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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:09 pm
»†† Řåŋđåľ Ŧâɱ Șɱĭţĥ ††«

He sat down to enjoy breakfast with the other three girls and was delighted that everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. He smiled at Cleo when she smiled at him in response to his thoughts on what to do for the day. Tajmina actually sat down and looked as if she were going to try what he'd fixed for breakfast, and Raven was starting a conversation with her. Nothing to complain about. He smiled brighter and took a few pancakes, two sausage patties and began to eat taking sips of his orange juice from time to time.
"That's great Raven. We'd be glad to have you."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:19 pm
  tαjmínα thє gírl вrєd tσ вє α slαvє`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´
Tajmina was very happy to have been invited by the nice looking man and his pet to sit down and have breakfast no matter how foreign it looked to her. It still smelled delicious. She smiled and thanked them both and then sat down when the small and dainty blonde girl, Cleo, sat out an extra place for her and Raven both. Raven was a colorfully dressed woman, but she liked it she decided. It gave her personality. She smiled at Raven and turned her attention to her while she waited for Randal and Cleo to take what they wanted before she got her own. She felt it would have been rude to do otherwise because she wasn't the one who had prepared the meal. She was simply a guest of sorts.
"Yes, you would be right. I am from India. I hope the accent does not bother you. And thank you Randal and Cleo, both, for inviting me to sit with you to breakfast. It smells amazing."
When they were done putting food on their plates, she then took a pancake for herself and a sausage patty as well as poured herself a glass of orange juice. She liked all of it. None of it was unpalatable or something she couldn't stomach. She even ventured to try the syrup and was pleased at its sweet taste and stickiness. Eating slowly, she savored it and found the orange juice particularly to her liking.
((O.ut O.f C.ookies smile )
чєs, σf cσursє mαstєr
í wσuld вє plєαsєd tσ sєrvє чσu...
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 11:51 pm
 ▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀¤¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·..>>--» Ambrosia MacAllister «--<<..·.¸¸·´¯`·.¸¸¤—¤÷(`[¤* Current Outfit *¤]´)÷¤— Ж "I'm not afraid to fall It means I climbed up high To fall is not to fail You fail when you don't try" Ж Ambrosia pondered over that for a moment, what would she like to eat? She wasn't a picky eater, though there were definitely some things that she like more than others. "Hmm. Well, how about some...chicken lo mein?" She asked, smiling at her pet and grasping his hand lightly to give him a reassuring squeeze.
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall I've fallen many times They laughed when I fell down But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 11:03 am
 Tir ti meddle persvek wer affairs di darastrixi... Dʀακɛ ► Drake felt his cheeks turn a very light shade of pink. "Chicken lo mein? That sounds delicious. Thank you." After everything he's been through, this dragon was not a picky eater at all.Ihk wux re crunchy... Vur taste bensvelk mrith ketchup. En-Faye (( I can't think of anything else to sayyyyy. ugh... lol #rpproblems -huggles- ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 8:12 pm
I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see Painted faces fill the places I can't reach You know that I could use somebody You know that I could use somebody Someone like you and all you know and how you speak Countless lovers under the cover of the street You know that I could use somebody You know that I could use somebody Someone like you
Cleopatra St. Raven
~Witch~
Who She's With:
Cleo mostly stayed quiet, taking a few small bites of her pancakes and watching the other three there. Randal had told Raven that they were glad to have her join them, and Raven had began speaking to Tajmina. Cleo stayed quiet, listening to their conversation for a few moments, Tajmina said that she was from India. Oh, well that made sense, Cleo realized. That would explain why Tajmina didn't know what the dishes were that she and Randal had been making. And it also explained her accent, Cleo hadn't been able to place it. She'd been to a lot of different places in her life, either because she'd get passed to someone that lived in a different country than where they had gotten her from. Or one of her former Masters had liked to travel a lot, and took Cleo along to help him during his travels. But she'd never to India. She'd always been curious about the country though, she'd heard some interesting things about it.
She hadn't planned on saying anything, but when Tajmina thanked her and Randal for inviting her to have breakfast with them, Cleo gave her a friendly smile. She wasn't used to be thanked, but then again, something told her that Tajmina was like herself, so that was probably why she had. "You're welcome, Tajmina," she said. Normally she wouldn't have, but she didn't think that Randal would mind.
After that, she went quiet again and finished off her pancakes, and then took a few sips of her orange juice. She considered telling Randal about what the potion she had in mind for the memory recovery potion, but then she decided against it. Both Tajmina and Raven seemed nice enough, but she didn't want to talk about the potion in front of them, it was for Randal, and Cleo wouldn't go around saying anything about a personal matter of his.
Off in the night while you live it up I'm off to sleep Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat I hope it's gonna make you notice I hope it's gonna make you notice Someone like me, someone like me Someone like me, somebody
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 8:13 pm
How can you see into my eyes like open doors? Leading you down into my core where I’ve become so numb Without a soul my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold Until you find it there and lead it back home Wake me up Wake me up inside I can’t wake up Wake me up inside Save me Call my name and save me from the dark Wake me up Bid my blood to run I can’t wake up Before I come undone Save me Save me from the nothing I’ve become
~Raven~
Company:
Raven smiled when Tajmina answered her, saying that her guess was right and that she was, indeed, from India. She had thought so. The accent alone she thought sounded Indian, but then paired with the girl's appearance, Raven had been almost certain she had guessed correctly. Raven loved India, she'd been there three times in the past century, and that was saying a lot for Raven.
She'd traveled to nearly every corner in the world, and now she only returned to her favorite places. She said nearly because she had never went to Antarctica, because Raven despised the cold. Normal cold at that, Antarctica cold. . . that hurt just thinking about it. She was extra sensitive to cold weather, it was always uncomfortable for her, so she avoided it when possible. And why should she bother herself to deal with cold, when she could just travel someplace warm? And traveling was so much easier these days, compared to what it was like centuries ago.
When Tajmina said that she hoped her accent didn't bother Raven, Raven quickly shook her head and made her pink hair fly around her face. "Not in the least," she assured. "I love India, I've been there. . . well, honestly I'm not sure the total amount of time I've visited there, but I've been there three times in the past century alone," she said with a shrug. "Accents don't bother me. Well, unless it's a really thick one and I have trouble understanding them when they try to speak English. In which case, if I speak their language, I'd much rather they just stuck to that. But yours is fine," she said.
Raven tilted her head a little at the other woman. "So, what brought you here? I mean, besides the obvious invitation," she added with a chuckle. "What made you decide to come here?" Raven asked, and then grinned. "Sorry, I'm just a naturally curious person. If I ask anything you'd rather not answer, you don't have to, of course," she added quickly.
Frozen inside without your touch Without your love, darling Only you are the life among the dead All this time I can't believe I couldn't see Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems Got to open my eyes to everything Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul Don't let me die here There must be something more Bring me to life
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 7:20 pm
 ▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀¤¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·..>>--» Ambrosia MacAllister «--<<..·.¸¸·´¯`·.¸¸¤—¤÷(`[¤* Current Outfit *¤]´)÷¤— Ж "I'm not afraid to fall It means I climbed up high To fall is not to fail You fail when you don't try" Ж The woman smiled at her pet, giggling silently when she noticed his cheeks turning color. "Then that is what we shall have! I may not be the greatest cook, but that is one thing I can make with out messing up. Would you like to help me?" Ambrosia did not cook very often, they had hired chefs for a reason, and there weren't many things she could make without messing something up. She had never really learned after all. This was one thing she could make fairly easily and the Head-Mistress was in the mood to cook for some reason.
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall I've fallen many times They laughed when I fell down But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 7:56 pm
 Tir ti meddle persvek wer affairs di darastrixi... Dʀακɛ ► He shook his head, "I shouldn't, I'm not very good at cooking and I'll only get in your way." Drake smiled and rubbed the back of his neck again. He shrugged unsure of what to do and quickly to the towel back to his damp messy hair.Ihk wux re crunchy... Vur taste bensvelk mrith ketchup.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 2:34 am
 ~Silvir~ After darting into this massive kitchen so quickly, he slows down to a walk. He gazes upon all the luxurious things strewn about. Running his fingers along the counter top while looking around at everything. He had noticed while walking about the kitchen that everything was very elegant and flashy. He didn't mind the elegance, but being too flashy wasn't for him. He perused the fridge and then muttered off somewhere else very slowly looking at everything.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 10:10 am
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄▄▄▄▄ xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄▄▄▄▄ xxJєzzαвєℓℓα вяιαяGive me a reason to believe that you're gone I see your shadow so I know they're all wrong Moonlight on the soft brown earth It leads me to where you lay They took you away from me but now I'm taking you home I will stay forever here with you My love The softly spoken words you gave me Even in death our love goes on Some say I'm crazy for my love, Oh my love But no bonds can hold me from your side, Oh my love They don't know you can't leave meThey don't hear you singing to me...O.O.C:▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ xx▄▄▄▄▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ xx▄▄▄▄▄Jezzabella was wandering the halls, searching for something to do and feeling a bit peckish. She entered the kitchen and saw a white haired boy, well man actually but she saw him as a boy anyway. After a moment of watching him, she spoke. "You're a very curious one, aren't you..." she tilted her head and smiled at him, her tone a bit teasing but mostly curious. "And with hair so white...it's hard not to spot you..." she looked at his hair in such a way that it was obvious she wasn't used to seeing white hair on someone so young. "My name is Jezzabella Briar...I am a mistress here....you must be a pet, I'm guessing. Do you have an owner?" she asked, circling him and looking him up and down with a grin. She reached out and ran a hand through his hair. "If not, want to be mine?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 12:47 pm
 ~Silvir~ Being completely distracted from all of the elegant items in the room and the aromatic aromas from all the flowers strewn about he didn't even notice or know when exactly Jezzabella came into the room until she had spoken. " You're a very curious one, aren't you..." He had quickly snapped his head over to her. Slowly looking up and down her as she continued to talk. " With hair so white... it's hard not to spot you..." He slightly raised an eyebrow and lightly took a few steps around her as he examined her. She had introduced herself to him, " My name is Jezzabella Briar... I am a mistress here..." he stayed cautious of her as he didn't really know where he was or if he was even allowed in here. She had began to circle around him as he just did but she ran a hand through his hair and he just stood there. She queried, " You must be a pet, I'm guessing. Do you have an owner? If not would you like to be mine?" He stood there slightly cocking his head to the side as he had no idea what she was talking about. He finally responded to something she'd said, " A pet? I've only just gotten here. I found this place by mistake after wandering about. Where am I?" He questioned her as he had no clue what was going on.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 4:13 pm
OOC: On my IPod so I'll add color and such later. Jezzabella smiled at him, a bit flirtatiously but mostly out of amusement. "In this place, there are two types of people...masters or mistresses and slaves...though I prefer the term 'pet'. I can tell you are a pet, it is very obvious, and if you don't know about any of this..you must no have an owner...how would you like for me to be your owner?" she smiled a bit wider. "Do you want to be claimed?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 9:07 pm
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Ж "I'm not afraid to fall I've fallen many times They laughed when I fell down But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2012 3:42 am
 ~Silvir~ He'd folded his arms and thought for a second. 'Interesting...' He spoke up after hearing her explanation, " What's an advantage of being your "pet" then?" He thought a bit longer on this and was still unsure of what would be an advantage of this...
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2012 5:35 pm
 Tir ti meddle persvek wer affairs di darastrixi... Dʀακɛ ► "I've never had to cook before. The shops always provided a meal for me." The dragon said and as he cast eyes downward. He shrugged a bit and watched as Ambrosia started to heat the pot of water on the stove. He looked at the vegetables she pulled out of the refrigerator. "So you have chefs cook for you...? So you're use to a 'rich' life style?"Ihk wux re crunchy... Vur taste bensvelk mrith ketchup.
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