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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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 Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 8:49 am
Lenore sighs, exasperated, and flops down in a chair at the table. "Emme, come on!" she says. "You should at least let us help, especially since you made dinner!"
Emme shakes her head, putting her tiny fists on her hips and staring up at Lenore with her huge eyes. "Emme no letting Mistresses do her work. Yous be sitting down and relaxing. Emme take care of the rest. Drinks your drink, Mistress Lenore." Her squeaking voice makes Lenore cringe a little.
"You know, most house elves would listen to me," Lenore grumbles.
"Emme is not being most house elves," the little elf huffs, and turns back to the cabinet holding the china.
Meanwhile, Damien returns Rhiannon's hug. "Le melon, melamin," he replies, stroking her back a moment. "Don't worry. I think my mums will be in the kitchen until we are ready to go in there. You can take however long you wish."
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 8:15 am
Damien's assumption is very correct in the fact that Eirnae has no interest in breaking up the presumably sweet moment that is going on in the sitting room right now. She much prefers to walk into the kitchen and observe the brief spat, if it could be called that, between Emme and Lenore with a half smirk and crossed arms. "Emme, you've never been like most house elves," she chimes in as the wide-eyed wonder that has made the kitchen of the manor her domain opens up the cabinet and scans the china stored within. "It's part of your charm."
"Mistresses' sweetling talk no change Emme mind," the house elf announces tartly, spotting the serving bowl that she wants and lifting it through magical means.
"Emme, you wound me," Eirnae teases as she walks over to stand by Lenore.
"Emme bandage later," is the reply, to which the barely clad moon elf chuckles merrily while sliding an arm over Lenore's shoulders.
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Kamus isn't quite sure what to make of all this cuddling and softly spoken words, so he twists and flops his head between the legs of the love birds, hissing in his confusion with a wriggle of his tail. What was he supposed to do now? He certainly couldn't join in, mostly because he senses that his Master wouldn't appreciate it.
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 9:19 am
Rhiannon nestled into Damien, letting his scent fill her nose, hungrily soaking up his affection before his mother's returned. Her nerves had completely left her now, and she felt content, glad that this visit had been arranged. She let him go finally, a hand lingering on his arm, squeezing it with her fingers, a kiss on his cheek near his scales.
'I'm good now. Let's not leave them waiting too long. I don't want your mother's thinking I'm rude, and ruin my good impression.' she chuckled a little.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 3:56 pm
Lenore wants so badly to grumble about clothes, but it would be cruel, and an empty threat. So, she leans against Eirnae, resigning herself to the fact that she is going to have to learn how to be lazy.
Damien laughs. "Trust me, they wouldn't think you rude. It's a lot to take in right now," he says. He leans in and gives her a kiss on her cheek in return, and then rises to her feet. "However, Emme is probably getting antsy," he holds out his hand to Rhiannon. "Eating might help with your nerves."
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 7:07 pm
Eirnae whispers softly so hopefully only Lenore's keen ears will pick up her words, "What do you say to a picnic tomorrow afternoon? Just you me, and the koi in the pond? We can discuss the arrangements that need to be made for the manor in case Sayuri accepts and wishes to move in, and you can sup on the company." She kisses the fingers of her right hand, then brushes their tips across Lenore's lips. She doesn't want to embarass their son any more then she may already have with any additional nuzzling, as she believes Rhiannon and Damien will be in the dining area any minute now.
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Ah, they were going into the place where the food is served now? Kamus gets back on all fours and turns around one, looking rather anxious. He's never been fond of that room, with the exception of the food that comes to him within it. It's so hard to keep track of who is near his Master and why with the distraction of food!
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