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 Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 1:47 pm
Large and illustrious, built halfway into a cliff side out of an old monastery It now housed Miki and the very few weak servants she had left. But they kept the place clean and cooked the meals. It was all she asked of them.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 1:49 pm
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" "Ah... finally home....alright now... usually There's a spy or something around.. if you find him dont even bother burying him... just kill him and do whatever you like... find a spot you like in or around the grounds and claim it... from time to time I would like you to stay in my room... it will just ease my sleep"
She walked slowly hiding the pains of her condition as she made her way through the grounds. Weakness was not something she could afford to show.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 3:48 pm
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and and old faded back shirt
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: One Weylyn followed her and listened as she spoke. He was about 6' and not the friendliest looks when he walked. He walked with that look, that if you rubbed him the wrong why you would either be walking funny for the rest of your life or dead. He looked at the place he would call he new home for now and notice some servants. his eyes narrowed a little at them he then looked at her. "You dont hid things very well." he said commenting on her condition. "Well you dint hide it well from me or things like me." he said again he cracked his knuckles as they walked. he had that tough guy walk but in this case he was a 'tough' guy
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 6:46 pm
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" She smirked
"...The only people who are interested in using that weakness do not have to dig very hard to find that it exists..."
She rubbed her legs and looked back.
"...The only reason I try and pretend its not there is for my own sake...that and the idiot boobs I have to do business with...Though honestly you could stab them in the chest and they would hardly notice unless it was on paper..."
She chuckled and stepped through the door sitting down on a rather lavish comfy couch.
".... now then... shall we get down to business?....anything you feel like you want me to know to further your goals... and what I want YOU to know to further my goals...I am strict and will lay down some ground rules but you will find Im not some prissy little b***h....I wont whine but also you will find you WONT be walking over me.... You are mine.... and WE have a deal... lets fine tune now shall we?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 9:45 pm
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and and old faded back shirt
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: OneWeylyn was half listening as they walked threw the front door of the house and she sat down. he stayed standing his body was tense as he listened threw the house, hearing the weak footsteps of what servants she had left. He was getting better antiquated with his new home just by standing there, listening, smelling and feeling vibrations of everything. "If we are to set some rule dont call me dog or any form of it." he said turned his head to face her. he had no memory of this deal when the demon inside him made it. "As far as im concerned im here to keep little you safe from assassins." he said before he turned away from her and started to walk around looking in all the rooms sort of just wondering not really paying attention to his new master.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 10:12 pm
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" she chuckled
"oh but you would make such a cute puppy...and what fun is a slave with your good looks if I cant use pet names..."
She teased him testing to see just how much of him was rage and how much of him still had at least SOME interest in her. Though her smile cleared as did her throat.
"Ahem... yes... well with the personal matter of names... I WILL be called Mistress... or lady...at LEAST.... as such I will call you Weylyn....lest you disappoint me...then its slave."
She moved to her left and opened a small box filled with various sacks of coins and money.
"...When I am out you may make use of this to buy weapons, clothing and armor as you see fit. I will not give you more money, this is more than enough. Also... while I am out and about, you will not act as though you are guarding me... you see me on the street you pretend you have never seen me before in your life. If my life is in danger then you have permission to act. Kill without mercy and make a special of it. I want there to be at least a five foot splash zone. My... ahem... aggressors need to know what happens to people they send after me... I dont want whatever gets sent back to even be recognizable. Any questions so far? or shall we move on to the more personal bits of your duties and dealing with requests of yours?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 10:25 pm
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and and old faded back shirt
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: OneWeylyn stopped and turned back to her walking back into the room she was in. the mention of his 'good looks' made a smirk appear on his face as he walked in and sat in a chair across from her. The mention of killing people made and evil grin creep across his face. "I'll do my best to please you my Lady." this was the first time since they met that he was some what respectable. "I dont use weapons, or armor for that matter." he said leaning back in the chair in a casual comfortable manor. "And whats this other personal matters i have to do" he asked folding his hands together and raising an eyebrow, his evil grin turning into a sly mischievous grin
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 11:05 pm
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" She let out a soft hum before shutting the box. Before she continued though she seemed to blush a little and break eye contact.
"My other slaves and servants are either too stupid, too feeble or too damned distracted to help me on this..."
She cleared her throat and looked back at him.
"as you clearly know... my condition is not the best... on top of this its not getting any better... I have some troubles here and there with daily things... needless to say I will need some help when I bathe.... but you keep your eyes up... and we wont have any problems..."
The pink on her cheeks suggested that she was more or less saying that as a front to hide how embarrassed or perhaps excited she was on the idea. Never the less she did have a lot of problems, her legs were still good for walking but her knees were weak and sitting down in the large bath may have been easy but getting up or reaching back to clean her hair or back was somewhat straining.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 11:45 pm
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and and old faded back shirt
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: OneHe chuckled a bit at her request when helping her bathe. "You expect me, a Male a slave, none the less to keep his eyes up when help bathing you." he let out a laugh "we both know you secretly want me to do something, with those pink cheeks and a slightly higher heart rate, thats a lie." he spoke with confidence even though being a slave he was suppose to agree with the master, or mistress and do what ever they say
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:04 am
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" She let out a soft growl. Before clearing her throat trying to push it aside, She knew full well she didnt get him because she needed someone polite.
"Those are the rules...now... what steps...do you want me to take to help YOUR cause?..."
She did her best to flush away her blush and fret, changing the subject to something she was sure he wanted to tell her.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 12:06 am
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and and old faded back shirt
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: OneWeylyn sat up his elbows on his knees now he looked down then looked up his head not moving giving him a sinister look "I dont need help." he said before he stood up from the chair and walked away from his mistress he walked over to a window and moved the curtain a bit to look out "How often do you get spies and assassins?" he asked scanning the area he could see from the window ((feel free to have an assassin or spy come in to the rp when ever))
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 12:16 am
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me"
She smirked
"there's one on the roof right now... I have sensory wards all over my property... he followed us, hasnt made his move because hes unsure of you... Hes a cautious one... so if you do go after him... you will have to move fast... he will likely run away until he is confident he can kill you..."
She giggled leaning back.
"I would prefer it for you to kill him... but Ill leave that one up to you..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 12:22 am
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and and old faded back shirt
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: One Weylyn stood for a moment upset with himself then turned and walked to the door his inner wolf coming out and walked out the door leaving it open. "Why don't come down, and fight like a real man would" he wasnt for a chase unless he was really provoked. "Really why would you attack a woman, thats not very kind now is it." he said as he silently made his way up to the roof.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 12:34 am
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" She sat and watched through her wards, this was a perfect chance to see what he could do.
The man stepped out of the shadows, his face covered in what looked like bandages over small plates of metal.
"Oh boy... an ugly one... damn... your kind are very fast...my goal today was not to get the mark... but... lets see if this job was worth the money they paid me..."
He reached into his bag, rather deeply. It seemed as though he was one of those that liked to be ready for anything, but he was not completely ready for a supernatural type of enemy. Drawing a silver Khukri from his bag he slung it back over his shoulder and stepped back holding the weapon ready for his foe.
"I dont understand why Im hearing moral complaints from something like you... but you prove to me my job is not worth the money... Ill answer... and leave..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 12:47 am
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and and old faded back shirt
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: One Weylyn looked at the man as he pulled something out of his bag, something silver not the best of luck for him. As he was about to lunge at him mister demon inside came to say hello his eyes which were blue when he was a werewolf were now mixed with read turning it to a purply red color and he stood and stared and evil grin on his face and jumped at the man his hands were normal for the most part except for black veins and his nails long from being in a werewolf state and demon. "To bad im not a normal werewolf." he spoke in a distorted voice. "Now lets see what your pretty little face looks like." he said digging his long nails into it
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