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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 1:20 pm
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Peace remained quietly seated, Master Zael was to eat, at the appointed time, twelve o'clock, according to the inaccurate clogsworth magic clock that was etched onto the wall, modern mannerism, Peace remained quiet, Master Zeal had not yet questioned her duties once, Peace was ordered to follow them so, not once had she gone against her orders, nor did she ever question Master. Particularly, Peace had no other duty but to follow Master Zael's orders, she was to remain as Sabertooth's ace as long as she was to do so. A maid, of some sorts. Equal to a humanoid, Peace had seemed rather peculiar to most humans, the resemblance was far more than a coincidence, Peace, however did not like to converse over that fact, or many other things in fact. Unaware of any consequences for her actions, Peace stood up straight, her stomach grumbling.
Peace had refused to eat until her master was to eat first, it was common courtesy for a maid, turning her head, she assumed Master Zael had awoken, only to her the loud creak as the wind blew the once closed door slightly ajar. Often, Peace was found several hours before Master Zael had awoken, in comparison of Peace's awakening, Master Zael had always woke up later. Peace's previous master, Annabelle was now running Mermaid Heel, Peace was permitted to join, but was requested not to do so in order to grow,❝M-Master Zael...?❞Peace questioned, the creak teasing her so. Without further delay, Peace assumed her waiting would not last much longer.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 9:30 pm
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Sabertooth The Slumbering God | Ifrit | Saber's Behemoth Known Information Guild Master | Fire God Slayer + Fire Magic + Gravity Magic HP: [2,580/2,580] | MP: [1,900/1,900] | Jewels: [200,000] | AP: [70,200] Str: [120] | Def: [100] | Agi: [45] | Flx: [45] | MR: [100] | WS: [20] | Int: [20]
Our bodies get bigger... xX____D-E-A-T-H____Xx What time did he sleep last night? It was already twelve! Zael growled as he woke up, it had almost been ten hours, but it wasn't enough for Zael, it was never enough. He woke up, realizing that his grumbling stomach was not pleased by the fact that it's not fed. He sighed, and woke up. He shifted to the bathroom and washed up before he changed to his normal attire with his easily recognizable black jacket. After that, Zael walked out from his chamber and decided to get something to eat.
As he came down, he heard a familiar voice rang out to him. It was Peace, his Ace in the guild. Zael was unaware of the fact that Peace was waiting for him to eat before she follows, even if he knew, he would forget it hours later. His forgetfulness and laid-back attitude should be from the fact that he slept too much, too much until the point where he could fall asleep in a matter of seconds at any positions there are. He's not called "The Slumbering God" for nothing. He came down from the higher floors, but he kept his lips pursed, he didn't need to give a reply to Peace, Peace would know his rhythm and pace of walking and his presence in the guild. She had been with Zael for some time now, and Zael would know her presence too. He walked down the stairs, yawned once before walking over to Peace and gently gave a pat on her head. "Morning.", he greeted her before he paused, and took a look at the ticking clock hung on the wall. It was already afternoon, 15 minutes past twelve. "Huh... Afternoon then.", Zael added, correcting what he said. He turned back and headed to the kitchen, was Peace waiting for him to cook again? Zael had been cooking for himself from time to time, and Peace would only eat after Zael ate, Zael knew she was waiting for him again. Zael was fine with it, but he had told Peace to eat if she wanted to, she need not to wait for him. But Peace was a stubborn and extremely loyal and obedient young mage, Zael liked that about her. He paused before walking over to the kitchen, and turned to Peace. "You need any?", Zael asked, knowing the fact that Peace would understand what he had meant. Clearly, it was food.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 9:47 am
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Peace was taken back by the sudden sound of clicking heels, Master Zael. Clutching onto her stomach, a small growl leaped out, blushing furiously at her embarrassment. The mage had been hungry for some time now, leaving herself to starve as she awaited for Master Zael. Peace didn't like making him cook so, it made her felt as if she was the master, to some degree. Peace was a considerably young mage who was rather patient, but all the more stubborn. Refusing to eat until her master had awoken, making direct contact with her superior before he gave a small glance, her face turning hotter until it was an oven. Unable to keep her glance, Peace broke the eye contact by turning herself so her back was facing him, acknowledging this was rude, Peace turned so she was at her side instead, so that Master Zael could not identify her red face as her hair covered it so, like a veil hiding her modesty.
Supposedly, as a passing, an offering in short, Peace was made vulnerable in the short amount of time, considering herself, possibly weak compared to Master Zeal, sighing passionately,❝Y-Yes, Master Zael.. I-I do believe you are laid back considering the guild competition we are undergoing?❞Peace muttered, clearing her throat with contempt. Almost as if she was brining up a deadly subject at hand, if that was the case, then the female was surly putting herself in danger? No, Master Zael was not of the sort. Blushing as she bit back her tongue, Peace realized hiding such matters were troublesome,❝If I am to admit, Master Zael, you cook far too much for me...❞Peace blushed, unable to keep her distance, Master Zael was ever so lovely, Peace was obliged to have such a master. The flattery he often gave her was too contempt, for her own personal taste, on rare occasions.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 3:06 am
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Sabertooth The Slumbering God | Ifrit | Saber's Behemoth Known Information Guild Master | Fire God Slayer + Fire Magic + Gravity Magic HP: [2,580/2,580] | MP: [1,900/1,900] | Jewels: [200,000] | AP: [70,200] Str: [120] | Def: [100] | Agi: [45] | Flx: [45] | MR: [100] | WS: [20] | Int: [20]
Our bodies get bigger... xX____D-E-A-T-H____Xx As Zael was heading towards the kitchen, Peace brought up the competition. Hearing that question, Zael literally put a halt to his motions. He took a moment, and that moment was filled with silence. It felt deadly for a while, but he eventually spoke up. "Peace, you know me well enough to conclude that petty competitions will not prove our wrath. Why waste our effort, and exploit our abilities to other guilds and feed them information regarding our capabilities?", Zael stated as he turns around to take a look at Peace's face. "We don't have to prove ourselves to anyone, or anything. We know what we're capable of, and we'll keep it hidden until war dawns upon us.", he concluded before continuing his walk towards the kitchen. True, to Zael, proving ones ability would not get you anything but fame and fortune. Zael doesn't need those, all he need is to ensure the safety of this guild and its members.
As Zael heads into the kitchen, Peace confessed that he cooked far too much for her. Was it because his cooking sucks? Was it THAT bad? He shot his glance towards her, and starred at her for a moment before asking. "Is it because it tastes bad?", he asked, wondering if that was the case. Cooking for Peace was always a joy to him, and he loved doing it. It made him feel as though he can satisfy someone, making him feel that he's like a big brother of sort. Though, he was well aware that his cooking was not the best, but he tried.
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SO SORRY CAIM D; My keyboard broke, so i had to find a new way to do it ._.
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