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 Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 8:02 pm
.:｡❦ ₮allulah ωakanda ❦.｡.:  Lonliness and the feeling of being unwanted ☺°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☺
She was now a little nervous and shook her head, "No. Please! Tell her to only get men clothes! I don't want any sexual predators after me!" She shouted which seemed out of place for someone who barely talked was begging to have men clothes. "Please..." She pleaded slightly as she followed him to see the garden. She would've been impressed if it wasn't for the fact Raena will make her a target for perverts. She tightened her grip on the dress as she even hated wearing this, but the only reason she was not as scared was because Prince Gayle didn't seem to be a pervert so she didn't worry about it, but she would never wear this outside. Besides...men clothes she found to be easier to wear when working than everything. She did have to take a breath as she stared at him. "S-So....what needs to be done....here?"
☻°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☻ is the most terrible poverty one can experience
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 10:27 pm
ΡＲＩＮＣＥＴＯＮ ĜＡＹＬＥ 
Princeton took a breath, almost not hearing the girls question as he was briefly lost in a memory. Some how she seemed determined to work but truthfully he didn't realm have anything that needed doing, save for moving a few things. He cursed his grandfather again under his breath as his impatience began to build slightly. Grandpa Gayle never did have good timing.
"Okay," he finally said. "Go back to my room, start moving everything you see down to the front door. It should be open and you want to work so bad. That should keep you busy for a while."
He honestly didn't mean to snap but he didn't apologize and he whirled away from the beautiful garden, heading back to Raena. Fortunately she was waiting at the front for him.
"I know that look," she said looking up at him. Her voice wasn't as bubbly as before. "Who's the thorn in your a** now?"
Princeton sighed and shook his head slightly. "Its only been a day and already I don't know what to do with her." He looked up from his phone for a moment and spoke softly. "I can't have this right now. What am I meant to do with a-... a..."
"Slave?" Raena offered a knowing grin which caught Princeton a bit off guard. Raena giggled and also lowered her voice, stepping close. "My parents had one when I was born. I don't remember much about her but I can tell. You'll just have to be patient with her. You're not like the old slavers. Our world is changing along with us. You just have to ask yourself what would Jesus do. "
The comment caused both of them to giggle. Princeton could tell Raena had a point though. "She has nowhere to go..."
Raena touched a hand to his cheek. "Then you give her somewhere to go. Slave or no slave, that's what you do. Thats what you did for me... "
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 10:44 pm
.:｡❦ ₮allulah ωakanda ❦.｡.: Lonliness and the feeling of being unwanted ☺°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☺
Tallulah was a bit taken aback by his outburst, but something told her that she shouldn't be...as slaves are normally treated like that. So she could only nod as he turned and walked away. So he said up his room, and move everything to the front door. She nodded to herself as she then went up the steps to see the room, it seemed like there was a lot. So now she had problems trying to figure out where to start. But she knew it needed to be done, so she started with the nightstands.
It had been a hard, and painful thing. Her hands were getting numb and red from carrying some of the heavier objects, and her one wrist was twisted from trying to carry some of the furniture in certain ways, not to mention the furniture had to be dragged using certain stuff to the front door. She did not accept help from anyone as it took her a long time to get everything moved, making sure the room that belonged to Prince Gayle was completely empty and void of furniture and items. She felt her lower back ache in pain as her face and hair was a bit messy from trying to move everything. She didn't know how long she worked but she decided to go outside.
Why was he mad anyways? Was it because she asked for only men clothes? Was it because she said the reason for male clothing? It had to be that...otherwise, asking if work needed to be done was just....just protocol right? She sat outside, looking up at the sky, seeing that the skies were dimming, preparing for nightfall. She realized she was very tired so hiding in the garden, she had her back against the wall as she slept with her head on her knees and her arms slumped to the cold ground.
☻°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☻ is the most terrible poverty one can experience
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 11:05 pm
ΡＲＩＮＣＥＴＯＮ ĜＡＹＬＥ
As the day gave way to dusk, Princeton started to worry about Tallulah. While she had been toiling away, the results of which was quite impressive, he had been working with Raena to see what they could come up with for her. As Princeton set his assistants to take care of his belongings, he set about trying to find his slave, who had all but disappeared.
Even getting Raena to help look, Princeton wonders why she was not back in the room he let her use before. It wasn't supposed to rain again tonight but it wasn't exactly warm at night in the mountains. He would like his slave to be in somewhat decent shape if she would be of any use to him. The grounds unfortunately were quite extensive, but she couldn't have gotten too far. In theory, anyway.
Where would she have run off to?
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2016 2:44 pm
.:｡❦ ₮allulah ωakanda ❦.｡.: Lonliness and the feeling of being unwanted ☺°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☺
It was many hours of sleep that she had gotten, and it made her feel better in a way. Until she kept hearing her name called over and over again. It made her groan as she wanted to be alone....in the gardens that Prince Gayle tried to show her. So she sighed and went back to the house, seeing that it was empty. She heard her stomach growl, but for some reason, she did not feel like eating that much. She ended up grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl before going to the room that she slept on last night, she sat in the bedroom and ate the apple in peace before tossing the thing to the closest garbage bin before laying down on the bed, hoping her back would stop hurting by tomorrow. After all, it seemed like that work has just begun after all. A yawn escaped her lips as she had her head on a pillow and one blanket over her, with her feet poking out.
☻°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø☻ is the most terrible poverty one can experience
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