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Post by Disastercorn on Sept 19, 2017 23:12:18 GMT -6
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Early Afternoon | After Chapter 4
Juliet lounges pool side with her Bae, Romeo and her slaves catering to her every whim.
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Post by Disastercorn on Sept 19, 2017 23:34:16 GMT -6
JULIET
A small sigh escaped the elegant lips, cascading through the air and drawing the attention she sought. Pink ruby colored eyes sparkled as they gazed around the room, enjoying the males she had around her. And indeed, the other equines where all males. She was gathering quiet the plethora of beings, that was for sure. Head tilted, coming to rest upon Romeo's withers as her dolphin tail lightly flicked against his own. Water rippled and weaved, splashing softly over their forms as she eyed Butler from her spot in the center of the room. Adrian had not yet arrived and the mare, while displaying no aggravation on the outside, felt it swirl and spin inside her like a growing storm.
"Butler, Darling." Juliet cooed, eye lids fluttering as she pressed more firmly against Romeo. "Do be a dear and fetch Adrian. He was supposed to be here some time ago and I'm worried about him." Code word for, 'he's being a little shit and needs to stop loitering in his room'. "Also, please bring my favorite ice wine. I fancy a glass and I'm sure my love, Romeo, would like one too." She smiled, that ever sweet and perfect smile to her most trusted slave before looking over to the pit fighter in the corner. "Romeo..." Words suddenly entered his ear as she whispered into it, having rolled back onto her own stomach to do such an action. "What do you think of my newest gem?"
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Post by Gaybies on Sept 20, 2017 19:28:56 GMT -6
R O M E O
Aodh Noble Lord
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It had been a pleasant morning thus far. Romeo had come to call fairly early in the morning, welcoming himself into Juliet’s lovely home without a word. He had snuck along the corridors towards her room and showered her in praise and kisses as he was so oft to do. After all, she was his sun and stars, the very light of his existence. Still, the proper... gentleman, if such a word could be applied to dear Romeo, he had no stepped beyond his bounds, beyond what the fair lady would allow him. He simply sought to rouse her from her slumber. The two had adjourned to the pool, their horse forms melting away to reveal those shapes that were arguably most comfortable. The shark hippocampus settled beside the mare and remained still as her head fell gently upon his withers.
The two lounged there for some time, enjoying the pleasure of each other’s company and the many fine things with which Juliet had surrounded herself. She, unlike him, had a plethora of slaves, all male, all beautiful. He hadn’t found one yet that had captured his fancy so completely as Juliet, she... well she was a game like no other. And slaves didn’t seem to last long under his ownership anyway. Cold eyes briefly scanned the gathered bodies as Juliet spoke. There were lovely creatures indeed, fine specimens no doubt, and he was sure they were quite entertaining...
Romeo turned his head as Juliet asked the question, craning his neck over hers so that he could lightly nip at whatever piece of tender flesh was so unfortunate. It was a gentle thing, a soft show of affection as his lips carefully brushed across her skin. “They are quite beautiful, my darling lady. What plans do you have for this one?”
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Post by Sasha Arctic on Sept 22, 2017 0:41:42 GMT -6
 BUTLER
"I am simply one hell of a Butler..."
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The lean stallion stood at attention, his gold eyes scanning the room and took into account each body, always alert and looking for ways to be useful to Juliet. While he did not enjoy the company of Juliet's newest Lover, Romeo, the slave was dutiful and obeyed the stallion just like he would Juliet, even allowing him into the manor during the early hours of morning. He would continue to serve Romeo with the same respect as Juliet until ordered otherwise by his Emin, even if he wished nothing more than to throw the Noble out into the streets and never see his scarred face again...
At the sound of Juliet's lovely voice Butler perked, attention plucked from his own thoughts, and turned to face his Emin, her orders were simple but direct and the stallion bowed before her, "Yes Eminent Juliet..." Was all he said before turning from her and proceeded to exit the room, first heading towards where the wine was kept. His movements were fluid and graceful, trained from a young age to always present and hold himself in a posture befitting a palace slave. The sound of his marble hooves on the shinning floors was a rhythm familiar to the stallion's ears and kept his blood from boiling over. If there was a soul the slave disliked more than Romeo it was that damned pegasus Adrian. The thought of a slave disobeying Juliet had always sent fire coursing through the stallion, his Emin deserved more respect and adoration than that. The nerve some slaves had...Butler would never understand how they dared to disrespect their Master in such a crude manner.
Plucking the bottle of Juliet's favorite ice wine down from the shelf with his gold teke the stallion then moved to grab a pair of crystal wine glasses that shone in the sunlight, not a spot to be found on their brilliant surfaces. Butler's attention to detail didn't allow for anything in Juliet's estate to be anything other than spotless and perfect, his Juliet deserved no less from him. He then placed the wine bottle and glasses upon a gorgeous ornately carved white gold serving platter. He arranged a pair of crisp white cleaning towels laid expertly folded in the shape of one large shell on the other end of the platter, just in case of a spill. Best to be prepared if the worst happened. Along with the towels he placed a snack to satisfy his Emin if she desired, her favorite with this particular wine was crackers with brie and apple. The dish was quickly prepared and Butler took a moment to arrange the crackers in a simple yet elegant design on a second, smaller, platter. He made enough for both Juliet and Romeo if he wished to partake in the thoughtful gift to Juliet, he wasn't sure if Romeo enjoyed this particular dish but at the same time he didn't truly care, this was a labor of love for Juliet, not Emin Romeo. If Romeo wanted something else he would prepare it but not unless asked by the Emin. Holding the platter at his side Butler smiled at his handy work, Juliet would be pleased with him, as always. With that done Butler turned his attention to his second and more troublesome task: fetching Adrian.
With a soft grumble beneath his breath Butler moved swiftly to the room in which Adrian dared to reside even when Juliet had ordered his presence by the pool and rapped on the door with his teke, carefully balancing the platter at his side. Where his voice had been smooth and respectful with Juliet he now barked at the door, a warning growl to not cross him. "Juliet commands your presence by the pool, Adrian. You had best not keep our Eminent Juliet waiting." A silent 'or else' was tacked onto the end of his sentence and any who knew the stallion also knew it wasn't an empty threat, where Bolthor was the muscle to keep Juliet's other slaves in line Butler had always been her right hoof stallion, the cunning whip beside her meat shield. He held an iron hoof over the household slaves, he made sure chores were done each day to his standards and in a timely manner or else...The stallion then waited for Adrian, allowing the slave the privacy of his room at the very least, but if he didn't appear soon Butler wouldn't hesitate to barge in and force Adrian to obey Juliet. His insolence was infuriating to the stallion and easily brought out a darker side of the seemingly perfect Butler.
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Post by Ehrendi on Sept 22, 2017 1:45:02 GMT -6
Adrian | Servile Slave
The delicate, but strong chains jingled as Adrian let out a frustrated sigh, stuffing the needle he had stolen under his mattress at the sound of knocking. "Yes, what is it?" He called, acting as though he were surprised, but he already knew who it would be even before they spoke. Juliet had already called for them all to meet her by the pool, but Adrian was still fiddling with the chains that held his wings together. I won't be long, he'd thought as he tried to angle the needle in such a way it might unlock the chains. Adrian knew nothing about lockpicking, but he figured he could try something. Naturally he had taken a little longer then he'd originally planned, but Adrian was in no rush to be near Juliet or the others for that matter.
Sure enough, the commanding tones of Butler soon called through the door and Adrian rolled his eyes. He couldn't understand the loyalty that slave had for their Mistress, he was worse than Neville and wanted to make sure everything was perfect. It made Adrian despise him more. Picking up a brush from the small dresser that sat beside his bed, the only other possession he had in his small room besides his bed, Adrian headed for the door. He opened it up, running the brush through his incredibly long mane and gave an apologetic smile. "Sorry sir, I'll be right down." Turning he placed the brush on his dresser, gave himself a shake and headed towards the door. All the while he made sure to take his time if only to piss Butler off more. He stood expectantly at the door, waiting for the lithe stallion to lead the way down to the damned pool.
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Post by Sasha Arctic on Sept 25, 2017 20:29:20 GMT -6
BUTLER
"I am simply one hell of a Butler..."
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The pure contempt that oozed from each word the pegasus spoke to Butler as he waited, impatiently, for the stallion to obey Juliet's command would have ruffled his feathers, if he had possessed any. Neither stallion liked the other, that much was clearly apparent but each knew that they must 'keep face' in front of Juliet and be civil in her presence at least. Butler's golden eyes scrutinized Adrian, the pegasus rarely paid such attention to his hair and the stallion doubted that he had been spending all morning merely brushing, it was known that Adrian disliked how long his hair had become and wished to cut it all off...Butler concluded that he was probably being the same sulking child he always was and had been pouting instead and the brush was a cover-up, most likely crying about how he disliked being a slave and bound by Juliet, pitiful thing was such a solemn and emotional child at times. Butler almost pitied him, almost. With a flick of his short tail the stallion turned from Adrian without another word as he yet again was forced to wait for the pegasus, while he knew this defiant act of being as slow as possible was meant to irritate him Butler couldn't help but grow more impatient.
A swift stomp of a single marble hoof against the floor announced that he would wait no more and elegantly started the walk back to Juliet's side, being around his Emin always soothed his agitated nerves. Her voice did wonders for his stress level, whenever she batted her big beautiful rose eyes at him his heart sang and he wished to spend eternity by her side...but everyone kept getting in his way. Juliet had been nearly his alone before Romeo decided to come stalking the halls of the beautiful manor, that damn Noble was stealing Butler's time with Juliet and was the main reason for his hatred, that and the way he wished to lounge in the pool with her as a hippocampus. She was pure perfection when her ties to land were stripped away and revealed her true self.
Turning the corner to the pool Butler smiled coyly at the sight of his Juliet, her delicate and adorably pink dolphin tail glistened in the light but his smile almost transformed into a grimace when the grotesque sight of Romeo's dull shark tail touching the perfection at his side fell into view. How dare such imperfection touch his Juliet...Dipping into a shallow bow Butler composed his wild emotions and hid his hatred behind a peaceful pride-filled smile, carefully keeping the tray at his side balanced. "I present to her radiance, Eminent Juliet, her favorite refreshing ice wine accompanied by a delicate dish of crackers with fresh brie and crisp apples." Butler practically beamed with pride as he swiftly removed the cork from the wine while he spoke and poured both Juliet and Romeo a liberal glass each. He took a moment to stare deeply into Juliet's rose eyes and enjoy their beauty before he continued with words that soured his tongue, "Slave Adrian will be right out Eminent Juliet." Sauntering closer to the pool Butler extended a crystal glass in gold teke first to Juliet then Romeo and waited for the praise he knew he deserved.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2017 18:40:46 GMT -6
 The male stood in the back of the yard, his dark brown eyes narrowed as he glared across the way at the pool. He watched as the water danced under the sunlight, casting soft blue reflections at the poolside. His gaze shifted as the grey stallion's eyes landed on him, him and Juliet muttering to themselves by he pool. Bolthor could tell they were talking about him, but he tried his best to show that he didnt care. He didnt like his master's boy toy. He didnt like the other slaves. He didnt like the damn bridle on his face or the fancy ground beneath his hooves. As much as he despised Caligo for selling him, he wanted back in his previous home.
His ears flicked to the side as Juliet called for one slave, Butler, to fetch her a drink and the other slave. Butler. That one annoyed him he most. If one could kiss ass more than that waste of space, Bolthor had yet to see it. Rolling his eyes, he grumbled to himself and leaned his hip against the wall behind him, resting a hoof and turning his glare back toward the pool, chewing on his bit between his teeth in boredom. |
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Post by Disastercorn on Sept 26, 2017 22:59:54 GMT -6
JULIET
A small shutter rocked through the mare she felt the lips and teeth find gentle purchase on her neck. Grinning softly, forever softly, the mare nuzzled his chest and let out a soft coy sigh. "I am not sure yet. His will in the pits is lacking and to lose would be dreadfully embarrassing. I might send him away to a slaver for more training or even leave him with the Crucible owner to help out the baiters. He needs a bit more shine." Eyes closed, hiding away those perfect pink rubies as she pressed more firmly against Romeo. The dolphin tail hovered along beside his own sleek shark one. A stark contrast to each other and yet so perfectly opposite.
Butlers soft arrival made the perfectly proportioned appendages atop her head swivel and with a smile meant to break rules and bend wills she watched her perfect black shadow fawn over her all the more. As the glass was handed off to her the lady giggled and lifted one of the crackers from the tray. "Perfect as always butler. I don't know what I'd do without you. You always seem to know what I want, before I even know I want it." Teeth bit ever gently into the snack, feeling the care and perfection her slave had nearly weaved into it. "Thank you my sweet. He must still be so upset at me for binding his wings..." Head tilted down, eyes closing as tears fell. "I just didn't want him to escape... And he's such a rebellious child..." Crocodile tears if there ever was any as this, but the lady wanted to feel if those around her would hush and sooth away her fears.
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Post by Gaybies on Sept 27, 2017 17:34:22 GMT -6
R O M E O
Aodh Noble Lord
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Romeo might’ve noticed his lady’s crocodile tears if he hadn’t been so terribly distracted by the return of Butler and the scowling of Bolthar. Romeo really wasn’t that much of a fan of either of them, quite the opposite if he was honest. Bolthar, well, he was new so he didn’t have much going for him other than the lady’s approval, but Butler on the other hand... Butler just rubbed Romeo the wrong way. The slave seemed too attached, too eager to please, which, if one thought about it wasn’t exactly a bad thing... but then again, the way he practically fawned over the darling Juliet. It was enough to make Romeo’s stomach turn.
“You are too nice to your slaves, my dear...” He mused aloud with a tone that suggested nothing but indifference. “Allowing them such leeway in appearing before you...”
The stallion shifted, his grey tail brushing against the beautiful pink of Juliet’s, and gently wrapped her in a quiet embrace as at long last those tears were noticed. He attempted to sooth her gently, idly waving off the offerings from her slave. He knew very well they were intended for her and that he was an afterthought. “Oh dear, slaves are not worth your tears, especially those that do not understand how good they’ve got it.”
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Post by Disastercorn on Nov 13, 2017 2:03:06 GMT -6
JULIET
"But he's just so pretty... T-there's only so much I can do to him that won't mark him. It would be a shame to sell him..." The mistress's soft lips quivered as she spoke. Her crocodile tears only grew, finally getting the attention of her love. As his body curved, gently encasing her in love and attention, the noble pressed her forehead against his strong neck, wishing for all the world that it would revolve completely around her. He was hers, just as her slaves where. He would never leave. She would make sure of that.
Her glass was set down gently on the tiles beside the pool, her perfectly prepared snack resting gently on it's base. While Butler did his best to keep her home perfect, just for her, the mare would not, could not eat anything that touched the floor. "I wish he could see that too... I'm glad you think I'm treating them well. I would never want them to end up working for the city. I hope they realize that..." Sharpened ruby eyes settled on the pit fighter sulking in the corner, her gaze as sharp as broken glass. He would fight for her one day. She was sure of it. He would make her proud, make her even more admired.
With a final sniffle, golden hair tousled gently to the side, body elegantly sliding along her loves. "Butler... My darling. May I have another of your perfectly prepared snacks? I'm sorry this one touched the ground..." A tiny point of her hoof gestured at the morsel on the base of her glass.
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Post by Sasha Arctic on Nov 25, 2017 22:59:24 GMT -6
BUTLER
"I am simply one hell of a Butler..."
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Seeing the tears that crawls down Juliet's cheeks caused the ever quiet facade upon Butler's features to crack for a moment and exposed the outrage and anger that flooded his body at knowing that something was hurting his queen and love before he quickly collected himself once more. Where he wished to be the one to console and reassure Juliet the stallion knew that privilege belonged to Romeo so he kept his mouth shut, for the moment and listened quietly as the pair exchanged words. Butler made sure to flash Juliet a comforting smile and affirmative nod, she was a kind and generous Eminent and all of her slaves were lucky to be under her roof. He waited with growing impatience for Adrian to show his miserable face, how he wished to tear into the pegasus verbally but without an order from Juliet he didn't dare step out of place...in her presence at least. At the sound of his name Butler's eyes snapped back into focus on the slender frame of Juliet "Of course my Eminent Juliet." In a quick fluid motion he scooped up the tainted cracker, placed it discreetly in a towel and rested the bundle on the platter before offering Juliet another, fresh cracker. Staring deeply into Juliet's crystal eyes with his own warm gold orbs and spoke in a soft purr of admiration, "You are a kind and generous Eminent, especially to your slaves, never forget that Juliet. Those in your presence that cannot see that and know just how lucky they are...well they are little more than fools and undeserving of your time and kindness Eminent Juliet."
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