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 Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 12:46 pm
She was quiet and reserved but things were always going on around her. He was loud and bold but nothing ever happened. The lord of Pinkerton Castle in Brunswick is a sorry case. He never has anything to do but listen to complaints form the villagers. Even after he fixes the complaints he's left with nothing to do until finally, things began to happen, but not to him. He finds himself caught time after time staring at his bedchamber's maid while she cleans and lets her clumsy self fumble over buckets and fall into tubs. She's never effectively cleaned the place once without a mishap but that's not all. Every time she's come, she has had something new that has happened to her. She yearns for a normal life with nothing but normal things happening but that life has been denied to her from whatever god there is. Cursed, the young elven bedchamber maid finds herself stuck in a human body with everything happening to her. A few days ago she even almost burned down the castle, and not two before that she was mistaken for a murderer. Her reputation is tarnished and the young elf knows why, she just can't fix it.
The elf was granted one wish when she was little from a shooting star. She wished for the power to make those who live around her happy and as a recoil from that star, as she was not human, she was cursed that her life would be hell and would only get worse for every life she made better. Luckily, being a wise young fallen star, the star told her that she had to say 'Bless You' in order for the wish to work and when she fell in love, the wish would be broken. Being the kind soul that she is, the elf blessed several people in this manner until finally, she end up a bedchamber maid at Pinkerton castle trying desperately to see another shooting star to wish for her love.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 3:38 pm
Name: Currin
Alias: Rin
Age: 177 years. 17 as human 160 as an elf
Gender: Female
Likes: She likes normal things and being nondescript. She has never really wanted much from life, just a normal career and a normal life but that was too much to ask of anything and now she is a trouble maker although she never does anything wrong. She likes cute gentle things and often fantasizes about things being normal even though it could never happen for her.
Dislikes: She doesn't like things being irregular. She wants things to be natrual and when they aren't, such as her curse, she hates them. She also hates embarrassment although she is constantly surrounded by embarrassing situations. This makes life that much harder on her although she just wants to be normal.
Position: She is the bedchamber made of the Lord.
Personality: Rin is a quiet girl who keeps to herself most of the time although she is very open when asked. She tends towards the quiet side of life, being that it is what she wants and often enjoys most talking about people's relationships. She has none of her own knowing that something terrible would happen, but when she's around other people, she can't help but stare at them dreamily and imagine all the different things that could happen. In this sense, she is a dreamer, although she's always calm and collected because she's accused of so much due to the curse.
Biography: Currin was the daughter of an ambassador to the elves. They were living in a small little town and upon the night that Currin saw a shooting star, she foolishly wished for a power. Her father, the ambassador, left Currin with her mother to live in the little town so that they could have a normal life. She wished for the power to bless those around her and make their lives better. This wish had come from her desire to always help her friends in school. They often needed a caring shoulder or a gentle hand and she was chosen as that hand and shoulder. After hearing so many people she could do nothing but give herself away to the cause of helping others and now it was back to haunt her. As she lived on she began to bless several people until finally she made a fatal error. She blessed a witch, which in turn, turned her into a human. After running for several years she was caught and forced to be a bedchamber maid where she has remained ever sense, waiting for a shooting star to fall, to wish for her love to come. This is the only way to break the first spell, and now that she human, she hopes that there will be no recoil for this wish.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 6:50 pm
Name: Tianeroc
Alias: Tian
Age: 236
Gender: Make
Likes: Things to happen, balls, sports, movement, living, food, and when people listen to him.
Dislikes: Down time, quiet, people who don't talk, people who go against him and are very vocal about it, thieves, ninjas (they're too quiet!), dishonor, untrustworthy people, half the advisers in his court....
Position: The Lord
Personality: Loud, bold, vibrant, this is the kind of man who likes to do things with a flair and without complaint from others. Since he's a lord, he's obviously been spoiled, but he's only been spoiled by material things, and feels starved of adventure and action. Being locked up and away in his castle, he tries again and again to create a place that has things going on. When he was younger, he was seen as the mischievous type and was constantly playing pranks on the people in the castle just to have something going on. When his parents realized that it wasn't just a phase, they set up a schedule where things were constantly happening, whether they be balls, sports, cleaning, lessons, or meeting up with possible mates he always had something going on. Unfortunately, this didn't squish his desire for things to happen, and instead made it worse. Now in his middle years, the man is restless and moves around like a caged lion in the castle that he's been forbidden to leave (he's the Lord, he can't just go traipsing off anywhere).
Biography: Grew up as a Lord, and has had many 'relationships' but nothing that stays because the girls aren't adventurous enough.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 8:13 pm
Currin took a deep breath as she walked towards the large bed with a large folded blanket in her arms. The small girl had to use all of her body to support the massive weight and even then it was still hard for her to manage. All the same, her long black hair flopped along behind her as she headed towards the bed ready to spread the new sheets. She set the stack of sheets down on the newly swept floor and crawled up on the bed grabbing the pillows and tossing them off onto the floor. She positioned herself near the head of the bed and dug under the sheets for the corner. She slipped her arm down against the wall between the headboard and the poll that held the headboard and the soft silks up on the top of the bed. She found the corner and pulled back only to find her arm wedged by the poll. Currin's pail skin turned pink as she tugged for her arm trying to free the fabric and she ended up pushing herself forward. She put her full weight on the arm to free it. "Come on!" She whined and she gained her wish. Her body was sent forward hitting the headboard hard and leaving a red mark on her forehead. She whined and pulled the cover up. At least that was free. Sighing she rubbed her forehead and tugged at the edge of the bed finding the illastic a little too strong. She was soon wrapped up in the dirty sheets trying to crawl her way out.
Currin's maid outfit, crumpled but clean, came out of the mess of sheets half turned around her body and out of place. She pulled herself off the bed falling with a thump onto the floor as her butt decided to catch her and now, only after the chaos of crawling from gripping evil sheets, did the rest pull free and snap to her chest. With a heavy huff she glared at the ball and put it by the pillows knowing that this next part was going to be hell. Grabbing the new bottom sheet she put one corner of the sheet on. Deciding it would be wise to pin the sheet, she pushed the mattress against the poll only to find that as she stretched the sheet, she had to crawl back on the bed. Nervously, the girl whipped her forehead as she crawled back on the bed. This daily routine was beginning to be more and more of a nightmare. Counting her blessings Currin made her way slowly to the opposite corner knowing that physics would tell her it was wise. Slowly clipping it around the edge she moved on to the next side getting off the bed on the opposite side she started on and pulling it down towards the end. Carefully, she pulled it tight and let it snap together, and on the bed. She proceeded around the bed when she found something peculiar, the tag was out. Blinking she felt the two sides of the sheet and realized her one mistake, it was inside out. Frustrated, Currin pushed the bed up and the three corners snapped up off themselves and at her face. Another red mark joined the newly forming bruise on the poor maid.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 9:00 pm
Meandering aimlessly through the halls, Tianeroc muttered to himself about how boring it was to be there. He dragged his fingers along the stone wall of his castle and felt the coolness of the stone as it penetrated his hand. With a grimace, he turned to his room, dreading the inside since it was the most boring part of the entire place. Nothing ever happened in there. It was his room. Everything was safe in there. Nothing could happen to make things dangerous or fun or anything else like that, and that was why he usually left the room as often as he could. At least until recently. There was a faint hope in the back of his mind that the girl would be in there. He wasn't sure who she was, or where she came from, but bad things seemed to dump on her head as often as they refused to go near him, and that made her very interesting to watch. She could be in the middle of the ballroom with no one around her and water would miraculously fall on her because someone was washing a chandelier above her. It was quite amusing. Carefully, he swung open the door just in time to see the last feat by the little human girl, all four corners of his bedspread springing to attack her as if it had a life of its own.
"You know, it might be easier if you ask for help from one of the other servants." He suggested, leaning against the doorway, a grin tracing over his lips. "You're so tiny that if the bed were to fall on you, we wouldn't find you for years."
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 9:14 pm
Currin gasped as she spun on her heels and stared at her lord with wide eyes. He wasn't due back for a while now and although she felt disheveled she didn't choose for him to enter. Deciding it was best to continue what she was doing she turned back around and chose to comment over her shoulder. Her soft high voice echoed through the room using it's walls and hard wood floor to her advantage. "Well my lord," she harshly started, "The other maids are better off doing what they want." She wrapped the proper corner around the end and "And I am strong enough to pick up your bed by myself," as if to proove the point she pulled it back against the poll, again, to make sure that side didn't snap. Once more crawling onto the bed she made her way to the other side shuffling on her hand and knees so her feet didn't touch his bed. She wrapped the far end around it's side and began to pull it back across the bed on the top to spread it. This actually began fairly flawlessly although her skirt was more then willing to ride up her legs and she had to keep pulling it down. In the end, she got the other upper side on and carefully grabbed the attatched corner pushing the mattress up. The two sides held tight but the corner she was trying to hold, decided it didn't like it's position and snapped up.
Upset, she took a deep breath. This is for them. She let out a gentle sigh as her anger released itself and her spectral began to ease off of her mind. She was here for the lord. As his bedchamber maid when he was in his room with her, she was to tend to his whims be it fetching something or entertaining him for the evening. She sighed as she began to tug at the elastic corner. When she managed to get one side snapped on she crawled on the bed keeping it locked in place by her weight and then began to tug the other corner. The elastic snapped up and captured her rump. With a squeak she grabbed the corner with some fury and pulled it far down the side tucking it under the box under the mattress to keep it in place. Finally, it decided to cooperate and she got the sides on. She went around tugging them down proportionately and carefully until finally each side was dressed and smooth. She crossed her arms over her chest and gave the Lord a happy triumphant smirk as if she had won over the bed, finally.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 6:52 am
He pondered what she said about the other maids while she stubbornly worked to make the sheet submit to her. Maids didn't do what they wanted, they were maids. That was the purpose of maids, to do the things that no one else wanted, or had time, to do. Shrugging lazily, he moved into the room and let the heavy doors close behind him, "I still think it would be easier if you asked for help." His voice was mild, and amused, as he watched her struggle to do the job she had set out to do. She seemed determined to actually have it work, however, and he found himself leaning up against a back wall, trying his hardest not to laugh out loud at the poor little creature. When she finally had the entire thing finished, he clapped, the sound loud in the nearly empty room. "Well, I'll be, the little one did it." Loping over to the bed, the lord plopped himself back on it. When nothing happened he bounced back up and flashed the girl a grin. "And it holds!" He moved to let her finish her work, thinking quickly of how he could utilize her time and company to make something happen. He was inwardly disappointed that the corners didn't snap back up on him when he had settled down on the bed, but shrugged it off as part of life.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 7:46 am
Currin felt her chest swell with pride at the clapping and even the sarcastic remarks. She laughed gently into her hand as she watched the lord's antics. It was nice to be able to please someone again. So many people had pushed her away that it reassured her to no end that someone was happy due to her. All the same, she couldn't help but feel some what angry about his remarks of her size. Being one hundred and seventy seven yet only seventeen of those being human years had it's disadvantages. She grabbed at the new sheets and pulled them up carefully unfolding them over the bed being careful not to touch the inactive sheets. As softly as she could she walked around and around the bed righting the sheets and giving them gentle tugs as she remarked to the Lord due to his laughing bounces. "Of fret not my lord, it would not hold for me. Your divinity is just too strong for malice of nature." She spoke as an elf. Her words were soft and smooth like the sheets that now spread over his bed. Carefully, she lay down the next sheet and began to spread that one. It moved much like silk and fluttered over the smooth fresh sheets. Taking just a few fingers, and giving the sheets gentle tugs here or there she kept a close eye on the bottom sheet. The restless cloth would surely snap at her if she did not watch it well.
As she reached for the comforter of the bed she found herself greeted by too much fluff for her small form. Heavy from it's massive size she tossed it down as gently as she could upon the bed. Grabbing the tagged end she worked with the sheet as much as she could, struggling and toiling over it's size, to get the two ends to be at the proper place. The sheets beneath it began to move and wrinkle with her tugs. She ignored that for now getting the sheet righted as best she could before she would go back through the bed. At first, it wasn't much but the comforter, proving to be her difficulty, was twisted about itself in so many ways she had to follow the rim for what seemed like a mile before she finally found the corner. Ungrateful for her help, the corners tried to mix her up as she found a mess of fluff that was not as it should bunched to make the corner seem as though it were a side. Shaking the corner proved to only help the one corner she shook. She crawled onto the bed to begin the spread of the feathers to get them out of the corner when the bed decided to have it's revenge. The layers she had ignored, along with the elastic, came snapping up at her and hugged her tightly as though in love with a prize. She was sent into the comforter and although it was comfortable, she was far from pleased. Time to begin again.
Currin struggled over the fluff of the comforter rolling onto the familiarly hard ground as the sheets and elastic followed her. The sheets pulled at her stockings and shoes as the comforter tangled about her arms and legs. She drown until the familiar hard floor greeted her funny bone where as before it had announced itself as owner of her butt. With a soft rub to her elbow she gazed at the mess before her to find that it only stayed on one edge and looked more like a gutted creature then a bed aside from the posts, which had decided to accept a shoe as a generous donation due to her close proximity to the poll and the bed at the time. She pulled the sheets from the bed and shook her head. At least it wasn't just big beds that did this type of horror.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 9:24 am
"Divinity." Tian scoffed, crossing his arms. "I have no such thing. I'm just a lord, that's all." He yawned largely, covering his mouth with his hand as she went about to make the rest of the bed. It seemed like the rest of the bed-making would be relatively uneventful, and he sunk down into a chair that was next to his desk, feeling its soft cushioned seat meeting his body with a sigh. He was so bored of this pampered and normal life. Resting his head on his hand, he watched her work, sullen now that the entertainment was over. Or was it? He found himself getting more and more amused as she carefully moved about the bed, getting things taken care of and then getting smothered by the large, fluffy blanket that he insisted on using. It was halfway through setting up that blanket that all hell broke loose again. Tian wasn't even sure exactly what happened, but the next thing he knew the little maid was wrapped up in the blanket and sheets and tumbling onto the floor. He burst out laughing loudly, gripping the side of the chair as she struggled to get free. Who needed entertainment from the people who got paid for it? He had his own comedy show right there in his room.
Standing up, he walked over to the bed and grasped the edge of the curled sheet. "While this is amusing beyond belief, let me help you." He grinned down at her, shaking the bottom most blanket until it was free of the other sheet and blanket. "I'd hate for one simple task to take up your entire day." He dutifully went about tucking in the corners without waiting for a response from her; he had been taught how to make a bed, it wasn't a completely foreign subject to him, and he wanted to see if something bad could still happen to her while he was helping. He had chosen right when he wanted her to be his bedchamber maid, she was much more amusing than those other twittering females.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 9:22 am
Currin winced and blushed profusely at the painful laughter that now filled the room. Although the first few times had been joyous banter she felt harmed by the last due to it's nature. She knew it was her launch of ability to do a proficient job that drew the lord to his feet and the banter had stopped. She felt more like a failure this time because of the frustration she had as she had to begin again for the fourth time. With a heavy sigh she gave the man a weak, blushing smile. It hurt to think she needed help from the lord to get her job done but it was true. Her chest filled with pain but she ignored it as she righted the very end of the bed. In a short time the rounded corners were on the bed snug and secure. They seemed to almost sigh into perfection as Currin molded them as would someone building a new bed. The next sheets were much easier considering the help and their location. As for the last, she was more careful with it this time and the corners seemed to pop out in request of being grabbed and righted. She smiled when she finished and wrapped up the old sheets in her arms using the elastic sheet to contain them all. As she made her way to the door to place them in the dirty laundry bin she found herself fumbling over the sheets that decided they didn't like elastic.
Currin, use to the occurrences, continued on wrapping her arms under them constantly to ball them up together. Finally, one sheet in particular decided it disliked her greatly and as she wrapped her arm beneath it, the majority fell before her feet and soon, she was cascading towards the ground. Her foot, unable to see, came down upon the mess of sheets which promptly and impossibly, wrapped themselves up in her feet. The sheet snapped out from her first foot sliding forward and fell beneath her other foot which shortly followed. Trying to catch herself Currin ended up supporting herself on her small arms behind her as the sheets came undone ahead. Careful to check for immediately noticeable rips, she kicked her feet to free them of the sheet. This worked to some extent but the girl eventually gave way to reason and tried to stand up again to get a better grip on the sheet which tortured her so. As a result she was on her knees with a painful thump and working behind herself rather then in front. Currin sighed, she had to do this the hard way. It was never easy. Her face was flush with embarrassment and she found herself more then willing to just give up. All the same it was her job and the only job she could get as an elf turned human. The girl slowly began to pull the sheet off of her legs and after a good amount of patience she received her reward.
Gathering the blankets and folding them as best she felt like she finally made it to the bin where she dropped them in without further hazard. She didn't pay attention to the lord who watched her so adamantly. She would much rather do this in private but for now she couldn't say a thing. She merely decided ignoring hi m was the best bet to getting through this without getting hurt again by his laughter. The chortling mockery was still fresh in her memory. Her hair bristled at the thought and although she couldn't do anything about it, her strong desire to run away came forth.
She made her way to the closet where the cleaning supplies for the room were kept. Because of it's own bathroom among other things, these supplies were special just for the lord's cleaners. As she grabbed the handle of the door she tensed up. Something was going to fall, it always did. All the same her idea was first to let the pain go away by making them fall. Her hand turned the nob without thought and the ironing board fell down towards her, fast enough to catch it she grabbed the heavy board as it hit her chest and pushed it back causing it to slide into the closet and that sent the normal things toppling out. A bucket hit her shoulder as it was tipped by a mop off the top counter and the clattering of the mops, something not uncommon for the room, was welcomed by the walls who mimicked it's familiar sound. She shoved the ironing board back against the wall pulling the bottom forward enough to make it lean and knelt to pick up the mops grabbing the bucket that had fallen, Everything she needed fell out as though on display.
((Internet is down. I wont' be on until possibly thursday.))
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 7:31 am
Once the bed was fully made, Tianeroc leaned back on his heels and let his eyes follow the way she neatened everything so the bed looked quite nice and neat. When she moved to bring things to the basket, he plopped himself on the bed, watching as the wrinkles sprang up to meet his body from the perfectly smooth blanket. Settling back against the many pillows at the head of the bed, he folded his hands in his lap and set his dual colored eyes on the little maid as she struggled to clean the room as she was supposed to do. A small smile quirked the corner of his mouth wistfully as things continually happened to her, if only he had her bad luck, then perhaps he wouldn't be so bored all the time, and perhaps life wouldn't seem so lifeless. Stretching his hands back behind his head, the lord lounged back comfortably and just watched her.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 11:56 am
Picking up the tools Currin looked around the room. She pushed her stuff out of the way and grabbed the bucket going into the bathroom filling it with water. She started in the far corner of the room sweeping as she left the bucket to fill. She swept carefully to make sure she got everything and began to make her way around the room. As she got back to the bathroom she heard a soft splashing. Frighted, she hurried into the bathroom to find the sink where she had filled the bucket splashing water all about. The bucket had toppled over sending water cascading down onto the floor as the water from the faucet splashed around the counter from hitting the bucket side. Quickly trying to run into the room the girl fell hard and began to struggle up. When she made it she was soaked half way through. She shut off the water and sighed looking at the mess. She decided the bathroom was probably the place to start. Leaving the bucket upright in the tub she grabbed her scrubbing brush and soap. She just spread some of the soap on the corner and middle of the floor before she began to scrub. The water spilled out onto the wood floor where she would be cleaning next.
She worked her way out of the bathroom scrubbing the floor harshly and getting the tub, sink, shower, and toilet clean. When she was done with that most of the water had soaked into the floor making it swell slightly. She came out to a dirty mess with a bucket of soapy water. She began to work away because this was not an unfamiliar thing to happen. She worked quickly in the main room even though the sweeping wasn't done. She managed to pick up or roughly sweep what needed to leave and because his chambers weren't that dirty to begin with, it didn't take long to scrub the clean floor. When she finished she walked along the dry area to get to her little cart. She had finished for the day, finally. It had taken her a while to wash the large room but she had done it and that was the important thing. Now she could leave and do what she wanted. She just hoped that the Lord wouldn't ask her to do anything else. In her bathroom washing she had gotten bleach on her little maids outfit and she was still soaked with ratty black hair. She looked like all of the dirt had gatehred onto her. When she made it to the cart she grabbed her discarded utensils and went to the bathroom.
Currin dumped out the dirty water. Some more splashed up on her but it stayed off the sparkling white floor. She then rung out the mop and scrubbers as best she could. She opened up the closet. The board groaned and clanged as it fell out at her again scraping against the door sending it open. She let out a yelp in pain as it struck her hard sending her down onto the floor pinned there. Her legs landed in a twisted position although she knew they weren't broken. The bucket and the cleaning supplies had dropped as more toppled out at her from the top. Her long black hair was scattered around the floor now, most of it under her butt pulling. She pushed the heavy board off of herself letting it fall on the clean ground with a thump. She grabbed the utensils on the floor and propped them up against the wall from where she sat. Then, slowly, she grabbed the board and got up favoring her left leg. She was careful to put pressure on her limbs as she slowly pulled the board back up and shoved it into the closet. It didn't want to cooperate and began to fall again. She pushed it back into the closet backwards so that the weight was mainly pushing it down. The board slid down the wall pushing her feet back out as it's end slid out of the closet. She fell on the board having not expected it and landed harshly on the legs. It dented the wall in the closet. Damn it. Careful as can be. She flipped the board over and placed it back in the closet putting two brooms in front of it so they held it back as it fell forward. Satisfied, she put away the cleaning supplies so she could go get wall plaster for the dent. Guilt riddled her as she slunk back over to the cart ready to push it out and get his laundry which needed to be folded and pressed on the damn board that was giving her so much trouble.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 1:37 pm
Tieronac watched what the little creature was doing as she went about cleaning the rest of his room. He had relaxed himself on the bed and was now lounging propped up on his pillows, his different colored eyes half-lidded as he watched her scurry about and get things done. While it was amusing that she continually got mixed up in something that messed up, it soon grew boring to watch and he found himself drifting off with thoughts of what he would have to do that day. There was a ball later, and on top of that, there was a treaty to sign with another kingdom. The young man frowned to himself, his eyes closed as he envisioned all the pretty, primped and sheltered ladies that would show up to try and vie for his attention. The thought made him sigh in regret that he wasn’t born a simple commoner. He didn’t want some girl who was dumb about the world, he wanted someone who would be willing to travel out of the safe castle and into the perilous country beyond. Yawning, he settled in for a nap, lulled to sleep by the steady scrubbing that was coming from the bathroom.
It wasn’t much longer when he was abruptly woken up by the loud clang from the ironing board as it collapsed on top of Corrin and pinned her to the ground. He blinked blurrily and then rubbed his eyes and sat up. He would’ve helped her if she didn’t look so determined to make the board stay where it was on her own, he could practically smell the determination as it rolled off of her in waves—and he snorted when the board fell out a second time. She was hardly doing a good job. Standing up, the lord stretched and then neatened up the bed mindlessly as he had seen other maids do before turning and watching as she finally got the board to do what she wanted it to do. There was a nice dent in the wall, and Tieronac wondered why that wall wasn’t stone like the rest of the walls. It looked strange. Well, he’d just have to get that fixed. Then she wouldn’t dent it. Silently, he watched as she practically slunk out the door to do some other chore. Well, he’d fix that board first, and then when she came back if she had to do anything with it, maybe it wouldn’t try to kill her.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:29 pm
Currin took her time walking down the long hall. It was cold in the other rooms of the castle due to the stone. She shivered and carefully pushed her cart down the the hallway. She wouldn't need it any longer but she would need to carry his bucket of clothes. As she reached the cleaning staff she picked up the bucket she dropped the clothes into. She went about the drying lines and pulled off the clothes that needed to be put away. She would just fold them in the room. Frowning, she looked at all of the dry clothes, it would take a few trips to get all of them back to the room. She held the wood bucket tightly and hurried through the halls. The cart sat back with the majority of cleaning supplies. She made it to the room after about half an hour and knocked gently on the door before entering. Generally, he wasn't there. She didn't expect him to remain there after she had left. She truly expected to see the room empty and cold. She didn't look for him when she entered. Instead, the maid dropped the clothes by the door and went over to the closet next to the dressers he had. She pulled open the drawers that the specific clothes she needed to put away would go into and began to pick up the articles, folding them, and putting them away. She still hadn't examined the room.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:48 pm
Sitting on his bed, Tieronac watched as Currin came back and started to put the laundry away. She didn't seem to be interested in looking to see if he was there, and it disappointed him a little that she wouldn't even look around. Clearing his throat, he randomly started speaking. "You know, there's a ball tonight." He flopped back on the neatly made bed. "I don't want to go. Nor do I know why I'm telling you this. But whatever. Anyway. I don't want to go. Can you find a way to sneak me out and get me out of the entire affair?" He grinned at the ceiling, not expecting a response that was favorable.
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