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 Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 10:22 pm
"I figured I'd just see what I can find and see if anything called out to me." Finding a bag of chocolate chips in the pantry she got an idea, walking out to bring it up to the chef she heard her...well, he wasn't quite her master any more, and she still didn't know his name. That would be an awkward thing to ask for now. And seeing as she hadn't even gotten around to calling him anything out loud, there had never been a discussion of names. He called it a party, though two people hardly made a party. Setting the chocolate chips down on the counter with the other ingredients that the chef had gathered Aurora noticed that they also had all the tools they would need now. All that was missing was what would give flavor to the cookie. The flour, sugar, brown sugar, baking soda, salt, eggs, butter...it was all there.
Like a little kid, he put in his vote and Aurora shook her head as he ran over to a stool to sit and watch. When she looked back to the cook he was looking at her as though asking if she would agree to such things, like her opinion was just as important as the man who paid his check. "Fine, but I'm adding a secret ingredient so they won't be so boring." She didn't tell either of them what it was, just set out to making the dough with a bit of help from the chef. It was good he had come in when he did. With her left hand she measured ingredients, shaking it even before adding it to the bowl, where if she cradled it against her stomach with her right forearm, Aurora could still mix. The eggs and messier things she left to her partner, while caring for mostly the dry ingredients.
When the dough was ready to make if all a person wanted was plain ole peanut butter cookies, Aurora went to her secret ingredient and poured it in. The chef worked the chocolate chips and white chocolate chips into the mixture, then the two set out to loading up a cookie sheet and put it in the oven.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 10:39 pm
 Sason sat there and watched, one wouldn't guess by his cheerful demeener that he was a demon powerful enough to melt the city of new York in a heartbeat and then rebuild it. He simply sat there watching like an eager child waiting for the cookies to be done, normally he'd bake them with his flames but he figured the wait would be worth it. Instead while he waited the chef turned to him and smiled "Is there anything I can get for you while we wait, Master Sason?" He asked and all Sason asked for was the bottle of orange juice in the fridge, feeling like having something that wasn't alcoholic for once in a while. After fulfilling the request the chef turned to Aurora "ajd for you?" He asked while going into another fridge and pulling out a can of Dr. Pepper, cracking it open and taking a sip. This was one of the recently rare moments where everyone was relaxed and having a reletively good time baking cookies. Sason hadn't witnessed one of these in quite some time, since he had been in a bit of a funk the past few years after one of Kahls visits ended in the death of 3 members of staff and one of his relief slaves.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 11:39 pm
And so the waiting game began, though they killed some time by loading up a second tray of the cookies to replace the present one with once they were ready to come out. As though the chef had known her present dilemma he spoke the name of her previous master, and finally she had it. Aurora was sure someone would say it sooner or later, but she hadn't quite expected it so soon. Not that it mattered when she got it, and better that it was sooner so that if anything came up she knew what to call him.
When asked what she would like she was surprised that neither of them had chosen it. "Milk...it kind of goes with cookies." He got her a cup and filled it up with the white liquid, while everyone anticipated the ring of the bell that signified the cookies were done. They might need a second to cool to a temperature that could be lifted off the pan, but that wouldn't take too long. Especially if they ended up transporting them to a cooling rack. The buzzer sounded and Aurora reached for a pot holder.
"I got it." The chef interjected to which she shook her head and reached once more.
"It's fine. I can do this much. And if I burn my other hand then that's on me." The heat of the oven blazed, radiating out of the small box and across her face. Grabbing the side of the baking sheet she pulled It out and set it down over the store. The next one was already being placed inside, the kitchen now already smelling of homemade cookies.
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 1:16 am
Sason reached for one of the peanut butter cookies while they were still hot and popped it into his mouth "mmmmm delicious, excellent work Frankie as usual" this made the chef give sason a look that Aurora had given him plenty of timestimes "Please, I've told you a million times sir, my name is Francis" Sason shrugged and simply laughed at the chefs annoyance "you know I call you Frankie cuz it bugs you right?" He teases and Francis reluctantly nods "yes I'm very much aware of that sir...... Susan" this made sason choke on his juice in surprise. Susan was the name his other brother called him when he stopped by. His brother Shimo, while still being annoying, was far better than Kahl in that no one died when he visited, everyone simply got completely wasted and at least 4 of his maids end up having sex with him every time he visits. "I hate you" Sason says simply, giving the chef an annoyed look at. The use of Shimo nickname for him. This made the chef laugh which made Sason laugh. Pretty soon the room was filled with laughter and good moods, oh and cookies, the most important thing of all. "This is what I mean when I say we're family here" Sason finally says looking at Aurora "and we'd be happy to have you part of our family" he says snagging another cookie since they had cooled down a bit
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 7:09 pm
They hadn't been out for mere moments before Sason reached over to pull one off the pan and made quick work of it. Aurora reached for one of her own, blowing on it a little before taking a bite while the two boys discussed the others name. She hadn't quite pegged the chef as a 'Francis', it was a rather strange name for a man his age. It sounded much more like an old man's name. As Francis came back with Susan for Sason, Aurora just leaned back against the counter and watched. Certainly there had to be a better comeback than Susan, but it was a woman's name, which took things a step farther than Francis to Frankie.
Sason's reaction was rather funny, but as he choked on the juice, Aurora wondered if it was a step too far. At the end of the day he was still the boss, and one with an admitted temper. While she had stopped nibbling on her cookie and was about ready to redirect the conversation the two bust out into laughter. Taking the last bite of her cookie, Aurora instead reached for another, leaning back once more just to enjoy her baking.
Looking up as Sason spoke of family she sighed, 'Not this again.' After a sip of her milk she responded, "You toss that word around like it means something. I've seen many a family, lived with many families. I have no desire for one. Besides...for what? To purposefully mess up peoples names? I'll be fine without."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 11:10 am
Sason shrugged and sighed, when it came out as a white cloud his guard immediately came up "what the hell, do I have a freaking becone that tells demons to come say hello?!" He stands up and walks over to an intercom "all staff please return to your rooms and get warm, we will be experiencing an unusual cold snap and anyone caught outside their room may be caught in the extreme drop in tempurature" after hanging up the intercom Sason turned to Francis and Aurora "stay in the kitchen, keep the ovens going and try your best to stay warm....... take this" holding up his hand, a pair of small blue flames that shoot towards the two and hover around them, giving off a decent amount of warmth "if it's too much just snuff it out with your hand, it won't burn you" he says and walks off to the main entrance Walking up to the door with snow and ice following him is Sasons middle brother, Shimoyake, demon lord of ice. The man is dressed in casual combat attire, a sleeveless turtle neck exposes his thick arms covered in deep scars from his life spent at the sword. He wears black cargo pants tucked into a pair of matching combat boots. Shimo is the only brother that shares Sasons hair ajd eye color, except Shimos is cut short spiked up and tinged with blue from his ice. The most eye catching feature is the massive sheathed claymore on his back, inside is actually a shattered claymore coated in an indestructible permafrost that he can control. Sason deems shimo to be one of the most dangerous because of his unpredictability "Shimo what are you doing here?!" Shimo smiled, sharp canines visible against his lips "Just came to say hello and maybe have a friendly match" face to face, it's obvious shimo would win hands down in a fight of physical strength, that paired with his sword make him a very effective killer among the demon lords, but also the greatest ally should things turn sour
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 12:44 pm
Eyebrows knitted as Sason stood, she looked up to spot the speakers in the kitchen as his voice echoed through out the house. What was going on? An extreme drop in temperature? Before she could ask Sason was telling them what to do, but not why, which only made her curious, and curiosity was sometimes Aurora's biggest downfall. The blue orb of fire rested right my her shoulder, emanating heat. Aurora looked at the thing, though didn't raise a hand to touch it, but then he was gone, and she was just left with the cook. "What's going on?" The buzzer to the oven went off and both of them looked over to the oven. The chill was rising, goose flesh starting to rise on Aurora's arms.
Francis went to the oven and pulled out the other batch of cookies, then left the oven open. The heat attempting to battle the cold air. "It's Shimo."
"The one who calls him Susan?"
"One in the same. He's another of Sason's brothers. I wonder why he is here though. And so soon after the other."
"Could one brother have talked to the other? I mean he's on this whole kick now about getting stronger. Are they just trying to beat him down?"
The chef put his hands over the open oven and motioned his head for her to come and join him. Aurora did, resting her hands over the oven as well. The cool air cooled the cookies, but their smell lingered. "That's the problem with Shimo...you never know what's going to happen when he comes. He might not be prideful like the other brother you met, but it all depends on his mood."
"Then why did everyone get sent to their rooms?"
"Out of sight out of mind. Isn't that how the saying goes. We just have to hope he doesn't come this way." He paused then, "You look cold."
"Yea...I kinda am." Chills were running through her body, making her shiver. Even with her demon blood, the human side of her was proving it's frailty.
Francis took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her, "For warmth." He justified, when she went to pull away. He was warm, she would give him that, and her head fit quite right against his chest and shoulder. Tilting her head Aurora caught his gaze and they said nothing for a moment, then she turned her head back and let him continue to hold her. One hand moved across her back, creating friction and a little more heat. She could hear his heartbeat, a rhythmic thump against his rib cage.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 1:43 pm
Sason growled quietly looking at his confident brother, being a warrior who's never been defeated certainly gives one the right to stand there smirking like he doesn't have care in the world. Before he could move, Sason was looking down the blade of Shimos shattered frozen claymore, Winter Fang "if I had been Kahl you'd be dead" he said calm before sheathing his sword and tucking his hands in his pockets "I heard about this possible war between you and him. And honestly at this point you and everyone in this little hide out of yours will be on spikes outside his castle in seconds." Sason stood there clenching his teeth and fists, for once that mad man was right, at the strength he was now, Kahl would have them all slaughtered without batting an eye lash "so why are you here?" He asked again "like I said I'm here for a friendly match, before Kahl slaughters you and feeds you to his pet " before Sason made another move he pulled out some more onyx jewelry "fine but put this on, the insulation in the rooms won't hold out your cold much longer" Shimo chuckles "oh right" he says and puts it on, his blizzard subsiding instantly to just a mild chill. Sason still couldn't believe shimo was here to help for once. Letting him inside he led shimo towards the back through the kitchen, informing the staff they could leave there rooms "Aurora, I'd like to introduce you to Shimoyake, demon lord of ice ajd my younger brother" Shimo bowed like a gentleman and smiled "pleasure" he said and walked out back "hurry up Susan, I'm itching to beat your a**" Sason sighed and went outback, to be instantly greeted with a hard right to the jaw that sent him flying "keep your guard up at all times with a lord around, you never know what they will do if they're your enemy" he says walking up to Sason who's now spitting up a blood, only a demon has the power to make another demon actually bleed and not instantly heal
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 2:41 pm
Francis' motives might of needed to be called into question. For while the warmth was welcome, Aurora wasn't sure she was the only one getting anything out of this. Just like someone hit a switch though, it suddenly wasn't so cold. Both of them pulled apart a little bit, then fully. The heat from the flame Sason had given her was now too much and Aurora's lips pulled up in a little smile when she brought her hands around it then put them together in a clap, snuffing the flame from existence. When she pulled her hands away, there was no longer anything there, nothing on her palms either to say it had ever been.
Aurora closed the door to the oven then and went back to the cookies. Everything had been touched by the chill, so the baked goods lifted right up and off the sheet. The spoon was stuck in the dough, leaving it unable to be stirred or moved for the moment. "Well this visitor knows how to put a halt on everything."
Speaking of the pair of brothers now entered the room, and Aurora got her first look at Shimo. They shared more in similarities than the previous sibling, yet they were fire and ice. Nodding her greeting in return, she noticed he was quick to be on his way and out into the backyard, calling for Sason to be just as quick. Watching the two leave, left her to walk to the window over the sink to see the progression of events. She had nothing better to do, and Aurora had done quite a bit of sparring herself. Though her powers were limited to that of sight, she could be quick, and also defend in hand to hand type combat. "They are quite the opposites. One ice, one fire, hard to believe they would be brothers."
Francis joined her at the window, "All the siblings are rather different from one another."
"All? How many are there?"
"You know I'm not quite sure. You'd have to ask Sir Sason."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 11:58 pm
After getting belted half way across the yard, and rubbing out the pain in his jaw, Sason stood up only to be face to face with Shimo once again "too slow" he said before a hard kick came swinging at Sason, this time he was able to guard it but that meant his arms took the full force of a kick that could flip a car "crap!!!" He shouted as the pain shot through his body. Shimo walked up winding up for another punch "couple hundred years ago you would have seen that coming and been ready to roast me" he says disappointed and launching a blast of ice towards Sason. Not taking a second he launches a bust of fire to Shimo chuckled before charging through the resulting steam with more hand to hand "bbetter but nit good-" he was stopped as Sason ducked into the steam with a firey uppercut. Having knocked Shimo back Sason tried to charge with more. Shimo simply laughed as he froze Sason in place "llets make this more interesting, if I conceide defeat before you, I'll join your fight against Kahldris, if you lose however, every one of your female staff is mine" Shimo was a notorious man whore in the demon lords, this however began to flip Sasons switch. After melting his frozen prison, Sason lunged at Shimo with schimitars he crafted from his metal make magic. After Sason finally drew a weapon, Shimo did as well. He drew the shattered base of a claymclaymore from his sheath that rapidly became a fully shattered blade coated in the permafrost. "CCome at me Sason" he said holding his blade low to the ground with a single hand with his free hand held out ready to intercept
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 12:27 am
The chef winced at the next blow, getting a look from Aurora, "Is no one going to stop that? Just let them go on with it?"
"Would you want to get in the middle of that. It's a war zone out there. We are not going out that door. You'll get caught in the crossfire and loose a limb to ice or fire. It isn't worth it. At some point they will stop. We just have to wait for that."
"Looks more like a one sided fight to me. He hasn't got a single shot in yet." And with those words their view from the window was obstructed by the steam from the two men's joint attack. It settled slowly, which caused Aurora to wonder how the two would keep this up without relying on sight.
Even though they were inside, the two could hear the brothers rather clearly, so as the stakes were raised she asked a question she already knew the answer to. It was the principle of the thing though, "All the...Why would he want all the female staff?" It was silly to group them all up like that, their purpose being one thing.
"He...well, he goes through women quickly." Aurora gave him a look that said she had guessed as much, and that her question was more rhetorical than anything else. "But you aren't part of the staff, so you don't have to worry anyway. You're not going anywhere."
"What a relief." Came the sarcastic comment. It was still strange fore Aurora to think about. She wasn't staff, he was right on that. Slaves would be considered staff as well, but she was no longer a slave. "Damn this family is seriously mental." Looking back to Francis she pointed at the window. "This is what I was talking about. Dysfunctional, families are only good for fights."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 1:33 am
With Sason filled by rage and the determination not to lose, while shimo was simply having fun with the foght, it was no surprise when Shimos sword sliced thru Sasons side while Sasons blades didn't even touch their target. Swearing once more, Sason forgot his brothers sword began to freeze it's victims with ever cut; a few more hits and he'd be a popsicle. Shimo sighed and slammed Sason to the ground with his boot "come on Susan, show me the might that earned you the title of demon king, let's see that calm fury" he said walking away and willing the ice away from Sason, allowing him to burn the wound shut. Embedding his blade on the ground he waited for Sason to try and tap into his true demon powers. When Sason started to will himself angry, Shimo walked up and belted him "no, if you get truly angry you get sloppy and if you get sloppy you're dead, again" he said turning around only to come in with a kick that again launched Sason across the yard. "You need to be fast and you need to be strong, but you can't be reckless " he says as Sason tries time ajd time again to match Shimos lesson. As the sun sank below the trees and sason was a bloody mess from the beating he's taken. He finally stops shimo with a grab covered in flames that slowly solidified into a full body, black plate armor, a Cerberus and chain motif on the whole thing and a guard covering his mouth and nose "finally the demon king shows himself" Sason slammed shimo to the ground and shackled him their with chains he launched deep into the ground to hold him there "I win" Sason says in a calm yet authoritative voice, which gets a laugh from shimo "congratulations, now let me up so I can leave" after setting shimo free ajd seeing him out, his armor fades and he collapses against the door way "Aurora grab me the black and gold Wine bottle" he says more like an order than a request, whatever was in that bottle was needed badly for Sason
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 12:12 pm
"I suppose being a family would have made earlier a little awkward."
Aurora gave a ghost of a smirk, "See. Think of all the things we couldn't do as family. Isn't it better we're not?" Raising her eyebrows a bit suggestively Aurora returned to the cookie dough which was finally starting to thaw. Scooping out a few on the tray she handed it off and let Francis stick it in the oven while she returned back to the window. In her time away from it blows had been exchanged, and Sason was looking a little worse for wear. His clothing was cut and stained with blood, and upon looking at Shimo, she was nearly certain it was his own.
Shimo was giving Sason space though, but close it back up to tell him something similar to what Aurora had spoken to him about. Anger was no way to fuel power. Anger clouded judgment, and it took up too much space in the mind. It was sound advice, and Aurora found herself liking this Shimo brother, much more than the last. He might not have been very talkative, or shown any interest in much of anything other than fighting Sason, but as least he knew what he was talking about.
The two showed no sign of stopping, so after the cookies were done, Aurora went back to her room for a little while, then came back to the kitchen to help Francis with dinner. Mostly just gathering things and stirring, but the company was nice. The sounds of fighting never ceased, until finally it did. The pair in the kitchen came to the window to find Shimo chained to the ground. 'So it's not just fire...the bars over the windows, the chains, he can forge at his will also.'
It was over, and the two walked through the kitchen silent. Shimo was gone and with him went the cold. When Sason came back, covered in the armor only for a moment longer before it too was gone, Aurora was biting the inside of her lip. When she noticed this, she stopped of course, not able to think on it too much when Sason called out to her. It was the first time she had heard anything sounding like an order come her way. Other than maybe the request that her and Francis stay in the kitchen earlier. "Umm..." Looking around she did not spot the thing immediately. Francis reached up into a glass fronted cupboard where a couple of wine bottles sat. Seeing him do this she reached for one of the glasses and took the bottle from the chef over to Sason.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 12:35 pm
"Thank you" he said taking the bottle but not the glass. Popping the cork he began to chug the bottle. As he did the flames on the candles began to flare and grow until settling back down. The wine was made from an underworld berry that replenished energy at the cost of a persons life span, being immortal Sason was immune to these effects and drank it when his energy was extremely low. Only downside was since it was a demon wine, it made him quite drunk. "After finishing his fill he slowly tried to get up, obviously a little shaky "well hey there sexy" he said looking at her, his eyes darker, a sign he was actively trying to influence her with his incubus side. This was drunk Sason, very flirty, very horny and incubus on a rampage. Francis had walked up hearing his intoxicated voice and started to drag him towards the kitchen "master sit down before you get hurt" he said tiredly, apparently last time he got drunk he ended up sleeping with every female member of the staff, which is when ophelia became obsessed with him. The entire time he keeps trying to influence and flirt with Aurora, being the closest female ajd the most attractive in the manor. "Why don't *hick* you and I go off and have some fun somewhere nice" he says with his usual confident smirk and dark red eyes.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 1:21 pm
Turning she set the glass back down on the island countertop, looking to the candles as they flared. It had been an eventful first two days here, and little did Aurora know, just what was up for her next. Still watching the flame as he started to get up, she heard him speak and came back with an, "Excuse me?" There was actually a little anger mixed in there, that he would say it so easily, and for what point? "What do you..." Her teal eyes met his, and her heart skipped a beat. Aurora looked away immediately with a short gasp. 'What was that?'
As Francis came over she wondered if this was the incubus side she had since been able to fight off. To anyone else that would normally be under the strong spell, this must be a crashing wave, a tsunami tide of his power just forcing people to lose their minds. For Aurora, perhaps because of his extra effort, or that her and Francis had recently been so close, and maybe because her human day was coming soon, it felt like she was finally being influenced. The week leading up to her human day always left her weaker than any other time. Though there had been nothing of it to cause any matter up till now.
Rubbing the back of her neck and taking a good breath, Aurora tried to gather herself, though felt compelled to follow Francis as he deposited Sason into a chair. Just his words put knots in her stomach, and ideas in her head. Pushing those aside Aurora made the mistake of looking at him once more and got lost in his gaze. "Aurora?" It was Francis, and his voice broke the most recent thought of Sason's hands trailing the curves of her body, resting on her hips, waist, dancing across her back.
Tearing her eyes away she looked at the chef, did he feel nothing? Francis did not speak but mouthed the words, 'Alcohol' and 'strong'. So that would mean this was drunkerdness speaking."I think a better idea would be getting you a shower, and then getting some rest. You must be tired from all the fighting." She tried to reason, wondering if he would even be able to manage a shower in this state. 'You could always get in with him.' A small voice in her head coaxed her.
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