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Post by Jester on Oct 1, 2008 19:10:49 GMT -5
Setting in a large chair, Jester had it placed infront of the fire place. He just sat there watching the flames dance for him. Leaned back, Jester's finger tips tapped each other over and over just to keep him busy. Such a boring time to spend. But it was hard to tell because of his mask blocking his face. He just let out a sigh as he looked at the flames. It was quit enough for him to hear the cracking in the fire place.
To be stuck in such a place. With his left arm resting on the side arm rest, Jester took out his knife, and had it spinning between his right fingers. Most of the slaves that he had once got boring and kicked them out of the house. It was fun to see him die when leaving, but that could only last so long becaue it gets boring.
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 1, 2008 19:21:32 GMT -5
A young girl came down the stairs from the second floor,she seemed to be humming something then walked towards the living room.She still couldn't believe that her brother now had Masaya as his slave,and she was so close to being Masaya's slave.Why did she have the worse luck,and why did her brother have to be so jealous all the time.The young miss hated his darker side,she wanted things back to normal.
As she came into the living room,She noticed someone in the chair.His eyes seemed to be watching the flames of the fire,dancing and crackling.There we're just so many people in this house to remember them all,so she inched a little closer and looked at him twirling a knife between his right fingers.Taking a few steps back,she accidently back up a little too far and knocked over a vase.
"Uh oh........".
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Post by Jester on Oct 1, 2008 19:30:03 GMT -5
The sound of something breaking broke Jester's fouces on his knife. This resulted in him cutting his hand and the knife dropping to the floor. His right hand was shaking a little as he couldn't believe someone was dumb enough to sneak behind him like this. Jester sat there a bit as his hand slowly stops shaking from the cut. Making a fist with his right hand, Jester stood up from his chair to see who it was and to his shock a little girl. His white clown mask covered up his face. Behind his mask there was a grin on his face.
Looking behind her, it looked like she bumped into the vase. Looking at his cut hands, Jester looked back at her again. "Well well. I hope your alright little one." He sounded a bit worried. But then again, this was only of many ways Jester gains a trust of others. After all, she did make him drop his knife that got him cut.
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 1, 2008 19:43:07 GMT -5
"I.....I....i'm sorry,I didn't mean to startle you".
She could see that his hands we're cut,from the blood that was dripping onto the carpet.She had only been curious to see who was sitting in the chair,and meant no harm.There was a tinge of fear in her eyes,here she thought he would be furious with her for disturbing him but it's almost like he was keeping a cool head about it.
"Yes i'm fine,you should get that looked at".
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Post by Jester on Oct 1, 2008 19:57:45 GMT -5
Take a few steps to get closer, Jester got on one of his knees to be eye level with the girl. His left hand patted her head a little and then rubbed her face cheek. Telling her that all things was alright and that she didn't have to worry about a thing. But when getting her trsut, his left hand turned from kind heart to a slap to the face. His left hand came cross her face. His true side was about to kick in. Standing up, Jester looked down on her.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Coming from behind and then breaking a vaste. Worste of all you made me cut myself." With his right and covered in his blood, he used his right to slap her face again. He hoped to leave some blood on her face. "Now clean up the mess."
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 1, 2008 20:12:57 GMT -5
Misaki felt herself shudder at his touch,but why was her heart racing a mile a minute.Not worry about anything,everything was going to be alright she sure felt like she was in danger.Then she felt herself being slapped across the face,from his left hand.Feeling tears welling up in her eyes,she looked up at him holding her left cheek.It was bad enough she got this from her brother,but from this guy......why.
"I said I didn't mean it,I didn't....".
Her hand then slid from her left cheek which stung,it hurt but she had been used to it by her brother.Then she felt her right cheek being slapped,feeling a familiar red liquid on her face.Misaki was scared no she was more then scared,she was terrified of this man.He was ordering her to clean this mess up,she refuses.
"I won't obey you,my brother is the master of this house".
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Post by Jester on Oct 1, 2008 20:41:24 GMT -5
"You little...." Jester leaned in and grabbed much of her hair as he could and pulled. She was alive one and he just liked that. Letting go of her hair, Jester went back for his knife, and picked it up from the floor. Turning to the girl, he took slow steps forword at her. "You should already learn. I'm a Master and as a Master, you will do what I say!" Within his jacket, he used his left hand to pull out a metal wire, and used it as a whip. Having to strike the floor around her.
"Clean it up or worse will become down on you very soon little girl."
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 1, 2008 20:49:31 GMT -5
"AHHHH OW THAT HURTS".
Misaki cried out when her hair was pulled on,did this guy not know she was the little sister of Akihiko Haruka.When he let go she fell to her knees and watched as he went back for his knife,maybe it was a bad idea that she came in here.She should have just stayed in her room,or in the library.Her multicolored eyes glanced up at him,seeing the metal wire he pulled out then heard it strike the ground.
"No stop it,STOP IT I AM MISAKI HARUKA".
She covered her head and cowered on the floor,even Masaya wasn't like this.But she had always wanted to be a slave instead a little heiress who always obeyed her brother,but this man was offically creepy and made her frightened.
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Post by Jester on Oct 1, 2008 21:13:52 GMT -5
"Misaki Haruka you say. Does it look like I give a crap about who you are?" Jester really didn't care who she was or who her brother was. He knew that she made a mess by breaking the vase and she needed to clean that up. He metal wire cracked the floor around her again. Swinging his metal wire around in the air, it fell around Misaki, and with a tug the wire wrapped itself around her.
Jester made sure it was tight around her. "Well then, I am Jester the Black Clown. And I say clean it up!" Tugging the wire forword make Misaki fall to the floor, if the wire did warp around her.
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 1, 2008 21:20:59 GMT -5
"Huh........WHAAAA".
Grunting she felt the wire around her get tight,Misaki could have just called one of the servants to clean this up not her.This wasn't her job,it was a slave's job or a maid's....that is what they we're suppose to do not her.But it seemed he wasn't going to give up,on trying to make her clean this up.How could one little mistake,turn into a nightmare and turn everything upside down.
"Alright......alright i'll clean it up,let me go".
She would do it,just to make him stop this madness.Misaki would agree to clean it up,if she disobeyed anymore she would only get more pain inflicted upon her maybe.She had already been slapped twice,had her hair pulled and now being pulled along by a metal wire what could be worse.
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Post by Jester on Oct 1, 2008 23:26:18 GMT -5
Liking the sound of that, Jester lightly tugged the wire, and the wire fell to the floor. With a quick pull, the wire came back into Jester's hand, and puts it away inside of his jacket. "Clean it." Looking at his right hand, he put away the knife and flicked his wrist as the blood flew off onto the floor. Going back to his chair, he sat back down and watched the flames danced. Looking at his right hand still, he removed the lower off of his mask and licked at the cut. "When that's cleaned up, bring me some hot tea." Removing the glove off his hand, he threw it into the fire and watched it burn to nothing.
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 1, 2008 23:35:05 GMT -5
Feeling the wire fall off her,she quickly went to work picking up the pieces of the broken vase.Making sure to get every piece and not miss one,that had been a close one almost too close.After she made sure she got all the broken pieces,Misaki quickly left the living room and found the nearest trash can.Maybe this could be her chance to run up to her room now,but would he chase her and demand more from her she sighed and went to the kitchen.A maid met her halfway,she was a pretty maid and knew the young miss quite well.
"Miss.Misaki what brings you ere,ah oui I see then come".
The maid led her down to the kitchen,lucky for them in this household they had things ready for snobby and mean people.She put her duster down,then handed a tray of tea to the young miss.
"Be careful now,do not spill it I will clean the floor later".
Misaki tilted her head,who had ordered tea oh well they we're out of luck.She quickly went back up to the living room,and put the tray down on a small table before sighing and looking over to Jester.
"What do you take in it".
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Post by Jester on Oct 1, 2008 23:48:56 GMT -5
When she left the room to throw away the pieces and get his tea, Jester looked back at his hand, and it already healed. This house did have some finer points to it like this healing things. He then put the lower half of his mask to the side. Feeling the heat from the fire made him warm. But the tea will make things better. It was quit again and it kept him calm. But then that calm was broken again when the girl came back into the room. While his masked is aimed at the fire, his eyes shifted to his side as he looked at the girl. She was cute when being a maid. "Make it sweet."
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 1, 2008 23:56:43 GMT -5
Groaning she looked on the tray,sugar where was the sugar ah there it was.Taking the little silver lid off the tea,she picked up a teaspoon on the tray and put it in the sugar.Then picking up the little silver tea pot she poured the tea in a empty cup that was already there,oh she hoped whoever had asked for this before wasn't going to mad it was given to someone else.Spilling some on the tray,she quickly put the kettle down.
"Oh brilliant.....".
Misaki said that in a low tone,taking the teacup off the tray she put it aside.This was not her job,geez she was not the hired help here.Taking some sugar on the teaspoon she put it in the tea,then did another and did the same thing then stirred it before putting the spoon down.Carefully she lifted the teacup,and brought it over to Jester noticing that half his mask was off.
"Um here you go".
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Post by Jester on Oct 2, 2008 19:56:11 GMT -5
He held still with his mask still looking at the fire while his eyes were shifted over to her. Watching her as she poured the tea and put in the suger. He did love sweet things the most. If this place didn't have any, he would just go more mad. He saw that she spilled some of the tea alittle. But Jester didn't really care as long as he can get his tea. Using his left hand, grabbed the tea cup and took a sip from the sweet hot tea.
It was just right. Sweet but not to sweet. With that one sip, Jester drank down the rest of the tea in one go. Now empty, Jester looked at his empty tea cup a bit, and then threw it into the fire that broke into pieces. Grabbing the lower mask piece, he locked it back in. "Not bad."
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