Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor V.2 | Open & Accepting

[Winchester's Wolf]

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like closed doors."
117-Female | Wolf | Homeless | Unknown-None | tags; rose
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everest continued to walk around, her good eye keeping a lookout for anything that might be worth stealing, or to be on the lookout for rocks coming her way. a few did. and did she dodge them? a couple. she wasn't the best at dodging. you can put her through one of those dog courses and trust her, she wouldn't be great at weaving through the poles. she wouldn't have been taking commands from anyone. maybe she would be the one chasing the person who had the audacity of commanding her...and besides, who would even want to command a wolf? probably everyone who thinks they are responsible to care for a wolf...and then there are those humans in the Yukon Territory thinking it would be great to add one to their team of dogs...pulling a sled in below freezing weather- who would subject a dog through that anyway?

as everest got lost in these thoughts, she stumbled upon a shed that seemed...a little out of place, but she sniffed around as she was a little curious on who- she paused and then looked up, turning her head. she had spotted the human and her horse. who would've known that it would belong to them?

Now this can be interesting, the wolf thought, her tail wagging and her head tilting to the side. now was it to play dumb to see if she could win something to eat off of this poor soul? or just cause mischief and terror to the both? because at the moment, she was leaning towards the latter of the two. besides, she did not come here to make friends.

but on the other hand, it would be much fun to betray someone at least.

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This has to be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | hetero-None | tags; nicho'bala
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facilier listened as the boy continued on, getting lost afterwards after he had stopped yapping. it was indeed, annoying. he turned his head over towards nicho, squinting at him through his glasses. "keep your head up nicho'bala, i don't want you to run into anything." he already had a massive tab on his head. it wasn't his fault. daydreaming can get you into all sorts of trouble when you are walking around- facilier shook his head and continued on, "i suppose it is fine if you clean your tail afterwards, but can still get mold in your tail if you don't wash it well enough." he blinked and closed his eyes, "but i am not giving you the clearance to continuing using your tail as a mop. i highly suggest that you stop." he opened his eyes and cleared his throat, "there are still some left behind you know."

he stopped walking to turn around and look down at the young butler. he did kneel down so he would at least be close to the same height as nicho. "now, will you stop moping around and get an actual mop to clean up the trail you have made?" he asked as he raised an eyebrow. maybe he didn't look like he was going to murder this child- but then again, his migraine said otherwise. he needed to get some painkillers soon. but for now, facilier must deal with this mess first- and continue on with his job- daydreaming and and getting lost in his thoughts...or probably argue with this kid some more.

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ary A. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
11-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Fran |
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"don't be- i'll be okay if i fall," he said as he brought his bag to his lap and went to go dig through it but paused when she mentioned his parents. he paused and shook his head, not wanting to bring them up as the girl started to get ready to sing. he shuffled a few things around his his bookbag before placing it down next to his feet. it would be safe there. mary then closed his eyes and listened closely to see if it was the same song that he had heard. it was humming really, not much singing, but weren't they basically the same thing? or was he assuming that to make him feel smart?

who knew, really.

mary opened his eyes when the girl had stopped and asked for...his verdict? the last time he checked he was a queen- not a judge...although those two can carry out judgement, couldn't they? well, it dawned on the kid that the woman was meaning what he had thought of it.. or something like that. "well, the tune is familiar! it's nice," kinda wanted to make him take a nap out here in these woods.

nightshade had objected to that.

"but maybe you were the source of the voice before, if so you do sing pretty." he said as he tilted his head, picking up his bag and resting it on his lap. he then started to dig through it, trying to find what he was looking for before the little concert. "anyway, if i got hurt, you wouldn't need to worry- my papa makes sure that i have what i need in case of an e..emerg...emergency." mary paused and then slowly closed his bag. he forgot the first aid kit...didn't he?...probably so. welp. he kept silent for a minute before shaking his head, "i would've been fine," he whispered as he looked around and then back at fran. he didn't answer her question about his parents, only because he had really forgotten about the question, really.

"so what are you doing out here in the forest? is it just you out here?" he asked as he crossed his legs and held his bag close, thinking for a moment.

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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here- how queer-.."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags;The Hopeless Gays
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ah yes, the relief of not being talked down upon like this poor rowan girl. she looked up at lark and beamed, "good morning to you too." she looked at the watch and then back up at him, "i did, thank you very much larkie, although... i will say that something woke me up this morning. i don't know what i'll find out soon enough." ah yes, the alexa. she needed to find this alexa and get rid of it. then she would be able to sleep in peace again... or move out, but there's no getting rid of her. she will always find a way to come back. "i assume that you slept well?" well, based on their conversation, he probably didn't. but who was she to ask that?

she then looked up at the other man and stared up at him. well. didn't he look intimidating. the forced smile wasn't helping at all. "ah...well yes.. good morning. i'd like to apologize for intruding." lulu brought her watch protectively to her chest, the lil door of it swinging open. she reached over and snapped it shut before looking at the both of them. maybe this is a perfect opportunity to have another riddle solved. but she should ask lark first if it was okay to ask this recurring guest a riddle. maybe both of them can solve the riddle together since they seem so close- despite the other's possible resentment towards her for ruining their moment. "care to solve a riddle?" she was looking at lemarc when she asked this. she couldn't help it. when was the last time when she asked someone to solve a riddle? This could be fun.

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riddles left; 443

[Azura ~~]

Jesica Gabriella Demonessia // Jess // 25 // Female // Fire-Demon // Maid // Tags- Open

The young demon had just gotten back into the manor, teleportation was one of her best attributes after all.. She sighed, feeling the need for sleep as she leaned against the wall of her quarters. She then shook her head, "stay awake for just a few moments..." She mumbled to herself. She sighed as she stood awake, flattening out her skirt and fixed her hair so it was in her natural perfect bun.
Jesica sighed, she quickly took out her fan from her pocket, lavender and white as she fanned her face off gently for a moment, before putting her fan back in her pocket.

Francesca Mary Demonessia // Fran // 20 // Female // Siren-Demon // Homeless // Tags- Mary~

Francesca didn't push the question about his parents, she understood already. Her parents weren't exactly the best subject either. And even if he asked about hers.. She figured she couldn't let a literal child know about how her mother manipulated her and her father almost killing her. Yeah no, that's not alright..

Francesca giggled at the boys reaction, aww he was sweet. Adorable for a kid too, Francesca hadn't met much children other then her younger sisters, and even though it wasn't an adult, it was nice to communicate with somebody.. "Hehe, thank you kiddo, glad you liked it".

Francesca blinked at the small boy for a moment before giggling once again. "Hmm.. Maybe I was, hehe" the demon shrugged, even she herself didn't know. The boy then starting rummaging through his bag, she tilted her head slightly as she watched, what was he looking for? Francesca then nodded at the boy as he spoke, "Ahh alright.. I see.." SHe giggled as he struggled to say the word emergency, well.. Not struggled... But then again. He was a child.

Francesca hummed softly as he looked back at her, she raised a brow for a moment, not really believing the small boy. But shrugged nonetheless, she wasn't his mother or anything. She couldn't exactly tell him what to do or what to think.

Francesca then looked to the ground at his question, "Hmm.. Tough question there kiddo.. Let's just say.. If it was my choice, I wouldn't be here" she smiled softly at the boy. She then nodded, "Yep! As far as I know, it's just me here, my older sister comes here every once in a while."

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 12|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags:Fal
As his head snapped up in order to comply with the command of the older butler,a small wince came across the boy as he had most certainly done that too fast. Although that was not the najor confliction to fall upon Nico as he has accidentally looked at Fal's eyes. His entire body flinched as he mistook the squinting of Facilier's eyes for a glare of distaste with himself. While many of the shifter's actions could be classified as a mishap due to lack of sleep, or just being easily distracted but, the instinctive flinch was not dismissible as anything but what it was, now the cause could be up for debate, but not the action itself. "I-I'm sorry Sir, I did not mean to leave any behind." He answered truthfully, slowly looking back down at his tail. Giving a slow blink, as the small amount of sleep he had recieved was not nearly enough to let the child act as comprehensively as he normaly would, the lack of sleep now clear to the older butler who decided to kneel in front of him, by the heavy bags under his mismatched colored eyes.

Sighing, and giving a shake of his head, Nicho decided it was time to to look back up. Mush to his surprise, he came face to face with the man who had decided to kneel to his level with no warning. A small noise errupted from him as he took a step backwards in a little bit of shock and a little bit of reflex. Even with the step back, Facilier left him no choice but to look at him. "Yes Sir" he whispered as he slowly let his tail drop back behind him, where it dragged the ground, this time unintentional as it began to soak up part of the water trail as the boy went to go around the older butler. Does Nico even remeber where the real mops are?

Corvanta Stellant| CoCo or Corva|13|Bearfolk|Position:Guest|Tags: Stella
Sometimes the manor was nice, like at the moment for example, early in the morning with little people around, the silence was wonderful for the glossophob. He could move through the halls with little to no interactions, making his morning much easier to start. The downside on the other hand was that the manor did have certain staff and guest that he had to talk to in order to get the things he wanted, like strawberry milk he would have to talk to one of the cooks or a butler unfortunately he did not see any of the butlers at the moment and had to make the trek forward deeper into the building towards the kitchen. That was the current situation he was in, whenever Stella exited her room and spotted him making him stop short and look up at her.

"morning kiddo and co, you guys are up early," she addressed him and his puppets. The boy looked down at the two puppets in either hand a small look of concentration on his face as he tried to decide which one to use to talk to the woman before him, both, he finally decided and held up FiFi to start,"Good Morning Stella, CoCo was just thirsty so we where going to the kitchens to try and get some milk" he lowered the fox puppet and raised up the turtle,"Yes Miss Skye, Nice to see you this morning. CoCo would like me to tell you that he was having the sniffles this morning so he is wearing a mask in hopes noone else gets sick." with that the bear boy lowered both puppets back to his side and looked down at the ground waiting for the fellow guest to respond.

[Politics]

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𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ! !
[ 25yrs - male - a peddler of miracles! ]
location. kitchenxtagged. Emiliax
mentions. none
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Beeep. The coffee maker lets off an even trail of steam from the top as Oscar - again trying to pretend like he isn't having an absolutely wonderful time right now - flicks the coffee maker off and is about to pour their coffee, when he gets distracted by something. He straightens slightly, looking around with something of a concerned expression, before immediately switching back to his normal affectations. He spends a moment longer in dreamland, caught up in a question about crystal formations and something he'd read in a marine biology journal about structural coloration, but drops it once he hears Emilia's voice. He'd be lying if he was surprised she hadn't hit him with the nearest blunt object by now. Impressive!

"A living disaster...hm! I kind of like the sound of that. Buuuut." Oscar thoughtfully taps his chin and takes a step back to the pot, finally doling out the coffee. The elixir of life. He takes his cup and drinks it just about immediately, despite it looking halfway to a boil, and looks over the lip of the mug with feigned surprise. "See, I'm not only a humble robber. Think of me what you will, but I suspect that coffee needed interruption, and those 'stupid things'...well. It would be an understatement to say I couldn't have known. I implore you take another look at this perfect face of mine. It is my very last intention to slight you! And for that, I am sincerely sorry. Ja? We've made amends and are now formally acquainted? Fantastique! Wunderbar! You have such a way with words. And...in generating curious crystal structures." Oscar catches one with his free hand and holds it up to the window, trying to catch the details. "I'm charmed, really."

Once he's put it down, he takes another sip of his coffee and produces a box of cigarettes, which he taps twice on the bottom of his mug and, after snapping, a lit cigarette appears between his fingers. He takes a long drag. Indoors. "So! I'm supposed to know who you are, ja? I ought to have the name and the face to put the two together. I'm afraid I'm a bit behind on modern filmography. Unless, of course, I'm dealing with a legacy. In which case, just your last name will do. Do you smoke?" Oscar by now is sitting with one leg crossed up on the counter, eyeing the hallway. Though his speech has become at least twice as chipper, his expression reads as distracted. No matter! Oscar snaps his smile back on and gestures Emilia with his palm, which has the box of cigarettes within. Quite a lot of magic trickery going on for 9am.

[Winchester's Wolf]

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like closed doors."
117-Female | Wolf | Homeless | Unknown-None | tags; rose
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everest continued to walk around, her good eye keeping a lookout for anything that might be worth stealing, or to be on the lookout for rocks coming her way. a few did. and did she dodge them? a couple. she wasn't the best at dodging. you can put her through one of those dog courses and trust her, she wouldn't be great at weaving through the poles. she wouldn't have been taking commands from anyone. maybe she would be the one chasing the person who had the audacity of commanding her...and besides, who would even want to command a wolf? probably everyone who thinks they are responsible to care for a wolf...and then there are those humans in the Yukon Territory thinking it would be great to add one to their team of dogs...pulling a sled in below freezing weather- who would subject a dog through that anyway?

as everest got lost in these thoughts, she stumbled upon a shed that seemed...a little out of place, but she sniffed around as she was a little curious on who- she paused and then looked up, turning her head. she had spotted the human and her horse. who would've known that it would belong to them?

Now this can be interesting, the wolf thought, her tail wagging and her head tilting to the side. now was it to play dumb to see if she could win something to eat off of this poor soul? or just cause mischief and terror to the both? because at the moment, she was leaning towards the latter of the two. besides, she did not come here to make friends.

but on the other hand, it would be much fun to betray someone at least.

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This has to be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | hetero-None | tags; nicho'bala
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a wave of concern soon found its way on fal's face as the boy had flinched. but, that only stayed for a couple of seconds as his migraine didn't allow him any peace. but, what he did next was something that he couldn't control- he reached out and placed a hand on the boy's head after nicho had apologized. he had does this many times before when mary got upset or after an argument between the two. he almost reminded him of one of his younger siblings- but we weren't going to get into that now. "its fine, as long as you make sure you clean it up once you are finished." at least they were getting somewhere with that.

fal blinked. he had kept his hand on the boy's head for too long. he looked away and cleared his throat as he withdrew his hand, fixing his bowtie soon afterwards. right.. he looked back at nicho and did he see the oh so familiar bags under the eyes? oh yes he did, but he didn't react fast enough as he was already standing and the boy was starting to leave. he moved his hand up to his face as the boy started to drag his tail along the floor where the water trail was. what did they just talk about? facilier mumbled something under his breath. this kid was going to be the end of his career. "nicho, please lift your tail up from the floor." but oh- he wasn't done with him. fal moved to where he was in front of the boy again, sitting on his knees one last time. he cupped the boy's face and took a look at him. "...how late were you up last night?" he asked as he then released nicho's face, glaring at him. hmm.

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ary A. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
11-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Fran |
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"you're welcome," he said with a small smile as he started to kick his feet a little. he turned his head towards the side as nightshade began rambling on about a few things that needed to be done before dusk. but did he listen? of course not. mary was queen- and whatever his second-in-command had begged him to do was all optional. although it was good wisdom...

he blinked and looked up at fran once he realized that he got lost in his thoughts. hmm, better start paying attention now, otherwise he might miss something and would have to explain why he wasn't paying attention. now, that wasn't what nightshade had liked.

mary continued to kick his legs a little, only to grow tired of it and stop. he stared at fran as she started to explain her situation (well not the full of it, but was he going to ask? no. it would be wise not to). but he blinked when she had mentioned an older sister that came and went. "oh really? you have an older sister? so do I! but two...they aren't around though." not that they died or anything, no, that would be a little too morbid for lil mary. he turned his head a little more and thought for a moment. "oh really? why can't you travel with your older sister?" he didn't want to seem rude, but he was just curious.

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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here- how queer-.."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags;The Hopeless Gays
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ah yes, the relief of not being talked down upon like this poor rowan girl. she looked up at lark and beamed, "good morning to you too." she looked at the watch and then back up at him, "i did, thank you very much larkie, although... i will say that something woke me up this morning. i don't know what i'll find out soon enough." ah yes, the alexa. she needed to find this alexa and get rid of it. then she would be able to sleep in peace again... or move out, but there's no getting rid of her. she will always find a way to come back. "i assume that you slept well?" well, based on their conversation, he probably didn't. but who was she to ask that?

she then looked up at the other man and stared up at him. well. didn't he look intimidating. the forced smile wasn't helping at all. "ah...well yes.. good morning. i'd like to apologize for intruding." lulu brought her watch protectively to her chest, the lil door of it swinging open. she reached over and snapped it shut before looking at the both of them. maybe this is a perfect opportunity to have another riddle solved. but she should ask lark first if it was okay to ask this recurring guest a riddle. maybe both of them can solve the riddle together since they seem so close- despite the other's possible resentment towards her for ruining their moment. "care to solve a riddle?" she was looking at lemarc when she asked this. she couldn't help it. when was the last time when she asked someone to solve a riddle? This could be fun.

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riddles left; 443

[Good.Pointe]

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲
▸ (𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲) 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧
▸ 𝟐𝟓𝐲𝐨
▸ 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤
▸ 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝
𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: At Home
𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝: Everest
𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝: None

xxxx𝓐 shiver crept up, then followed the feeling of being watched. Rose snapped out of her focus on Knight to look around. He seemed to have sensed it too, as his gaze followed soon after. A wolf. Wait... A wolf? Rose locked her eyes to the wolf's gaze. It was rare to have an animal that wasn't a shifter this close to her home, seeing as the giant horse in the back yard was fairly intimidating.
xxxx"Hello there. Are you lost?" Rose asked skeptically. It could just be any old hungry wolf, but then again, this is Airedale. The woman squatted down to meet the wolf's level and reached a gentle hand through the fencing. A simple invitation to come closer. Knight stood watch, ready to bite if the wolf wasn't so friendly.
xxxx"If you're a shifter, you're safe. I'm friendly and big guy here will get over it." she added.

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 12|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags:Fal
When the hand landed in-between the feline ears, each one giving a small twitch as they did not expect the graze of the man's hand as it moved onto the boy's head. Confusion marred his face at the sudden gesture of Fal, as it seemed out of character for what he knew of the man, especially how he acted towards him. "I-I try to sir, sometimes it is hard to get it all" the boy looked down with another sigh as it was times like this he wished he did not have his feline features.

When he was called out for dragging his tail along the floor, which the boy did not do purposefully. He gave a small blink, and turned to look back at his tail,"Sorry, I wasn't planning on...I did not mean to do that Sir. Promise" Nico pulled his tail back into his arms and froze as he came face to face with Fal and his face was cupped, making him squirm of course as he felt as if Fal was trying to look straight into his soul."W-Well sir I was up until eight" now this was not a lie and the butler never asked if it was A.M. or P.M. Of course the boy could not look the older butler in the face after such a lie, and his glare did not help him feel at ease.

Corvanta Stellant| CoCo or Corva|13|Bearfolk|Position:Guest|Tags: Stella
Sometimes the manor was nice, like at the moment for example, early in the morning with little people around, the silence was wonderful for the glossophob. He could move through the halls with little to no interactions, making his morning much easier to start. The downside on the other hand was that the manor did have certain staff and guest that he had to talk to in order to get the things he wanted, like strawberry milk he would have to talk to one of the cooks or a butler unfortunately he did not see any of the butlers at the moment and had to make the trek forward deeper into the building towards the kitchen. That was the current situation he was in, whenever Stella exited her room and spotted him making him stop short and look up at her.

"morning kiddo and co, you guys are up early," she addressed him and his puppets. The boy looked down at the two puppets in either hand a small look of concentration on his face as he tried to decide which one to use to talk to the woman before him, both, he finally decided and held up FiFi to start,"Good Morning Stella, CoCo was just thirsty so we where going to the kitchens to try and get some milk" he lowered the fox puppet and raised up the turtle,"Yes Miss Skye, Nice to see you this morning. CoCo would like me to tell you that he was having the sniffles this morning so he is wearing a mask in hopes noone else gets sick." with that the bear boy lowered both puppets back to his side and looked down at the ground waiting for the fellow guest to respond.

[Winchester's Wolf]

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like closed doors."
117-Female | Wolf | Homeless | Unknown-None | tags; rose
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the wolf continued to watch the two until the woman had noticed her staring at her...now she was talking to her like how the old lady would...well, somewhat like that. she fixed her head so she wasn't looking sideways at this woman and her steed. to be fair, she hated any animal that towered over her- it was just a challenge for her to take down. not that she would kill it- no, who was she to do that?

..oh yeah...right.

everest looked at the horse adn then back at the woman who had so graciously invited her to come over. how kind. she took a step close, but the horse was starting to become a problem. not that it was doing anything, but she knew their kind too well. those hooves may look innocent- but they can clobber someone to death if they had wished.

she took a glance up at the horse and then looked back at the woman. despite her reassurance, she wasn't taking any chances. "how kind of you to reassure someone like me- but i can tell you that I am not a shifter. just a mere wolf," a blatant lie, but could you really judge her? yes, yes you can. but then again, she didn't talk to anyone about her curse openly to anyone- what if someone decided to use her curse against her? how? well, she didn't know herself.

everest looked up at the horse and then back at the woman, "and I am far from lost- i know this town pretty well. well enough to form escape routes if need be." why was that? don't know. she lingered in the same spot for a couple of minutes before coming forth little bit more- but not much close. "I should introduce myself- but i think i'll leave you to introduce yourself and your..." she raised her head a little to look at the horse again, glaring at it before looking back at rose. "...and your pet."

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This has to be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | hetero-None | tags; nicho'bala
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his face relaxed a little as he stared at nicho, thinking about what he said. "how late were you up nicho?" facilier asked again. he really didn't want to argue or scold the child, as he really didn't have time to argue at the moment. fal shifted a little before finally deciding to stand as putting all your weight on one knee was a bit painful. he looked down at at him and crossed his arms, "i'm asking since it doesn't look like that you have gotten any sleep. why don't you just...do what I asked you to do, clean up and get some rest- I'll finish up what you have to do today." and no- he wasn't going to take a no for an answer. I mean, it wasn't like he was doing anything at the moment- besides scolding the child. (writer's block sorry ;v;)

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ary A. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
11-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Fran |
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"you're welcome," he said with a small smile as he started to kick his feet a little. he turned his head towards the side as nightshade began rambling on about a few things that needed to be done before dusk. but did he listen? of course not. mary was queen- and whatever his second-in-command had begged him to do was all optional. although it was good wisdom...

he blinked and looked up at fran once he realized that he got lost in his thoughts. hmm, better start paying attention now, otherwise he might miss something and would have to explain why he wasn't paying attention. now, that wasn't what nightshade had liked.

mary continued to kick his legs a little, only to grow tired of it and stop. he stared at fran as she started to explain her situation (well not the full of it, but was he going to ask? no. it would be wise not to). but he blinked when she had mentioned an older sister that came and went. "oh really? you have an older sister? so do I! but two...they aren't around though." not that they died or anything, no, that would be a little too morbid for lil mary. he turned his head a little more and thought for a moment. "oh really? why can't you travel with your older sister?" he didn't want to seem rude, but he was just curious.

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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here- how queer-.."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags;The Hopeless Gays
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ah yes, the relief of not being talked down upon like this poor rowan girl. she looked up at lark and beamed, "good morning to you too." she looked at the watch and then back up at him, "i did, thank you very much larkie, although... i will say that something woke me up this morning. i don't know what i'll find out soon enough." ah yes, the alexa. she needed to find this alexa and get rid of it. then she would be able to sleep in peace again... or move out, but there's no getting rid of her. she will always find a way to come back. "i assume that you slept well?" well, based on their conversation, he probably didn't. but who was she to ask that?

she then looked up at the other man and stared up at him. well. didn't he look intimidating. the forced smile wasn't helping at all. "ah...well yes.. good morning. i'd like to apologize for intruding." lulu brought her watch protectively to her chest, the lil door of it swinging open. she reached over and snapped it shut before looking at the both of them. maybe this is a perfect opportunity to have another riddle solved. but she should ask lark first if it was okay to ask this recurring guest a riddle. maybe both of them can solve the riddle together since they seem so close- despite the other's possible resentment towards her for ruining their moment. "care to solve a riddle?" she was looking at lemarc when she asked this. she couldn't help it. when was the last time when she asked someone to solve a riddle? This could be fun.

disclaimer;

riddles left; 443

[MacabreSmile]

Emilia Stein - Disgraced Celebrity - Guest | Location: Kitchen - Tagged: Oscar

"HAH, humble? Yeah, okay..." Emilia rolls her eyes, pausing her crystal mutilation to snatch up the mug, holding it close to her chest like it'll be taken away from her in seconds. After a moment of eyeing him, she starts opening cupboards and cabinets to pull out cream and sugar and such. "Slow down, Starman, we all know you're hot, but you're also a hot mess." Into the ridiculous coffee mug goes a spoonful of brown sugar, a splash of creamer, and...What looks like a shot of bourbon? Maybe two shots. It's an unconventional breakfast. Finally, finally Emilia takes a sip of her morning coffee, closing her eyes to savour that sweet, sweet caffeine. When she blinks her eyes open again she's greeted with the lovely sight of the stranger snapping a cigarette into thin air.

"..." Emilia stares, unimpressed, at the now smoking disaster in front of her. "Really...? Are you serious? Heh, and you asked me if you seem 70's? Who are you trying to fool? You're more 70s than Farrah Fawcett." She hops up to sit on the counter, taking another sip of her coffee concoction, noticeably more relaxed than she was only moment before, as if the coffee had cleared all the hostility out of her system. "Eh, whatever. You're not really worth the time, but I guess you're decent enough...Fine. The name's Emilia Stein; award winning actress, international model, and, according to every tabloid in the nation, dirty liar who fooled the world into thinking I was human for the past two decades.Ugh. Not that it really matters anymore, but I am kind of a big deal."

More coffee is drunk until she's looking awake enough to actually cause some damage. Sitting on the counter like that, legs crossed at the ankles and sheer robe rolling off her shoulders carelessly, she's backlit by the kitchen window. Her crystallization glitters in the morning sun, casting prism reflections where the light bounces from her rocky aberrations. Up close her eyes seem to have the same sort of prismatic sheen as her crystals, as if gems were contained within them. With the smug look on her face, and her nose up in the air like that, she does kind of look like a big deal, even without make up or fancy clothing. She doesn't need adornments to take on this sort of effortless arrogance, the kind of regality that kicks in after years of expectations and watching eyes.

Regality which is absolutely wasted on this girl drinking whiskey in her morning coffee with a self proclaimed robber.

"Hey, when are you actually going to rob this joint? Literally all you've done is ruin my morning and make horrendous puns. I could probably be a better thief than you." Emilia makes a point of demonstrating this by snatching the lit cigarette from him, completely ignoring the box, and taking a drag of her own. LeMarc would totally kill her if he saw this, but she would also definitely throw this robber under the bus if the snooty butler walked in on them, so who cares.

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 12|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags: Closeted Father
"I-I told you I went to bed at eight...in the morning" of course the part was in a very soft whisper as the young butler was afraid of getting scolded even more by the man. Maybe even whispering the last part was a bad idea, as when the words left his mouth, Fal stood an looked down at him causing the boy to squirm under his gaze. Nodding slightly as the man spoke to him, a small frown began to spread across his face,"I-Is that an order sir? I-If not I should do what Mister LeMarc scheduled for me to do... I do not want him to get mad at me." Then again who would want the head butler to yell at him. Nico shifted from foot to foot as he waited flexing his toe beaned feet as he waited.


Corvanta Stellant| CoCo or Corva|13|Bearfolk|Position:Guest|Tags: Stella
Sometimes the manor was nice, like at the moment for example, early in the morning with little people around, the silence was wonderful for the glossophob. He could move through the halls with little to no interactions, making his morning much easier to start. The downside on the other hand was that the manor did have certain staff and guest that he had to talk to in order to get the things he wanted, like strawberry milk he would have to talk to one of the cooks or a butler unfortunately he did not see any of the butlers at the moment and had to make the trek forward deeper into the building towards the kitchen. That was the current situation he was in, whenever Stella exited her room and spotted him making him stop short and look up at her.

"morning kiddo and co, you guys are up early," she addressed him and his puppets. The boy looked down at the two puppets in either hand a small look of concentration on his face as he tried to decide which one to use to talk to the woman before him, both, he finally decided and held up FiFi to start,"Good Morning Stella, CoCo was just thirsty so we where going to the kitchens to try and get some milk" he lowered the fox puppet and raised up the turtle,"Yes Miss Skye, Nice to see you this morning. CoCo would like me to tell you that he was having the sniffles this morning so he is wearing a mask in hopes noone else gets sick." with that the bear boy lowered both puppets back to his side and looked down at the ground waiting for the fellow guest to respond.