Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 13:47:24 GMT -5
*Drusilla whimpered, still holding her head.*
"Daisies. Do you like daisies? I plant them but they always wither and die."
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 13:51:15 GMT -5
*María smiled friendly back.*
"We have a nice garden here. There are all kinds of beautiful flowers. I believe there are some daisies there too."
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
Posts: 79
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 14:14:36 GMT -5
((She's not holding Maria's hand. She's holding her own head.))
*Drusilla smiled, but it melted to a pout.*
"I'm cold... Where's Spike?"
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 14:16:48 GMT -5
((Sorry. I'll edit))
*María smiled.*
"I'm sorry. I'll make sure there is a fireplace in your room."
*She looked at the girl, the name Spike was unfamiliar to her.*
"Who is Spike?"
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
Posts: 79
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 14:29:57 GMT -5
"He's mine."
*Drusilla grew quiet, wandering off ahead, looking for a room.*
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 14:32:29 GMT -5
*María smiled and followed after the girl.*
"Eh... I don't know what kind of rooms a girl like you would want, so... couldn't you just see if you find a room you like? What is your name, by the way?"
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
Posts: 79
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 14:44:51 GMT -5
*Drusilla wandered into a particularly frilly room, something that exuded femininity. She turned back to the girl with a nod.*
"This is just the thing. Good night."
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 14:55:57 GMT -5
"Good night, and I hope you enjoy your stay here."
*María smiled and retreated to her own bedroom, hoping that she would have a night with sleep at last.*
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
Posts: 79
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 15, 2008 15:01:25 GMT -5
*Drusilla just nodded and shut the door. This wasn't ideal, but it would do for now. Until she got hungry. But the sun was coming.*
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Aug 15, 2008 15:09:29 GMT -5
((Do you want to post a new thread?))
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Caius
- Masterful Virgin -
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Post by Caius on Oct 25, 2008 18:23:42 GMT -5
*A NEW NIGHT*
Caius materialized by the entrance to the castle and rapped gently on the door. He did not find it necessary to straighten himself out as he was already in rather inhumanly flawless condition.
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Oct 25, 2008 18:26:56 GMT -5
María opened the door to the castle and noticed the man... well... shape standing there. A glimpse of relief showed in her face.
"Thank goodness you are not Astaroth. Please, come inside. You'll get soaked in this weather."
She was not exaggerating. It was raining and blowing hard outside.
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Caius
- Masterful Virgin -
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Post by Caius on Oct 25, 2008 18:41:38 GMT -5
"Thank you, my lady," he said congenially, stepping in from the horrific storm. Caius raised a perfect brow at the mention of the name of Astaroth.
"Is he up here, too, then?"
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Post by María Sheila de Lefévre on Oct 25, 2008 18:59:11 GMT -5
María looked up at him, freezing in fear.
"You - you know him? You are not a friend of him, are you?"
The anxiety in her voice was audible.
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Caius
- Masterful Virgin -
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Post by Caius on Oct 25, 2008 19:06:36 GMT -5
"Not to worry, my lady. We're more on the terms of unfriendly acquaintances, actually," Caius answered, taking note of her rather conspicuous display of concern.
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