The Levi Estate

[lunarskys]

xX ♚ Wℯlcomℯ to the Lℯvi ℯstatℯ ♛ Xx

Tailored to the needs of a Leviathan after working for over a human's normal lifespan to be created just as he wants. A paradise for swimming. A large mansion like three story build sits at the end of a cobblestone drive. Only the lowest story is underground and is a flooded basement. There are many pools scattered through out the building, and one large one out in the back. Gardens surround the building's walls till coming to the side where sun rooms can be found. Music rings out from the back's platforms at times, and others nothing but muffled exclamations. The large pool in the back has platforms that can raise out of the bottom to create stages.

❧ Pasting through the iron gatℯs, you walk along a twistℯd trail. ❧

Down the drive way around and park at the stairs. This looming building usually does not hold any scares. By leg, automobile, or bike, up the concret drive way and around in a circle. Your last chance to abandon the place or forge ahead.

♟To the porch of the castle like mansion. Ring the doorbell or knock.♙

The double doors stand as the last guards. Unable to be stormed by any creature but the the finest. A guardian to those inside, a barrier to those that are to be kept out. Large windows show nothing with cream curtains blocking the view.

♢Which rooms would you like to sℯℯ?♦

The grand foyer
-room you enter first with a double staircase-
Upstairs:
The master bedroom
-do not enter without permission
...
or else-
The master's study
-do not enter without permission-
The first guest room
The 'second' guest room
The bathrooms/closets/ laundry
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The kitchen
-and storage rooms-
The dinning room
The vast library
The gallery
-connected with the library, a place for the Arts-
The meeting room
-unimportant-
The grand ballroom
-hardly used for dancing any more, more for impressing and intimidating.
Connected with practice room-
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The practice room
The family/'living' room/parlor
-cozy, has a pool-
The basement/cellar
-do you really wish to go to a Leviathan's basement? Completely flooded-
The attic
-meet the birds; Aviary -
The Sun room/side porch
Indoor & outside pool.
-most of the back lot-

The hallways
The vast backyard
The fenced front yard
The gardens

♧♤♡ Oh, arℯ you lℯaving alrℯady? ♥♠♣
❆ Wℯ hopℯ you havℯ ℯnjoyℯd your stay and havℯ gottℯn away unharmℯd~ ❊

 

[lunarskys]

Alice5130

♚ ℭaspian Levi ♔
【 The Leviathan Master 】

❝ Is this all you can do?❞
❝ How boring.❞

♠ Hmph, he just had gotten a hint of what happened to Sierra to have made her like this from the source itself. So... was her bio correct that had been up before then? That she had been turned in because financial debt? Pfft, it did seem like a large reason behind her misbehavior. It was a surprise they hadn't 'fixed' her of that bad habit if the cause behind it was so obvious. A happy and oblivious smile was on his face as she told him what he would loose. With a vacant nod like you would give a teacher who was rambling on and on, Caspian took her hand before leading her out of the shop. His grip was gentle but the feeling that he was toying around and could crush your hand at any moment was present.

Caspian walked swiftly out of the shop and stopped by a dark blue hybrid SUV. Once Sierra was sitting shotgun, he walked around and got in. Soon they were on their way to his home. He didn't care what she said about it, it was home for him for now. Though he did prefer the ocean to land, he couldn't complain that land houses were a bit more comfortable. "What kind of instruments do you play? And what kind of music do you like?" He asked as he drove on. Perhaps he had what she played at home, it was a real chance... There was one thing about his estate and house in particular. It was huge. He had made sure to make it comfortable for himself whenever he decided to switch forms. And because of this, it was empty. To tell the truth it was strange to live without anyone else in that place. For he could clean the whole estate in a couple of days and didn't need help with that. Caspian was also decent enough with cooking and buying groceries to not need a lot of help there either. So obviously he didn't need servants or have any reason for someone to come onto his property and disturb him unless they were delivering something. Being without his brother for so long had made him a bit uneasy. What if his brother had become even more vicious towards him? It was the most likely thing to happen, but still...

With that emptiness, he had filled it with music and education. Even now in his house there should be an old classical phonograph playing music on it's disc right now. It was hidden deep in the heart of the mansion, sitting in a place near where all the vents could have it's music travel through them. Usually once inside you could hear the music faintly. Background music to fill the space. Caspian took note of where they were and decided they would be arriving within eight or ten minutes. ♠

❝... Your destiny will now be shaped by my hands.❞
❝ Resisting is futile.❞

 

[Alice5130]

lunarskys

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█ ▌Sierra Night ▌█
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"I'm your slave..."

Sierra flipped off the shop employees as they left and followed the strange new master to his car, disliking being touched even if only on the hand. The way he held it made her hate him. Sierra was surprised the man was driving and not some paid driver; not to mention it was an SUV. Not exactly a "bling" kind of car. Sitting shotgun was even more unusual. The closeness and new car position was making her feel a bit uneasy but she was sure to buckle up just in case she decided to do something to piss him off while he drove. The only thought that came to mind was opening the passenger door as another car passed by them, thus knocking the door off, but it would put her in danger, so that was a "no."

She nearly jumped out of her skin when he spoke after some time. "P-piano and violin. I like most music, except rap and heavy metal, but Beethoven is my favorite. ...And the Swan Lake." She had almost forgotten about that last one. Bittersweet stories were always good, and even better when told through music. She wondered what kind of music he liked, but didn't ask. What kind of house did this man have? If he had an SUV, the house must have been small compared to her first master's.

Another question popped into her head; one she knew she'd have to ask eventually. "So... what's your name?"

"..not your friend, and not your lover."

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[lunarskys]

Alice5130

♚ ℭaspian Levi ♔
【 The Leviathan Master 】

❝ Is this all you can do?❞
❝ How boring.❞

♠ Caspian had to stop himself from smirking at how Sierra seemed surprised when he spoke up to her. Even to the point of her stuttering. Hm, she had good tastes in music though.. And if he actually thought about it, Caspian was pretty sure he had those instruments. Defiantly the violin, he played violin all the time when he needed to not think about other things. Oh, it did seemed that he had forgot of something through all of this. It must've been because he already knew her's that he had forgotten to introduce himself. "Caspian Levi," he told her as the sight of his estate came into view around a bend in the road. Going through spiked iron gates, finally the mansion was in view. The front yard was simple with only some flower beds occupying space here and there with trees in the center. Caspian drove up and around to the steps that lead to the front doors. As usually, from where they were it was obvious that most of the windows' curtains were drawn with a few lights on behind a couple.

Caspian turned the SUV off and put the keys in his pocket before getting out on his side. Afterwards, the Leviathan walked around to Sierra's side and waited for a few moments for her to look around and get out. "Oh, and calling you Sierra is fine, right? Unless you like Ms. Anarchist," he lightly teased the dark haired girl. For all he knew she probably didn't give a damn for what he called her as long as she didn't have to call him anything demeaning like slaves usually had to do. ♠

❝... Your destiny will now be shaped by my hands.❞
❝ Resisting is futile.❞

 

[Alice5130]

lunarskys

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█ ▌Sierra Night ▌█
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"I'm your slave..."

Caspian, huh? Interesting name. She'd be sure to call him Casper later on to piss him off. As the SUV pulled up to the house, she gawked. Rich people had way to much money to spend; his mansion was bigger than her first master's house, and her master used to live there with her family, so she was excused. Sierra wondered if Casper visited all the rooms in the place weekly. It just... seemed too big for one person let alone fifteen. Maybe he was a party person? ...Naw. He didn't have that feel. Or maybe he was into weird ocult worshiping and rituals and the size of the house was to house everyone in the organization for their meetings?

She got out of the car, adjusting her sweater a bit, not looking at him. "Either is fine. Anything else and I'll get pissed." She'd have to wait till the guy was away from the house and she was alone before she could cause any real damage. "Your front guarden is very bland, by the way."

"..not your friend, and not your lover."

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[lunarskys]

Alice5130

♚ ℭaspian Levi ♔
【 The Leviathan Master 】

❝ Is this all you can do?❞
❝ How boring.❞

♠ He laughed a little at Ms. Anarchist's comment about his garden. It wasn't like he cared a lot for flowers, but she didn't need to know about that. Instead he just motioned at her to follow him before walking towards the front doors. "Come on, I want to show you something nice before I piss you off more than I probably already have," he told her with a little bit of playful amusement. It was something he was used to because of living with his brother for so long. People like her were amusing and even though they could piss him off as well, they were nothing new to handle. Caspian glanced back to make sure she was following as he walked through his foyer without even stopping and continued walking down a hallway till he got to where it split off in two directions. "Can you keep up?" he asked her without even looking back turned left. When he turned though, he glanced back once again to make sure she was following. All this while there was a faint melody playing in the background that seemed to be coming from nowhere. It had been with them since they entered the house actually.

He opened a door and stepped back for Sierra to enter. Inside were a few instruments out in the open while the rest were in cases. A few simple chairs were scattered around playing stands and music sheets were on selves with music books messily. That was the result of what happened when he learned how to play an instrument. Not one to learn by the book but by ear, Caspian didn't keep track of what happened to sheet music all the time. Mostly string and wooden cases could be recognized with a couple mics over in a corner. The room was large enough to hold around fifteen people if they wanted to come in and play something. "Let's see how well you play the piano then," he commented as he walked across the polished wooden floor over to a sleek black baby grand piano that was close to the center of the room. It was almost a challenge to her. Could she really play? And was she a music reader or could she play without sheet music? ♠

❝... Your destiny will now be shaped by my hands.❞
❝ Resisting is futile.❞

 

[Alice5130]

lunarskys

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█ ▌Sierra Night ▌█
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"I'm your slave..."

She made a rather smug smirk at his comment about pissing her off. Sierra followed after him, slowing her pace when he asked about her keeping up. Did he expect her to listen, even to such a small thing? She decided to take in the sighs of By the time she reached the doorway, he had been in the room a few minutes. She could hear his dare from in the hallway.

Sierra liked his music room. It was chaotic rather than neat and orderly; not boring at all. She walked over to the piano and sat down on the seat. She lifted the cover that protected the keys. The thought of asking him if he had any preference entered her head but was tossed aside almost immediately. She didn't care what he thought or liked.

Her hands rose up to the keys, placing her fingers where they should be. She didn't need music sheets to guide her. She knew the songs she loved by heart, and with the piano, could play a song she didn't know by the sounds she could mimic with keys. Though she'd more likely mess up on such songs. She chose one of Beethoven's Sonatas'; Sonata 23 "Appassionata." She chose it for it's complication and difficulty to play and for the segments of grace and harmony. But she also chose it because it was her first master's favorite songs. If Casper wanted a show with a piano, Seirra couldn't deny such a thing, even if her goal was to make his life miserable as ********.

Her fingers moved across the keys with ease and when needed, with speed like a frantic spider. Her body was relaxed and expression calm if not emotionless. When the song had finally ended her hands dropped to her sides and she awaited his response quietly.

"..not your friend, and not your lover."

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[lunarskys]

Alice5130

♚ ℭaspian Levi ♔
【 The Leviathan Master 】

❝ Is this all you can do?❞
❝ How boring.❞

♠ Women were so stubborn. Whatever, as long as she got to where he invited her was all that really mattered right then. He leaned against one of the few areas bare of shelves as Sierra sat down and set up to play a melody. She looked good sitting on the piano bench, it was like she was meant to sit on one and play the piano. This was even more evident as the young woman's fingers glided across the keys with defined grace that was evidence of her hours at the piano before he had bought her. An appreciative and mildly happy look crossed his face when she actually showed him her skills by picking a difficult song by a classic composer. My, she hadn't been lying that was for sure. He also noted how Sierra kept on the correct tempo. In the beginning of his time on land, Caspian had studied the basics of music before moving onto the classics and then more modern genres of music. It was interesting how music evolved and changed in the world's history. He could remember a piece a young mermaid had taught him during his first few years on land. She left as quickly as she came, for she was just concerned with seeing him briefly... but she had taught him how to transfer the melody into something playable on almost any instrument.

Once Sierra was finished, Caspian clapped softly. "You're better than I thought you would be. It really was lovely. Your passion in it made it your own and it was beautiful," he told her without a trace of a lie while talking. "Now tell me if you recognize this," he told her as he walked over to his violin that stood on a stand and picked up the bow without touching the sensitive white horse hair. He turned to face her before bringing the instrument up to his chin and started to play Hungarian Dance No.5 for her to identify. Quickly the bow was slide across the strings and his left hand's fingers glided over the strings, pressing down and rubbing on the strings to trill through the many notes. This was one of his favorite pieces because of how emotional and fun it was to play. There were the slow and bitter sweet parts as well as the quick and energized parts. It reflected life in it's own way and he acknowledged that in his mind. The violin was his main musical passion and arriving on land was like a curse and blessing. Even though he had betrayed his brother, he would've never been able to learn so much about music without worrying about his life if he hadn't arrived. He wondered how long it took Sierra to figure out the piece was by Johannes Brahms.

Now he had so many melodies he wanted to play, but stilled his fingers at the end of the song and waited for Sierra's answer. There were just so many good classical songs, he was addicted to them. They were just all so lovely, elegant, or lively and full of life or passion. Haha, it seemed as if he was falling into his own little weakness again. His love for music that is. Either way he had been just conscious enough of where Sierra was in the room while playing even though he seemed far off when playing. It was something that he could tell that Sierra let herself succumb to while she had played her piece earlier. Love for the music that was being played. ♠

❝... Your destiny will now be shaped by my hands.❞
❝ Resisting is futile.❞

 

[Alice5130]

lunarskys

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"I'm your slave..."

Sierra felt very smug that she had completed the song perfectly, proving she could play. Caspian's comment only inflated her ego more. She wasn't going to say she was trained to play it the way she did, the tone and feeling was one she learned to play. Sierra listened to him play. She recognized the song, but not who it was by. He wasn't too bad himself, though her song was longer than his. He was lucky she liked music. If she hadn't, she wouldn't spare this room from the havoc and ruin she planned to cause later.

"I've heard it a few times. Hungarian Dance No. 5. I don't know who made it, though." He looked rather extatic with his song, as if he wanted more. She'd rather not endulge him on an empyt stomach; her empty stomach. "I'm hungry." She hadn't eaten since yesterday's early dinner of bread and watery soup. Well, they called it soup. She called it ramen without a flavor package.

"..not your friend, and not your lover."

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[lunarskys]

Alice5130

♚ ℭaspian Levi ♔
【 The Leviathan Master 】

❝ Is this all you can do?❞
❝ How boring.❞

♠ Well.. at least she knew the name of the song. Huh, maybe he was over looking her potential now, not like he would ever say that out loud though. Caspian smirked at the woman's blunt comment and put his violin and bow back before going to leave the room. "Hey Sierra, close the door behind you and tell me what you want to eat. Course you're going to have to fix it yourself, but hey. It'll probably be better than whatever the hell they fed you in that shop," he told her. It seemed his mood had improved slightly and for some reason was a bit more blunt. More likely than not he was getting use to her so he wasn't all formal with her. Being formal with a slave was silly, but Caspian was a gentleman of sorts first and foremost.... most of the time.

"Don't trip," he said without looking back at her when they walked over a small water-proof rubber mini wall or something. Whatever it was, it defiantly was not moving from that spot and it had tripped up people before. Why it was there was because they were passing a couple of rooms had pools in them. Only the smell of fresh water could probably give that away, but unlike other places, Caspian's house used running water from the underground river it sat on. There were several filters and heaters in a few pocketed places underground that made the water unharmful to non-aquatic creatures... Like humans for example. They stepped over another wall that was the same height as the last (around 2 feet give or take a few inches) and were out of that area of the house and almost a corner or so away from the kitchen. ♠

❝... Your destiny will now be shaped by my hands.❞
❝ Resisting is futile.❞

 

[Alice5130]

lunarskys

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█ ▌Sierra Night ▌█
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"I'm your slave..."

She got up and followed him. Did her answer not meet his expectations? Annoying. She used her foot to swing the door shut, letting it slam shut on purpose. "Chicken Pot Pie with a glass of milk. I prefer making my own food, anyway." She didn't trust him, or anyone for that matter, not to put something into her food that shouldn't be there. She avoided being drugged that way. The food becomes more suspicious when the masters insist that she eat it.

When he spoke again, they were almost to the kitchen. Just as he said the word, "don't," she tripped, falling on her hands and knees. That... hurt. "Damn it all! What kind of ******** house is this!" she cursed, angry that some small, random, rubber wall that was in the middle of the room. She glared at the second one. "And why the hell does your house smell like chlorine!? Do you get high off of it or something!?" She picked herself up and dusted her clothes off.

"..not your friend, and not your lover."

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[lunarskys]

Alice5130

♚ ℭaspian Levi ♔
【 The Leviathan Master 】

❝ Is this all you can do?❞
❝ How boring.❞

♠ Caspian went back when he heard the thud that Sierra made and a comment about chlorine. "You must've hit your head, I don't have chlorine in any of my water," he told her as he walked back into the area the two small walls had between them. Caspian opened the door that was there and showed a parlor with a decent sized pool inside that took up around a third of the room while the rest was tiled and then carpeted with some furniture and a fire place in the side of the wall. Then the Leviathan closed the door a bit more gently than Sierra had closed his music room's door. "The water in the pools are always filtering in and out, just so you know in case you're a germ freak. I thought you wanted to fix yourself some food," he then mentioned. It was a bit amusing that she had tripped over the rubber wall though.

Caspian waited on the other side of the plastic mini wall for Sierra to get her wits back around her. He was thinking of getting a snack for himself too while Sierra was fixing her food. Caspian wondered how good a cook she was, probably just decent if anything. After all, slaves wouldn't learn well unless taught and who would teach her how to cook? No master or mistress probably stayed around long enough to teach her anything. ♠

❝... Your destiny will now be shaped by my hands.❞
❝ Resisting is futile.❞

 

[Alice5130]

lunarskys

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█ ▌Sierra Night ▌█
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"I'm your slave..."

"I was getting to that!" She spat, irritated more by him, even though Caspian hadn't really done anything to merit such distain as of yet. "And I'm not a germ freak!" Sierra huffed. The slave seemed to calm down a bit in the kitchen, looking around. The two stoves would be nice, and there was plenty of counter space and the stove didn't look too bad. She searched around for a big pot, some bowls, a large spoon, a square pan, spray-on-butter, and a few other tools before raiding the fridge.

She washed her hands and set to work cutting carrots and chicken, cleaning, shaving, and dicing potatoes, and finally defrosting and measuring the amount of peas for her chicken pot pie. Sierra turned the oven on to let it heat up for when she needed it. After that was the gravy they'd be cooked in and making the bread that would incase the pie's insides. At least the Casper guy had a fully stocked fridge for her to search through. That didn't mean she intended to share any of it. If she had to feed herself, this would last her almost a week. Satisfied with the thickness of the gravy, she mixed the contents in and poured it evenly into the breaded pan. She laid the top layer of doe over the pie, poking a few long slits into it with the cutting knife to let the air out when it cooked and so it wouldn't bubble over. She slid the square pan into the oven and closed the door, setting the timer to finish. Now she just had to wait...

"..not your friend, and not your lover."

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[lunarskys]

Alice5130

♚ ℭaspian Levi ♔
【 The Leviathan Master 】

❝ Is this all you can do?❞
❝ How boring.❞

♠ Caspian simply blocked Sierra out as she ranted before getting started on her meal. Careful to stay out of the woman's way, Caspian got himself a salad he had prepared earlier out and put on the dressing before getting some fruit and sitting at a counter overlooking where Sierra was working. It seemed that she was pretty talented. But the time she had finished assembling the chicken pot pie, Caspian had eaten a good portion of the salad he had gotten out. "How did you learn to cook Miss Anarchist?" he asked her as it seemed like a good time to ask since she wasn't working right now. It seemed like he had forgotten to get himself something to drink, huh that was strange. Must've been because he didn't want to get in her way because disturbing women in the kitchen reeeeeally wasn't a good idea. Both him and his brother had learned that the hard way...

He got up from the stool he had been sitting on to go into the kitchen and retrieve a clean glass from the counter to pour some water in. "What's chicken pot pie by the way?" the Leviathan asked off-handily as he walked back to where he had been sitting before. Having been from the sea originally, it really wasn't a familiar term. And even as she assembled it he wondered if there were other pies that were made like that. 'That' being that they weren't desserts. He had always thought pies were desserts but apparently they weren't. That question had made him look a little like a child but he didn't care, if Sierra knew about it and could make it as a slave, then he wanted to know what it really was. ♠

❝... Your destiny will now be shaped by my hands.❞
❝ Resisting is futile.❞

 

[Alice5130]

lunarskys

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█ ▌Sierra Night ▌█
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"I'm your slave..."

She was glad he didn't get into her way. His stupid question, however... Did he assume all slaves didn't have lives before servitude, or that to make them more valuable, they were taught?Stupid Master. "How does anyone learn; someone taught me." She knew he would finish his meal before hers was done. Perhap he would leave and she could eat by herself. That would be nice.

Sierra was twirling a wooden spoon in her hand while she waited. "What's chicken pot pie, by the way?" The spoon fell to the floor and her face had a blank expression when she turned to look at him. "What?" He apparently knew less than she thought. "How could you not know what a pot pie is? It's not exactly a rare dish." Maybe he was hoping she'd give him some of her's... fat chance. "If you want to know what it is, go to Walmart and buy one. I am NOT giving you mine," She huffed and turned away.

"..not your friend, and not your lover."

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