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Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Current local time is 1227 pm. The temperature in Raleigh is currently 87 degrees Fahrenheit. If Raleigh is not your final destination, please stay in your seats. If Raleigh-Durham is your final destination, we thank you for traveling with us. The flight attendant spoke. The girl in the window seat smiled, anxious to get off of the plane for good. She had been traveling since 10 am tomorrow... It was strange crossing over and it being the same day. She was exhausted but excited! Mirielle Delphine Bouvier adjusted in her seat, excited to get off of the plane. Her first time in America! Oh how exciting. She wanted to explore it all this semester. New York, LA, the Grand Canyon. Honestly, she had no idea that everything was that far away from each other. She just wanted to see everything! Mirielle was originally from a town in the South of France called Marseille. Then she moved to Versailles before settling down in Paris. She had explore some of Europe before. Switzerland, Spain, England and the likes. It was normal. Like people from the United States visited other states. She was the second eldest in her family. She had an older sister, a younger brother and a younger sister. Her eldest sister had traveled to the US, New York, for a semester. She talked about the amazing experience. So naturally, Mirielle wanted to explore. Her favorite thing was traveling. It was a little stressful. Pulling her carry on luggage out, getting off of the plane, finding the baggage claim and collecting her trunks. And now to mention she had to find the family! She was a little nervous. How would the family be? Thankfully she spoke English rather well! She spoke French, English and German. She was working on Spanish. She pulled the two trunks behind her, her laptop bag and purse shouldered over her body. Mirielle was a rather beautiful young woman. She was just recently 18, very young in this country apparently. And that was another thing. No partying or drinking? She never understood the US. But they could drive much earlier... yes. Like that made sense. But not the point. She was about 5' 7 or so, a little taller than the average woman in the US. She had a fairly nice body. She had some curves on her body, but not as much as a buxom woman. She had long legs, a nice backside and a lovely pair of breasts. She had long straight milk chocolate brown hair, falling down to her mid-back. She had porcelain skin, more white than tan. And she had large hazel eyes. She looked rather innocent honestly, just like a little girl almost. She had on little makeup, just some mascara to make her lashes longer and a little lipstick. She was wearing a camel colored suede jacket, a light pink pleated skirt and a white top with studs around the collar. She had a pair of matching brown studded sandals on her feet. She pulled the trunks behind her, heading down the escalator towards the lobby outside of checkpoint. That is where she was supposed to meet the Blaze family. She felt her heart beating faster.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

The Blaze family was waiting at the lobby. An older man, the father, Richard Blaze, was holding a sign with the name Bouvier on it in big bold letters. Richard was a 45 year old man, with flame red hair slicked back on his head. He had dark brown eyes, and a black business suit. The mother, Rebecca, or Becca, was a gorgeous 43 year old woman, with striking black hair, and bright ice blue eyes. She wore a nice red dress that extended to her knees. She had a stunning smile, and she was holding Richard's hand. Next to them was a young 18 year old man. Jake Blaze. He was a healthy looking boy, with his father's red hair and his mother's blue eyes. He wore a more casual outfit. His jeans, white sneakers, red t shirt, and his trademark black leather jacket. He saw a gorgeous woman walking into the lobby. He looked at his father. Dad, I think that's her! He said smiling. I believe you're right. Richard smiled.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Mirielle watched as people around her ran and hugged their loved ones. Some family members, some spouses and such. It was very nice to see. Her eyes looked to the people holding up signs. Smith, Jones, Ross, Chang. Nothing for her. Through the university, they had given the family a picture of her. And well, she wasn't that hard to find on facebook either. She looked to the last sign. Her last name. She smiled and headed over towards them. She stopped in front of them, looking at the nice family. Bounjour! She replied brightly. My name is Mirielle. Are you the Blaze family? She asked, her accent very thick. She hoped they were the right people! It would be embarrassing otherwise.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

The family smiled. Richard extended his hand in greeting. Bonjour, Madame Mirielle. He said eloquently in French. I am Richard Blaze. This is my wife, Rebecca... Rebecca smiled and waved a hand. Hello. And this is our beloved son, Jacob. Oh, but he likes to be called Jake. It embarrasses him to be called Jacob. Daaad! Jake groaned. But his face lit up. So you're Mirielle? Wow....you're.....quite cute... He said bashfully. Richard laughed. Excuse him. He gets flustered when complimenting women. He said. He waved a man in a suit over, said man took Mirielle's bags. Come, miss Mirielle. Our limousine awaits. Richard said.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Mirielle smiled and shook his hand gently. Nice to meet you Mr. Blaze, Mrs. Blaze.. She replied to him. She then looked to Jake. And Jake... She added. She blushed gently, brushing some hair behind her ear when he complimented her. Thank you very much! She added. Before she knew it, they were taking her bags away and she followed them. Limousine? Yes...those very long cars....did this mean they were wealthy? She was unsure. She looked around, looking at the airport and trying to keep up.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

My dad is the owner of Blaze Enterprises. I think they have a branch in France? It's pretty well known world wide. He smiled. Suffice to say, we're pretty wealthy, so I KNOW you'll enjoy your stay with us. Jake said confidently. When they got out of the airport, a man opened the back door to the limousine. The family piled in, with Jake gesturing for Mirielle to follow.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Mirielle looked to Jake as he spoke. I am terribly sorry. I do not believe that I know that. What is Blaze Enterprises? She asked him gently. She noticed that he openly admitted that they were wealthy. Was that a cultural thing? She climbed into the limousine, looking around it. It was strange to have cars this big. Sure, people might have a limousine in France but that was rare. So do you have any siblings? She asked, looking to Jake.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Richard laughed. It's alright. We just started a French branch. Anyways, my company manufactures and deals in everything legal under the sun. Baby bottles, video games, printing books, everything. He explained. Jake nodded. The limo began to move as the chauffeur drove away from the airport.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Was that even possible? Mirielle had no idea. She was not well versed in such a thing. That sounds very interesting. She replied honestly to him. She noticed that Jake did not answer her question. Maybe he didn't want to speak to her. She placed her hands into her lap and looked around. North Carolina looks beautiful when I was flying in. Very green! She replied.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Crap! Sorry! Jake had been waiting for his father to finish speaking. No. I don't have any siblings. He said softly. Rebecca nodded. That's why he was so excited about someone staying with us. She explained.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Oh, no siblings? She asked inquisitively. I have and older sister and an younger brother and sister. She replied gently. So it must be strange having someone staying in your house then no?' She asked, looking to Jake. She hoped she didn't intrude on his space and make him upset! She wanted Jake to enjoy her presence.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Jake shook his head. You aren't intruding at all! If anything I'm happy to share my space with someone. I get kinda lonely.... He said before Richard chuckled.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Mirielle smiled when he spoke. Well that is great to hear! I am really looking forward to getting to know you. She replied. They had a month or so before college started. Are you excited for University? She asked, obviously excited herself.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

After an hour of chatting, the limo stopped in front of a fairly large house. we're here. The family exited the limo before helping with the luggage. Richard opened the door to the house as they headed inside. Jake, lead her to her room please. Rebecca smiled. Sure, mom. C'mon, Mirielle!
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

They chatted about certain things, mainly about her life back home. It was nice talking to them because they were so interested to learn. Once they pulled up, her mouth opened slightly. This is...your home? She whispered. They would get to see her face when she found out it was just one of their homes. She got out, going to get her bags. But apparently they driver would him them to the butler. She followed the family into the house, looking to Jake when he was supposed to show her, her room. Your home is so....vast... She replied, hoping she used that word correctly.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

It is, isn't it? Jake smiled at Mirielle. He then led her down the hall to a spare room. We decorated the room for you. Father got you a miniature Eiffel Tower to remind you of home. He smiled and opened the door into her well furnished room.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

How do you get used to it? Did you get lost at first? She asked. She might need a map of the place! Was his room near hers in case she needed anything? She followed him, keeping a few steps behind him at all times. Oh that was very nice but really not necessary. I hope you didn't not go out of your way too much... She explained. But the decorations told a different story. She felt like she was in Coco Chanel's apartment in the middle of Paris. It was beautiful. On est beau! She replied in French. It meant it is beautiful.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Jake smiled. My dad ALWAYS goes out of his way to make guests comfortable. He then looked up at her. So you like it? He then spoke up again. If you have trouble just come find me. I'm right across from you. He said happily.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Well it is amazing. I certainly feel like I am back in Paris....of course when I look out the window... She said, going over and looking down. I see a nice backyard with lots of trees and a pool! She added with a smile before turning back to him. I love it. Tell your father that I am very pleased. She replied. Oh, so you are across the hall. That is good! She said, the butler dropping off her trunks. I can't wait to see more of The United States! She added, obviously very perky. She was just excited.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Jake smiled. Great! My dad feels so much better when people are pleased. He then looked at her. Well, can I show you around the house? He asked. Or would you like to get unpacked and settled first? He asked politely.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Well he did a fantastic job. She replied. She then looked to her trunks and then to him. A tour sounds nice! She replied to him, brushing some hair back behind her ear again. So...you will lead the way? She said, taking a step closer to him with a gentle smile.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Jake smiled, but blushed lightly when she stepped closer. Y-Yeah. Okay. I'll show you around. He then led her to see the many rooms, finally ending with the man cave That he and his father often hung out together in. There were three different TVs. One for Nintendo systems, one for Sony, and another for Microsoft. The were also miscellaneous workout equipments in the room as well. Pretty cool, right? He asked. I'm quite proud of my video game collection. He said happily.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Mirielle smiled gently and followed him. There was many rooms, many bathrooms. 3 living rooms. Well one was a den, one was formal and the other was just a normal living room. The kitchen with a breakfast nook, a formal dining area. The kitchen was state of the art and massive with separate place for catering. And finally they ended in the basement with a man cave and game room. Billiards, darts, a massive built in bar, a media room and then all of the things for the video games. Wow.... She whispered, looking around. Video games? She asked with her head tilted. Oh yes, like the kind her brother played. Like the ones with that little...Italian plumber is it? She asked him. Do plumbers here dress in overalls and have mustaches? She asked him, a little clueless.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Upon hearing her clueless remark, Jake laughed cheerfully. No. That's what's so endearing about Mario. No one looks exactly like him. Besides, he's a Japanese created character. You mean to tell me you don't play? Well I'll try and fix that! You'll be at least mildly interested at the end of our university career. He said happily. But what do you tend to do for fun? I think we forgot to ask that during the ride. He sat down and patted the seat next to him. There was something about Mirielle that....charmed him. That made his heart flutter.
Thread: Her Parisian Charm (Charliesweb7 & BassEXE)

Mirielle blushed a bit. Well maybe she should have listened to her little brother more. I have played once or twice with my little brother...but I always lose and he gloats. It is not the most....entertaining thing to do. She said, moving over and lightly sitting down on the couch next to him. I love to dance. And I am in theater... She replied. I have also been playing Tennis for a long time. I think I am quite good at it. She told him. She really did love a lot of things. She was a well rounded girl. I like to paint and draw but I am not very good at it. She explained, crossing her legs and resting her hands on her knee. What about you? She asked, looking back to him.
Thread: PM bug?

Hey, wanted to ask the forums about my issue. It seens that whenever I try to send a message, the Send Message button, or any button for that matter near the bottom of the text box, don't work. The thing is, I post by mobile and computer, and have never had a problem before this. Any help?
Thread: PM bug?

Try clearing cookiescache and restarting your browser? That is rather odd...
Thread: PM bug?

Okay...that actually fixed itself. That was really strange...thanks for the help anyway.
Thread: Anything Goes Ninjutsu (Moon Struck Fox and Myself)

Ow... Ranma groaned out eloquently. He was aching all over. Being launched out of a circus cannon could do that to a person, he supposed. And the tree branch he had crashed through head first probably explained the massive head ache too. Which was odd, considering that there hadn't been any trees in the area when he had entered the circus ground. Stupid Mousse and his circus shtick. Ranma couldn't help but think it appropriate though. The guy was kind of a freak. Still, he was almost impressed. The guy had been a lot more devious this time around, distracting him well enough so that Kuno of all people was able to sneak up on him. Ah yeah, that explained it then. Mousse had probably paid Nabiki to come up with the plan. He had wondered when one of his rivals would wise up to that option. Ranma, being as awesome as he was of course, was able to sense the attack from behind at the last second and evade the blow. Unfortunately, that had given Mousse the opening he needed to to catch him with the chain he had slung out from the sleeve of his voluminous robe, wrapping him up tightly. Stupid Hidden Weapons technique. Surprisingly, he hadn't been able to simply shatter his bonds. He figured that had something to do wit the the glowing glyphs all over them. Stupid Amazon magic. Aww, what the hell? he remembered complaining before Mousse had begun dragging him to the aforementioned cannon. Of course, the idiot couldn't help but gloat as he did. I'll finally be rid of you, Saotome. These chains will put an end to your womanizing ways. Now nothing will stand between me and my darling Shampoo! Mousse had ranted, the typical spiel really. This ought to get you moving up to at least 88 miles an hour, dont you think? the idiot had asked before pausing contemplatively. Now that I think about it, that's kind of an odd way to activate magical runes... he mused before shaking it off. Well, whatever. All that matters is you will be gone forever! Despite all his struggling, Mousse was eventually able to load him into the cannon successfully. He didn't remember much after that. As, Ranma's reminiscence came to an end, he was finally feeling brave enough to open his eyes. As expected, the increase in light sent a twinge of pain lancing through his skull. He quickly pushed it aside however, as a new rush of adrenaline flowed through him. His entire field of vision was taken up by a man's face gazing down at him with a slightly curious expression showing through the mask he wore despite the fact that it covered everything with the exception of a single eye. He must have been really out of it to let someone sneak up on him like that. Hey, the white haired man deadpanned in greeting. And you are...?
Thread: Anything Goes Ninjutsu (Moon Struck Fox and Myself)

Ranma groaned as he heard a feminine voice yelling behind the white haired man. This one hadn't even waited till he said something stupid to get pissed at him. He couldn't really hear what she was saying through the ringing in his ears, but it probably didn't matter. It was most likely something his pops had done to screw the girl and now she was out for revenge, yadda yadda yadda. He was just waiting for her to take a swing at him with some kind of heavy, blunt object. That was the way these things usually played out. Which was why he was caught off guard with the handcuffs. That usually had a completely different build up than this. He was too busy contemplating this new development to resist being hauled to his feet. Even the brief bit of vertigo that washed over him as he got to his feet only distracted him for a moment. At least the chick had called down now. The conversation was almost intelligible to him. He just barely managed to catch the tail end of her rant. A concussion? Nah, this was nothing. Well, maybe not nothing he thought as he stumbled slightly. OK so maybe he had a little bit of a concussion. Hell he'd probably have been close to fighting shape if it weren't for these damn cuffs. They were messing with his ki somehow. Blocking it from flowing properly. Giving them an experimental tug, he verified that they were, indeed sapping his strength. Looking down at them, he noticed another problem. His trademark red and black silk tangs had been singed pretty badly, even had holes burned in them in places. The resulting exasperated head slump hid his deep blue eyes from view behind a mop of black bangs and even his signature pigtail seemed to droop a little. What the hell? he demanded suddenly, sounding more than a little annoyed as his head snapped back up to glare at the woman and his posture went slightly rigid. It looked like all the world as if he might attack despite the cuffs. Of course, it was all just an act. He definitely had no intention of attacking just yet. The shout, while maybe a touch cathartic, was mostly to draw attention to his face and the change in posture mean to conceal the fact that he was drawing a small piece of metal out of the bracer on his wrist. Unfortunately while growing up with his pop, he had wound up getting a lot of practice slipping out of handcuffs, so he usually came prepared these days. Hey, hey, the white haired guy interrupted placatingly, causing Ranma to wonder briefly if the man had seen his little slight of hand. Why so angry, Kinchan? he asked in a soothing voice. Somehow, despite the lazy tone though, he gave the words a teasing quality. Ranma picked up on it almost immediately. He had used it often enough, if not quite as subtley as this man was at the moment. He was playfully goading the woman.
Thread: Anything Goes Ninjutsu (Moon Struck Fox and Myself)

Kin rolled her eyes a little and huffed a little as she realized the stranger wasn't understanding a single word that she was saying. a very bad concussion then. well he'd get himself healed up at the hospital and then they could question him. Don't tug on you're cuffs! she ordered, glaring at Ranma and flicking his nose with her finger in a rather mocking manner turning to speak to Kakashi before jumping as the boy shouted and she paused to blink at him for a long moment, examining him intently before scowling a little. ...he's definitely touched in the head... she muttered with a shake of her head. completely insane... why can't ANY male ninja be sane!? she demanded, glaring at Kakashi as she said this. Shut up Kakashi! she growled, offering him another glare. out of all the ninja in the village, Kakashi was only one of three that knew her... secrete. Anko and the Kage knew as well of course. how could they not with how they had trained together? Kakashi's expression after finding out had been very, very amusing. i'm not angry! i'm ANNOYED! i was so CLOSE to kicking your ass Kakashi! Kin complained, scowling. and i'm sick of you reading that disgusting book! she complained. she had NEVER forgiven Jiriya for copping a feel of her ass... at least he'd never tried it again. come on then. Kin ordered, giving Ranma a nudge forward. lets get you to the Hospital. she ordered simply. and we won't resort to torture... not yet anyway. she admitted with a smirk. so long as you answer honestly, and aren't here to cause problems, you'll probobly be released from the cuffs by tonight. she admitted simply. speaking of which, do you know you're name? she asked, wondering just how bad his concussion was. really, she HAD trained with Anko, she knew how to handle things like this. you find out who they are, their age, and where they are from before they can find the mental capacity to try to lie. and where are you from? and if you tell me you came from the clouds, i'm going to smack you, concussion or not.