row of servants, Ainsley zoned out. It was only when the line broke that she realized Dakota was finished. Well, I'll just ask Anna if she said anything important later. As it was nervousness was pushing its way into her tired brain. She chewed on her lip, praying her escprt would come quickly.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 4:15 am
((I'm going to assume that Will has come inside with the others even though Shadow hasn't posted yet. If he still hasn't posted tomorrow then I'll continue and roleplay this part without him.))
Zenith stood silently as the tired guests made their way into the central lobby. They were a curious bunch, by the looks of them. Eventually he saw Will enter, straggling along behind the others. He smiled calmly as he waited for Dakota to finish delivering her welcoming speech. As she spoke, he glanced around the room - Studying the guests' reaction to the ensemble of masked faces which greeted them as they entered the impressive abode. His eyes briefly flickered past Sasha, who seemed deep in thought. He wondered for a moment if there was more to her than he had originally concluded, but dismissed the thought soon enough. He couldn't imagine the woman surprising him with any level of esoterica. He smirked somewhat complacently. He appreciated the way she had not pursued him beyond her initial attempt, but knew this was because she had already labelled him as a stiff. This amused him slightly. She judged people far too superficially.
Once Dakota's speech was over and she had dismissed them before taking her leave, Zenith strode across the marble floor, his formal shoes making a faint click with each step. He came to a stop a few feet away from William, bowing slightly and and gesturing to himself to indicate that he was the one who would be showing him to his room. He took a slight glance at the boy, who was just a little older than himself, and immediately new that Dakota's analysis had been accurate. He smiled thoughtfully, and gestured for Will to follow him. Turning and beginning to head towards the stairs, he silently hoped that it would not take long to have this taken care of. He never did finish that newspaper article.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 4:38 pm
Mortimer was at the tail end of the scraggly troupe of guests, which seemed to fit the profile rather well. Quiet, timid, and bookish. They'd get along just fine, Isaac was sure. Just so long as Mort didn't have a sharp tongue. The medication was wearing off, and there was no chance to take any pills now with the mask on and the guests inside. Uriel's voice returned first.
The kid's a heathen, Isaac. Let's lure him to the bed, let him think it's safe... Light the sheets on fire and lock the door. Put the fear of God in this one! Trial by Fire!
Ulysses couldn't help but tag along.
Not worth it. Mangy mutt couldn't kill a roach if he dropped a house on it. Worry about these other ones. The fiery one, and the street urchin. He meant, of course, Lysander and Anna.
Isaac managed to ignore the pair and stride up to Mortimer and offer his hand for the small boy's belongings after a small bow.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 12:24 pm
((Oh! I'm sorry! My laptop's batteries died, and then my charger broke, and now I have to use the family computer! I won't be able to be on as much as usual! I'm soooo sorry!))
Aya was grateful when the person(she was still unsure if it was male or female and was too tired to worry about it) took her bags from her. She followed her silently, thinking about why they were here in the first place.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 2:07 pm
(its alright stefis. I'm kind of tired of waiting. But I shall be patient and wait for one more day...I'll wait till tomarrow afternoon to change all of this to midday...but beware that its coming.))
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 5:33 pm
((*hides and cowers in fear from Krazy* who do I need to reply to, or what should I post to? ))
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 5:45 pm
Glacial Apocalypse ((I'm going to assume that Will has come inside with the others even though Shadow hasn't posted yet. If he still hasn't posted tomorrow then I'll continue and roleplay this part without him.))
Zenith stood silently as the tired guests made their way into the central lobby. They were a curious bunch, by the looks of them. Eventually he saw Will enter, straggling along behind the others. He smiled calmly as he waited for Dakota to finish delivering her welcoming speech. As she spoke, he glanced around the room - Studying the guests' reaction to the ensemble of masked faces which greeted them as they entered the impressive abode. His eyes briefly flickered past Sasha, who seemed deep in thought. He wondered for a moment if there was more to her than he had originally concluded, but dismissed the thought soon enough. He couldn't imagine the woman surprising him with any level of esoterica. He smirked somewhat complacently. He appreciated the way she had not pursued him beyond her initial attempt, but knew this was because she had already labelled him as a stiff. This amused him slightly. She judged people far too superficially.
Once Dakota's speech was over and she had dismissed them before taking her leave, Zenith strode across the marble floor, his formal shoes making a faint click with each step. He came to a stop a few feet away from William, bowing slightly and and gesturing to himself to indicate that he was the one who would be showing him to his room. He took a slight glance at the boy, who was not much younger than himself, and immediately new that Dakota's analysis had been accurate. He smiled thoughtfully, and gestured for Will to follow him. Turning and beginning to head towards the stairs, he silently hoped that it would not take long to have this taken care of. He never did finish that newspaper article.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 6:12 pm
((sorry, you guys should like nudge me if I'm like totally brain dead and not watching... like Krazy did lol btw GA... Will is 21... ))
Will turned and nodded to Zenith and followed him up the stairs. He was a bit taller than him, and not much younger. He watched as he was sized down, apparently someone had said something about him. He glanced down at Dakota and smiled at her. Once they were up the stairs he spoke to Zenith, "My name is Gregg," he said, "though most people call me Will." He looked around the place and grinned, "Wow," he said, "so you work for Dakota I get that, whats your name?"
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 6:40 pm
Leo watch Alix slip away to the mansion. As soon as he was out of view, Leo slipped off the roof and to the ground, a mere eleven feet below. Leo rolled, to cushion the blow to his knees. He stood silently and walked to Dakota's side. "Why, my Lady! Don't you know how dangerous it is these times? I've heared there is a murderer on the loose!" Leo said, half joking, half serious. Leo sat next to her, still completely alert of everything around them. "It's cold, and it's late, Miss Dakota. We should be inside. It's hard to protect you when you're in the open as so." Leo leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "I didn't hear your conversation with Alix. But, I assume that you were speaking about Steve? I'm very sorry, Dakota. I know it must be hard." Leo looked down at his feet, not knowing what else to say. He sat for a second, then stood, giving a hand to his employer and friend. "But, we have to move on. Because, if we don't, the world will move on without us. C'mon. Let's get you inside and into bed." Leo smiled down to her with his best heart warming smiles. No matter what he said, or how many times he says that he hates people, Leo always loved to help others. Compassion was something he was very good at. That's why he became a cop. That's why he offered his services to Dakota. He loved to protect others, because no one protected him.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 7:24 pm
Nicky walked down the hallways that would lead to the room Aya would have for her stay here at the Manson. She turned one more hall before she stopped at a door. Setting the bags down, she opened the door for Aya and after Aya would enter, Nicky would take the bags in.
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 3:26 pm
Dakota was totally unsupprised to hear Leo drop down. "Yes I realize this but you were looking out for me the whole time so its all good." Dakota listen to him speculate what her and Alix had talked about. "Yea that means now that I have an extra job to do. Looking for a head servant and keeping guests intertained. How could Steven do this to me?" Even though Dakota was joking she still felt sad. She had been kind of close to Steven. She looked up as Leo stood and offered her his hand and his smile. With a smile of her own she accepted his hand and stood. "The world already has moved on without us. This part of the world is dead alseep. Unlike a certain person who will probably not fall asleep again tonight." Dakota sighed. She had been so excited that she'd been running on few hours of sleep. It looked as if she would be doing it again.
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 5:59 pm
Yoh stared at the guests through the slits in his mask. He approached the tallest one and spoke to him. "So, you are Lysander." It wasn't a question. He knew his business, unlike some of the other workers. Without another word, he picked up the boy's suitcases, but left the bass guitar case alone. Personally, if he owned a guitar, he wouldn't let anyone touch it, so he left the instrument alone, and motioned for the boy to pick it up. Then he turned to leave. "Follow me, please." And he began to walk away towards the stairs.
~!~
Anna stared at the woman blankly. She was determined not to show it, but 30 minutes of sleep was not helping her awake and aware-ness. Mentally shaking herself into a more conscious state, she nodded. If she'd tried to form words, she would have given away her actual mental captivity, and said something like 'phlegarhhlemagh.' And that would have been awkward.
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