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 Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2004 7:43 pm
VTMarik Nicholai Maxwell *nods* Yes, we shall. *continues speaking* Well, my father needed some time to invent without caring for me, even though I probably care for him more. *her face suddenly takes a concerned look* Are you an orphan? Oh, I am so sorry. *she takes his hands in hers, and gives him her sympathy look* Well, I guess we should go on in, rather than standing here making a scene. *giggles* Well, let's go!
Orphan? Not really. My mother died only about a year ago.
He shrugged and grabbed one of the menus. They listed mostly alcohols, but there was food also.
Oooh, some of these things sound really good. Really, really good.*Probes her menu, and selects her order, but says* But, Theodore, you said your father WAS, not is. I assumed he was dead too. *calls the waitress over.*
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2004 7:49 pm
Nicholai Maxwell *Probes her menu, and selects her order, but says* But, Theodore, you said your father WAS, not is. I assumed he was dead too. *calls the waitress over.*
He paused for a moment in thought.
So, yeah, I guess I am an orphan.
He shrugged, smiling. He looked at the menu and then at the waitress.
Umm, i'll have some beef. Any kind, as long as it is cooked.
You Ippi?
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2004 7:55 pm
VTMarik Nicholai Maxwell *Probes her menu, and selects her order, but says* But, Theodore, you said your father WAS, not is. I assumed he was dead too. *calls the waitress over.*
He paused for a moment in thought.
So, yeah, I guess I am an orphan.
He shrugged, smiling. He looked at the menu and then at the waitress.
Umm, i'll have some beef. Any kind, as long as it is cooked.
You Ippi?*thinks a bit* Umm, I will take the rice, the fresh oniyaki, a little orange juice, fresh pork, a pound of roast turkey, and a celery stick. *looks to Theodore* Are we done?
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2004 8:42 pm
Half of the guards broke off from the group to follow Serefina as she spurred her mount home. The other half remained with Anastazi, still keeping close watch on the cat-boy.
"If you were trying to feed yourself, then you really ARE dense. Or pathetic..." He paused, his eyes no longer focused on the boy, but instead on some point in midair. A red glow caught the corner of his eye and he glanced at it, pulsing from within the boy's garments. His face betrayed nothing, but he thought a bit longer before speaking again.
"Bring him with us. I wish to persue this matter further." Then he turned and followed his sister, pausing only to allow the guards to hustle the boy onto a horse.
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2004 9:04 pm
Serefina was still in her room, no longer interested in dinner or even her trip tomorrow, she wanted a bit of freedom. Was that so much to ask really. To go somewhere without a guard. Le Sigh... She sat up on her bed and looked at her long sword and bow, the bow was too unweilding to be useful.
She then slipped into a pair of pants of the stable boys' and slipped the long sword into the belt there along with an old shirt of Stazi's and headed downstairs, after braiding her hair and slipping it under a cap, towards the servants quarters.
She wouldn't go far and she was armed she was just very very bored and hoped she could find one of the guards who were willing to 'play' just a bit. Making her way to the stables once more, she catches on of the guards who was still brushing down his horse "hey Richter, up for a bit of a spar again?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2004 9:31 pm
Nicholai Maxwell *thinks a bit* Umm, I will take the rice, the fresh oniyaki, a little orange juice, fresh pork, a pound of roast turkey, and a celery stick. *looks to Theodore* Are we done?
The waitress took the order, and went off to the kitchen.
So, I take it that you're hungry.
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2004 9:55 pm
((Slifer, Kit says you won't mind if I go ahead and take you back to our place...if you were gonna try something, just post it and I'll edit.))
In the foyer of the Mournay house, Anastazi turned to his guards and the boy they escorted.
"In case you hadn't realized it, my name is Lord Anastazi De Mournay. If you would be so kind as to leave your...ah, weapons here, I can assure you no harm will come to you while we talk. As long as you behave yourself. Of course, if you'd rather not..." Anastazi nodded at the guards on either side of the boy, who made ready to frisk the boy if necessary. It was clear that Anastazi meant to get his talk, one way or another.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 3:33 am
"No" he said slowly "I wish you no harm, but i am not leaving this" he said showing the katana. "It is very important to me, please, allow me to keep it" he said slowly. Little did he realise the sword possessed abilities far better than any other sword.
He looked around and felt his stomach churn. He was so hungry, maybe if he just asked for a bit of food, he might get it. No, he would ask about it later, now was his katana. He wasn't leaving it with these guards. Oaths....
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 4:30 am
Mammon would be in something close to a state of shock as man and women walked off. The Imp's sunken eyes were wide, eyelids almost vanishing into it's head. What had just happened? First it had been slipping about from shadow to shadow then had bumped into that man. The man was not someone Mammon was fond of. Then that girl had appeared. If Mammon had not been fond of the man the Imp despised the girl. Too happy, too joyful for it's personal taste. It had scratched her and she cried not because of the scratch, but because it would not be her freind. Human's were too strange sometimes.
Yet it would be at this time that Mammon glanced up to notice a wide array of people stareing at it. Most of the glance's were far from approving however. A good number of people had been traveling the street and the girl's loud voice had attracted attention to him. He had not paid attention to who was whatching when he scratched her, obviously her tears had called attention down on him. If it would have been possible Mammon would have curled up and died under those stares. That was obviously not goining to happen though. Instead it merely turned and bolted back into the alley from which it had came, falling down to use it's fore-arms and legs for more speed.
Put simply, the Imp's life sucked. Chaos's OOC There, posted for both of my characters. Still half asleep, but not like I care... Now off to school...for real...
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 8:43 am
Richter turned around from where he was grooming his horse when he heard Serefina's voice "No Milady, after the events of the day I would prefer to take no chances with my contract" giving her attire but the barest of glances before returning to brushing his horse down.
It was the stable boys' job technically but he had always enjoyed doing it himself, in fact it was he who had taught Serefina that it would help build a bond between her and her horse if she learned to do so herself, infact it was Richter who had helped her overcome much of the condscention that the nobles held for the lower classes.
As well as a lot of her training, it was he who had taught Serefina how to use a long sword properly and a lot of the other unladylike habits she had gained in the time Stazi had been away at school. Before it had been fine, she was just a girl, now however she was a young lady old enough to be wed off. The incident today was just another example of why he needed to hold off on these spars.
Stazi had already unintentionally ceased them somewhat when he had moved Richter from his sister guard to his own personal guard when he came back from school, thinking the reason 'Fina had spent so much time with the man was due to a schoolgirl crush and hadn't wanted anything to come of it. "Please Go to your room Lady Serefina, and I won't tell Lord Anastazi about this littel sojourn in that clothing" Using her title to try and distance himself from the woman-child, with whom he was half in love with anyways.
"B....but" The handsome young guard only shook his head as she began to protest. Serefina simply sighed and started to walk away, not towards her room but away back into the city. She had taken but a few steps when Richter stepped away from his horse and was in front of her
"Milady please return to your room, I don't wish to bring you before Lord De Mournay for punishment the day before your trip, I know you've been looking forward to" he said before continuing "Besides who will I have to make me keep up my guard on the trip, if I'm not constantly looking out for you" Winking at her to get her to lighten up slightly as well as a vent for some of his own emotions at how much he would like her there on the trip tho she would never sense it.
Serefina gave in, in a way that only Richter could make her, nodding her head slightly before turning back to the house and heading towards her room, but stopped. It would seem she was going to get caught no matter what. Her brother was interrogatting the neko in the foyer of their home, for what possible reasoning, then as the boy lifted the katana she caught the aura of the sword that she had been too annoyed to earlier.
She almost burst out with a declaration but caught herself, it would probably annoy Stazi as well, but at least she knew why he had brought the boy here. He wanted more info on the katana. She moved up behind Stazi, touching him only lightly, forgetting for the moment that she had changed her riidng habit for a more simple peasant boy looking costume and in fact looked hardly a thing like herself.
She had soot on her face and looked rather scruffy from her escape rout through the servants quarters. Her focus was on finding out more about that katana. Looking around Stazi at the neko with a bit more sympathy in her eyes at the moment than she had shown before. She didn't think about the guards, the ones Stazi had brought to the house that weren't familair with her strange attire.
Before she had moved too close to Stazi and had barely touched his sleeve and looked at the neko, two of the guards that weren't holding the catboy moved quickly to her, a sword each to her throat."Hold there" She was after all holding a longsword and was close to their Lord.
If she moved to remove her hat they would see it was her, but if she moved she would also find her head removed before she could do so. Damn her luck, she wouldhave to beg her brother's pardon. "...Stazi...?" hoping he wasn't still annoyed with her to make her wait with two swords to her neck, she hadn't after all thought she would be guarded against in her own home. Course if she had been dressed properly it would have been no problem.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 1:43 pm
Anastazi frowned as the boy pleaded not to be separated from the weapon. He was not fool enough to sequester himself alone in a room with an enchanted weapon, even if its wielder was an incompetant fool. But he did not want to have the guards present if possible, and the only way to do that was to remove the threat to his person.
"If you wished me no harm, you should not have attacked me and my sister on the road. I regret that I can not trust your word on that matter. I suppose I will have to have you escorted by the guards, then." He appointed two guards to come with them and was about to dismiss the rest when two of his personal guard moved and cornered someone behind him.
"...Stazi...?" His sister's voice came from the dirty face as he turned to see what the disturbance was.
"Serefina!! WHAT on EARTH??" Anastazi harshly placed his fingers on his temples, his cool demeanor momentarily dropped. "Let her be," he commanded the guards, "It's my sister." His eyes and his tone as the word "sister" escaped his lips made it clear that they would be discussing this in depth later. The guards removed their weapons, but remained by her side.
He turned back to the cat boy, his irritation showing now in his speech. "I have given you my name, it would be considered extremely rude for you to withhold yours. I would suggest that by the time you reach my study, you consider your position. I do not need to bother with jails...it is unlikely you would ever be missed if I chose to dispose of you. But I would rather not. I would much prefer you cooperate and make this much less painful for both of us."
The guards took this as a dismissal and the two of them began "escorting" the boy to Anastazi's study.
He dismissed the rest of the guards, then turned back to Serefina.
"I don't suppose you'd care to explain what this is about?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 1:51 pm
Rubbing her throat as the swords came down, she blushed slighty as she listened to her brother give orders to the guards dealing with the neko. She was very interested in the sword but it and the boy was gone before she could say anything but look up at her much taller brother and grin ruefully "all what?" acting as perfectly innocent as all younger siblings tend to do. "I just realized my horse needed grooming and went to do so" Hoping he wouldn't notice the sword on her hip or the soot on her face.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 2:39 pm
VTMarik Nicholai Maxwell *thinks a bit* Umm, I will take the rice, the fresh oniyaki, a little orange juice, fresh pork, a pound of roast turkey, and a celery stick. *looks to Theodore* Are we done?
The waitress took the order, and went off to the kitchen.
So, I take it that you're hungry.*Ippi shook her head.* No, no, I just ate lunch. *pauses* Is there something wrong with what I ordered? *Ippi's face takes the tone of someone on the edge of yelling, just realizing what the implications of what he said might have been.*
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 2:43 pm
Slifer walked along to the study considering things. He wasn't going to give the sword up. He would fight to the bitter end holding it if need be. He considered what Anastasi had said. He would give his name up, he owed them that much. Sighing he rubbed his face slightly. Blood came off onto his clothes.
He felt like a complete fool. He was a compitent warrior, they had just got the wrong impression. However, he had seen something promising in town. Maybe this was were his parents killers dwelled. He looked around and flexed slightly. The guards flinched as he did so, going for their weopens. Slifer however remained inline.
As they reached the door he leant against the wall and waited. The guards stood by either side of him. He yawned slowly and waited Anastasi
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 2:44 pm
"I see. Your horse has been playing in the fireplace, then? Are the stables so dangerous that you must dress as a street urchin and bring weapons along?"
His face was set with disapproval. "Perhaps you are not ready to go to Laburnum. It is not as though I ask overmuch of you, only that you maintain the dignity of your station and do not put yourself in excessive danger. But you cannot seem to handle that."
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