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 Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2016 9:47 am
♆ ❝Ⓚⓔⓘⓡⓞⓝ Ⓐⓒⓗⓜⓔⓣⓗⓐ❞ ♆
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"Sickly little boys sometimes become powerful men." The man would glance back at her, nodding to her as he exhaled lightly. With that statement, it could be assumed that he could trust the woman, maybe at least with him bad mouthing her father. "Indeed, well.. If you find out anything, even if it sounds irrelevant.. Let me know." he said to her, "Whether you like it or not, it'll affect us both if he tries to trick me into doing some of his bidding.." he said to her with a sly smirk, leaning back against his seat. He watched her looking back out of the window, noticing a slight change in her expression. As much as he didn't care for her, he couldn't help but feel curious about what she was thinking, eventually hearing her state it though. "Your uncle." he stated bluntly, "I had received several birds stating how bad his condition was. I had the pleasure of visiting him once, he seemed to have improved momentarily but I believe the gods got the best of him. Now he was a man to be feared, that man was a beast!" he stated. Surely enough with his reputation to keep, retrieving information was a necessary forte and even if he wasn't given the message directly for confirmation, he could tell it was the king from all the messages that kept flying in. As much as he wouldn't mind admitting that he would like to experiment on the gaint's corpse, he respected her feelings and kept quiet about it. "Do you wish to visit? I believe you'll make a decent impression and valuable allies if you go there to comfort the queen and her children for their loss. I can accompany you if you will. And maybe meeting your cousins would be a little nicer than spending time with a hateful future husband?" he chuckled. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Ursula || Mood: indifferent || Duke || ♆ || Where: Guestroom || Ren
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2016 4:07 pm
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Ursula turned her head to look over at the duke, biting her lower lip for a moment "It wont do any good for me to appear in Zalto now" she said to him "Showing up has two sides. It can be taken as sorrowful, IF I had known him well in life. But it would probably show as a power grab. If it was my uncle to passed then it would make me third in line to the Zalto throne, behind Keidon and....I think her name was Athena." she said to him, not bothering to withhold the knowledge, it was common if anyone bothered to learn to read the royal geneology, which was available for any noble to read inside the Lionis castle if they bothered to visit. "Relationships take time to build, Duke Keiron. Since I don't have one with well....Anyone in that castle, The best I can do is show up at the funeral and pay my respects." she said, snorting slightly as she took a drink of the wine before pulling the mug on the side table "besides, I don't have to be nice to everyone, I just have to play good girl and remember tiny things in order to gain their trust, if I look like I'm no interested in their politics or to worried about their well being it will look strange." She said as she pushed herself out of the chair and went over to the window "Besides the man was a friend of my fathers, as soon as he gets wind of what happened he will be their, and after this...arrangement he did behind my back, I would rather not see the fool" she said to the Duke, It was true that Ursula was powerful, If she could get her father to stay still for long enough she could turn his body into a pile of flesh...or she may be able to rupture all of his organs and make it look like nothing happened. But despite her power it was her uncle, The King of Zalto, the grandson to the last golden queen...and her own father, that had the power to do great things. With the prowress of both men together they could have destroyed all the other kingdoms, married her fathers children to the King of Zalto's children, and create a dynasty from the ashes of all the others that had once stood upon the ground they now reeved.
Closing her eyes for a moment Ursula turned around and looked at the Duke "Now, as much as I enjoy your presence it is getting late" she said to him as she went to the door, opening it for him "and I need my beauty sleep" she said to him with a smirk.
OOC: It got fixed, its the only reason I'm on right now XD
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2016 5:22 am
♆ ❝Ⓚⓔⓘⓡⓞⓝ Ⓐⓒⓗⓜⓔⓣⓗⓐ❞ ♆
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"Sickly little boys sometimes become powerful men." The Duke would look at her while she spoke, listening to her reasoning why it wouldn't be alright if she went ahead and met her family back in Zalto to try and console them over their loss. Fair enough, maybe they couldn't go after all. Maybe he should go to his highness' grave alone at some point and do the necessary before his corpse degrades for good. Maybe sometime after the funeral so he didn't have many visitors around him to bother him. "Right, well then, I suppose we can't go after all. But I do think visiting them for the funeral would be decent. Also, it would save me the trouble of going there unannounced, I don't think his children and the future King of Zalto would like to see an uninvited guest in the court." he chuckled lightly. The duke nodded to her, chuckling lightly and stood up, leaving the bottle there with his own glass by hers. "If you say so, rest well, m'lady.." he smiled as he left her presence and went back to his own chambers for the night. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2017 1:34 pm
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Odette had returned late last night while everyone was at the festival, she had snuck into the Manor after finding that her master had been gone. It gave her the perfect opportunity to wash off the mild perfume smell of opium that stuck to her skin and once the smell was off her skin she washed her clothing and set them out to dry before going to sleep in her small bed in the former pantry. Her night was filled with pains and she woke the next day with her arms wrapped around her stomach.
The red haired woman managed to stand despite the pricks of pain in her abdomen and head outside in order to check on her clothing. They had dried in the night so the muggy weather made it a little easier for her to pull them down and put them back on, a small sign escaping her lips as she then turned and went back into the manor to help the servants around the manor as she started with cleaning the foyer of the manor.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 8:13 am
♆ ❝Ⓚⓔⓘⓡⓞⓝ Ⓐⓒⓗⓜⓔⓣⓗⓐ❞ ♆
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"Sickly little boys sometimes become powerful men." The festival was indeed quite eventful, meeting Evelyn, dancing with her and seeing the Royal brats there. Nothing serious happened though, which was still good as he could use a break from all the drama. As much as he would seem inactive during that day, his little birds had mentioned the arrival of his personal slave woman. Where has she been? Oh he'd like to hear it from her when he was punishing her for her absence. For that night, he slept sound and let her enjoy her last few minutes of sanity until he would take care of things the next morning. Awake on time the next day, he would sit on his dining table with his feet against the table. He wasn't usually this ill mannered, but it was clear that he wasn't himself today either. He called for the redhead to serve him today, only her. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: No one || Mood: indifferent || Duke || ♆ || Where: dining hall || Ren
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 2:43 pm
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Odette continued cleaning the foyer, ignoring the pin pricks of pain when another servant coughed "The master wishes you to serve him" the servant said and Odette looked up, nodding her head. Odette stood up and took a deep breath has she smoothed down her skirt and dried off her knees. She brought her arms up and sniffed her wrists, the sweet smell was faint and nearly gone.
Odette would then take a deep breath and walked into the kitchen where she was handed the Duke's meal before she brought it into the dining room. She saw her master but only looked at him for a few seconds before dropping her gaze to the ground. She would walk toward him and stop, bowing her head before placing the food before him; sliced lamb flanks in a berry sauce. She would then step a few steps back before moving so she was sitting on her knees, her hands pressed against her skirts as she looked at the ground, hiding a twitch of pain that passed though her body.
OOC: tis fine chiki
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 1:52 am
♆ ❝Ⓚⓔⓘⓡⓞⓝ Ⓐⓒⓗⓜⓔⓣⓗⓐ❞ ♆
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"Sickly little boys sometimes become powerful men." The man sat there impatiently shaking his leg, causing the table to shake with it since his legs rest on the surface. The moment he watched her arrive, he stopped. Something was different. He could tell. For a man who had lost an eye at a young age, it wasn't hard developing the rest of his senses to compensate for that. He wouldn't bring it up immediately, wanting to see if she would open up to him. He watched her set his table, dropping his feet to the floor as his golden orb scanned her body. There were a few small spots of visible irritation on her skin, possibly from a previous needle p***k? mosquito bite? What ever it was, he looked away and he began to slice his meat and took a bite. "Did you sleep well?" he would ask, wanting to see if there was any change in her manner of speech. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Odette || Mood: indifferent,irked || Duke || ♆ || Where: dining hall || Ren
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 1:59 am
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Odette's purple eyes would rise to meet her masters before quickly moving down to look at the ground, her brightly red hair moving across her shoulders and hiding her face "I have had better nights master" she said softly, her voice was a little softer then normal.
She would raise her head slightly, biting her inner cheek, she was also a little paler then normal today as well, her normally pale skin seeming to be nearly moonlit in shade "And your night? I heard that you attended the festival in Zalto, did you enjoy it master?" she asked him, listening to the knife as the blade tapped against the plate and her eyes narrowed slightly as she surprisingly found the sound irritating and she had to fight her hands to keep them upon her skirts instead of flying up to her ears to block out the noise, it made her head hurt.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 8:49 am
ll Neo ll
♆ ❝Ⓚⓔⓘⓡⓞⓝ Ⓐⓒⓗⓜⓔⓣⓗⓐ❞ ♆
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"Sickly little boys sometimes become powerful men." The male looked suspiciously at her, she was hiding something for sure, but what was she hiding? What was it that his birds couldn't find out about? He would look over at her though continue eating. "Oh? Why is that?" he asked, looking back at his platter as he ate. Through the corner of his eye, he would look at her and listen to the words she spoke. He could tell she was unwell, but what was in it for him? Loosing a potentially useful could afford that, considering he ran a slave market. Was he stoftening up to let her go? Not in seven hells, he could never soften up for anyone. He exhaled lightly at the thought and glanced back at her. "Decent, nothing much about it besides it being noisy and crowds like a regular festival. Have you attended one before?" he would ask, looking back at her as he finally finished his meal, setting the cutlery down on the plate. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Odette || Mood: indifferent,irked || Duke || ♆ || Where: dining hall || Ren
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 4:11 pm
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Odette shook her head "No I.... I was never permitted to attend." she whispered softly as she looked at the ground, gripping her skirts tight in her shaking fingers "I cant say I've ever even seen one" she said to him "But the brothel women that Mistress Landon owned use to be able to go to them in order to pick up customers" she said as she looked up when she heard him put down his eating utensils and Odette quickly stood up in order to remove the plate and cutlery. "Excuse me" she said as she bowed to him and was about to leave when she realized that she had completely spaced the first question.
Odette bit her lip, Lady Landon had wanted her to come clean to her master, and he was her master after all. Odette took a deep breath "I haven't been sleeping well because I've been in a lot of pain the last couple months, I-" Odette's entire body shivered as she felt the pain again, like industrial nails being shot though her stomach. Her skin pales even more as the plate dropped from her hands and crashed upon the ground, she ended up leaning forward, one of her hands placed on the arm of the chair and the other placed upon her masters shoulder. She didn't seem to be completely aware of what she was doing as she squeezed her masters shoulder, her nails digging into the arm of the chair.
Finally after about a minute Odette's grip finally started to let up and she let out a long breath "Sorry master" she said softly as she got onto her knees and picked up the bigger pieces of the broken plate and quickly she walked into the kitchen and threw the broken plate away before stumbling into her small pantry sized room and started rummaging though her few belongings until she came to a small box that she placed on the bed and opened it, finding that it was empty. Odette let out an audible groan as she rested her head upon the uncomfortable straw mattress as she clutched her stomach as another round of pain began.
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 8:38 am
♆ ❝Ⓚⓔⓘⓡⓞⓝ Ⓐⓒⓗⓜⓔⓣⓗⓐ❞ ♆
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"Sickly little boys sometimes become powerful men." Keiron would glance over at her, crossing his leg over the other as he would listen to her now. As much as he wasn't planning on taking her actions lightly, he found a small part of him feeling bad for her. Why? Maybe something about her pitiful condition was relating to his own, almost imagining Abel and his struggle. He honestly missed him much, he couldn't even differentiate things anymore, his insane mind was seemingly making him more diverse with his emotions. Although, it happened to flip back quickly, his brows knitting when she decided to leave his presence. Before he could make up his already clouded mind about the words he could tell her, type of punishment he could give her, he heard her speak up again. Pain? What kind of pain? "What kind of pain?" he would ask, finding himself and her cut short by how she seemed to be in pain. His single eye widened when she came close, almost unsure of what to do at this point from the sudden action and he knit his brows together lightly. He stood up after her, glancing back at the broken pieces of the plate on the floor that she missed and followed her. She didn't seem to even listen when he called out to her though, the pain might have taken over quite a bit. As her master, he might have to look into it- not only because it risked her wellbeing, but also it might be a potential method of pulling him out of his little rollercoaster by trying to figure out what caused it as a clinician. He stood by the opening to her unlikely chamber, crossing his arms across his chest as he watched her. His features cold, more upset than concerned as he watched her. "Looking for something?" he asked, "I can't help but notice you're in some kind of pain. But if you can stand, I might be able to assist you." he would add, waiting for her response. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 8:58 am
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Odette was shaking as she looked out the ground, tears coming from her eyes and dripping down her cheeks as she held onto her skirts as she looked at the blood on her legs. She should have stayed with Mistress Landon, she knew what to do and it wasn't as embarrassing to say, but she had her own reasons for not staying with her mistress. Odette heard her masters footsteps and she flinched, He had never come to her pitiful room before "I...." Odette paused and then nodded her head when he asked if she was looking for something, she had been, but it was all gone.
Odette opened her mouth to speak but only a sob managed to escape, and she quickly silenced it "I....I started bleeding two months ago" Odette said "When I belonged to Mistress Landon, the brothel madam, she said that she had medicine for the pain when this started happening to me and I...I wasn't expecting it to hurt so much" Odette managed to choke out from under the tears, this was probably the most emotion she had shown since coming into her masters employ. Odette looked down at one of her hands, stained slightly red. Odette started shaking again, forgetting the pain as it instead was replaced by fear "I...I've heard what happens to slaves that this starts happening to.... I, I dont want to end up a breeder" Odette said as she bent at the waist in order to kow tow slightly, ignoring the sharp stabs of pain that went though her "I don't want to be bought by a whore house...Please don't send me away Master Achmetha"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2017 8:29 am
♆ ❝Ⓚⓔⓘⓡⓞⓝ Ⓐⓒⓗⓜⓔⓣⓗⓐ❞ ♆
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"Sickly little boys sometimes become powerful men." The man glanced at her legs and it dawned on him now. A late bloomer, was she? Surely he knew of things like this, he had a little too much experience with women as it would seem. Why not? He ran a slave house, he has been with a little too many women for quite unpleasant reasons and he knew his medicine better than the back of his hand. What should he do with a fertile slave now? He took her in as a manipulable piece, she was great no wonder, but he didn't intend to breed with her. While his mind pondered over thoughts, he would glance back at her and listen to her speak, his eye focused on how she seemed so broke about it. she was crying for once. In all the time he had her, not once did he see her cry, not even when he punished her. He knelt down, not because he was going to examine her, maybe look at her better as he spoke. "It's probably because of your age, your nutritious condition too maybe..although, I do recall feeding you decently." he would comment, rubbing his chin in thought as he looked back over at her with his focus on her now. "What do you want me to do?" he asked, his eye looking at her as serious as his tone was. "In your condition, I don't expect you to be any useful until this time passes, but what am I to do when it happens again? Don't get me wrong, I do have methods to try and stop the pain, temporary and permanent. But the real question is, what do you want?" he would state, looking at her. A slaver he was, a business man and a horrid individual with no heart, but he wasn't like the previous slaver. He was a breeder for exotic creatures, not the kind one that a whore house would require. Sure he sold the 'useless' ones off to the whorehouse if he had nothing he could do with them, but it wasn't always the first choice. Whores were... something he disliked as much as germs. Tendencies to lay with any man with money, diseases that sometimes turn out incurable, women with no ambition- at least most of them were- but when he saw potential, he saw no reason to hold it back, like now. Odette was his experimental doll, he could always 'fix' her permanently, but it also depended on her. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2017 5:21 pm
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Odette looked up at her master, slowly moving her head up so she could look at him before she looked back down, however she was now sitting up, she looked like she was thinking for a moment. She bit down on her lip for a moment before looking back up at her master "I...I heard that their was a procedure that could be done that would stop it from happening ever again...would I be more useful to you if I got this done?" she asked him before raising her eyes slightly, they where slightly red from the crying "I can...If you allow me, go to the capital to look for a herb to help with the pain that isn't provided by Lady landon" she said to him I head that Zalto has good physician's that I could glean wisdom from" she said to him, taking a deep breath "if you will allow it" she said
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2017 8:53 am
♆ ❝Ⓚⓔⓘⓡⓞⓝ Ⓐⓒⓗⓜⓔⓣⓗⓐ❞ ♆
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"Sickly little boys sometimes become powerful men." The Duke would watch her while she thought, her question made him think over it but as much as it wouldn't matter either way, he wanted to give her the liberty of consent. He sat back, with his butt on the floor and legs crossed beneath him and his arms crossed across his chest now. "You'd be useful either way, unless you keep moaning this way in pain. But do note that if we do the procedure, you'll never be able to conceive again." he would state. Although her next suggestion would make him raise a brow in confusion. "Do you even know of the herb? If not, it'll be a wild goose chase." as much as he didn't like feeling inferior to any other individual, even if it was physicians, he thought over it and then looked back at her. What could she learn from them that she couldn't from him? More orthodox methods maybe. "I'll give you a week's time to collect information about the herb and the physicians you would like to learn from, if your report isn't suitable, you stay here. If it is, I shall permit you to leave." he would state and stand up. He would turn around to leave until he realised he still hasn't fixed her. He couldn't have her trouble the rest of the servants with her whines and such, if it got any worst, she might even bother him. "Come, let's get that pain out of the way." he mumbles, heading ahead to his study. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
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