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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 2, 2008 20:40:59 GMT -5
She gave a little sigh,well at least he was satisfied.She crossed her hands in front of her,those multicolored eyes glancing from Jester to the fire.Well if he didn't need anything else,then she would take her leave before he started to order her around again.Misaki had cleaned the mess up,thrown the vase parts in the garbage and gave him tea so there was nothing else he needed.
"I will take my leave now,good rid.....I mean farewell".
She covered her mouth quickly,oh no she had almost let it slip a nasty remark.Misaki quickly turned and began to walk away,slowly at first then quickened her pace.Oh how could she be such a idiot to let her tounge slip,but wait she was the little mistress of the house and he was not her master.
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Post by Jester on Oct 3, 2008 0:59:59 GMT -5
As Misaki took her leave, Jester heard that little slip that she made trying to cover it up. Having his metal wire hooked at the bottom of his knife, he threw it, and at it in her way. The knife would strike the floor and Jester would use the wire to make her fall to the ground. The throw and pull was like that of one movement. Standing up from the chair, Jester pulled the wire hard to get the knife out of the floor and into his right hand.
Unhooking the metal wire, he put it away back into his black jacket, and walked up to her with knife in hand. There was a twisted like laughing from from Jester as he walked closer and closer. It was soft and low enough so that only Misaki could hear. "What was that little Ms? Good what?" Jester wanted to hear what she was about to say. He had the knife in his right hand and had it tapping at his white mask.
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 3, 2008 1:08:47 GMT -5
Oh no she didn't get away fast enough,Misaki once again met the floor.Groaning again she grumbled something,then saw the metal wire retreat back behind her.Staying on the ground for the momment,she pushed herself up with her hands and turned to look at Jester.So much for trying to get away,Misaki was more of the shy kind but she had kinda started to break out of that shell when the curse fell over this house.
"I said good riddance,or at least I almost did".
Misaki had done everything she was told by him,what else did he want with her.But she bit her tounge at what she had just said,and him tapping that knife was making her nervous.Grunting she managed to stand up,brushing her dress off.
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Post by Jester on Oct 3, 2008 1:33:23 GMT -5
Spinning his knife around his right fingers, Jester made his move. Quickly his left hand gripped around her neck and pinned her to the floor. Jester himself was hovering over her with his mask only inches away as his twisted laugh got louder. Holding the knife upside down, it stuck it to the floor once again. His breathing was heavy and easy to hear at this close. His grip tight around her neck, just enough so that it felt like he could snap her neck in two.
"Hear me little Ms.... Ever since I got stuck into this home of yours........ I've limited myself to sooooo many things that I use to do on the outside. In some ways this home is a blessing because I can be my trueself all the time but I CAN'T LEAVE!!" Letting go of his knife, his right hand turned into a fist. Coming down, it looked like he was going to beat her, but the punch landed only a inch away from her head. "Even if I hit you, you'll just heal like everyone else. Now, just because you own this house, what makes you so diffrent from the others?!"
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 3, 2008 1:44:22 GMT -5
Again she was on the floor,but this time pinned by the neck.Misaki gasped for air trying to breath,she wimpered and closed her eyes trying to block out his sinister laugh and not wanting to look up at his mask.She was scared and this time really really terrified,opening one of her eyes she looked up at him then tryed to pull his hand away from her neck she could hardly breath.
"Y...y....your wro...ng,br....other and I....I can't heal as f.....fast as the res...t of you".
That was one limit on this curse,when her or her brother got injured or hurt it took a little longer to heal.One time it took her a whole week to heal from a beating she got from her brother,so no she did not heal more quicker then he does.She was starting to lose consciousness,and fast you might add as she tryed to talk too.
"I....I n...ot different".
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Post by Jester on Oct 3, 2008 1:52:45 GMT -5
"Really now... Well then..." Letting go of his grip around her neck, Jester grabbed his knife, and pulled it out as he stood up from the floor. Putting it away inside his jacket, what she told him sparked something inside of him. The only joy he got so far while in here is hurting the new slaves and kicking them out of the house to watch them die. But hearing her and her brother can only heal slowly only made things better for him.
"I should keep you close to him. People here heal to quick for my taste. So you seem to be more fun than any other." Jester let out of evil laugh as he walked over to his chair, grabbing the tray that Misaki brought in, Jester sat down, and threw the tray with everything on it into the flames. The tea pot, the suger, everything. The fire died down a bit due to the tea was still burned.
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 3, 2008 23:51:52 GMT -5
Misaki gasped and then rolled over on her side,her brown hair sprawled out behind her.She put a hand to her throat and coughed,his grip was tight and she almost thought she was going to die then and there.She then tryed to push herself up off the floor,still coughing and trying to catch her breath.
"Monster......".
Misaki managed to stand up,shaking a little with her stance.She put a hand on the wall to make sure she didn't fall over again,looking up as he threw the tea set and tray into the fire.Misaki left the living room and went to a mirror,there was a big on just at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the higher floors.
"Why did I have to open my mouth".
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Post by Jester on Oct 4, 2008 0:18:19 GMT -5
The word monster did fit Jester pretty well. Calling him a monster was like calling him a nice person. But Jester just sat at his chair watching the flames grow back after throwing the tray and tea set. His fingers started to tap each other, just sitting there, and watching. While in the quit room with only the fire cracking and the tapping of his fingers made noises. To all the peace of his mind. Only god knows what he could be thinking about.
But hearing that Misaki heals much slower than the rest of the people in the house hold only made his blood rush around. His right foot started to tap just thinking about the things he could do to her. He wondered what her screams are and how her face looks under face. While some people get turns on while kissing and such, just thinking about how he could hurt her was his own turn on. Jester's laugh was small but slowly grew out.
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 4, 2008 0:34:04 GMT -5
Sighing she looked around the area she was in,grabbing a pillow off a nearby chair she ran back into the living room and threw it hard at Jester.That was for treating her poorly,and for pinning her to the ground and well being a meanie basically.She then turned and ran out of the room,going up the stairs as fast as her feet would carry her.
Reaching the second floor she thew open the door of her room,and slammed it behind her locking it.Then went over to her bed and crawled on top of it,picking up a small mirror from the sidetable beside her bed and looking at her neck.This was going to take awhile to heal,stupid curse.
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Post by Jester on Oct 4, 2008 0:55:22 GMT -5
When the pillow was thrown at Jester's head, his white mask fell off his face, and landed on the floor. His left hand covered his face as his right picked up the mask and put it back on. She stepped over the line there. Out of all the things to do to Jester, knocking off his mask was the first thing. Getting up and walking about into the hall way, he heard running, and then door slamming. He looked up at the stairs but before he made his move, one of the helping hands came by. "You! Where is Misaki's room?"
The work hand told Jester what room and he made his way up. Coming at the door of Misaki's room. His right hand touched the wooden door, feeling its surface a bit, and then wtih all force, he kicked the door open. His face turned to Misaki who was on her bed. Walking in and slammed the door behind him. When the door slammed, he threw his knife to pin the door shut.
"You shouldn't have done that YOU LITTLE BITCH!"
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 4, 2008 1:04:34 GMT -5
She was safe in here right,this was her room she had to be safe.But to her surprise she jumped at the sound of her door being kicked open,how did he know which one was her room.Then it dawned on her that he might of asked one of the helping maids or other people who worked in this house.Scrambling up her bed right up her pillow the hitting the back of her bed board,she felt her heart beating more faster and her eyes we're wide then she screamed.
"GET OUT,GO AWAY........".
Misaki gripped the sides of her covers,slipping down her pillows.Gulping when the door slammed,then seeing when he threw his knife pinning the door she knew she was trapped.There was nothing she could do,but wait to see what would happen to her.
"LEAVE ME ALONE.......SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEEEE".
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Post by Masaya/Shikuza on Oct 4, 2008 1:06:52 GMT -5
The cry of help rang like thunder in Masaya's ears. He raced up to Misaki's room and pushed at the door "Misaki? MISAKI OPEN THE DOOR!" He called through it. His voice worried and rather desperate. Masaya was well-known throughout the mansion as being the nicest guy. But...if Misaki was hurt...he'd get angry, and an angry Masaya was NOT something you wanted to see.
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Post by Jester on Oct 4, 2008 1:19:23 GMT -5
"SHUT UP!" Grabbing his metal wire, he used it has a whip once more, and have it striking the bed board behind her. He had the mix feeling of all anger but at the sametime happy. She did knock his mask off and now he gets to do what he wanted to do. With his metal wire, he whiped the wire near Misaki's face. Close enough for her to feel the shockwave of the crack but not hitting her skin. Jester slowly walked forword with slow steps and his wire cracking in the air around her. From the bed board and even on the pillow, blank, and even her clothes.
He wanted to see the fear in her eyes. He wanted to see them like it drove him crazy. Truly Jester was about to reach his high point in his enjoyment in this. Removing the lower half of his mask with his right hand, he put it inside of his black jacket. With it removed, Jester just let out his laugh. More and more it got louder and louder. He couldn't wait, he wanted to see her fear right now. Standing on top of her bed, he just grinned at her. "Well well... What to do...."
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Post by Misaki Haruka on Oct 4, 2008 1:25:00 GMT -5
She was too scared to move,that wire......that same wire he had used on her in the living room.She felt the shockwave from the blow of the wire,she felt it in her pillows and on her covers and also the feeling went into her dress.Yes she was frightened,as scared as a girl her age would get and was still with fear.Misaki then heard a familiar voice outside her door,it was Masaya he must have heard her cries for help.
"Masaya...........MASAYA HELP ME".
Her multicolored gaze looked to the door,but then back up at Jester.He had removed the lower half of his mask,seeing his face again.She covered her ears and closed her eyes screaming as loud as she could,feeling his weight on her bed she screamed louder.
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Post by Masaya/Shikuza on Oct 4, 2008 1:31:17 GMT -5
A feral growl escaped Masaya's lips and he ran back and ran at the door, it crashed open, with a loud bang and his eyes were glinting darkly, they had a rather red tint to them. His love for Misaki was strong..and he was being driven crazy right now because she was in danger. His voice came out in a growl. "Get away from her" He snarled, and yanked Jester's knife from the now broken doorframe. "...I don't like violence..but I will use it if necassary...." His face was a twisted mask of confusion and pure untainted good old fury. Very few people saw him like this and lived to tell about it. Making Masaya mad, was never a good thing.
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