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Post by Seven on Feb 4, 2009 23:59:58 GMT -5
Daemon nods. "As to be expected. What time would be best for our arrival?"
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Post by Pan on Feb 5, 2009 0:02:41 GMT -5
"Drajen would like later to noight, of core if that is all right with you." The male says with a slight bow again.
The females eyes skane the room taking it all in. This female has been here befor whe her friend Anuka came to work for Daemon. Izzy is her name and in the back of her head she hopes to see Anuka.
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Post by Seven on Feb 5, 2009 19:50:07 GMT -5
Unfortunately, the chances of seeing Anuka are slim, because he's probably still with Emily, in her room.....if you catch my drift.
Daemon nods. "Yes, of course that is. Tell your master that I am honored to be his guest." Daemon said these words formally, politely, though it was silently more out of habit rather than sincerity.
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Post by Pan on Feb 6, 2009 13:06:48 GMT -5
((ew dragon devil sex!))
Both dragon give a deep bow. Izzy says, "Thank you prince we will tell Drajen of this." They both terns and leave the house.
Nef comes back into the room right as the door shuts. "So whats going on, if I may ask."
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Post by Seven on Feb 7, 2009 14:44:01 GMT -5
"We're going to a formal engagement tonight. The dragons in another realm of Hell wish to be properly introduced to you, barer of the next Priestess."
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Post by Pan on Feb 7, 2009 14:51:26 GMT -5
Nef stares at him. "wait what?!" she shakes her head. "I...I don't know if I can meat dragons yet..." Nef is now becoming nervus about this. "I wouldn't know what to say to them... I have no clue how dragons acted."
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Post by Seven on Feb 7, 2009 19:33:36 GMT -5
Daemon seems to be tiring of this. He spun around, eyes flashing slightly, clearly annoyed."Just act...polite. Formal. You can handle at least that, correct?"
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Post by Pan on Feb 7, 2009 23:22:50 GMT -5
Nef jumps and take a fews steps beck away from him. she nodes her head up and down quite quickly. She stays quiet now knowing she is annoying daemon. Nef then bowes her head slightly. "sorry..." she say in a hushed voice.
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Post by Seven on Feb 7, 2009 23:25:59 GMT -5
"Stop your cowering, it's time to get dressed," he says in an authoritative tone.
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Post by Pan on Feb 7, 2009 23:31:53 GMT -5
Nef nodes her head slowly. If she was raised in hell she would never have this problem for acking scidished and scared all the time. but the poor gilr was rasied in Heaven where she new know fear, now she does.
Nef heads back to her room still not saying anything in fear of angering Daemon. She goes and gets dress in a more princessy out fit.
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Post by Seven on Feb 7, 2009 23:34:20 GMT -5
In the room, servants are already waiting for her. It seems most of the 'proper attire' would require aid to put on. Unless you're just magic-crazy.
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Post by Pan on Feb 8, 2009 21:16:41 GMT -5
Nef blinks at the dress and then looks back to the servents. "Are all of the dresses like this?" The door opens a bit and Ia pops her head into the room. "humm is there anything i can do to help here?"
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Post by Seven on Feb 8, 2009 21:19:50 GMT -5
"You can remain still, Princess."
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Post by Pan on Feb 8, 2009 21:25:00 GMT -5
Nef nodes her head. "all right, never been in a dress like this befor..."
Ia sneeks by Nef and stands in a cornner of the room.
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Post by Seven on Feb 8, 2009 21:27:23 GMT -5
The servants take no notice of Ia, as they quickly engulf Nef in a mass of clothes and scents, glamour and makeup. They all work swiftly, soundly, and silently.
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