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 Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2015 11:52 pm
The events of the day were beginning to settle as dinner was announced for the tenants of the mason. Everyone was able to get themselves cleaned and presentable, but the tensions of the afternoons activities still could be felt. Some surely felt disturbed, while others curious. But above all, the crew of the mason worked to assure them that their safety was of the utmost importance and that their bodyguards had surely met that expectation.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 3:57 pm
Mine Furubashi She shrugged as he inquired about the other part of her job. "Not much, besides making sure your butts don't get into trouble." She said nonchalantly. "Otherwise we tend to do our own chores here and there, and whatever else you guys might ask of us. We aren't servants though." Once they'd come to the bottom of the stairs, the announcement for dinner came up. "Ah, just in time. Generally though, being a bodyguard isn't as glamorous as movies and stuff make it seem." Mine shrugged, then sauntered into the kitchen. Delicious smells assaulted her nose, and she inhaled deeply. "Still want that pizza?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 9:33 pm
γ π Ρ s Ι¦ a γ  γβ½γThe world is always full of troubles
A few minutes after the gnomes made their retreat into the underbrush, the defense shield lifted. In each of the rooms, the lit floating cube dissipated. Sesha let out a sigh of relief.
It took him little time to do a round of the grounds to assure himself that all the danger had passed before attempting to go inside. However, the moment his coils started to touch the slick tiles, one of the maids appeared shrieking that he better not move, lest his blood get on her carpets. It was only then that he looked at his person, seeing all of the smeared crimson that tinged his scales. Rivulets of watered down blood threatened to splatter on the tiles.
"Kan, you didn't tell me that I was this messy," Sesha said without an ounce of scorn in his voice. He hadn't really expected anyone to worry about his appearance in the heat of things, but then he thought about his charge, Serena. He knew that he could not go check on her while painted with his own blood. The poor girl would likely get very upset. It was unbecoming of a bodyguard to be seen in such a state.
Accepting the handful of towels from the maid, he shifted back to his normal two footed self and started to wipe the blood from his arms and legs. The clothes he wore were ruined at this point, but he had others.
After a moments pause in his room, long enough to clean himself and change into something a little less red, he went up to Serena's room.
Although all was quiet on the outside, he could pick out subtle melodious tones within the room. It took him a second to realize she was singing. Sessha smiled softly. He was glad she had found her room and things without trouble and was making herself at home, but the fact that her door was locked shut worried him. Had she been frightened by his appearance?
The naga had been raised under a dual belief, that his body was a blessing from Buddha and that those who didn't follow their teachings were not worthy of knowing about said blessing. However, Sessha was of the firm belief that if he was truly a gift from Buddha, he should not be ashamed of himself and that he was put here to bless all, even those who were not of the fellowship. But the doubt was an evil little worn that squirmed in his gut as he waited patiently at the door to escort his charge to dinner.
Can't we all just get along?γβ½γ
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 7:32 pm
Kanoe Bishop As all of the commotion outside seemed to have died down, Kanoe stuck her head out of the broom closet. Making sure everything seemed safe, she made her way back to her own room. Once she had located it, she tried to open the door, only to find it locked. Surprised, she patted herself down, only to realize that she did not have the key on her. Feeling a bit glum, she leaned her forehead against the wood. And Elliot had just given her the key; how could she be so careless to lose it already?
Sighing, she propped herself back up. Sitting around wouldn't do anything about it. With that thought in mind, she headed back towards the front desk in the lobby of the building. Surely they had spare keys, and Kanoe would make sure she found her original copy soon.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 7:38 pm
πΌ Ι Ι i o Ο― β Ξ΅ g Ι s u s  βI wonβt go away,...
Elliot stood outside for several minutes, just making sure everything was safe. He was to paranoid for his own good. Having seen the inner workings of gods his entire life, he didn't have a reason to trust anything. Not even retreating gnomes. Landing he returned his wings and made sure not to step into any mud. He would congratulate Sesah on his work, but he had already gone. He signed on the report quickly, everything required paper work.
As soon as he turned around his ward appeared. Putting a big smile on he raced to her and reached out to take her hand, but didn't. He didn't want to scare her after all. "There you are, I was about to come find you. Did you find your room?" He had been worried she hadn't made it, and his thought was confirmed when he saw something glitter on the floor. "Would you like me to escort you there?" He asked with a little less energy as he retrieved the key and pulled a strand of hair from his head. It quickly changed from black to silver.
"Pegasus hair, pretty much unbreakable. It's really hard to find a barber that will even attempt a haircut. You wouldn't believe the stories I could tell." He quickly strung the key and placed it over her head. "There, I'll get you something pretty later. For now that shall do."
...and I wonβt say nΞ΅vΞ΅r β
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 8:20 pm
π e r e n a  β« Flawless in every single thing I do βͺ
Serena was currently in the process of picking out her clothes for the dinner that evening. She wasn't sure what to wear, having never been to a fancy dinner before. Then again she had never been to a land dinner before. Hearing someone enter her room she quickly unlocked the door and opened it. Only quickly looking through the small hole to make sure it was Sesah. The door flung open and she nearly tackled him with a hug. The simple dress she wore, was specifically because she knew she'd wouldn't have figured an outfit down before he returned. "You're alright!" She was excited he had returned, having been lonely with out him. "Will you help me pick out a better dress for dinner, I'm unsure of what to wear."
Her hair was still damp, but the shell and pearls still remained on her neck. She smiled brightly up at him before holding his hands and leading her into her room. Serena honestly didn't care if it wasn't proper to have a male in her room. She was an adult now, and Sesah was her guard. "I hope you aren't bothered being in here. I doubt you'd be interested in trying to do anything to be anyway." She was after all a freaky half fish girl, and that when she realized he had been standing outside her door as she sang. Freezing she glanced at him, but said nothing. Was he effected? Had he fallen into her song? She hadn't thought to hard about anyone hearing her, but certainly if he had...
"How are you feeling, Mr. Sesah...forgive me for not asking sooner."
βͺ Hesitating only shows how weakly you are β«  β β
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2015 3:57 pm
Kanoe Bishop A look of relief crossed her face when she saw Elliot there. Dashing towards him, she grabbed his shoulders as she inspected him all over. "You're not hurt, are you?" She asked, clearly worried about him. Once she could discern that there were no injuries, she stepped away from him. When he inquired about her room, she turned her gaze towards the floor, clearly embarrassed and ashamed. Before she could apologize, however, Elliot moved past her to pick something up off the floor. Seeing the key in his hand made her turn pink, and she opened her mouth to apologize. She stopped short when he pulled a hair from his head.
She was speechless as he draped the key around her neck. Looking down at it, she shook her head when he offered to get her something nicer. "It's alright. This is beautiful, like a moonbeam. I like it." She said, clutching it to her chest. "Mahalo." Hearing the announcement for dinner, she nodded at his offer to lead her back to her room. "Please? And...." Shyly, she tugged at the hem of his shirt. "Can......can we still see the birds after dinner?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 10:57 pm
γ π Ρ s Ι¦ a γ γβ½γThe world is always full of troubles
The naga waited patiently until it became clear that his charge did not hear his first attempts to announce his presence. So again, he rapped upon her chamber door. No sooner had he done so that the sound of padding feet and a fumbling of the knob signaled her coming. He was prepared for her appearance, keeping a blandly pleasant expression just in case it was not completely public appropriate. However, what he was not prepared for was her leaping form that dove into his arms. He easily caught her out of the air, but it broke his practiced look into one of surprise and amusement.
"Forgive me. I did not mean to leave you so long unattended," he replied sincerely. His worries that she was upset with him before blew from his mind as she lead him into her apartment. Shesha was acutely aware of her hand in his, so petite and smooth by comparison. However, he let her lead him without mentioning it, for it was obvious that she craved the comfort.
"As it pleases you." He was more than happy to help her find suitable attire. Not that what she was wearing was inappropriate, but he knew she would like to make a good impression. That he could assist with.
When she paused to ask how he was feeling, a warm tenderness welled inside of him. Hardly anyone cared to ask after his well being. And even if they did, it was rarer still that they were sincere about it. Those that knew what he was didn't see the point, as if being immortal made him impervious to other ailments. Lifting one of the hands he held, he knelt on one knee and kissed the back of it.
"Do not worry on my behalf. You have nothing to be forgiven for. I am both humbled and honored that you even spared the energy to notion it," he answered smoothly. After touching the back of her kissed hand to his forehead, he rose again and smiled.
Going to her closet, he then threw open the doors and skimmed through the many clothes that had certainly been maid by the top tailors and supplied before her arrival for just such occasions.
"How about this one?" he supplied, holding a soft lavender dress, with sea foam lacing. "It matches your pearls nicely and offsets your eyes, making them brighter." He looked from the dress then to her, letting his gaze drift along her figure to settle on her face.
"Definitely a good color."
Can't we all just get along?γβ½γ
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2015 7:41 pm
πΌ Ι Ι i o Ο― β Ξ΅ g Ι s u s βI wonβt go away,...
Elliot gave a soft smile as she dotted on him. "No, I'm alright. Sessah took most the damage. I'm lucky with my wings." He couldn't help chuckle at her fretting. "Don't worry, you can't get rid of me that easily. Not every job is going to let me be in the company of a lady with beauty as lovely as yours." He reached down and kissed her hand. He did find her lovely, but he mostly want her to smile. Elliot didn't know all the tenants here, he barely even knew her. Still if they had ended up here, than it probably wasn't for fun.
"Of course, princess. I'm sure the birds will be more than happy to see you after dinner. First lets get you to your room while everyone else rushed into dinner. I haven't even asked yet what kind of food you like." He smiled brightly as he gently took her arms and led her to her room. "I honestly like lots of veggies and pie, but I'll eat the occasional minitar rib if it's offered."
...and I wonβt say nΞ΅vΞ΅r β
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2015 1:12 am
Kanoe Bishop She hid her face behind her hand as Elliot kissed the back of her other, turning a shade darker. "I-I'm not a p-princess." She managed to stutter out, but there was a tiny smile on her face despite her denial. She let him lead her back to her room, for which she was thankful for. It would be devastatingly embarrassing if she missed dinner cause she got lost. When he asked her about what she liked, Kanoe tilted her head as she thought.
"I'm not all that picky. Poi isn't so bad, but I need to eat it with sugar. I like haupia, and Kalua pig, poke....oh, shave ice! I love shave ice. And popcorn with kakimochi.....oh." Instantly, she became aware that she had been rambling, coupled with a wave of homesickness. Funny that of all things, she would miss the food. She quieted instantly, feeling awkward. Feeling the need to speak up, she hesitantly posed a question. "What's a Minotaur rib taste like?"
Once they had reached her room, she made a motion for him to wait while she ran inside. Kanoe only wanted to change clothes, something more appropriate for her first dinner with the rest of the household. Actually....the thought struck her, and she stuck her head back out of her door. "Am......are we all......a-am..." She cleared her throat, trying to articulate her question. "Am I...allowed to eat with everyone else?" Before she had eaten separate from her family, most because it seemed like everyone was happier without her there. The room was always quieter when she was in it, and Kanoe knew it was her fault. After a few years, they had stopped inviting her to the table altogether.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2015 8:49 pm
 Trenton.H.Lernaean Trenton Had followed her down to the kitchen letting her lead the way and talk as his stomach growled a bit. "I think something else would be fine." He says giving her a small smile and reached out to hold the door open. Not liking the idea of somehow getting separated in this place with its recent attack and other members he was trying to stick close to her.
Looking around the kitchen he saw a bunch of things going on such as food being prepped, tables set, and everyone gathering around to get food. "I wonder what they are serving." He says absent mindly looking around with intrigue. Sticking a hand out he reaches for a hot pot.Aaron.C.Typhon Aaron had returned to Freya's room and knocked on the door giving a slight yawn before speaking. The action bored him as it seemed like the ones fighting were trying to show off honestly as it wouldn't have taken much to take down gnomes. Regardless he had to report back. "It's time for dinner, mind if I come in or are you ready to come out of there?" He asks stretching ready to eat.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2015 9:49 pm
βπ½ΚΡΣa βaΘ΅β β¦I do what I must
"Come in!" Freya shouted from somewhere within the apartment.
The living space within, though having only been inhabited for a short while, already had a humid air about it. A few plant sprouts sat in cups on the counter and one vine crawling houseplant was draped over one corner of the bay window. It smelled of earth and growing things.
"I'm sorry to have taken so long," she apologized as she stepped from the bedroom, a deep green string strapped gown hugging her curves. Several strategic places had been cut out and replaced with thin lace to reveal slices of skin along her stomach, thigh and back.
Taking long strides to the couch, she set one heeled foot upon the cushion, lifted one side of the dress and adjusted her thigh high nylons. Complete with girder belt. Her blonde wild curls bounced around her face as she made sure all of her attire was in place and ready to go. As an added exotic touch, she let a few orange-red blossoms grow on one side of her head.
"Ok, what do you think? Sexy, right? Too much for a casual dinner with the residents? Too bold?" She asked her bodyguard in rapid succession, which only showed her excitement rather than her feigned shallow temperament.
"Alright, lets go have dinner!" She decided when she couldn't contain waiting for a reply from her bodyguard. Outwardly, she was as smooth and confident as ever, inside she was starving and couldn't wait to see what kind of food they made here. She hoped she wouldn't get wrapped up in some drab conversation that she'd be forced to listen to when shed rather enjoy her first meal of freedom. But appearance and image would win out, as it always did.
To see another dayβ¦
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2015 12:10 am
Mine FurubashiMine couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "I wonder myself, but they always make delicious meals." She said, looking back at him. Noticing where his hand was going, she quickly grabbed his wrist before it made contact with the metal. "Watch out!" She yelled, barely stopping his hand in time. She held on for one second before letting go. "I'm sorry. It's still pretty hot. Please be careful in the kitchen." She said, not quite meeting his eye. Gently pushing him along, she guided him towards the dining room. "We should wait in the dining room. That way we won't get in the way."
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2015 5:08 pm
Trenton.H.Lernaean Trenton was surprised by the random yelling from Mine and the grab of his hand. When she said it was hot, it clicked in his mind, but at the time he didn't care. Being led into the dinning room he sat down next to where Mine would sit and waited for dinner to arrive. A few moments later he noticed Freya and Aaron walk in. Giving them a once over he yawned and laid his head on the table. "Mine... Others..."Aaron.C.Typhon Freya in words that couldn't describe looked amazing to say the least and drop dead sexy to Aaron, but he wouldn't show it. He nodded with a grin and felt the rumblies in his tummy. Grabbing her bag for her they started walking down the hallway towards the dinning room. "I think you will have everyone's attention looking like that Freya. I am sure you can grab some following starting with that guy." He says as the actually make it in, seeing Trenton look over only to lay his head down. "Maybe he thinks he doesn't have a shot?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2015 6:59 pm
π e r e n a β« Flawless in every single thing I do βͺ
'Did he just check me out?' Serena quickly shook her head as she bounced over to him and took the dress from his hands. The fabric shimmered in the light and the lace was truly the color of sea foam. "It's truly perfect Mr. Sesah." She grinned at her body guard before moving behind the changing screen. "Just hold on a second for me to change."
She pulled the dress on and and looked in the mirror. It clung to her waist and chest with out straps. Leaving the back bare for the lace. She could see the redness on her legs showings. As all mermaids that attempted to stay way from home to long. A constant reminder that they weren't meant to walk on land. Looking through her clothes she pulled out some dark stockings before pulling them on. What Sesah didn't know couldn't hurt him. Peaking around at him, had he been influenced by her song?
Surely if he had... he would have been more upfront? Sesah seemed more sincere? Was it because he to was part reptile? Did her song only work on mammals? After dinner she would try and find a library to seek the answer. Her mother wasn't reachable, and she didn't have time to wait around and see if he truly was.
she looked at the pearls around her neck. 'There's always once way to find out.' She sighed to herself before leaning against the wall. Serena hated the reverse for the her enchantment. Humans always acted odd afterwards and she didn't want to ruin her new friendship. 'He's not human, and he would then be immune to your song.' It had to be done now, otherwise it wouldn't be fair. If he had heard her singing it could cause him and her harm.
"Sesah..." Stepping out from behind the screen she slowly walked forward to him. "I need to make sure of something. Please forgive me for this." She held his hands before leaning up and pressing her lips to his. How many times had she administered this was beyond her, but she didn't mind so much. Instead she wondered if Sesah minded to much. Pulling back after a few moments she freed him. "My voice can cause you harm, but now I won't have to worry about accidentally putting you under my spell." She bowed quickly, fretting slightly that he wouldn't want to be her friend anymore. "I'm sorry for invading your personal space...I just...I didn't want to hurt you."
βͺ Hesitating only shows how weakly you are β« ββ
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