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 Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 7:30 pm
Grant didn't want to be a waist so he grabbed three rolls of fabric and propped it onto his shoulder wile grabbing another two under his other arm. Following Henna Grant got up to her room and looked around. "Where do you want these?" He asked Grant hadn't been in this room for a wile yet it looked exactly the same as before. Its no wonder with Henna always taking trips. To bad the counsel loved her. All the counsel men gave her what she wanted at the expense of well what was usually his funds. Grant never showed his slight distaste for that fact because it wouldn't help things anyways.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 7:41 pm
Henna glanced up and waved towards a set of shelves near the windows. "Over there is good." She said then looked back to her work. Once she had it mostly done and gestured for him to come to her and she tied her hair back so that it was not in her way. "Please take off your clothes; I want this to fit perfectly." She smiled softly, no hint of embarrassment or modesty in her expression; she had gotten over that years ago. She stuck a few pins in the fabric of her bodice and held out the inside out light grey almost white suit for him to try on.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 7:51 pm
 [ wearing this armor] Niro snapped out of his thoughts. "Princess?...Oh the Princess!" He gave the prince a big grin. This will surely get him back to the castle in time. Picking up his drink an guzzling some of it down, then continued. "What a woman! Man, I swear, she has a body of a goddess. With long flowy hair that's as soft as silk." Niro playfully nudged the prince. "hehe, and well endowed. She's going to be at the royal dinner tonight." He took another swig of his drink.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 7:52 pm
"Ok." Grant said as he plopped the rolls of fabric on the shelf. Hearing Henna ask him to remove his cloths Grant whipped around a little shocked. "Did you mean all of them ma'am? Even my britches?" He asked turning a little red in the face. Despite the fact that it didn't seem proper for him to remove his garments in the presence of a woman. Grant didn't even let his mother see him in less than pants since she stopped dressing him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:04 pm
 The green haired elf's description truly peaked the Prince's interest, "Really??? Then what are we waiting for. With a large grin, Cyrith chugged down the rest of his ale and placed two coins on the table, "But I should warn you, if I discover you are lying, you shall be sent back to that little farm of yours before you know what what happened."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:11 pm
((OOC: Thanks. I’m not sure about the Hall of Mirrors, so I kind of guessed on what they did. Just say so and I’ll edit it to what the Hall of Mirrors actually does.))
Alexander was able to sneak up the tower stairs with everyone so distracted with the dinner coming up. Even if it started and Alexander wasn't there, the Minstrel was supposed to come in mid-dinner to play for everyone. Alexander arrived on the third floor and took a quick gander around before taking light steps forward. The Inheritance papers would be in a room up here, but not in an important room like the King's room or any of his children's quarters. This being the case and if it was finished, the Inheritance papers would be in the King's chambers and not in his bedroom. In order to get into the King's chambers, the second stage would be the Hall of Mirrors.
When Alexander stepped forth and watched as the first mirrors displayed his appearance, he couldn't help but see how ridicules his Minstrel's outfit was; were the bells necessary? That was beside the point; Jewlet seemed to know the Keeper of the Royal Wardrobe and maybe she could pull some strings to get Alexander a decent outfit for his job, though slaves didn't really get special privileges. As he advanced down the Hall of Mirrors, he could swear the mirrors were watching him using his own reflection and even talking? Alexander shook his head and took another look and what he saw was shocking as well as disturbing. Alexander’s reflection was indeed in the mirrors, but now he saw something much different. What he saw was indeed he, but the horror the mirrors created was far too horrid to describe. Thinking the mirrors were just trickster magic, Alexander moved forward and away from the hall. Now the way to the Chamber was ahead, but not without two Knights guarding the door to the Chamber.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:12 pm
Henna smirked finding his shook a little funny. "You may keep your Birches if you like, but they had better be thin, I don't want hem though your pants." She shifted her weight slightly and waited patently for him to strip. Very few men actually got embarrassed during a fitting, but Grant was someone who still had some dignity around her and she loved that. "You have a fiancé right?" She asked, hoping that she could relate this instance as just a practice in gaining confidence that he could use with his wife to be. Every woman loved a man who stood tall even when his a** was bare. She chuckled watched him with bright eyes.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:22 pm
Wow, I'm tired. Going to go now. Catch you guys tomorrow. [ wearing this armor] "I assure you, your highness. This girl is beautiful, though that's just my opinion. Every guy has their own taste." Niro shrugged as he left the bar stool. "But there is only one way to find out. And that's at the palace." He motion a gesture for Cyrith to lead the way. Though he didn't like the thought of being sent back to the farm, he knew that the princess had to fit the prince's needs. The last time he saw her, she was very beautiful. Might have exaggerated on a few thing, but close enough. I just hope this guy feels the same way.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:28 pm
"Ok, good." Grant said as he began to take his shirts off. Then he heard Henna say something about a fiancé. "Fiancé?" Grant exclaimed. "No, no, no. With all that has been happening around the castle I've never had time for more than just work." Grant sighed. At this rate he was never going to find anyone. Grants ears slumped a bit as his tail slowed. It would be nice to go home to more than just his mother. Seeing how she was pretty well off now he could even move out and just go and see her a few times a week to keep her company.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:36 pm
After a quick stop off at the stable to change back into his royal garb and release his hair from it's tie, the Prince began his trek home, once again manipulating the people around him to see nothing out of the ordinary, "Just keep walking forward." Cyrith whispered to his companion, not wishing for him to cause a distraction.
As they at last arrived at the castle gates, the guards stepped aside at his presense, embarrassed that he had once again escaped on their watch. "There, your mission is a success, you may alert Captain Kitty of my return."
(I don't mean to tell you how to run your RP, but It may be a good Idea for one of you to take over one of the other Princes, I mean the diner should be any time now and right now we are minus 4 royals)
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:40 pm
 Jewlet entered her mothers home with a smiled. "Hello, mother." She said walking up to her and then giving her a hug. "I brought the cloth you need." She was glad to see her mother. "Oh, Jewlet!" Her mother smiled brightly and hugged her back. "Oh, thank you deary." She said letting go. She took the cloth and brought it over to her sewing chair. "It's coming along great." She went over to a warrobe and pulled out a dress that wasn't finished. "Yes it is." Jewlet nodded walking over to look at it. "It is goving to come out lovely. "Mother, I have to go back. A letter needs to be delivered." She told her. "Aw. Alright, dear. But you come back tomorrow. I will have it finished by then." Her mother said placing the dress on a empty table. She gave Jewlet a hug. "You be safe, Jewlet." "I will mother." Jewlet said as they gave their good-byes. She headed back for the castle so she could take care of the job Grant had for her. She was glad that she wasn't to far away.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:53 pm
Alexander approached the two guards and neither of them seemed to flinch at the sight of a child in a humorous Minstrel's outfit. The left guard snickered and the other one on the right spoke.
"No entrance into the King's Chamber, kid! Go away."
The other guard seemed to be the kind that followed someone else since they were too thick in order to make up their own mind, so he copied what the serious guard said.
"Yeah, go away."
Alexander simply had no time to deal with two Dirt Bloods, his freedom was the subject here and nothing was more important than his freedom at the moment. Once he was free, Alexander couldn't hopefully get some rights in this castle, like better clothes and food for one. Once Alexander was out of slavery, he could start to work up a wealth and become a Lord of his own. Alexander planned to create an impure refuge for not only Half-Tou, but for all races cast out because of their half breed heritage. These guards stood in the way though and Alexander had a plan.
"I simply do not have time to mess around with two Dirt Bloods today."
Alexander reached out with his Levitation; while the guards’ thought he was just some weird kid with a bad skin tone and just snickered even more at his attempts till they felt some kind of force on their heads. With a motion of his hands coming together, Alexander caused the two guards' heads to collide. Now no one was in his way besides some knocked out guards. Stepping over them, he entered the King's Chamber with amazement. Alexander hadn't seen this fancy of a room since he lived in his father's house.
As predicted, the papers for the Inheritance were on the desk at the end of the room. Alexander ran up to it quickly, the bells on his outfit ringing to match his haste. Levitating himself up ward to see what was on the desk, he started to search through the papers to find who would get his contract after the King's death. If Alexander didn't find it on the papers, he would be free. Alexander felt guilty; if the contract wasn't on the papers, he would be counting the days till the King's death. Alexander kept skimming till he got to the last paper only to see that Alexander’s contract was indeed on the Inheritance papers and was the last thing being placed. It seemed the King had to decide on Alexander's contract before the inheritance was complete. This was basically a cliffhanger for Alexander; his contract wasn't even decided on yet.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 9:05 pm
[I understand that, but I wasn't sure if anyone else was going to play them or when the dinner will be. I've already thought of this and about to do the other phase in my plan. I'm sorry if you guys seem to be in the dark about what I do. But that's kind of necessary for a spy rp. I appreciate your concern.]
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 9:06 pm
(NO worries, I trust you ^^)
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 9:07 pm
Henna smiled. "Really? I thought you were quite popular with the ladies." She said and Helped him put on the clothes the way she wanted them. Her face showed her surprise. "Grant you are twenty-eight right?" She asked, most men were married by then. especially ones who held so much power. "Hasn't your mother tried to set you up yet?" She asked and reached her arms around his waist to pull wrinkles and folds out of the fabric. she looked up into his eyes as she worked, the suit weaving it's seams together to fit him better. Every place her fingers passed over the seam flattened and became one piece of the whole shirt fabric. This was the one thing that set her clothes apart.
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