Hamish's homestead

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A warm home, surrounded by some left over snow from the winter.  

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†Edger Hamish†

Demon born and raised

"There ain't no grave that can hold my body down, when I hear that trumpet sound, imma rise ten feet outta the ground."

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Edger walked down the icy roads with a fluffy jacket covering him from the small breeze. He looked up ahead seeing the light merely away dozen feet ahead. He grunted, tired of having numbed ears in this temperature. He looked over at the one by him. She was definitely not human, he could feel that, just by her presence. Blowing some steam from his nostrils, he walked farther into the slightly cold land.

 

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⋙⋙ The pink-haired girl walked silently, one small hand holding the collar of her long white coat tightly to her chest and the other clinging to a small leather suitcase. She didn't have a lot of belongings but what she did have, she cherished. It was freezing. And she just didn't do cold. It wasn't her thing but, hey, it isn't her choice as to where she goes. Her hands now were tingling from the cold. Her breath came out as a thick cloud of vapor as she exhaled and she loathed breathing in the cold air. Her feet crunched against the thick snow but, other than that, she was silent. She looked up at the man beside her out of the corner of her eye. When she looked back in front of her, she could see her new home. It was beautiful, she had to admit. It even slowed her pace for a moment so she could take in the scene before hurrying to catch up to her new master. ⋘⋘

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†Edger Hamish†

Demon born and raised

"There ain't no grave that can hold my body down, when I hear that trumpet sound, imma rise ten feet outta the ground."

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Edger opened the door of his house with a skeletal key. A soon as he stepped into the house, loud footsteps came from him against the hardwood floors. He kept the door open and held it against his back for Anemone, so the wind wouldn't slam it on her. Edger turned his head from the cold winds as he could be heard puffing out more steam from his body, to warm himself.

 

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⋙⋙ The girl stepped into the house behind him, being sure to knock the snow from her black boots that hugged her calves as not to track it through the house as she walked. She moved out of the way to allow him to close the door behind him, then looked up. The room was amazing, filled with warm light and even warmer air. Her nose and ears were a bright red and began to sting from the sudden change in temperature. She placed down her bag for a moment to strip herself of her coat and held it in her arms, revealing a more desirable body that was once masked by the long, bulky cloak. She picked up her bag again and chose to be the first to break the silence. "You have a very nice home.." Her voice was soft, easily displaced in the cavernous room. She turned in her place, making sure to take in every detail she had seen before her. And it was nice. Elegantly furnished ⋘⋘

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†Edger Hamish†

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"There ain't no grave that can hold my body down, when I hear that trumpet sound, imma rise ten feet outta the ground."

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Edger bowed to Anemone for her complimenting of his style of furnishings. Edger looked at the stairs of the house, which were slim but very sturdy, for design. He then went to the kitchen. He had a balcony area which was boosted into the air outside by pillars, it held a small snow globe like room with a Piano having, shanghai like symbols, knifed into it. He looked at the clock as it point to almost dawn. The sunset echoed through the windows and he nodded to the clouds in the sky. Walking to the kitchen he prepared food, even if not eaten for now, for later. The kitchen had an architectural type of taste to the modern like housing of the rest of the home. The fires on the stove talked to him as in a matter of seconds the smell of fried rice, danced with the oxygen. He had removed his jacket earlier, revealing a more then average type of male build for fit. He wore a tight black long sleeved shirt. He then looked up at Anemone, he hadn't really paid much attention to her till now, then showed a clawed like scar on his left cheek. The scar almost glowed, In a way.

 

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⋙⋙ The sun shone through the large windows, filling the room with bright yellows and oranges of the setting sun. The crackling of the fireplace gave it a really homey feel and she couldn't help but let a small smile pull at the sides of her velvet lips. She watched him as he walked into another room before following him. The kitchen was beautiful. She smiled as she looked back at him, really observing him for the first time. He truly was handsome. which was a first for her. Her past masters were older men with not so desirable attributes. He turned, showing a bright red scar and her smile faded. It resonated in the warm light of the kitchen. It looked almost painful. She quickly shook it from her mind, but made a note of it being there in her mind. "You aren't really talkative... are you?" She asked softly, a lock of light pink hair falling into her face. Her reasoning for thinking so was clear, she hadn't heard him speak yet; from the entire walk from the market to the few minutes they had spend inside the house, he had not spoke a word. ⋘⋘

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†Edger Hamish†

Demon born and raised

"There ain't no grave that can hold my body down, when I hear that trumpet sound, imma rise ten feet outta the ground."

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Edger nodded at her question. He felt not many needed to hear him talk, to reassure themselves, just smile and look nice, was all he could go by at the moment. He used no tool for cooking except to touch the rice. His hands danced with the fire as it glided along as hands, depending on how he handled it, the fire could hurt him if not careful. He looked at her from the corner of his eyes. Slamming on the handle of the pan he slung bowls into the air catching every grain with the spinning of the bowls. A single bead of sweat fell from his forehead, from the fire the single sweat was born. He then slung his right hand over the fire of the stove sending it to the fireplace. After putting the pans and other various supplies up. He set up the table for food and gave her a glass and directed her to the refrigerator, which held many drinks of different variety. He already had some lemonade and just sat at the table sitting by the glass wall showing the land around.

 

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⋙⋙ She sighed at his nod, not really liking the silence. She like to hold a decent conversation, to learn new things. And she could already tell that he would not make this easy for her. She watched as moved the fire with his hands and she watched like a child at a circus. It was interesting to her. She didn't meet many extraordinary people in her long life time. Just humans. Boring, mortal humans. He slammed on the pan handle and she jumped, covering her mouth. He caught the rice into bowls and she giggled lightly, clapping her hands softly, applauding him for the nice show. He then gave her a glass and directed her to the refrigerator. She nodded, taking the glass and walking to the fridge. She would have like liquor but getting wasted on her first night wouldn't have looked nice. She poured herself a glass of iced tea before joining him at the table.

She sat herself quietly and placed the glass next to her bowl. It smelled delicious and she was starving. The slave shop wasn't too good on keeping their merchandise properly fed . She looked down at the bowl, watching the steam raise from the rice and waiting for her master to take his first bite. It would be ride to eat first, even if she was famished. Soon, she was impatience grew too strong and she looked up at him. "What is your name?" She asked. This was a question that he couldn't just nod to or point. She could have asked him about the scar, but she like this place so far. She didn't want to be sent back yet, or killed. ⋘⋘

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†Edger Hamish†

Demon born and raised

"There ain't no grave that can hold my body down, when I hear that trumpet sound, imma rise ten feet outta the ground."

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He sighed realizing he may have to talk to her, so he just shrugged. " Edger Hamish.....it is nice to meet you Anemone." He told her having a deep accent to his voice almost resembling. He eyes stayed on her as his facial expression stayed exactly how it always is, angry looking. Edger just calmly ate rice. He was going to make that the last thing he said to her probably for the day. Edger's mind was lost on the lights escaping the heavens of the clouds. Edger simply ate rice then sipped some lemonade. He closed his eyes imagining a large crowd surrounding a stage he was wearing a black tuxedo with his shanghai engraved piano. He was joined on stage by a character sporting a white dress, she sung mirror mirror by Jeff Williams. Edger smiled while in thought about the act, his eyes were closed and his arm the only thing keeping his head up.

Edger was now just picking at the empty bowl he had with silver-ware. Water dripped from his glass of lemonade, the drink was burning the ice inside it away.

 

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⋙⋙ Anemone had mixed feelings about his answer. He had spoken, finally. And he had such a rich, deep voice; very becoming of a young man. A handsome man at that. The thing that threw her off was that his face, it was so angry. She didn't like that. At all. She nodded quietly. "Likewise, Master Edgar..." Her voice fell quiet once more as she at her food silently. She felt as if she upset him somehow.

During their meal, she couldn't help but notice that his mind was elsewhere. His eyes closed and she saw a very small smile crack his otherwise stern expression. A pale pink blush burned at her cheeks, her eyes widening. 'A smile...?' She thought to herself. It looked good on him. He definitely should do that more often. He was not just playing with his empty dish and she sighed. She stood, without speaking, and took his dish and her own, walking to the sink and beginning to wash them. She might as well start her duties off right away. ⋘⋘

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†Edger Hamish†

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"There ain't no grave that can hold my body down, when I hear that trumpet sound, imma rise ten feet outta the ground."

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Edger shook his head slightly snapping back into reality, when the clinking of the silver-ware stopped. Edger heard her call him Master and it made him, uneasy. Since she didn't seem to be anyone to anger him he walked over to her with his sleeves rolled up and started to help her. "You can call me Edger or Hamish, or Ed if you choose, you won't be the only one cleaning this house, so your not alone." He mentioned to her giving his usual face, a little more eased though. It was just a blank stare now. He looked at her his aura slightly more welcoming than it use to be.

Edger's long sleeved outfit was laced with red lining. The home of them both laid by a seaside, in which the ocean was reflecting moonlight into the window by the kitchen dining table. The male had looked at his reflection in the clean plates and other dishes. He slid a finger down his scar, the memory of when he got it, ran through his mind. He shook himself out, not thinking it was such a big deal.

 

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⋙⋙ Anemone was a bit taken back by her master's sudden movement to the sink, and even more at his readiness to help with such a tedious task as washing dishes. He spoke, both his voice and facial expression a bit more friendly than before, but not by much. He offered her choices of what to call him and informed her how she would not be doing the house work by herself. All she did was simply shake her head and say; "I think I will keep with Master Edgar. It suits you. And don't worry about the household chores. I'm capable of keeping up with my duties in a timely fashion." She spoke in a dull voice. It was what she was trained to do, after all. If he didn't let her do what she was programmed to do then, well, she would be close to useless.

She watched as he lifted a finger to his scar, his grim expression returning. She let her eyes fall back to the dished before her, her gaze burying itself deep into the mounds of bubbles that formed from the sweet scented soap. "Does it hurt?" She finally spoke. "Your scar, I mean..." It was blunt and forward, a move she normally didn't make. As she asked the question, her hands stayed busy, her eyes never leaving them as she placed the clean dish under the water to be rinsed and then into the drying rack for her to dry and put away later. She was a bit scared of what his reaction may be, but she was sure that it couldn't be anything that she hadn't survived before. "You may ask me anything you wish, too." She offered in an attempt to redeem herself from such a rude question ⋘⋘

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†Edger Hamish†

Demon born and raised

"There ain't no grave that can hold my body down, when I hear that trumpet sound, imma rise ten feet outta the ground."

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Edger shook his head at her question. "The memories, yes, but the pain from it has faded." He said to her hearing her response to the situation. "Since, you have given me permission, I shall save that for another time." His face went to normal and he walked upstairs with her bags moving them to her room. He then shifted through the wall of her room, entering the bathroom as he removed his shirt sitting on the edge of the very large tub.

A mirror that sat on the wall exposed his war torn back. Some bite marks, scratches, even claw mark. He sighed looking at the multiple surfaced window. The things he saw outside couldn't see him from it. Edger washed his face in the sink and took off clothing, standing in the stream of a steam shower, just carefully cleaning himself. His emotions slid into a warm mellow like way, as he sat in the steam of the bathroom.

 

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⋙⋙ Anemone frowned at him picking up her bags. She didn't need him to do that. She was more than capable of carrying her own things. She followed him in up the stairs and to a bedroom where he placed her things down before walking right through the wall. She stood there, bewildered at the facts that he just walked through the solid wall. She stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She picked up her bag and placed it onto the bed, opening it and putting what clothes she the drawers of the dresser.
She then let her clothing fall to the floor, only a black lace undergarment hugging her hips. Her milky flesh was flawless with the exceptions of twin scars lining her shoulder blades and a small round scar at the base of her spine. She picked out a thin, black night gown and draped it over her body, which stopped half way down her thighs. She looked at herself in the mirror, smiling lightly. "Well.... at least my body hasn't aged..." She sigh, walking to the window and looking out at the surrounding world around her ⋘⋘

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