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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 2:01 pm
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Welcome (to the Mansion of Master James Khiavelli (Ka-Vel-ee). A man whose travels sent him more places then the mind could dream of. In his explorations he has come into a great deal of wealth, the halls and rooms line trinkets form his past, most priceless. )
90 acres of grass, trees and rivers, orchards, and hidden graves. The drive way itself 30 acres deep. The Mansion stands 7 stories tall, with a white pillar colonial plantation feel. White marble floors and just about any main room you could need. His mansion holds 72 bedrooms and 3 presidential suites, 1 gym, 4 living rooms, 1 grand dinning room, 2 kitchens, breakfast nook, library and wrap around patio.
Everyone called the mansion "The Viventem Diem Estate" or "Diem" for short.
Master James Khiavelli himself, was young in age, but way past his due in experience. In his late 20's, he was strong, but ached. His eyes youthful but tired. He never said much about the order of his house, left most everything to the Maids. Trusting his estate will be taken care of even in his leave of absence.
(Below are general guild lines and maid generator if needed, courtesy of Starofthebazaar)
(Butler, Cooks, and field hands, landscapers, guests welcome as well)
~This is a open rp- come and go as you please.~
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 5:29 pm
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Rules of the House of Khiavelli
Well, here at our esteemed mansion, we like to keep things light and friendly. B-but please don't break anything valuable, I don't like to bring bad news in to the master...
1.) If you've left, please write [exit] at the end. I have run across a few cases of guests simply standing in one place like a tree--it is very frightening for the staff and guests.
2.) This is a very open place, so many come and go...and be in character! It will help you grow. emotion_c8
3.) There are times when...u-uhm...things heat up! emotion_facepalm If you're not comfortable with mature content, you may want to tread this place carefully...but please take the really hot stuff to a private room. Please?
Okay! As a summary:
Be active, so everyone can enjoy. Be yourself, not your writer! And there are children, so...nothing too dirty! Or I will have to clean you up! emotion_donotwant
With that, welcome to The Viventem Diem Estate! I hope you enjoy your time here at the Diem. Are you a guest, or do you intend to work here? Please, come in!
I can be a little forgetful, so please bare with me! >o<
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 8:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 11:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 12:30 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 6:30 am
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Elizabeth 'Liz' Khiavelli
Liz happily came down the stairs after the guests had left and took a look around. Her older brother had taken leave to get a break from all his work, but Liz decided to stay behind. She'd been living with her brother almost since he bought the place, since he didn't want her to be alone. Liz tended to get sick fairly easily and would occasionally randomly collapse, so he wanted to keep an eye on her.
Noticing Claude, Liz smiled and walked over to him. "Hey Claude! You want some help?" she asked happily. She liked to help out even though she knew she didn't really have to, but she thought of the helpers as her friends, and friends help friends. Plus Claude was great at playing piano, so she enjoyed listening to him or practicing her singing. Despite he brother's warnings, Liz had become a singer and shortly after, an idol, often putting on shows and such.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 6:43 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 6:58 am
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Elizabeth 'Liz' Khiavelli
Liz playfully made a pouting face for a moment before smiling "Claude, you don't have to bow, and I thought I told you to call me Liz. And what are you apologizing for? You didn't do anything wrong, did you?" she asked giving a little laugh. Claude rarely messed things up, at least as far as Liz knew. She found it a bit funny how some of the helpers seemed to refuse to call her Liz no matter how many times she told them, she would always get Milady, Madam, or Lady Elizabeth, or something like that. Big brother sure has a way of picking out the help Liz thought to herself, but at the same time she loved having them around, it was less lonely, plus some were great at making sweets.
Liz nodded as Claude offered to play the piano, "Yeah, I'd like the piano! Are you already done with everything?" she asked. Liz didn't like to get in the way of their work, her brother always found it a bit odd how she didn't seem to fully grasp how they were there to help out for whatever reason, but that always made him laugh.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 7:27 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 10:27 am
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Akira☽Carpere☾Spade The≭Young≭Head≭Chef ╔═════════════════════════════════════╗ Where at: Hallway With: Song in my head: So Long Sentiment ╚═════════════════════════════════════╝ ((OOC: Alrighty, never mind then...))
Akira walked into the dining room, seeing the rest of the guests have left. He leaned against the wall next to the doorway, resting the cloth around his neck. Say what you will, the kitchens always got hot, and Akria could only stand it for so long. Claude, one the most experienced butlers in the mansion, passed by on his rounds in the room. Akira gave a wave as he passed by, staying on the wall as Elizabeth, the head of house's younger sister and even idol, arrived offering help to Claude and asking him to play the piano. Akira pushed off of the wall, walking across the dinning room to head for his own room. "Let me know when you start, I'd like to listen Liz." he said as he passed by the two. He thoroughly enjoyed music, even Liz's. He walked out of the dinning room, making his way through the halls.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 11:23 am
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Elizabeth 'Liz' Khiavelli
Liz smiled happily that Claude had agreed to call her Liz then she hear a familiar voice. Turning her head she spotted Akira who had asked if they could let them know when they were starting. Giving a small wave, Liz nodded "Yeah definitely, you should see if anyone else wants to join." she said before her attention turned back onto Claude. Her brother had explained to her about Claude, but he never really seemed like the stereotypical demon. He always seemed so calm and curious, always willing to lend a hand, to her it didn't make much sense, but it didn't bother her. When Claude said that Liz could help after the afternoon rush she nodded looking up at the man "Yeah!" she exclaimed happy that he accepted her offer. She knew that the helpers all knew about her condition, she had been there when her brother told the workers to keep an eye on her, though she protested against it. Thinking over Claude's question about what to play, Liz thought for a moment before her eyes lit up. "Wait here!" she said before running over to the music room. Rummaging through the music binders where all the sheet music was, she found what she was looking for and took it out of it's sheet protector. Looking it over once more to check that all the pages were there she ran out of the room and soon she was back to Claude. Holding out the sheet music she smiled "How about this one?" she asked smiling. She knew that she didn't have to run and get it since they would end up there anyway, but Liz like to run around. Plus she wanted to find Akira to let them know when they are starting.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 12:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 2:45 pm
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Marian Marian, having finished handling the master's candlesticks, collected the tray he carried them on and made his way to the far side of the hall where a servant's entrance could be found. Daintily stepping down the stairs with the tray clutched to his chest, he was very cautious. "I do not wish to fall again," he said with a pouty lip and sad eyes at the recollection of 'last time'. The servant's passage was not decorated or lit as well as the main hallways of the mansion, but they were tidy and well kept for what they were.
Now on the first floor, Marian made his way toward the dining hall where several visitors had been dining earlier that day. The tray he was returning was from that room. With a nice breeze blowing in through the open doors and windows, the maid's skirt gently whipped against his legs as he walked.
"Oh, no. There might be people still enjoying the head chef's pastries," Marian fretted softly as his pace slowed. Nearing the dining area, he held his tray tightly against him and with head down he picked up the pace. Hoping to pass the room without drawing attention or notice, he failed horrendously when he walked straight into James Khiavelli.
James was taller, broader, and more muscled than Marian ever thought about being. The little maid bounced of James the same as if he walked into a wall. Sent sprawling, Marian landed on his back hard with an effeminate squeak escaping his soft lips. His skirt and apron had flipped up in the process revealing thigh-high stockings wrapping slender, smooth legs. The garter belt was of the same color, however the panties he wore were a striped blue. To further the embarrassment, the tray he had been carrying was sent flying before it clattered hard on a table, fell on to the floor equally loudly and then made the annoying sound that comes as it slowly spins on the floor on its side before finally falling flat with a clap.
Coming back to his senses, he frantically sat up and tried composing himself as he hurried an apology in a soft, feminine voice,"I'm, I"m, I'm very sorry, master. I beg your forgiveness." His face was red with embarrassment and his eyes looked about to cry and were unable to make eye contact with anyone else.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 3:12 pm
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