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 Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 12:57 am
"Are you alright?" Lianne asked as she was helped out of the helicopter after Damien. She said nothing when he said he was fine, and she was led inside behind him. With her personal guards. After all, she couldn't see in front of herself with her veil on.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 1:38 am
Damien headed right down to his room and changed into something to sleep in. Some servants helped escort Lianne and her guards down to where they would be. Lianne was given a lavish guest bed to sleep in.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 1:46 am
Lianne felt odd as she walked about the lavish room she was given. It wasn't as if she wasn't thankful, but rather she didn't like the idea of being under the same roof as her worse enemy. She locked the door behind her as the guards stood by it, and she opened her suitcase and prayed under her breath as she got ready for bed. She took off her veil and let loose her lavish long hair, taking a few breaths in private freedom. As soon as she was ready, she crawled under the covers and went to sleep, hoping nothing bad happened as she slept.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:06 am
Monica had been visiting everyday since Jian was hospitalized. She would stay for hours at a time after work, only leaving when other guests were about to arrive. For the most part, she had just been quiet, touching Jian's hand and everyday, hoping that he would awaken. It was the only time she seemed peaceful. Anywhere else, she was easily irritated and if secret police members found her strict within reason before, they would find that she was less likely to forgive ever since the incident. Merely being in her way was something she warranted as excuse to give unreasonably tedious punishments. She had also been in Jian's room before the doctors took him away, sighing as she had been escorted back to her office in the secret police headquarters. The entire time she was working, she couldn't help but worry about Jian even as she was heading back to her estate.
((OOC: Le post du crap. XD XD My brain is soup. =w= ))
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 8:52 pm
((You alright Aya? ))
"This is irritating..." Shadow muttered behind a bottle of whiskey as she readjusted the black mask covering most of her face. "Another dead end..." Helmshire had fallen, but somehow she found things to flow easier with her focus on the information market. She made more money then she had in years, and she knew everything that was worth anything, except for the location of Zil. Someone loyal was hiding him, and she knew it.
"Hey, did you hear? The grand priestess is in Diethelm." A woman said nearby Shadow.
'Yeah... that's old news.' Shadow thought.
"Really? I'm surprised the black heart isn't doing anything about it." Another said. The black heart was a black magic cult group infamous in the black markets. Shadow found them obnoxious and strange, but anyone who knew about them also knew about their hatred for Mt. Angelo.
'Hm... maybe I should check into that...' Shadow thought.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 9:54 pm
((Timeskip to next morning?))
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 9:56 pm
((Yep! To the next day!))
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 9:59 pm
Damien woke up in his bed. He wasn't used to waking up in the large bed alone, but did so to keep a good image with Lianne (well, as much as he could). He took a shower and then began getting dressed in his uniform.
A servant headed down to the room Lianne was in and informed the guards that breakfast was almost ready.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:13 pm
The next morning, Lianne woke up to a light knock on the door. Out of habit, she got up slowly, got out of bed and took a shower. After squeezing out her long hair, she put on her underwear, then her robe and made her way to the door, hitting the rim of the door before actually opening it. She had a hand over her eyes to help with the bright light as the guards noticed a familiar sight. Lianne slowly began to walk down the halls, almost running into everything in the way. Her eyes were half awake and hidden from the sunshine as she tried to make her way through the unfamiliar place. With help, she made her way to the kitchen before placing her head flat against the table with her eyes in a distant gaze. "What's on the agenda today?" She asked the guard.
"We're in Diethelm, my Lady." the guard said.
"Another doctrine error?" She asked confused. The guard let out a sigh.
"Could you make My Lady a glass of Earl Gray tea, two spoons of sugar and a splash of milk. She's not awake yet." The guard asked.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:19 pm
The servants quickly hurried around to make sure the table was set by the time the Absolute Leader arrived.
Damien entered the dining room and saw Lianne there, half asleep. "Ah, you got here before I did. What would you like for breakfast?" he asked, taking a seat at the other end.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:25 pm
"Brahms?" She asked, trying hard to focus as the whole world around her seemed to spin. She looked up at Damien in a daze. "H-he's a composer right?" She asked before rubbing her head and talking under her breath to help her think strait.
"I'm sorry. Her Ladyship isn't a morning person." Her guard sighed.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:45 pm
Damien scratched the side of his head. "So, is she asking for breakfast music?" he asked. He then ordered a cd to be put in a music player. The cd was a classical music one.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:57 pm
"No, I don't think..." Her guard started, but stopped as soon as Damien ordered for the cd. He figured this would be an excuse for a romantic farce that would hopefully get him nowhere.
A moment later, the servant arrived with Lianne's tea and set it by her hand. Slowly, Lianne sat up, her drying hair rolling in gentle waves. She slowly began to sip her tea and set it down as her mind slowly began to unravel.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 11:20 pm
((Just try not to make references to people from our world in this, thanks.))
"You never replied to what you wanted for breakfast. What would you like?" Damien asked Lianne.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 11:28 pm
((Sorry. Couldn't think of anything. *scratches back of head* *sweatdrop*))
"I... I'll have a cheese omelet and some toast if you don't mind." She replied gently, starting to understand him better. "What's playing? It sounds like an old Olive Valley waltz..." She asked.
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