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] Date Posted: 12:51:57 02/09/07 Fri Here they were – the merry band of misfits as Flyta has dubbed them on the train here. They all crowded into the entryway of Dorjan’s mansion at just a little after midnight, their transport had been late (and would probably loose his life over it). Yasmin was busy looking around, but had an arm securely wrapped about Aimi’s. Ira had climbed onto Ria and was sitting at his hips, with arms and legs wrapped around him. He had an arm around her and rested his face in her hair. Bu-chan was trying to cling to someone, anyone, but Flyta was up in the air and Lizzy was giving her distasteful looks. Flyta was hovering in the air next to Yasmin, and Lizzy was, of course, standing at the opposite end of the group from were Flyta was. Poor little Bu-chan couldn’t possibly keep still, and was nervously moving around, her attention span seemingly worse than Flyta’s at the moment. She then focused herself on studying the harsh lack of anything technological. She wondered how the walls were constructed, and how to get a wiring system through them. She wondered what kind of power supplies there were, and how to rig the things she had brought with her, In fact, she kinda wondered about the luggage that came with the whole group. There was a lot of it… mainly computers and other technology for her. But a lot of cloth and a sewing machine for Yasmin. Flyta had a weirdly large wardrobe that came with her. In fact, the twins were the only ones who didn’t bring anything with them. And the harshest reality with this was, of course, if the new Master would let them keep all their stuff. Everyone in this group has enjoyed many comforts in Serena’s keep. But now they were one big group of “the new kid”. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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Author: Aimi [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:46:17 02/11/07 Sun The beautiful, but shy Aimi stood in the entrance with the others. Her thin body was shaking from nerves, and in hopes of calming hereself down, she sucked slightly on a small portion of hair. Much like everyone else, Aimi wasn't sure what to expect of her new Master, or her new home. However, she was only at Serena's for a few days, which wasn't long enough for her to be ranked, let alone be trained. So unlike the others, Aimi didn't feel like she was leaving a lot behind by coming here. She was more worried about being split up from Yasmin, the one and only person she had gotten to know slightly, since becoming a slave. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nyxia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:15:46 02/12/07 Mon Almost as soon as the group had approached the mansion, Dorjan had set his scheme into motion. He had arranged beforehand for things to be taken care of in an orderly fashion, and had opted to, instead of addressing them directly himself, sending out three others to separate and give basic instructions to the group. Hence why Nyxia was in the entrance hall. She had come strolling up from the slave's quarters, white shin-length dress waving back and forth as she walked. Her blouse was still similar to a school girl's outfit, with a blue layer underneath and a white sweater overtop. At least it was different than what she had first arrived in. She had waist-length white hair, which seemed to move with a breeze that stirred nothing else. The most remarkable thing about Nyxia, for one who had a keener sense, was simply that she had no scent. Or rather, that she smelled more like the air or wind in general than a certain this or that. She stopped as she neared the group, confident in her actions. She wasn't a slave here, but rather a guest. "Lizzy, Flyta, come with me." She'd memorized the two names, though she knew nothing of which was which. Instead of walking off, Nyxia waited to see who exactly it was that stepped forward to follow after her. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Lizzy and Flyta [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:40:41 02/13/07 Tue Flyta's attention snapped along with her neck towards the one calling her name. She immediately bobbed up and down where she was floating, and the zipped forward. Her wings picked up a more rabid beat, for now she was excited and curious. She wasn't, however, distracted enough to cast Yasmin a look that was met - the two friends were being split up afterall. Lizzy turned up her nose at the thought of being in the same sentence with Flyta, but took a casual step forward. Of course the two winged ones would be called together. It was rather logical. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Kyan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:35:30 02/13/07 Tue Having just showered, Kyan had felt bubbly up until the point when his Master had called for him. His stomach had dropped, and his mind raced with possibilities for what he thought was the Master's anger, not to mention various torture methods that could have been put to use. (The Master never liked using the same one twice.) Having hastily dried his short-cropped blond hair, the snow leopard shifter received his instructions and immediately went to the main lobby to greet and take command of his new charges. The uniform khaki pants and t-shirt weren't brand new, but looked like they had seen some wear. But, the clothes still marked him as a slave. His body seeming to finally having stopped adjusting itself and settling on one form, Ky was bigger around the chest area than he had been in previous years and had grown his final inch just a few months past. His gold-green eyes weren't jaded so much as weary and cautious. Standing up to his full six feet two inches of height, Ky surveyed the little group, which had just been raided upon by Nyxia. Although not as close to the strange woman as Koen was, he gave her a smile. The shifter made a game out of trying to guess which two new slaves were to be under him for the next few weeks. Clearly not the pair tied together; he wasn't a fighter, and there was no way that the Master would trust him with those two. So, that left the two Asian girls, one of whom was furry and the other who seemed to have jumped out of some comic book with her tail and ears, and the other girl with the stripes down her arms. The first two seemed, most definitely to be shifters (at least, in some way), but the third, darker girl caught his attention. What was she, really? "Yasmin, Aimi. This way." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Yasmin [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:44:06 02/14/07 Wed Yasmin was a little weary of the new white-haired slave. She was also slightly disappointed. Serena wouldn't have met new slaves in person, either, but somehow her curiosity of her new Master was stronger than any bit of reason or logic. Yasmin's stomach was reacting where Yasmin's heart had been trained not to as she watched Flyta step forward without her. Yasmin wondered if they were in the sort of place she would never see her friend again. So many unanswered questions ... so many others never thought of. She didn't have time to think, because there before her was another slave. A male, average compared to the ones in Serena's mansion, but pleasant enough. He made it quite clear it was not her turn to step forward, and much to Yasmin's glee, Aimi as well. Yasmin wasn't about to let go of Aimi's arm, anyways. And she stepped up to the call, practically dragging Aimi with her. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nyxia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:18:04 02/19/07 Mon Having now had the opportunity to pick out which of the group were assigned to her care, and not really interested in sticking around as the others began to show up to cart off the different sections, Nyxia turned on her heel and headed out of the main hall - fully expecting that the two would follow her orders and be right behind her. If they got lost this early on, well, then there just wasn't any hope for them as far as she was concerned. Heading down the hallway, she turned two corners before pausing outside a cherry oak doorway to make sure that they were actually behind her. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Aimi [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:52:05 02/20/07 Tue As Aimi was forcfully pulled forward, she couldn't stop thinking about what might happen next. While she was very nervous, there was a slightly relieved expression on her face, now that she knew she wasn't going to be split up from Yasmin. Doing what she did best, Aimi stayed quiet, looked to the ground and waited for the male standing before the two of them, to lead the way. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Kyan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 11:24:03 02/21/07 Wed The blond stood with his weight pressed on one heel and an arm casually raised to rub a slightly damp spot in his hair. So, he was going to take the stipey one and the red-head? For a moment, he questioned his Master's intentions, but isntantly drew it back, apologizing through his mind. There was no way, after all, to be sure that the Master wasn't listening in. Ky had worked hard to make his way back up to the top after nearly dying by the hands of the vampire; he wasn't about to give that back up. Having gathered what he could from his first glances at the pair of girls, the snow leopard shifter turned with a hand still in his hair and made his way down a corridor that looked exactly like all the others that led away from the front foyer. Ky scented the air as he passed the door leading to the Master's study and grumbled about Master Gordon and his new cats, but otherwise he didn't speak to his new charges. Leading the way past every other door and not turning any corners, the male spotted the stairway leading down to the slave quarters and slowed, scenting the slight draft that always came up from the cellar to make sure that there wasn't anything wrong. Then again, if Nyxia was up here, then Koen didn't have anyone to play with and he was probably creating a ruckus, just like all adolescent males. Sighing what little anger came to mind away, Kyan leaned against the edge of the open doorway and waited for the two girls. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Flyta and Lizzy [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:25:18 02/21/07 Wed Lizzy was, of course, right behind the one who had called her name. She didn't waste time like that. Flyta, however, had been keeping up with her attention span and not anyone else. She would stop, consider something, and then zoom ahead. Or randomly to the right. Or investigate the ceiling. Or those stairs over there... In fact, anything and everything seemed far more interesting than just following people. This, of course, annoyed the snot out of Lizzy. But, Flyta was somehow not very far behind. She wouldn't have noticed the others had stopped. But she was at least zipping around in the vicinity. She wasn't known for actually getting lost... [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Yasmin [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:31:03 02/23/07 Fri Yasmin was trying to stay alert, but boredom was quickly setting in. No one from her fore more House would have been nearly so inefficient. She didn't even know this shifter's name, and it wasn't exactly impressive. Her eyes narrowed into slits, which was to her advantage because it made her various eye rolls less noticeable. The one supposedly in charge of them was a spazz. And a stupid one at that. Yasmin highly doubted he'd have answers to 75% of her questions, let alone deal correctly with Aimi's lack of them. Yasmin mentally sighed and finitely decided that she'd just keep Aimi under her wing for as long as possible. There didn't seem a lot else to do. That somehow manifested itself in a subconscious straightening of the ribbons on Aimi's dress as they walked. And a mental planning of Aimi's next outfit. Assuming Yasmin was to get to keep her sewing machine and cloth warehouse that she brought with her. The luggage had been nonchalantly left in the foyer. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Aimi [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:32:35 03/07/07 Wed Aimi had begun to stare at her surroundings, paying less attention to what was going on. Though, with Yasmin still by her side, she was confident she wouldn't get lost. All she could really focus on was how different things were. Just comparing her beginning at Serena's, to her beginning here...she could already tell that she shouldn't epxect things to happen as smoothly or even remotely the same as it was at Serena's. The best example of the change, was the fact that Yasmin was very much in charge and dominant when she first met her, but this guy who was supposed to do basically the same thing, was very quiet and seemed to be in his own world. As Aimi thought deeper on the subject, she was suddenly brought back into reality when she felt Yasmin tugging slightly on the ribbons on her dress. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Kyan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:11:13 03/09/07 Fri But, in fact, this mansion was still in its reconstruction phase after the Master had been away. Ky remembered the times before it had died down, when someone else had been left in charge and it hadn't suited him at all; the punishments were lax, the chores few and hardly difficult, and the household had fallen to ruin. But, when the Master had returned, the place had popped right back up. That is, after a few adjustments to the management. The shifter pushed himself off the doorframe and and crossed his arms, a sure sign that he wasn't comfortable in this high-up position, but wanting to make the best of it. Ky stepped to the side of the doorway, motioning them down the steps. "I guess I'm going to answer your questions and both of you are going to tell me about your other mansion and what you did there." He resisted the urge to make it a question, suspecting that they already didn't regard him too highly. Then again, he was a slave himself. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Yasmin [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:07:23 04/04/07 Wed Yasmin stepped forward and struck third position (([.x.])), "I am a dance trainer. Aimi was to be my newest student." She arced her arms in front of her, rotated her wrists and spread them again, flourishing the hand closest to Aimi to draw the attention there. The magic her arms worked seemed to almost leave trails in the air, it was a whole new way of "talking with her hands" - it was hard to tell if she was talking or if her arms were. She brought her hands back to her chest, "As a reward I was given a sewing machine and free reign of fabrics," her hands moved in and our of each other in an exaggerated, extremely fluid sewing motion which then abruptly stopped. Her arms seemed to have been 'shut off' and returned to normal. "That is my true art form, and my most important question. The fate of that ... hobby ... is my highest concern." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |