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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 11:46 am
He'd appear on his own floor mat to keep from dragging any mud or water about and kick off his sandals. He'd look to his sleeves in disgust, seeing the blood upon them for the first time. He'd remove the kimono leaving him bare, showing what looked to be a frail body. He'd make his way to his shower that had a flower head for a shower head. He preferred glass doors that would open and close as well and a deep, deep tub. He'd bathe himself in not only pure water but in the nectar of flowers as well. Thus, the steamy room would smell wonderful and so would he in the end. He used lilac shampoo and a soap he'd fashioned himself to emphasize the scent of flowers rather then fruit or...for God's sake...the Irish. Eventually he'd smell wonderful and feel wonderful again and emerge beautiful and frail and slip on a periwinkle robe of silk before lying down on his large, round bed of silks and flower petals.
"It bothers me that I find myself compared to women, and yet the women I've seen could hardly be compared to me...I'd love to take those underdeveloped minds and devour them; confusion is merely ignorance at work." He'd talk to himself before grabbing a feather pillow, curling up with it and turning on his TV to learn of the latest riots. "Well that's no good and sadly I must recover from that disgusting experience...oh well. I'll deal with it as soon as I'm a tad more rested..." He'd send a message to Morbido concerning the situation, then turn to the home shopping channel and figure out what gems looked the best, and what gems were meant for him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 3:49 pm
He'd peek his head out from over his pillow before sighing and opening the door for her via telekinesis. He'd move up to the foot of his bed and throw his pillow onto the mound of feather pillows he had while shaking his head. "I hardly call that music...and it's a general term." He'd snicker to himself a bit, having to cover his mouth with his sleeve. "General Term...I'm so creative."
He'd move to his feet and over to a small dresser. He'd move a few pieces of clothing out of the way, all of which indicated he had a very tiny figure under his kimono. He'd finally get the drawer open and begin shuffling through papers. "At Lord Vincent's request I keep all of the records and other goodies given our poor Lord can't be bothered for such things whenever one so feels the urge like I can. You understand, yes? Ah!" He'd pull out a scroll with a white ribbon and close the drawer before moving to give it to Annette. "There's a rather crude drawing as well as worded instructions for the idiotic; use whichever you prefer. I'm sure you're used to bats, yes? Well, mind the guano left in the tunnels..."
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:17 pm
"I'm tired, and not that musically inclined at the moment." she responded flatly. She took a few steps into the room and waited for him to find the map. She noted the clothes met for such a small frame, and briefly wondered what held teh psychic together. She accepted teh scroll as it was handed to her and nodded. "My thanks. I'm sure you know already, but the Lord wishes to see you downstairs in the main room. There's a couple of people that interest him that he'd like to discuss." she explained.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 1:33 pm
"Two of interest to him? Well now that is indeed to me, but welcomed news! If it's a request from our Lord then I suppose it would be far too rude to decline." He'd let out a bit of a sigh and reach for the remote on his bed to click the TV off. Again, a light yet dramatic sigh. "And here they were just getting to the cute stuff; that man has -the- worst timing." With a bit of a huff, he'd begin trying to shoo Annette from his room. "Yes yes I'll follow you but with all do respect I think a French aura may kill my flowers, so if you'd be so kind as to scoot?"
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 1:50 pm
Annette smiled and walked out of the room. "Je pense que le moi à vous les obstruera dehors d'abord." She said, heading for the stairs. She hadn't been back to France till recently, not wanting to go back to her home country after being turned into a vampire. She'd spent much of her life around Europe, spending several years in one place, and then disappearing as if she weren't there to begin with. She had forgotten if she spoke with an accent still, or if she'd lost it through the years.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 8:42 am
"...Obstruct them outside? Do what you will, but please know better then to ever come into my little paradise uninvited, comprende?" The language of love and all of that good stuff...well, he only saw just another language to set the world apart and a country of cheese, wine and lazy bastards. His dainty feet would lip into his sandals and slowly he'd make his way downstairs.
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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