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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 12:09 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 12:16 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 12:37 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 1:09 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 1:22 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 2:05 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 2:32 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 2:47 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 2:51 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 3:07 am
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"The one with the silver braid at the one shoulder?" He asked. At that moment, the peaceful morning for the butlers ended, Finny bounced into the servant's common room. Mey-Rin followed in after. Claude sighed. "So it begins...."
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"Mi Senora, I insist! Please stop eating the cakes, they are for the party tonight." The Torquemada's man-servant tried to take the generous slide of cake that Baroness had blithely taken from the kitchens. She turned on him. "Nonsense Sammael, I have to makes sure that all the cakes are up to par! This party simply must be perfect, My darling little Bella's future is riding on it." Getting frustrated with his mistress, Sammael knew that it was useless to argue with her when she got into theses kinds of moods. Following her partly down the hallway, He paused as the Lady Katarina burst into her daughter's bedroom. He stayed outside as he heard the woman start screaming at the girl. "NO! I will not have this! YOU WILL WEAR THAT DRESS!!! And Don't tell me that you are not attending! YOU WILL DO AS I SAY! YOU GOT THAT?" A young girl's voice answered. "But ma-ma, I don't like-" "YOU WILL DO AS I SAY!!!!" The sound of a dish being thrown to the floor sounded, Then more screaming from the woman and her child, Then suddenly the sound of something heavy and solid hitting flesh. Sammeal quickly went int the bedroom to stop the Baroness from beating her own child.
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 3:16 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 3:51 am
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The day had passed by rather too quickly. It was soon almost time to go, Sebastian was getting the young lord dressed. While Claude was seeing too some last minute mishaps. Finny looked down at his feet, "I....I guess I pulled too hard. I'm sorry I tried to fix it." He said. Claude frowned and looked at the lopsided tree, Finny had tried to trim some branches and instead uprooted the poor tree. He did make an attempt to place it back the way it was, but the soil around the three had already been disturbed making it difficult to set it right. "Nevermind Finny, Go inside....I'll take care of it." Claude looked up at the window where Sebastian was dressing Ciel in his bedroom.
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"Senora....this uniform...." Sammael mentioned to the new black butler's uniform he now wore. It was tailored perfectly, showing off his trim frame....Black tailcoat, black trousers a black ascot tie, all the same midnight shade of his raven-colored hair. Amid all this black was a soft dove-gray vest, white shirt, white gloves, and most interestingly the black tailcoat was lined in dove gray as well, creating a contrast of shades by his legs whenever he walked. "It's suits you perfectly!" The baroness said brightly, "It's the style that servants wear here in England, thought I've taken some liberties with the coat lining...." She giggled, eating yet another slice of some pie. "....all that black, you'd look like a crow!" She laughed. Sammael didn't say anything. The red haired woman smiled. "If we are to be English, we must be like the English. From this moment on, I order you to address me properly!." The man-servant bowed low to her, his fringe of snow-white bangs falling onto his face, he looked up at her with his glacial-pale blue eyes. "Yes, My Lady."
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 4:18 pm
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