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 Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 9:58 pm
 Zane Cody
❝...Did I step on a мιиє or something?❞ Out Of Composure : I nearly choked on my pepsi while typing this XD ╔╝Zane bit back his tongue and crossed his arms at her little mutter, a smirk slowly creeping up the corners of his mouth, his crimson eyes glinting under the moonlight. He knew the perfect way to get to her, humiliate her, and teach her a lesson. Thankfully, they were at the building where she and other attendants slept in, halfway to her torment.
He lead her through the halls, bringing her into the elevator where some soft, smooth jazz could be heard from the speakers, before the pair arrived at their desired floor. It was the fourth floor out of six, her room just seven down on the right. Showing Nell a card key, he kept his smile on quite well, wondering if she would really fall for something as low as he planned to do. Maybe he would be able to sleep later, after all, a suitable punishment-aside from his enjoyment of his occurring method-would definitely suit their needs. Unlocking the door, the brunette motioned for her to go in first, while handing her the card.
The room was spacious, and a grand window was hidden by the curtains through the doors on the left. Leaning forward, he purred in her ear, his fingers gently caressing the skin on her bare arms. "What do you think?" Her wings were tucked, and trapped between the minimal space he gave between them, a seductive charm that would turn any girl, abused or not to him. His breath on her ear obviously sent chills across her skin, as it pricked further by his touch. Other hand gently stroking the feathers in a sweet spot, judging from her posture. Hitched breath signaled that she was nervous, or actually liking his gentle touch his soft hands had to offer. But this was only part of his fun for the comments she made. "And I did mean it when I said your wings were beautiful," His breath once again tickled her ear, while he continued his affections.╔╝
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 10:34 pm
Sophia -- Nell -- Kaldak ╔══════════════════ ═════╗╚════ ═══════════════════╝It's the moment o f || t r u t h
and the moment t o || l i e
The moment t o || l i v e
and the moment t o || d i e
The moment t o || f i g h t,
the moment t o || f i g h t While following Zane up to her room an eerie silence grew between them, or at least was she thought to be eerie. The angel glanced up at her master in the elevator and he looked quite amused again. He's so strange She thought to herself. Zane was very different complared to her past masters, and once before when he had asked her to tell him about herself he had seemed a bit offended. Well, he had asked. When she felt the elevator coming to a stop, her nerves went into a little bunch. That was something she hated. When the elevator would drop down a few inches when they were stopping, she'd seen too many movies where elevators had fallen completely down when that had happened. To say the least, she hustled herself to solid floor, not exactly looking forward to having to ride on that thing every night. Maybe she could leave a window unlocked in her room and just fly up every other night. It wouldn't bother anyone, but she'd ask Zane in the morning, he seemed too preoccupied at the oment.
After counting the doors, she also noted that she was was the seventh down the hall on the right. She could remember that too.
No name tags on the doors though... how does he remember where everyones chambers are? Without a clue to her question, Nell just figured that it was to keep people from knowing each other, to keep them from talking. How dull.
She took the card and stepped into the room she was destined for. Pink... okay. She was a girl, that did not mean she had to like pink. It looked terrible on her too. Other then that the room looked, well, the best she'd ever stayed in. The first couple nights she might have to..
She jolted a little when she felt pads of fingers on her arm and Zane scooting up behind her asking how the room looked just over her shoulder. He was a pretty touchy feelie guy, like earlier when he nudged her forward between her shoulder blades. But this was different. It was... she didn't really know. She'd never had someone be so nice to her before. Her pupils dialated when she felt warmed stroke her precious feathers that made her sway towards him, her breath catching. Her hand held the key card with a tight grip as she moved her head side to side to disagree with Zane about her wings. She was the only one that loved them, why did he keep insisting on lying to her about their beauty? She was outcasted for them, but couldn't find the words to say anything, all she could think about was how close he was behind her and the heat he let off.
OOC:
To the r i g h t
to the l e f t
We will f i g h t
to the d e a t h
To the e d g e
of the w o r l d
It's a b r a v e || n e w || w o r l d
from the l a s t || t o || t h e || f i r s t
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Blood Written in Stone Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 4:41 pm
Zane Cody
❝...Did I step on a мιиє or something?❞ Out Of Composure : Don't kill me for controlling, it was the only way to get it done quickly~ ╔╝Despite this only being payback, Zane was truly surprised she was actually falling for this. Albeit horrible since previous masters used her as a sex toy, and he promised he never would, embarrassing her by seduction wasn't in that category, so the brunette was safe for the moment. Although, it was tempting not to let a devilish smile take over and burst out laughing at her. Out of character, yes, but it would be well worth it to let out a good laugh.
She swayed to him, which meant everything was going as hoped for. But she shook her head as he began to lead her to the bed, obviously planning on making the biggest move there. Tenderly, he took the card out of her hand, resting it on the bedside table, before smiling ever so softly at her. Towering over her now, Zane made sure she fell lightly onto the matress, facing towards him, as he leaned forward. Continuing with caressing her wings, she mirrored his actions by leaning back. One hand move to her face, gingerly cupping her chin, tilting it upwards for a better angle from which he was at.
But all tender moments must come to an end. He let out a chuckle, his sides beginning to pulse in pain from holding in his laughter. A smirk crept up onto his lips, and crimson orbs danced with laughter over the matter in the moonlight. "Did you really think I was going to do it here with you? Especially after I called you my slave? I thought I told you, I was nothing like the scum who owned you before. I expect to see you in the foyer at seven. Goodnight Nell!" A sickly sweet tone took over his purring, satisfaction evident on his features as he chuckled to himself down the hall and to the elevator. Having his nightly fun, it was time for work, and to leave before she flew after him in rage.╔╝
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 8:27 pm
Sophia -- Nell -- Kaldak ╔══════════════════ ═════╗╚════ ═══════════════════╝It's the moment o f || t r u t h
and the moment t o || l i e
The moment t o || l i v e
and the moment t o || d i e
The moment t o || f i g h t,
the moment t o || f i g h t Just as she was thinking how sweet he could be everything turned upside down. Her eyes widened, her chest tightened, and her stomach sank as he started nudging her towards the bed. Everything in her went limp as she remembered her past history and started to relapse into the slave she had been then. Thoughts going wild with rage as her external body showed no emotion, except her eyes. Those always gave her away in her fear. She started to shake her head minorly as her feet wouldn't obey her mind. She had her guard up when she first met him, when he first said he was a gentleman. Nell had thought about calling bullshit, but now she wasn't thinking anymore. She would call it first moment her brain started listening to her and show him what she really thought of him. Which, right now, wasn't that much.
Like a rag doll Nell fell to the bed when Zane pushed her down. She started to roll over but only got to her side when he grabbed her chin and made her look up at him. Closing her eyes so he wouldn't see her fear, she realized that he probably took that as a sense of pleasure. Well, you know what? Let him...... and then he let her go. Laughing maniacally as his low, sweet sounding voice felt sour over her skin, making the hairs on the back of her neck rise. The arm she'd been propping herself up on gave out when he walked out of her room. When her body finished shaking she picked herself up and walked to the door, twisting the nob so when she shut it no sound clicked. Zane had said that his attendants had brought up her belongings, but when she looked in the drawer there were a few things that weren't hers. Like blue pajamas, brand new- not hers. She wore them anyway. The top was a spaghetti strap that exposed her back, freeing her wings, and then blue matching female boxers. Well, at least they were comfortable enough for pacing. He wanted her up at 7 in the morning? Fine. He left in a such a way that led her to believe he was going to try that little trick again. Would he? Probably. Well then fine, that sat fine with her too. He wasn't the only one that could play a game.
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Waking up an hour early, Nell put on her cleaned dress that she had been wearing earlier the day before. The earthly tones blended in with her skin colour, eyes, hair, and wings. The back opened all the way down to the small of her back, and the skirt swept down to her feet with a slit that reached up to her hip. That'd be good. She walked down to the manor and found the foyer without any trouble at all. Though, she was ten minutes early, Nell sat on a chair with her back straight, legs crossed, and chin out in a defying way.
OOC: You know I don't mind you controlling her. Besides, she is your slave
To the r i g h t
to the l e f t
We will f i g h t
to the d e a t h
To the e d g e
of the w o r l d
It's a b r a v e || n e w || w o r l d
from the l a s t || t o || t h e || f i r s t
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Blood Written in Stone Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 4:32 pm
Zane Cody
❝...Did I step on a мιиє or something?❞ Out Of Composure : N/A ╔╝Clearing his throat in his dark office, Zane slipped on his reading glasses, shuffling through stacks upon stacks of papers. His gentleman-y ways had been broken mere hours ago, but it didn't matter. Slaves, attendants, butlers, maids and any other type of personal worker should know never to cross, insult or underestimate him. He was one of the richest men in the country and like all rich men, Zane had the feared reputation to make anyone cower when they even so thought of making a mockery of him.
Nearside his pure oak desk was the glass containment for his dear, King snake Armand. The hanging clock just ticked eight minutes past three, not an unusual time to glance at the clock when work was being finished. Armand was coiled and asleep, slightly odd since he never rested until he was back in Zane's room. Removing the glass held together by wire frame from his pale, exhausted face, Zane pushed himself away from the soon to be due paperwork to check on his pet, frowning on his way over. A relaxed, twenty-three year old face quickly darkened to the stoic, middle aged face he was trademarked for. Stroking the scales, a grunt escaped his soft lips, before slender arms wrapped the reptile around broad shoulders, and long strides carried the two figures back to the private chambers of the manner.
The ill, legless lizard curled right back up as it was set down into it's original chamber, Zane following suit after changing and turning off the lights. It was half hour before four in the morning, about an hour before the usual retirement. Crashing against the double bed, the young man's crimson orbs struggled to stay awake, barely comprehending the fact that he would be playing quite the game in a few hours. Succumbing to the overwhelming sensation to sleep, Zane let his eyelids slip and fall over his rolling eyes, embracing the nightmares that awaited him.
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Awake after two mere hours of sleep, the groggy man yawned uncharacteristically, hating how he had to wake extra early today. Tomorrow, he would get his usual hours of rest-from near five o'clock in the morning to ten or eleven o'clock, depending on the desire to stay in bed. Now dressed in the usual black attire, Zane brushed his smooth locks back into a low ponytail, taking one last sparing, worried glance to Armand. The poor thing was still coiled sick, making him worry even moreso than usual about leaving him alone for the whole day.
Descending the stairs from his floor to the foyer, the master caught sight of his slave, a smirk gracing his features as he did so. "Sophia, I'm glad to see you're early. But due to events from last night, I'm afraid you're first day will be much more difficult than expected." Cold eyes glanced her over, picking up something was going to go on later. Mentally sighing, the migraine he was suffering from pounding harder than seconds ago.╔╝
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 6:18 pm
Sophia -- Nell -- Kaldak ╔══════════════════ ═════╗╚════ ═══════════════════╝It's the moment o f || t r u t h
and the moment t o || l i e
The moment t o || l i v e
and the moment t o || d i e
The moment t o || f i g h t,
the moment t o || f i g h t She wasn't surprised or shocked when Zane appeared in front of her, cool and contempt. She could hear his dress shoes smacking against the flooring as he made his way to her, and he took his damn time about. A few hallways before he got there she cleared her throat and sat up straight. Leveling her shoulders and keeping her chin out in the same defying way she had been in before he arrived.
Zane looked as if he got no sleep that night, but she hadn't slept either. No. Nell had stayed up that night pacing silently, hovering off the ground, and for about two hours she was holding herself upside down. She had expected him to walk in with out any signalling of what had happened that night, what he showed her he could be. She also expected for things to be more worse then what he had just said them to be. But when he told her what today would be like, she didn't show emotion. Her hazel orbs stared him in the eye, tilting her head up for a better look, trying to see through that slate faced. Her hands moved from clasped on her thighs to closing around her smooth knees. Looking at his face, delaying her reply to him, until she finally said, "I hadn't expected anything else, Sir." Her tone was not dry, nor had a hint of sarcasm. But instead was filled with nothing but sweet courtesy.
The slave hadn't stood when her master first walked into the room, but now she did. Slipping one leg off the other, but leaving her hands in her lap, she fluidly stood with grace. Slipping and clasping her hands behind her back, Sophia still had to look up towards Zane 'else she'd be looking at his collarbone. What a funny thing height was. She felt so much more grand then him, yet she was nothing but a slight little body compared to him. Keeping her same sweet tone, "What are my duties today, Master?"
OOC: Do you remember a while ago when I said I had something in store for Zane at the same time Zane still had plans for Nell as well?
To the r i g h t
to the l e f t
We will f i g h t
to the d e a t h
To the e d g e
of the w o r l d
It's a b r a v e || n e w || w o r l d
from the l a s t || t o || t h e || f i r s t
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 9:02 pm
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♈Mood: Terrified♈
♈Out Of Captivity: N/A♈
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 9:19 pm
[Terrance|Amos|MacDuff]You try so hard to b r i n g me d o w n
You can't b r e a k the b r o k e n
You still d o n t seem to u n d e r s t a n d
It's your turn to s e e just
How it feels to be m e
How it feels to be K n o c k e d||D o w n Someone said your feeling b r a v e || t o n i g h t
Do you really want to c r o s s || t h e || l i n e
G o ahead a n d || t r y to take whats mine
L e t || i t roll
Let it r o l l
I'm u n s t o p p a b l eTerrance rolled his eyes and pleaded in his mind for the strong girl from earlier to come back. The girl who talked like she could take on the world.
"Mona come on! What's so bad about this? If you want you can stay in the car but we have to go! She's expecting me there. Expecting us there. My sister is very punctual and we are due there in," he pulled up his sleeve and looked at his wrist watch. Sighing as he saw the time. "The last time I was late was by two minutes and the girl sat me down and gave me a lecture like she was our mom or something. We have a half hour to get there and it takes twenty minutes to drive there, not including traffic. We are going Mona, now come out here before I get the key to the door."
He hated that he sounded so pleading. He wished that voice to stay in his mind, but if they didn't go Miora would just drive to his house and then the little Sylph would have no choice but to meet his sister.
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Blood Written in Stone Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 4:39 pm
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♈Mood: Terrified♈
♈Out Of Captivity: N/A♈
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:39 pm
[Terrance|Amos|MacDuff]You try so hard to b r i n g me d o w n
You can't b r e a k the b r o k e n
You still d o n t seem to u n d e r s t a n d
It's your turn to s e e just
How it feels to be m e
How it feels to be K n o c k e d||D o w nSomeone said your feeling b r a v e || t o n i g h t
Do you really want to c r o s s || t h e || l i n e
G o ahead a n d || t r y to take whats mine
L e t || i t roll
Let it r o l l
I'm u n s t o p p a b l eIt was obvious that the girl was not going to leave her room at all and it was starting to irritate him a little. "If your worried about her hating you well then you're doing a good job of it. If we don't show, well, she's not stupid. I always show to dinner." he walked across the hall to his room and grabbed the small metal key.
He leaned against the railing of the second floor just outside Rona's room, eyeing the door knob. He didn't want to piss her off by just barging in, but he was definitely not going to let her act like a silly five year old and insult his sister.
"If you're worried about her not liking you as a person, you're fine. You've showered so you're squeeky clean, you've gotten new clothes, more of which are in you drawers in there if you want to change again, and you're with me. She doesn't own one slave, she doesn't believe in owning them, so she's not going to use you. Can we just go now?"
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Blood Written in Stone Captain
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Blood Written in Stone Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:42 pm
Sophia -- Nell -- Kaldak ╔══════════════════ ═════╗╚════ ═══════════════════╝It's the moment o f || t r u t h
and the moment t o || l i e
The moment t o || l i v e
and the moment t o || d i e
The moment t o || f i g h t,
the moment t o || f i g h t She wasn't surprised or shocked when Zane appeared in front of her, cool and contempt. She could hear his dress shoes smacking against the flooring as he made his way to her, and he took his damn time about. A few hallways before he got there she cleared her throat and sat up straight. Leveling her shoulders and keeping her chin out in the same defying way she had been in before he arrived.
Zane looked as if he got no sleep that night, but she hadn't slept either. No. Nell had stayed up that night pacing silently, hovering off the ground, and for about two hours she was holding herself upside down. She had expected him to walk in with out any signalling of what had happened that night, what he showed her he could be. She also expected for things to be more worse then what he had just said them to be. But when he told her what today would be like, she didn't show emotion. Her hazel orbs stared him in the eye, tilting her head up for a better look, trying to see through that slate faced. Her hands moved from clasped on her thighs to closing around her smooth knees. Looking at his face, delaying her reply to him, until she finally said, "I hadn't expected anything else, Sir." Her tone was not dry, nor had a hint of sarcasm. But instead was filled with nothing but sweet courtesy.
The slave hadn't stood when her master first walked into the room, but now she did. Slipping one leg off the other, but leaving her hands in her lap, she fluidly stood with grace. Slipping and clasping her hands behind her back, Sophia still had to look up towards Zane 'else she'd be looking at his collarbone. What a funny thing height was. She felt so much more grand then him, yet she was nothing but a slight little body compared to him. Keeping her same sweet tone, "What are my duties today, Master?"
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It had been a considerable amount of time since Nell had asked Zane what she was to do that day. If she was watching that immense grand father clock, then it had been about forty five minutes. Well past her time to begin, and honestly, she couldn't wait to get way from him.
"Sir? My duties for today?"
OOC: I kept the last post and just added on, like Zanes not paying attention or something, idk.
To the r i g h t
to the l e f t
We will f i g h t
to the d e a t h
To the e d g e
of the w o r l d
It's a b r a v e || n e w || w o r l d
from the l a s t || t o || t h e || f i r s t
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:55 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 8:01 pm
Zane Cody
❝...Did I step on a мιиє or something?❞ Out Of Composure : N/A ╔╝Groggy, Zane appeared before his slave, dressed proper and the usual stoic expression apparent. She was awfully cocky this morning, he had to admit. An eyebrow barely twitched upwards at her pose, and the tone bothered him too. Though, her words really just came out as gibberish; in one ear and out the other. Her comments weren't really of any concern anyways, Armand was. Snapping out of his dream like state, crimson orbs had some life restored, though the concealed dark circle begged to win his struggle. "We're going to the vet. Armand is sick. And your wings will be checked as well."
Glancing down at her, he left no room for discussion, snapping his fingers. Maids appeared immediately, knowing their duty. Nell would have to dress down for a check-up, and he needed to climb all those damned stairs again only to come back down with his dearest friend-a very heavy friend. Digging into his pocket, the Master flipped open his cell, calling another one of his employees to start a car, for he was in no condition to drive. Once the trio returned from their trip to town, the brunette planned to make his angel work over time with him, as he was in no mental state to suffer alone.╔╝
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 8:06 pm
[Terrance|Amos|MacDuff]You try so hard to b r i n g me d o w n
You can't b r e a k the b r o k e n
You still d o n t seem to u n d e r s t a n d
It's your turn to s e e just
How it feels to be m e
How it feels to be K n o c k e d||D o w nSomeone said your feeling b r a v e || t o n i g h t
Do you really want to c r o s s || t h e || l i n e
G o ahead a n d || t r y to take whats mine
L e t || i t roll
Let it r o l l
I'm u n s t o p p a b l eSomething weird started happening to the air as Terr walked to the door. His body felt like an elephant had sat on his chest, or like he had gone too long under water without taking a breath. He tried to yell out to see if Romona was alright, but found when he was yelling was in his sisters driveway, and Mona was alright. Maybe a little peeved, but that was just the way he took her action, without telling him what had happened. If he hadn't been a man, Terrance was pretty sure his legs would have given out and he would have been clutching his chest, gasping for air still.
Instead, he looked at Mona in surprise. "Oh, there you are" trying to cover the rasp in his voice as he still tried to catch his breath.
He put his arm casually around the tips of her shoulders and guided her to the door, knocking and looking at his wrist watch. Wonderful, five minutes early.
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