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 Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 9:18 am
Haru rolled his eyes at his brother's comment. Although he didn't say it, Haru preferred being the military man than the leader, it meant he had less responsibility.
"I will."
Haru walked back to his room as Hiro walked away, now wondering if there were going to be any further special appearances by his brothers. Haru walked inside his room and looked to Anna.
"My brother does have a point. Just to warn you, Haku's a bit of a player. Personally, I feel he's more on the side of a man-whore, but hey, that' just my opinion. Make sure all your friends are well aware of Haku's habit, or else one might find themselves in his bed with a horrible feeling in their stomach."
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 7:45 pm
[M]itsuki [A]lexandria [A]stra <3 
A pair of cotton-candy pink eyes gazed up upon the clock as she held a tray held a strawberry shortcake that Mika made and green herbal tea . Today was not her day at work. The guest were becoming a little too arrogant and too cocky boasting that the princes would pick them, she couldn't wait until her shift was over. Mika wasn't manning the front desk now, she was being the waitress in the restaurant that was inside the hotel. It was big, big as two football. She recalled her grandpasaying. "You get this was you're the king's best friend.". It was true. The late king before king Kokoru. But she was getting off track. She put on a fake smile as she went back to the customer and put down the drinks they ordered. A chubby small woman with brown eyes and red hair wearing a fine woven green dress. "Is there anything else you would like me to get you?" She ask cheerfully pretending too be happy but her eyes told everything.It changed into a dark pair of coal but she forced herself to think happy. It changed back into her original pink eyes.The redhead took a bite ofher cake before taking a sip of the herbal tea.
"Yes, i would like something else! I would like a new waitress or waiter that is capable of giving me the good herbal tea and a better strawberry shortcake rather than this disgusting stuff you call cake and this sea water tea!" the women told Mika as the women stood up and grabbed her tea and poured it all over Mika. "If i were queen right now, i'll have you banished" she told mika with a smirk on her face.
She tasted the tea that dripped down her bangs. That was going too farMika thought as her eyes quickly changed into a shade of red that resembled blood. "You know what! I doubt one of the princes would ever waste a moment with a cocky and bratty girl like you. I don't care if you insult how i am a waitress but i care if you insult my strawberry short cake! You know what! It's on the house," she told the bratty redhead as she picked up the short-cake she made and smashed it against the red head face. She put back the plate that once held cake and looked at frosting-covered face of the red head. "It's on the house," she told the redhead who was shocked in what Mika had done. As soon as she said that her grandmother came on in. She looked at the clock and walked out as she told her grandmother. "Lola! I'll be going off my shift,okay," she told her Lola as she exited the resturant and out of the hotel putting on her shoes not bothering to change her blue kinomos knowing she would get lectured by her grandmother.
She walked a few distance before she started running when she noticed her grandmother came out of the hotel. She ran as fan as she could out of the village and into the forest. She need time to cool off despite the unusual winter weather that must have came out when she was working. She ran to her hiding place from the world before she collasped on the former flower which were replaced by snow. Getting sick was the least of her troubles.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 9:34 pm
[H]aku was slightly taken aback by the girl's hospitality as she kept acting like she had done something considerably wrong. She mumbled like she thought he was to have her sent to the gallows the next morning and the only way to save herself was offer the most she had. Sighing he looked to his wrist, his breath steaming in the air and clouding his vision if only for a moment. Annoyed he swept it away and looked to the bloody mess. Wincing for he had just now felt the pain as he helped the girl up he grimaced and looked to her with his garnet eyes. "A little help would be great...Some cotton wet down would probably suffice." His voice sounded pained but he tried to cover it up the best he could. Although his childlike senses were starting to come into play. But Haku was entirely sure that it was extremely possible when you had rocks dug into your flesh and you could feel them against your raw and unprotected muscle.
[F]ollowing her inside was a completely new experience, the meager pots and mediocre table cloths were laying in a corner while others that seemed to be clean lay upon a small wooden table one of the legs lopsided, and a chair lay forgotten and sat up against the wall as if to provide more space in the living quarters. Haku raised his eyebrows and mentally thought he favored the posh life over something as shabby as this. Although this place held a certain distinguished charm that a palace didn't have. That one element was. Homey. "Charming. This place yours?" He had an air of disgust but that was buried deep below his smarmy tone as he lifted up a corner of the tablecloth upon the table. Recoiling at the sight of the wood which seemed to have rotten out on the certain side of the corner he was glad that his facial response was hidden from view.
[L]azily he drifted around and almost asked where the washbin was before he realized it was laying right in front of him along with a huge chunk of good ol' lye soap. Blinking a couple of times he picked up the chunk which seemed to have been carved to a rather lumpy curve. Perhaps a slightly pudgy woman? Looking back to Kit he quickly dropped the soap preferring not to let his imagination wander anymore. Instead he brought his mind to think of other things, "Um, Kit you said...Beautiful name almost as beautiful as you....What do you do? I mean is cleaning a hobby? I mean if you're dirty you can always come back to my place...I -- er -- We don't really mind...I'd be able to supply you with a hot bath." He gestured to the well out in the back where an old man was spitting what seemed to be tobacco juice into the well. Feeling satisfactory as if he made a point but still wanting to make the girl feel comfortable in his presence he added hastily, "Or...We could just roam around the bazaar. I'm not one for crowds but, I'd love to see you in something pale pink. I think it would really bring out the hues in your eyes." Once again his tone had an off air, but genuine and seductive. He wasn't trying to hard, and if she still refused he would have to make her an offer she couldn't. Examining the room he was about to ask where the 'royal throne' was but he saw a pot in the corner that looked slightly battered and he knocked that thought from his mind with a purse of the thing lips upon his face.
((Sorry it's short, I have to go. ^^ Bye~ ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 11:08 pm
((You have an intresting idea of the word "short". Most people beg to have someone like you in their RPs!))
Kit frowned slightly at the idea of this being her place, she just worked for them. Lightly she poked around in the kitchen, trying to find something soft to clean up his hand with. She didn't like the state of this place, but she wasn't about to admit that; she was just the part-time hired help, she wasn't in any position to comment on the regular daily helps obvious abuse of the house. "No, this isn't my place, my place isn't this big." Kit explained without much thought as she finally located a soft cotton wash cloth that had apparently been bought recently and had yet to undergo any use.
It was only after she'd walked back over to him that she realized exactly what those words would sound like to him, after all he seemed to absoultely loathe this place from the slight tone she'd caught in his voice. Kit would very much like to defend herself and explain that, while smaller, her house was much better taken care off and all of their possesions were in better shape; after all, they couldn't afford to just throw them out and replace them. She kept quiet though, it wasn't her place to start arguing, especially against a statement she herself had just made.
She had been about to explain that she basically pimped herself out around the village doing odd jobs such as cleaning and gardening for money when he made the most tempting offer of a hot bath, it didn't help that he directed her attention outside to where someone was spitting into the well. She shuddered delicately and moved to where someone had set up a pot of water to boil, carefully removing it and carrying it over to the table where she set it down for the brief moment of time it took her to take the lye soap from the basin, and then she poured in a small amount before moving it back; it was because of people spitting in the well she boiled all her water, if it purified river water it should work for well water.
Oh how she'd love to give into that offer for a hot bath. After all day on her feet and knees with her back bent it would be nice to be able to take a nice hot bath and relax for awhile instead of having to go home and start cleaning up and working on dinner. Still, she knew very well she couldn't give in to that temptation, she had her family to worry about after all! There were three adults who didn't work, and one of them was perfectly capable of cleaning just like her. She frowned and dipped part of the cloth into the hot water, reaching out to carefully take Haku's hand so she didn't hurt him anymore than he already was.
Softly and very gently she worked at getting the pepples and bits of stuck rock out before she really started to wash out the cuts, being carefully not to hurt him if possiable. She felt herself blushing at the compliments he kept giving her. Kit was pretty sure she wasn't that beautiful and the idea of wearing pale pink was slightly strange since she'd never even considered the idea herself, and the thought of anything bringing out her eyes confused her slightly; was there really a color out there that could make her eyes look nice?
She couldn't really come up with anything to say to that, so Kit did the only thing she could think of: she started trying to get out of both ideas. "No, it's alright, Your Royal Highness. I'm perfectly fine, I'm sure I could handle bathing in my own house, and as for walking around in the bazaar." She paused and tried to figure out a way to say this without it sounding so much like she was insulting him. There was a small part of her that was ebarrassed about the reactions she would get if anyone saw her with a prince, no less this particular prince, there was a large majority that was embarrassed about the attention being sent her way, but all the rest was the ingrained belief that it wasn't right for her to be near someone of a higher class in public unless she was working for them.
Finally Kit decided to go with that ingrained part of it her, since either of the others might bother him, it wasn't like she was going out of her way to be nice but she was putting more thought into it than normal; he just made her feel so awkward. "And besides, sir, why would you want to be seen in public with a lowly cleaning lady such as myself?" She asked him, tilting her head slightly and quirking an eyebrow in an expression that was more commonly seen of curious puppies than on people.
She dipped the cloth into the water again and washed it out, making sure it absorbed more water this time so she could clean the left over dirt from the wounds. Kit was trying to be just as gentle as before, but her attention kept being pulled to the scars on the sides of his palms. Maybe if she got a chance later she would take a closer look? Though she highly doubted she would get that chance, so as she finished washing of the blood and dirt she placed the cloth into the basin and kept his hand instead of letting it go. Kit focused her attention to the scars and ran a finger across the surface of one, tilting his hand slightly to follow it's path. How curious that a prince would have scars on his hands...
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 8:24 am
 But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?
With a scarf wrapped around his pale neck, wool gloves on his hands, and a thick jacket covering his torso, Akira left his bedroom, ready for a walk. He wanted to say out longer, as possible with the right covering. Akira left the castle, and started wandering through town, getting surprised looks from the commoners. No one had ever seen Kokoro Akira outside of the castle walls before.
It was true, the boy hardly ever left his home, because he felt it unneccessary. You just got stared at, and maybe seduced by some women. Akira despised that type; they were dumb. Thick, dense.
The boy trudge through the village, making his way to the forest, for a real walk. He wanted a first hand expirence of winter in a forest, instead of looking at pictures. Akira walked into the thick brush of trees, and was amazed.
It was stunning. The way the snow fell on the tree branches, then way it created mounds around the tree trunks. The icicles hanging from the branches. The girl lying in the snow...
Akira paused, why was this girl lying in the snow? The idea made no sense to the genius, which came as a surprise. Did she want to get sick? Did she want to freeze?
The boy shook his head, and just passed by her. Whatever she was doing was her business, and her business alone. It intrigued him, however, but he did not let his curiousity to get the best of him.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 9:39 pm
[M]itsuki [A]lexandria [A]stra <3
A pair of white eyes stared at the sky. It was white as the hairs of an albino. Like a curse, her eyes showed her emotions whether or not she wanted them to. She just stared at the sky tryingto plan her second move of offense but being the ditz she was, she kept losing her train of thought. She had even fell asleep in her blue wet tea-smelling kinomo on the cold snow. She let it fall upon her before she sat up straight to get it off herself.
"WHY ME?" She screamed her lungs out before bird started to flutter away from her secret hiding place due to her noisiness. She fell back down to the cold and wet ground [due to her body heat]. She hated them now. No, not the annoying & bratty customer...Not them. The Princes.
You ask why, you say? It's because of this match-making process they have. They suddenly out of nowhere wanted a bride. Wow,geez whiz. Why couldn't they have choose my village at least. There are other village to or why hers?
Mika sat up and just then she noticed someone there. "Dang. Someone already found my secret place. she murmured to herself as she watched the person go by.It a was young boy with black hair wearing a thick jacket,wool gloves and a scarf. He had stopped and looked at her before walking off. She grew curious of why he did. She wasn't really looking at the person, she was just thinking. Before it hit her. He looks like a foreign...maybe i should help him out, it'll distract me from themshe told as she got up and brushed off the snow off on the hems of her kinomos.
She ran towards the girl and her eyes immediately changed into a socialible baby blue. "Hey!" she called for the guy before she caught up to him. [The dress] "You must be new around,aren't you? she asked him as she put on a grin. "I'll be happy to show you around if you like. I'm Mitsuki Alexandria Astra but please do call me Mika!" she told him with a smile that exposed her upper pearlies-whites." Don't you just love the winter?" she asked him trying to start a conversation. She loved meeting new people but she didn't know that he was the one of the people she not hated.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 3:09 pm
[[Is the roleplay dead?]]
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 3:24 pm
(( I'm waiting for clara33... ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 4:12 pm
But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?
((Clara, like, never comes on. neutral ))
Noticing the girl that came up beside him, the prince realized she was the one who he had seen earlier. She offered a question, and also layed out her name, and a name by which she preferred to be called. Akira, in his mind, rolled his eyes. Did he, Kokoro Akira, need a tour guide to show him around his own kingdom? Perhaps, akira thought, she believed him to be a traveller, new to the land. This would happen because of his lack of public appearance. Then again, this young girl did not know the princes? Did not know who they are, or what they looked like? It was a possibility... a far streched one, but a possibility nonetheless.
Akira sighed, disturbed by the girl's lack of knowledge. Looking her over, the girl had a slim frame, and was clothed in a wet blue kimono. Her hair was fine, wet as well, but at least it was combed, unlike some of the commoners. Her eyes, well, they were wide set and pretty. Akira, unpon analying Mitsuki(at least he thought that's what her name was), determined her as the bubbly, happy kind. As well as lacking a bit in intelligence.
He then remembered he was in a conversation, and had been taking some time to reply. He sighed once more, before replying to her with a steadied breath, and not a look to spar for her.
"No, I don't much enjoy winter. And nor am I new here."
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 7:52 pm
((Children, please avert your eyes, for some 'sailor' swearing is coming up: SH**! SH**TY Mc FU** FU**! I've been away from the internet for, count 'em, 4 days, and I feel utterly and completely guilty! Crap! >w< Children, you may have your eyes back.))
Anna smirked. "I don't feel the incredible need to worry about that, since the oldest, other than me, is 17. I'll warn them, though. Better to be safe than to have one or all of them claiming they've been marked as a prostitute. That's just them." She then sighed and rolled her eyes. "I'm not kidding. They wouldn't just claim it, they'd go through and end up begging on their knees for cash. They can be exhausting, really. Not to mention the younger are clingy. Oh well." She didn't feel the actual need to say that they were, but he probably had a couple questions about what it was like to take care of 26 younger girls.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 8:29 pm
((what happened to asuka???))
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 11:09 pm
((I got an e-mail from Sharpie saying she was sorry for not posting, so I guess that means she'll post either tonight or tommorrow night. I hope. I've been away from home for two days and got on thinking I'd find a post, so... ^^; wink )
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 11:51 pm
Haru listened to Anna, nodding.
"Yes, we wouldn't want that to happen. We don't want 13-year-old prostitutes running around. It would be just downright shameful."
Haru scratched his chin, trying to imagine just how hard it would be dealing with what she described. In the end he couldn't, and just shook his head, amazed that Anna was able to do it.
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