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paixaorpg2006-07-18 01:33 am
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Of Servants and Guests [Complete]
Character(s): Nill, NPC (servants; namely Liam), and Haine!
Content: After spending a peaceful night in the home of Peter, a relative of Ersesat Manor's owner, the little angel decides to explore.
Setting: Ersesat Manor
Time: Monday, mid-morning
Warnings: Violence (breaking into a house, whut!) on the White-Hair's part.
She would have pulled the lightly patterned comforter over Badou's shoulders, but she did not want risk waking him. Her red-headed substitute guardian was sprawled over the bed in all directions with one leg in and the other out; one arm above him and the other under. Oh, and his hair? It covered the upper half of the bed.
The scene amused her so and offered Nill a chuckle before she quietly left a post-it note reading "Wanted to look around. Will be back soon!" Although, the u looked more like w, and the letters were slightly lopsided--but that didn't matter as long as it was comprehendable (and legible it certainly was), right?
With that, the long-haired girl stepped out of her room onto a polished hallway, laying her rusty blonde hair neatly behind her in order to hide Them. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, she also tucked Them beneath her jersey. Haine did tell her "hide them," did he not? She was just obeying his protective command.
In any case, Nill's first impression of the halls could be summed up in three words: Big, Bright, and Shiny.
She stood in one place, slowly turning a full-circle with her eyes towards the ceiling, which looked almost as high as the church's. Except, this was a glass ceiling with quite intricate framework webbing from one wall to the other. Through the spotless glass, Nill was able to see the sky--a slightly cloudy and dim sky. It had just hit her that she almost never, if never at all, saw the sky: the endless blue sphere dotted with cotton.
"It may be fake, but it sure is pretty...." she thought, hardly noticing a uniformed boy approaching.
Content: After spending a peaceful night in the home of Peter, a relative of Ersesat Manor's owner, the little angel decides to explore.
Setting: Ersesat Manor
Time: Monday, mid-morning
Warnings: Violence (breaking into a house, whut!) on the White-Hair's part.
She would have pulled the lightly patterned comforter over Badou's shoulders, but she did not want risk waking him. Her red-headed substitute guardian was sprawled over the bed in all directions with one leg in and the other out; one arm above him and the other under. Oh, and his hair? It covered the upper half of the bed.
The scene amused her so and offered Nill a chuckle before she quietly left a post-it note reading "Wanted to look around. Will be back soon!" Although, the u looked more like w, and the letters were slightly lopsided--but that didn't matter as long as it was comprehendable (and legible it certainly was), right?
With that, the long-haired girl stepped out of her room onto a polished hallway, laying her rusty blonde hair neatly behind her in order to hide Them. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, she also tucked Them beneath her jersey. Haine did tell her "hide them," did he not? She was just obeying his protective command.
In any case, Nill's first impression of the halls could be summed up in three words: Big, Bright, and Shiny.
She stood in one place, slowly turning a full-circle with her eyes towards the ceiling, which looked almost as high as the church's. Except, this was a glass ceiling with quite intricate framework webbing from one wall to the other. Through the spotless glass, Nill was able to see the sky--a slightly cloudy and dim sky. It had just hit her that she almost never, if never at all, saw the sky: the endless blue sphere dotted with cotton.
"It may be fake, but it sure is pretty...." she thought, hardly noticing a uniformed boy approaching.