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 Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 2:16 pm
ℒℯoηis
Leonis felt ashamed, walking, rather hesitantly thanks to the certain recent activity, down a hallway, maids would walk past, take in his rather disorderly appearance when he couldn't tie it properly, and it looked thrown on. The passing maids would merely giggle to themselves, other staff would frown in disapproval, or snicker to themselves with smirks.
The angel let his head hang, soft raven locks covering his eyes feeling worse by the second. Fed up with it, he slipped into another room, not really aware of which one it was, and turned round to see dusty white sheets covering the items in the room. One which he guessed hadn't been used in a while.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 2:34 pm
Crest
Finally when he had walked out his self-rage, he checked on the slaves and the children. Once satisfied with the results he went back to the dinning hall for lunch.
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 6:37 am
ℒℯoηis
Looking about the room, which seemed to be a bedroom as he pulled off one of the dusty white sheets. He picked up a picture frame on the work top, rubbing off some of the dust, it had faded though. He could vaguely see Crest standing with another person, but it wasn't clear.
'Wonder who this room belonged to..?'
He stepped back, bumping into an old shelf, that was near breaking, it let out a creek before smashing to the ground, burying him in a pile of dust and heavy books and the wood of the shelf. Leonis let out a shallow cry as he hit the floor, stunned a little at the sudden contact.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 5:38 pm
Crest
He sighed heavily as he quickly heard a commotion and went to go see for himself. The work staff were all heading in one direction and he trailed behind.
"Its the Duodecim! He's hurt himself!"
'What trouble has that helpless idiot got himself into this time?'
Crest noticed one room that was a flurry with activity, already ticked that the Angel had cause trouble now he had to face going into that one room again!
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 5:48 pm
ℒℯoηis
Leonis felt a hand round his elbow pulling at him, to try and dislodge him from the pile, a few other staff members were pulling away the bit of broken wood, and heavy books.
The angel felt back though, he wasn't injured, just winded and couldn't catch his breath.
Trying to sit up he felt a little dizzy but tried to talk to them. "N-no, no, I'm fine, I'll clear u-up now.." Once unburied, those smirks, giggles and disapproving looks were back; and Leonis felt his tummy wrench with shame; he knew they must either pity him, or think him a fool, knocked out by books in a frilly maid outfit. He wished the ground would just swallow him whole.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 6:12 pm
Crest
Crest peered in, to think that the Angel would actually hurt himself like so and send the house into a frenzy. He squared his shoulder's, walked in and picked up Leonis bridal style and carried him out, keeping his face straight.
'Damn.'
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 6:18 pm
ℒℯoηis
Leonis gasped as he was picked up suddenly, one hand lightly resting against Crest's chest, holding onto his shirt as his eyes flitted about fast in panic.
He couldn't read the man's expression, and bit his lip, not knowing whether that was a good thing or not. "I..I'm sorry, I'll fix i-it if you let me down.."
The Duodecim felt just useless right now.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 6:32 pm
Crest
'What the hell am I going to do with him?! He's covered in dust, there are bound to be splinters in those wings, he's just so helpless!'
Crest brought him back to the bedchamber and put him back in the tub with warm running water after stripping him of the dirty cloths. Sat on a stool next to the tub and stared off at the far wall. Finally after some thought, spoke.
"Idiot, your helpless when it comes to defending yourself, now it looks like you have added an old bookself next to monsters." Taking the sponge, he began to scrub the dust covered Leon, getting his hair and between his toes and every nook and cranny, ignoreing the protest's and sqeaks of moment of pleasures touched.
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 6:50 pm
ℒℯoηis
Placed against the bath, before he could stop him, the clothes were pulled from his body. Helpless? A little true, but it still stung a bit to hear.
Varied gasps left his voice at the cleaning, but nothing too bad; he tried again, like a time before, "I-if you're busy I-I can wash m-myself.."
He tried to catch the cloth from Crest's hands, slowing him a little, biting into his own lip nervously. Being washed, like a baby.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 7:15 pm
Crest
Crest pressed his lips to Leonis'.
"Let others help you! You may have splinters in your feathers from the now dishelved bookcase."
He sounded mad despite his straight face, Crest let his hand group the joint of Leon's legs.
( XD wow, lol, Crest is a pervert and he doesn;t know it! XXD )
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 2:06 pm
ℒℯoηis
Gasping again at the grope, he squirmed a little, his hands jolted forward clasping over the wandering one and held onto it, keeping it back from his skin, the angel bit his lip nervously, not knowing what his refusal would cause Crest to do.
"Th..thank you..for the h-help..B-but I will fix the shelf, it was my fault it came down.."
He was trying to just show he was thankful and also feeling responsible.
The stress though from having everyone laughing, and his unstable relationship so far with his master, it was beyond distressing.
ever so carefully he leaned forward, head leaning on Crest's arm; face hidden. Sure he was trembling, but he had to show he was willing to try.
"P-please...c..can I just..have boy clothes...please.." It wouldn't hurt trying to ask, at least that's what he thought.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 7:13 pm
(De-javu! I had a vision that I was responded to this with a major sun burn/tan!)
Crest
"That shelf is gone now, it was going to give one day." Crest stood and left, pausing at the door. "If it makes you that uncomfortable, then don't leave the room, your cloths will be here in a week."
He returned to his balconey and sat in his chair, obviously ticked off and burried his face in his hand, his anger had burned completely off.
"Why won't he accept the help?! It make's it more frustrating if he push's it away."
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 7:16 am
ℒℯoηis
As Crest left he slipped forward, head burying in his hands. He just couldn't talk to this man. It was like there was a panel between them, and whatever he said was lost in the translation through it.
Leonis dried himself, wrapping the towel round his waist, he moved into the bathroom and sat on a chair, lightly combing his hands through his feathery wings checking for splinter, back to the balcony as an occasional droplet of water dripped from his wet raven locks, and slid down his bare back.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 5:13 pm
Crest
Crest leaned into the back rest.
"I could sell him, end the life debt right there but no kingdom would give up their treasury stores just to buy a Duodecim when they represent the virtue's that hold the 12 together."
He kept comeing to conclusion after conclusion.
"He has to live his life out by my side for enternity."
He pushed the forbidden memory back down into the dark depths of his soul.
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 5:46 am
ℒℯoηis
Crest had been right, there were splinters in his wings. Leonis felt bad for pushing away his help, but he was still getting used to this environment. All the staff looked down on him, and all he did was anger the man he was bound to.
Letting out a quiet sigh, he shivered as he felt another drop of water roll down his bare back, before moving to the other wing, carefully tending to it.
'What should I do.. I.. should say sorry maybe? Try and make conversation?'
Deciding on that, he headed back, his clothes dirty and dusty, he left them, and kept the towel round his waist on, he approached the balcony, near enough Crest, but still inside.
"E..Excuse me um..I .. I'm sorry for..th-the shelf and not letting you help..So who's room was that, Sir?" The question had been looming in his mind the whole time.
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