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 Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 9:48 am
Kari hesitated but walked inside. She kept her head down the entire time. She could tell that he was not happy. She felt panicked. What was he going to do? What was going to happen to her?
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 8:38 am
Righteous anger began to ebb. The young man kept his gaze on his newly acquired pet. Inhaling a great amount of air, Lucky's middle finger with the aid of his index repositioned the glasses: returning them back to the bridge of his nose. A hand slid to his pocket, seeking the comfort that only nicotine could offer.
Languidly, he followed the slave. Smoothly shutting the door, he shot a glance over his shoulder. "You ready?" Lucky stated in a neutral, somewhat distracted manner. His posterior leaned against the door; casually, the blond brought out a stick of cancer. Faint scarlet lips, burnt from the weather outside, parted - a ritual for his oral fixation. Then came to deep drag, near breathless when releasing the toxins into the air; "You, see. I've got me some rules."
Lucentio purposefully walked over to his captive. "Understand?" Emphasizing each syllable with great care, he took possession of her mandible. His digits cupped the chin: tilting it so their eyes. Golden honey eyes narrowed.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you," a faint warning was issued.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 8:49 am
Kari filnched a bit but looked at him. She simply nodded to afraid to say anything. But she assumed if she didn't answer she'd get in trouble. "I...understand." she said softly, her voice shook a little bit.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 11:01 am
"Good girl," his thumb caressed her cheek. Eyes scanned the prize, appraising his pet; the man's face remained set in a blank expression.
Lips twisted into a faint smile, "Not too difficult, now was it?" Lucky released the pet from his firm grasp. A sharp turn on his heels, he traipsed to the kitchen.
"Rule one, courtesy is a must." A drag interrupted the monologue. It was accompanied with the drawers sliding, their contents shifting about; "Hmm."
The first time owner continued, still searching, "To you, I am Don Romano." A hushed satisfaction rang through the racket of drawers closing and things moving about. Lucky sauntered over with a pair of scissors in hand.
"If and when I have company, you keep your personal displeasure to yourself," he released her from cable ties. The now useless bonds were disposed of; "Between us, express yourself freely. Again, in a respectful manner."
The man made himself comfortable. He slid off his suit jacket, donning a striped, crimson, office shirt underneath. Lucentio sat down on a leather sofa. Legs crossed, the right over the left. A single arm draped on the furniture, "Rule two, I give you an order." Lucky gestured to prove his point, "You do it."
The cigarette bounced about until he removed it. Exhaling smoke, the addict raised an eyebrow; "Can you handle that?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 11:49 am
Kari nodded. "Yes sir." she said softly. She wanted to cry but she did not. She dropped her gaze but looked back up at him. She rubbed her wrist a little from the zip tie. She felt sick to her stomach but her face stay nuetral.
(Do you mind tone the posts down a little? Sorry but sometimes their hard to follow.)
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 6:51 am
"Good," a muted grin purred. Smoke danced about, dissipating as it reached the ceiling. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back. The tension from before began to lessen with each puff.
Cracking his neck, Lucky glanced at the time. "You any good at cooking?" His digits scratched at the back of his neck. A yawn casually released as he re-adjusted himself. Leaning against the arm rest, his gaze remained intently on her.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 7:14 am
Kari tried to smile but it only came slightly. "Yes." she said politely. She bowed. "What would you like?" she asked.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 3:10 pm
A nod of approval followed a flippant shrug, "Scrambled eggs." Eyebrows came together in thought; what did he have in the fridge again? Lucky's index pressed against his lips.
The man leaned back, satisfied with himself. "Three eggs, no salt, a fourth cup of milk, a good fistful of broccoli." He clarified further after pausing for a beat; "Steam the broccoli first. Two slices of mozzarella cheese and thin cuts of purple onion."
The blond's grin grew for his pet had some potential.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 3:19 pm
Kari looked at him and nodded. She back up a little before she turned and walked in to kitchen. She searched through the kitchen and looked for everything. She pulled out ingredients and pans, bowls, and plates. She tied her hair back, washed her hands and began preparing the food.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 3:42 pm
Hazel eyes followed her. The appraisal from earlier had been brief. His curiosity compelled him to leave the comforts of the sofa. Sauntering over to his newest possession's direction, Lucky leaned against the counter.
Safely outside of the kitchen, the man learned the hard way women could be territorial about cooking. He opted out to lingering on the border. The sight of food made his hunger unbearable. Patience never was a strong suit, Lucky noted. Leaning forward, he rationalized; it was only to better estimate how much longer it would take.
The heel of his hand cushioned his chin. The other arm lay passively.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 3:54 pm
The young girl noticed the eyes on her. She did not acknowledge them. She continued her work. She eventually started to be less cautious about him watching her. She began humming to make time go by faster as the food was prepared.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:26 pm
Words were on the tip of his tongue, Lucky prepared to say something. Instinctively, his head tilted.
"Huh. I don't even know your name," he leaned on his forearms.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:33 pm
Kari looked back at him. "My name is Kari." she said. She turned back to her cooking.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:32 pm
"Kari," flipped off the tongue, the man's gaze followed it to the ceiling. Lucky shifted his weight to the other leg. A glance to the girl's back, to the food, and he felt satisfied.
"It needs uh resolution." He sauntered off to the sofa once more. Rolling his neck, the tension became audible with two crisp snaps. The blond made himself comfortable; lying on his back, the man stretched before settling still. Exhaling through the nostrils, he rested his eyes with a minute grin.
"Estimated time?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:52 pm
Kari didn't stop. "In about ten minutes." she replied. She began humming again. She thought about being home with her mother. They would always cook together. This relaxed her from the stress of today.
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