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Post by sorakun on May 25, 2012 22:14:30 GMT -5
Taking the pink-haired man's leave I follow him out the door of the auction house.
After walking along for what seemed like hours I had to ask the question most guys like me fear.
"Are we there yet?"
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Post by mesmu on May 25, 2012 22:17:39 GMT -5
Braizen glances to the bearer before sighing and pulling out his AI. He puts a hand onto the other, "Transfer... Home." A soft giggle is heard before they disappear and reappear outside of a large mansion like building. "Now we are."
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Post by sorakun on May 25, 2012 22:21:12 GMT -5
"Woah." That's all I can say to the giant castle that's smack dab in front of me.
"This is where you live?!? Where am I staying?"
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Post by mesmu on May 25, 2012 22:24:20 GMT -5
"You'll have your own room," Braizen responds simply before holding the door open for the two bearers. "Ladies first."
Cheiz gracefully flips Braiz the bird as he leads Ren inside, said giver following behind closely.
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Post by sorakun on May 26, 2012 14:24:17 GMT -5
I followed closely behind keeping myself close to the pink-haired man.
After going through various twists and turns we arrived at what appeared to be my room.
"Am...Am I allowed to go in?" I wanted to be sure as the collar around my neck might have other ideas...
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Post by mesmu on May 26, 2012 16:24:36 GMT -5
"By all means," Braiz opens the door. "Make yourself comfortable... But I want you down to the dinning hall by dinner, tardiness will not be excepted." Cheiz waves his good bye as he and Braizen turn to leave.
The giver stops a moment and adds, "And the house has an AI in it, feel free to use it to decorate you room... Your spending limit is one thousand... If you need anything ping Cheiz." And with that the half incubus walks off to do a round of paperwork before dinner that night.
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Post by sorakun on May 26, 2012 17:35:16 GMT -5
I open the door slowly and take notice of admittedly spare bedroom which had a desk, bedroom, a chair, and a lamp.
I look to the desk and notice an orb on the table which I touched causing it to activate and levitate.
"Welcome, how may I assist you?" I said in a monotone voice.
I admittedly cringed a bit but after seeing that it held no danger I approached it.
"Um...I'd like to redecorate my room please." I said.
"Certainly. What would you like?"
"Umm...I'd like it to look like a king's bedroom with velvet covers and curtains and gold trimmings along the walls!"
"Excellent choice sir." I responded as a beam of light shot out and covered my room before changing into what I asked for.
"Do you require anything else?"
"No, you've done enough as it is. Thank you!"
"Good day then sir." It said as it returned to it's inactive state.
I then noticed a journal on my table.
I sat down and opened to the first page where a pin was enclosed. I grabbed it and began to write.
Day 1
"This place is scary yet amazing at the same time, I was sold into slavery apparently but my new master seems to not really care but his friend seems really cute and a pleasure to be around. I hope to see him again soon! Anyway, it looks like it's almost nine so I imagine It's time for dinner!
-Renzan
I set the book down and proceed downstairs to the dinning hall we had passed earlier today.
"I'm here, I hope I'm not late!"
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Post by mesmu on May 26, 2012 17:39:49 GMT -5
Actually, Renzan was early for dinner and its still being set up by the cook and his three apprentices. One of them, a sweet looking fae with glowing wings, smiles over to the bearer, "Mr. Blakslee isn't down yet, sir... But please take a seat he will be down in a moment's time being."
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Post by sorakun on May 26, 2012 17:43:09 GMT -5
"Alright."
I take the chair nearest to me and sit down and proceed to wait for my "Master".
I turn to the Fae. "Dinner sure smells good!" I say with a smile.
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Post by mesmu on May 26, 2012 17:48:15 GMT -5
"Why thank you," Said fae, being a humbled giver, ducks his head in embarassment before nodding to the head cook. "Although Silvah is the the master mind here."
"What are you saying about me?" Snaps the cook, their silver hair whipping about as they turn to face the two with hands on their hips. "You best be not talking to him boy, Mr. Blakslee'll have your ass if you get to cuddley with him."
"I-I was just complimenting your cooking skills, Silvah," He manages as he finds himself ushered back into the kitchen by an angry gust of wind.
"Good then, now get the potatoes before they're over done!" The cook looks to Ren. "He wasn't bothering ya, kid?"
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Post by sorakun on May 26, 2012 17:51:15 GMT -5
"Oh no! It was my fault, I was just complementing on how good dinner smelled. I'm sorry if I was disrupting!"
Mentally inside my head I was screaming. "I don't want to get shocked again! I'm so in for it!"
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Post by mesmu on May 26, 2012 17:52:38 GMT -5
"No, no," Silvah pulls out a chair. "You sit, sir... Tonight we treat you like royalty... Tomorrow you'll be one of us." The way he says that is almost as if he knows what the kid is in for.
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Post by sorakun on May 26, 2012 17:55:17 GMT -5
"One of us?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
Well any semblance of a normal life just ended right there...
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Post by mesmu on May 26, 2012 17:57:24 GMT -5
"Yes," Silvah nods. "Mr. Blakslee enjoys making sure he's hired the best of the best... And since I am his cook I've had the... Pleasure of feeding you." With a nod the cook pats Ren's head.
"Now I shall be off, dinner is ready, just give Sir a minute..."
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Post by sorakun on May 26, 2012 18:03:58 GMT -5
"This is going to be interesting." I thought to myself.
"I wonder what job I'll have..."
I continued this train of thought for several minutes until the sound of footsteps echoed throughout the house and snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Looks like he's here..."
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