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 Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 1:41 pm
..: Børįß “Čhėśhìre” Åîrāÿ :..
» Čhėśhìre Førm B «Boris slid up to where he poked his head out of the pillows, his gaze seeming rather cold unlike before. "Now, now, Lady Alexandra, let's not be hasty in our decisions," he purred while keeping his gaze on his new mistress. "Besides, you've never had a kitten like me. When Cheshie is tired, he sleeps." He seemed to unravel like a ball of yarn only to reappear standing in the evil form in front of Alexandra. "Something you should know since you found this kitten so intriguing; Cheshie doesn't play by anyone's rules but his own. Glad we had this discussion. Cheshie is depressed again...." He dropped into a sitting position on the floor as his ears twitched slightly, his golden-yellow eyes surrounded by an abysmal purplish-black remaining focused on Alexandra.» Čhėśhìre Førm € «
» Čhėśhìre Førm D «{( | Out. Of. Cuddles: ~ | )}
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 5:53 am
 Cleopatra:Cleopatra watched the boy in disgust but let the pain stop seeing him catch his breath. Her eyes saw the hate he had for her and it made her smile. He should start learning the quick way or he wont last. "Tell me again who I am to you and tell me what you are and what your main purpose is in life." Her eyes where unforgiving and she would carry on until he showed more respect. She tired of the permanent punishment. Alexandra:Her eyes went called and pure anger splayed over her face. She stood up from her bed and walked over to the cat pulling the kitten to his feet by his ear. "Now listen here kitten. I am your Mistress and if I say jump you jump. A slave will not tell his mistress what he wants." Her long nails dug into his ear a droplet of blood forming.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 1:44 am
..: Børįß “Čhėśhìre” Åîrāÿ :..
» Čhėśhìre Førm B «Boris raised his eyebrow only to start snickering lightly. "It's actually “When I say jump, you ask how high” as the little line you wish to get through my kitten skull. Also, there's a difference between pets and slaves. Both get bought, yet that is their only similarity besides being able to walk and talk. Pets aren't meant to jump when you say jump although some dogs will do so. Unfortunately for you, I'm a cat and cats are known to do as they please when they please. Slaves on the other hand are meant to serve their masters or mistresses without hesitation," he responded while letting his nails extend slightly and show them to her as a warning, a dark look sliding through the shadows of his eyes. "You're not hurting me. It actually tickles. I do suggest releasing my ear before I do one of two things. I could scar your pretty little face or simply vanish from your grip. Here's another thing I should mention; you said I was your pet, not your slave. We should choose a different game though. I'm unfamiliar with playing with other kittens since I'm the only cat from Underland. Believe me when I say, I'd love to play like you were really another kitten, but I've never been around other cats. I don't really know much about this world other than stories Alice told me."» Čhėśhìre Førm € «
» Čhėśhìre Førm D «{( | Out. Of. Cuddles: ~ | )}
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:37 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell... Aingel, relieved of the pain, looked up at her, his eyes showing both hate and helplessness. There was no way out of this, he realized. She did own him now. All because he had to open his big damn mouth at the shop...but now way she was going to turn him into some brainwashed little servant that caters to her every whim with a smile. However, she would cause him pain if he said nothing....He sighed and bowed his head grudgingly. "You are my mistress, and I am your slave...*ugh*...I will follow your every command or whim no matter how demeaning or painful...." "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 12:58 am
Cleopatra: Cleopatra watched him in interest but showed nothing. She waited calmly for his reply sitting back. She smiled to herself seeing a little of the boy break down. She loved it. Standing up she walked over to him then laid a kiss on his forehead. "Such a good boy. Now every time you think of ever disobeying me again hold those words in your mind. Now, go down to the kitchen and get me some dinner. Ask the chef to help you. You will find something to eat down there as well." Alexandra: "Cat you have no idea who you are speaking to. You were bought in a slave shop. That makes you a slave. You are as low a creature you can get. Now either you make it easier for both of us or ill start ripping you apart starting with your tail and ears. Your smart so use that brain of yours." Alexandra spoke clearly her voice different from before. It lost all the childishness and was replaced with pure evil. Her eyes turned red and she kept eye contact with him daring him to attack.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 1:05 am
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel looked up at Cleo for a second, his expression a mix of anger and helplessness, but he sighed and went down to the kitchen, his face red from the kiss. He couldn't let her affect him like this...he wouldn't let her toy with his emotions. It would drive him insane if he did. As he passed the two, one clearly Cleo's sister from before and the other the cat guy from the markets. Both of them looked angry, and he could smell an all-out fight in the air. He would have liked to stay and watch the two rip each other apart, but he had to go cook...something, so he headed to the kitchen and began helping the cook prepare. "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 2:37 am
..: Børįß “Čhėśhìre” Åîrāÿ :..
» Čhėśhìre Førm B «"The lowest a creature can get is following a stupid little girl's orders like an obedient dog. I dare you to try killing me by tearing me apart, chickadee. Oh wait! I'll do it for you," Boris retorted with a rather calm expression, his hands lightly grabbing the sides of his head and removing it from his shoulders. "Oh me! Oh my! The kitten's still alive! Shocking is it not? You're a moron if you think you can tame me, Alexandra. You're also a moron if you think the intimidation factor is gonna get me all huffed up. I'm no one's slave, lady. I'm merely entertaining myself in this world of yours. It's apparent that Cheshie is a hated kitty yet still a loved kitty. He is a favorite character from a story after all. If you disapprove of the Cheshie being this way then take him back. I don't plan on changing for anyone." He set his head back on his shoulders only to vanish from standing in front of her and reappearing in his cat form on the windowsill.» Čhėśhìre Førm € «
» Čhėśhìre Førm D «{( | Out. Of. Cuddles: ~ | )}
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 7:56 am
Cleopatra: She looked around her room then settled back into her bed. She felt a wave of tiredness then fell asleep. Alexandra: Alexandra went red with anger and she looked t the cat. then a smile spread over her face. She closed his cage then placed the charm around it. She knew he could disappear but it was impossible if the charm was activated. "Fine then starve. When you get hungry and thirsty try me again." Alexandra walked out then later returned with a glass of milk drinking it happily.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 5:35 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...To be honest, Aingel wasn't sure what he made. He had followed the chef's instructions to the letter, and the result was some sort of rich beef stew, but that was all he knew. The chef approved, though, so Aingel was satisfied, and decided to go back up to the tower to tell Cleo that supper was ready. He passed the room again, and saw that the cat guy was back in a cage, and that Alexandria was trying to tantalize the guy with milk. He scowled, still not approving of the cruelty of these two mistresses, but he turned and continued up the stairs before either of them noticed. "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 10:25 am
Cleopatra: Cleopatra was fast asleep but soon her fever started burning in her. It was like most night and it kept her from good sleep. She turned on her side her eyes shut tightly and a frown splayed over her features.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 1:00 pm
..: Børįß “Čhėśhìre” Åîrāÿ :..
» Čhėśhìre Førm B «"Snamuh etah i... Reh etah i... Esiugsid ni rehtom ym s'ti," Boris grumbled lowly before starting to pace in the cage, his normally bright amethyst eyes starting to darken as his temper started to raise. "The Cheshie will play with Xanny if Xanny changes the game cause Cheshie can't play with other kittens. Cheshie doesn't know how. Cheshie is also thirsty." He had stopped pacing and lay down on a pillow as if in wait of Alexandra's response to his idea as well as knowing she wouldn't understand what he'd grumbled to himself before proposing his thoughts to her.» Čhėśhìre Førm € «
» Čhėśhìre Førm D «{( | Out. Of. Cuddles: ~ | )}
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 6:34 am
Alexandra: Alexandra’s eyes shown in triumph but decided to let him suffer a bit more. She drank the milk then took a little nap. She dosed of for a hour or two then woke up to look at the cat. His eyes had gone dark and she knew she rose his temper. Good. Swiftly she got to her feet. She unlocked the cage and let him out. "What games can you play then kitten?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 12:49 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel got back to Cleo's room, and opened the door. He was about to simply tell her that the meal was ready, but saw the grimace was on her face. Feeling that something was wrong, he cocked his head and approached Cleo, but did not touch her. After a second, he awkwardly cleared his throat. "Ahem.....Er, are you okay...mistress?" "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 1:21 pm
..: Børįß “Čhėśhìre” Åîrāÿ :..
» Čhėśhìre Førm B «"Russian Roulette, 20 Questions, Card Games, that game where you take a knife and stab it between your fingers while picking up speed... Um... Truth or Dare, Othello... Tag, Ghost in the Graveyard and Hide-N-Seek," Boris responded while trying to think of any other game he knew how to play. After a minute of silent contemplation he just shrugged and let his tail flick behind him. "Mummy didn't let Cheshie play much and Cheshie is the only cat in Underland."» Čhėśhìre Førm € «
» Čhėśhìre Førm D «{( | Out. Of. Cuddles: ~ | )}
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 1:28 am
Cleopatra: Cleopatra woke up as soon as she heard the voice of the boy next to her bed. Her eyes narrowed as it fell on him. Standing up she straightened out her dress and stood with her hands on her lap. She dismissed his question with a flick of her hand and walked out the room waiting for him to follow her. She was silent for the duration and only stopped to look if her sister was playing nicely but walked down after. "Did you eat?" She asked as she entered the dining hall. It was lined with gold and cream paintings. Alexandra:Alexandra listened to the cat but her gaze followed her sister as she left. "Well then lets play truth or dare. But all freedom or collar and charm exchange or cutting up body parts are out of the question. Ok kitten?" She sat back then pulled over a bowl of milk handing it to the kitten.
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