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 Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 11:21 pm
Imhotep stood up after finishing the last his wine. The woman was welcome to continue drinking as the bottle was still out for her to enjoy more. The man clapped his hands as two students came out. He gave a few barking orders before letting them free to prepare Nabire's room. "If they don't do it right. Tell me. I'll whip them until they get it right. I hope you don't mind some blood."
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 11:41 pm
✄ --------------------- Watching quietly as he ordered about the students, the woman drank the last bit of wine in her glass. She watched the students leave, the sound of Imhotep barking orders bringing back old memories. Resisting the urge to comment on such, she smiled at the comment on blood. "Have I ever?" she asked, setting the empty glass down carefully. She had never been the sort to flinch or turn away at the sight of blood or violence, as it was simply a part of life for her, especially with her chosen path. "I'm sure it will be done beautifully." Nabire had little doubt about his underlings, especially when he seemed to keep them in line so well.
➸NABIRE
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 8:23 am
Imhotep smiled the woman as he relaxed again. "If they do not do as I say then I have failed as a Dark Lord." He responded to her. He would have to bust some jaws. He noticed that the hour was drawing later and he probably gave the students enough time to fix up the beds. "Do you also want to teach here in the dungeons? I can set that up for you as well." he told the woman. He was making sure that she was well taken care of. "Also, are you hungry? I can request the students make you a wonderful meal."
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 12:36 pm
✄ --------------------- Looking amused at his comment about being a Dark Lord, she supposed that was a good point. She was well aware of the time, and didn't intend to bother him too much longer. "No need to worry. I stopped to eat on my way." she reassured him, not exactly trusting these students to fix her food just yet. With time, maybe, but until then she would eat somewhere outside. "As for teaching, I hate to ask for so much." she wouldn't mind teaching down there or in a regular classroom, but she didn't want to ask him for too much. It wouldn't be good to rely on him so much, even if the small favors wouldn't do much harm.
➸NABIRE
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 1:24 pm
Imhotep nodded. It seemed their meeting was over for now. They would have to have a long talk when they got a chance to met again and talk. "I much enjoyed talking about the old days." He told the woman with a grin. "Don't worry about the classrooms. It's not too much." The man told her. It was much better that she had classes in the dungeons. It was a way that he could control as he needed. "Shall I escort you to your new room?" He asked her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 6:34 pm
✄ --------------------- Nodding in agreement, the woman stood from her seat when it became clear that it was time to leave. She would inspect her quarters carefully before sending in a report. In the morning, she would have to journey into town to see about getting some clothes. All she had at the moment was the dress she currently wore, and she wasn't about to wear that all day every day as it simply wasn't practical. Nabire wouldn't fight having classes in the dungeons, as it would certainly give her a better insight to exactly what he was doing here. "Would you mind?" she could manage to find her way, but she didn't want to be a bother.
➸NABIRE
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 7:34 pm
Imhotep smiled and got up. He walked over to the door and whispered to a student about his meal because he would eat it when he returned. "Well my dear, let us go to your room." He said before opening the door and stepped out. Once Nabire was out the door closed behind her and Imhotep showed her the way. It was down the hall and not far from Imhotep's room. "Please take a look." He requested.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 7:52 pm
✄ --------------------- Following along as Imhotep led the way, she pushed open the door indicated. It was close, yet not so close that she had to worry about him drilling a hole in the wall or anything like that. Stepping inside, she surveyed it carefully before turning to Imhotep. "It's lovely. Thank you." it would be rude not to thank him for arranging it, and she did owe him that much. It would be interesting working with Imhotep again, as the two both seemed to always have some ulterior motive. The bardi smiled at him, her pointed teeth glinting in the low light. Even if things weren't the same as the old days, they could still pretend.
➸NABIRE
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 8:45 pm
Imhotep was pleased that Nabire was pleased. If she wasn't then he would have to go back to the drawing board. "You're welcome. If you ever need me or feel like visiting, please do." He told the woman before stepping out. He was going to let her enjoy her new room. He then returned to his own room to enjoy his evening meal.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 11:16 pm
✄ --------------------- Keeping a calm smile, she nodded at his invitation. "And should you feel the same, you know exactly where to find me." she agreed, watching him go. She closed the door quietly after he was gone, turning to cross the room to inspect the doors there. The first was a large closet, one she would set about filling the following day. The next was the bathroom, and she slipped the shoes and dress she wore off to shower. The hot water was welcome, and when she was finished she moved about her new home in a towel, carrying her dress and shoes with her as she moved to sit on the bed. Digging about in a pocket hidden in the side of her dress, she removed a small compact mirror, staring at it patiently as she dried her hair.
➸NABIRE
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 10:40 pm
✄ --------------------- Taking the steps two at a time, the short-haired woman seemed to be in no hurry. The sun was starting to dip in the sky, and the woman had just enjoyed one of her first real meals since she had gone into hiding years ago. Her dress fell to the floor, a slit in the side going up a bit too high and a plunging neckline. While she wasn't overly fond of wearing shoes, she had chosen that day to start back in the habit of wearing heels. Black and four inches high, they clicked against the cobblestones as she weaved through the halls. The woman knew exactly how to get back to her room, but right at that moment, it didn't interest her. She wasn't tired, so there was no need to sleep, and so instead she chose to explore the dungeons a bit. She hadn't really gotten a chance to look around yet, and frankly, she was a bit curious as to how Imhotep ran the whole thing. Students seemed to drift about, and it all seemed quite disorderly to her, but she wouldn't state this. Running her fingertips along the wall, she continued to circle around and around in the dark depths.
➸NABIRE
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 10:52 pm
imhotep slide to and through in the halls. He had nothing else to do during his evenings, if it was that, some months he never came out of the dungeon. He was a creature of the night and when in the dungeons it was always night. The only thing that kept him on time and from missing classes was the alarm clocks he had. It wasn't long before he shall the lady he how shared ruling with. "Good evening my mistress." He commented with a grin. "May I say that is a lovely dress on you."
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 11:05 pm
✄ --------------------- Hearing footsteps, she didn't bother turning until she heard a voice. Her eyes fell on the true puppeteer of those who lived down here, and her lips curled in a small smile. "Good evening." she greeted in return, taking in his appearance with a studious eye. Her smile widened a bit at his compliment, revealing two rows of slightly pointed teeth. "Why thank you." he always knew just when to employ flattery, and she was hoping that he hadn't fallen out of practice; those who complimented too much were actually worse than those who complimented not at all. The dress, which was a deep blue and hugged her hips just so, was one of the items she had purchased the day after her arrival at the school to build her previously non-existent wardrobe. Still, it was nice to hear it hadn't been a poor choice, even if the chances were high that it was just strategic flattery. "How are you this lovely evening?" with the sun just freshly down, she wondered if perhaps he was on his way outside.
➸NABIRE
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 6:25 am
Imhotep grinned and mostly too himself. He knew to when to tell a lady that she looked beautiful. He didn't go for any common whore, they had least had to have some taste in clothing. He himself probably sent interesting messages with his choice of Egyptian skin, blond hair, and tight leather pants. "I'm doing well, just as much as any other day." He answered her. He then turned a bit. "Would you like to join me for dinner?" He asked her with a smile. "You are welcome to eat with me any day. I always have the best students cooking."
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 6:59 pm
✄ --------------------- Giving a small nod to accept his answer, she smiled in return. "That sounds lovely." it had already been a few hours since she had last eaten, and she was not one to turn down a free meal. Especially not when it involved a handsome man and high quality cooking. She often wondered why vampires would bother to eat regular food when it held no nutritional value for them, but she supposed there was always the factor of taste. Taking in the same thing day after day for what could be eternity with only small variances in taste was probably dull, and considering Imhotep's age, she wouldn't be surprised if the taste had grown bland to him. It was a question she wouldn't ask, as it could be taken poorly by her old friend.
➸NABIRE
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