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Thread: My Soul to Take

The butler nodded slowly, Yes you are in a sense, but senseless nudity is exactly what it is senseless. Vetis murmured quietly, But you need not worry, you only have one butler now and it is my job to learn your body from head to toe so I may do my job properly. Vetis pulled his hands from the water and looked down at Alaister. Wiping his hands off on a towel, Vetis stood up calmly, For a child who lives alone, Im shocked you dont have many friends to keep you busy. Bowing his head slowly as Vetis pulled his gloves back on, the male looked down calmly, It is my business. He hummed quietly, As your personal butler, anything you do is my business so I can be tailored to your needs. Now, if you dont come out now youre going to prune. Vetix warned the boy calmly. Grabbing a fluffy white towel, Vetis folded it around his hands calmly and urged the boy to come out. The butler found the boys answers peculiar, but also found them amusing. He wasnt close to his mother, or his friends which was good in trying to pull the boy away from the life he was currently living. Vex? A clearly female voice spoke calmly outside of the door, and Vetis only gave a small grunt in response. Are you busy? The Lady wishes to be driven somewhere, and we cant find the driver, do you know where he is? May I come in-? No. Vetis answer was firmly, It has been raised to my attention that the Ladys son requires and requests a personal butler. The male stated, Your assistance with him will not be needed, please make this known amongst the butlers and maids. And the driver? Vetis paused calmly his fingertips clenching the towel tighter now, Hes probably in Annes room, I suggest you get there quickly before both of them get fired. Anne had a promiscuous attitude it seemed perfectly obvious that any butler or worker that was under a bit too much stress should visit her. You see? Vetis murmured looking back down at Alaister, Im your personal butler, is there anything youd like me to address you by? Thanks. Im doing okay just routine check-ups to make sure my health doesnt decline even though it is. But hell, that just means I get to eat more cheeseburgers. XD
Thread: My Soul to Take

Cheeseburgers for the win lol Alaister shrank back a little as his new butler boldly stated the facts, voicing out loud that what he had been doing up until this point in his life had been senseless, and even going as far as to say that Alaister's business was his business. Nobody had ever really 'argued' with him before, and spoke back to him like that. They usually all agreed with him, even if he was horribly wrong... even his mom did that. So he wasn't sure how to act when Vex told him all of this. Without a word, he began to rise from the water as Vex urged him to do so, but then he heard the woman's voice and sank quickly back into the water and glared towards the door. He felt certain that the woman outside was going to come walking right in, which put the boy on edge, but he visibly relaxed when Vex sternly told her she was not to come in. After a moment or so, he climbed on out of the water and stepped closer to the butler and the fluffy white towel, dripping water all over the tiled floor as he did so. He couldn't describe it, but he already very much liked this butler, for one reason or another. His personality was different than any other butler he'd ever had, and he had this air to him that was both demanding and patient. Well.. He murmured, a small, hesitant smile slowly forming at the edges of his lips. You can call me Al, if you'd like. My dad used to call me that before he left us.
Thread: My Soul to Take

Vetis leaned down slightly, his lanky frame showing quite well even through his clothing as he wrapped the towel around the boys body. Al huh? He murmured softly his fingertips curling around the edges of the towel, dragging the soft cloth slowly over the boys exposed slick skin. That would be a decent name if it wasnt a name that an absentee father used. He muttered, But I will grudgingly oblige. The butler worked slowly and diligently on drying the boy starting at the boys shoulders before wrapping around Alaisters waist. What are todays plans Al? The towel was draped around Als waist and slowly went down past the boys hips. Slowly Vetis hands slithered between the boys legs taking careful care to dry the males thighs before working down his calves. I havent heard much about your father. What do you know about him? Al worked quietly before wrapping the towel firmly around Alaisters waist, tightening the towel gently. Come with me. He urged while talking opening the bathroom door. Allow me to dress you. He murmured as he led Alaister into the bedroom. Pausing slowly Vetis turned back into the bathroom and drained the tub, cleaning up the towels and the excess water that had been splashed out. Rummaging through the young males closet, Vetis pulled out a pale blue shirt, and a pair of khakis, even if Alaister was a young boy, he still always needed to look his best, and Vetis loved to see his prey dressed to their best. Would you like me to dress you? He hummed quietly as he pressed the clothing to the bed calmly. Im sorry this took so long. I should be up to speed now.
Thread: My Soul to Take

No worries! I just hope you're feeling better! Alaister frowned softly Vex pointed out that he didn't like using the nickname of his 'absentee' father, but he would nonetheless call him by it. Al didn't really see his father as being absentee, or at least he didn't see that was a bad thing. Brushing the thought aside, the boy stood still and shifted his body every now and then to make it easier for his butler to dry him off. Looking up at his butler, the boy have a light shrug of his shoulders when asked what he had planned for the day. I haven't planned anything, really. Mom said that the garden would be done today though, so I was kind of wanting to go and see it. He admitted, relaxing as the warm, plush towel embraced his flesh and gently dried him off. Once the towel was tightened about his waist, Al followed Vex from the bathroom and into his now clean bedroom, plopping down on top of his bed as the man went to clean up the bathroom. I used to know my dad pretty good.. I don't get to see him anymore, because he lives so far away and mom doesn't like him anymore. But I talk to him on the phone sometimes. He says that he has a new wife and another son, who he says is my little brother, and he wants me to meet both his son and wife some day. But I don't care about them . I care about my dad though. As Al spoke, he slid off of the bed and watched Vex rummage through his dresser for some clothes. When Vex offered to dress him the boy smiled and nodded. He was capable of dressing himself, to an extent, but he liked having Vex do stuff for him now. After all, it was Vex's job now.
Thread: My Soul to Take

Vetis smirked calmly to himself. A father that isnt around, but still tries to keep track of his son? The man hummed quietly to himself, playing dumb was an amusing game. Vetis knew all of this, it was his job, when you watched prey, you knew every aspect of their life, their family, their hobbies but he was a butler, it was his job to ask the boys interests, to take a very personal interest in his job even if he knew all the answers. Does your mother know you keep in touch with him? He kept the conversation going smoothly, there were some things he simply asked for fun he knew that Als mother and father conceived him in a night of passion there was no love only lust, which was probably why their supposed love fizzled out so quickly. I dont understand why you would still care for a man whos replaced you with a new family of his own. Vetis words were cruel but honest. The butler worked quietly, lifting the boys arms calmly as he slid them into the shirt, it seemed rather formal, but Vetis had a small urge to see the boy in some nicer clothing. It was an odd quirk about Vetis, if you dressed someone up to their fullest, it was like transforming them, turning them into something that they could be at their fullest potential and Vetis loved to see that. Holding the slacks with an almost delicate hand, Vetis tugged gently at the boys legs easing them into the pant legs with careful precision and once the boy was dressed to his liking, Vetis stood up and eyed Alaister. Not bad. Vetis fingertip rested on his upper lip in thought as he reached out smoothing the hairs on Alaisters head, Much better. He said once they were fully smoothed down, and carefully placed. Alaister reminded Vetis of a doll, so carefully dressed and all of his hair neatly in place, surely if Vetis could and he could, but self-control stopped himhe wouldve taken the boy right then and there, but he had to be patient when he was patient, all of it turned out ten times better than he couldve ever imagined. The waiting always made the taking so much more pleasurable. Shall we go see the garden? I have to say though, I am new here, would you care to show me the way, and allow me to escort you? Vetis spoke calmly before eying the door. Slowly he approached it and opened it for Alaister to lead the way to the garden. I havent seen the backyard either, Im sure itd be quite enjoyable.
Thread: My Soul to Take

Vex's words stirred up a light blush as he became slightly embarrassed due to the man so bluntly pointing out that he didn't understand how Al could still care for his father even though his father had abandoned him. He hasn't replaced me... Al muttered, unable to think of anything else to say that wouldn't result in him yelling at the butler for saying something so heartless. Doing his best to shrug it off and end the conversation, Alaister shifted his body as best he could to make the butler's job of dressing him easier. He didn't really understand why he had to wear such fancy clothing when he wasn't going anywhere important, but he shrugged that off as well and just let his butler have his fun. Once dressed, he was about to head to the door when the butler stopped him and began to pat down his messy hair. Letting out a childish, frustrated sigh, the blond boy waited until Vex was finally done before quickly stepping out of the room before the butler could think of something else to do to him. He sure did feel like a doll even his mom never took such measures to make Al look good. She usually let him wear what he wanted. You know that these fancy clothes are just going to get dirty anyways, right? Any my hair is going to get messy? We're going outside, after all, and the yard is still a mess. He pointed out while concealing a tiny grin as he lead the way out the back door and into the massive back yard. A light breeze hit them, carrying the scent of fresh grass and mud, as the yard was still under construction. It was getting to the point where it was almost done... maybe a few hours longer. But there were small mounds of dirt here and there and piles of weeds randomly placed about as well as clippings from the trees and bushes that needed to be picked up. Despite the weed piles and hedge clippings, the yard was beautiful. There was a marble fountain centered in the yard, surrounded by rose bushes and other flowers. The roses were white and red, but there was a single yellow rose in the mix. Curious, Al headed to the fountain and to the rose, staring at it a moment before reaching down and grabbing it. Having never picked a rose before, though, he was unaware of the thorns, and the sharp buds sank into his tender flesh causing him to draw his hand back and instantly press his blooded finger into his mouth. Her green eyes narrowed at the flower, then he looked up at Vex whom he had been expecting to follow him. I want that flower. He stated simply, finger still in mouth, his spoiled attitude finally beginning to show now that he was irritated.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

The Week Before Chicken broth and scrambled eggs. Every morning without fail, the same thing. Della sighed, listening to the muffled sounds of the newscast emanating from the television in the living room the room that had become her mother's bedroom over the last few weeks. The pan sizzled as she moved it onto a cool burner, and turned to grab the plate she had set aside. Once her mother's breakfast was on the tray, she brought it into the room, setting it onto the bedside table gently. Mother? Glazed eyes turned to look at her, and Della felt a small pang of sadness in the pit of her stomach. Quiet, dear. I'm watching my stories. You need to eat, mother. Della's voice was soft, but then it usually was. Jessica Harrison had always been a domineering personality, and Della had always seemed to wilt under her gaze. She opened a straw for the glass of water on the tray, and then brought the glass to her mother's mouth. Drink. We don't want you getting dehydrated again. Reluctantly, her mother sipped at the water. She pushed away the food when offered, and Della felt that sadness turning sour. Just then, the door to their small apartment opened. Della looked up. The nurse is here, Mother. I'll be back by two. The latter was directed more toward the nurse than Jessica. Della slipped on her coat and scarf, grabbing her wallet, keys, and name badge before heading out the door and down the stairs into the cold winter air. It was a sad time in her life when working as the stock girl in a convenience store could be considered an escape.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

Alex was at the graveyard, she was wearing her usual clothes her black tank top, black jeans her black high heals and a long grey jacket that kept the cold from reaching her body. Outside was winter the wind was blowing very fast and snow was starting to rain. Alex was in front of her baby daughter grave, she was on knees standing there and looking at her grave holding a white rose in her right arm, a tear dropped from one of her eyes as she stood in front of the grave and putted the rose in front of it. Their family had their own place in the graveyard that was separated from the other graves, their were three graves in that section her mother, her father, and her daughter's grave, as she turned away starting to walk to her motorcycle she dropped another tear without looking back. Alex stood in front of her motorcycle as she moved her medium long brown hair that was in front of her green eyes, she grabbed the black helmet that was on the back of the motorcycle and putted it on. Alex sat on the motorcycle and she started driving to her home.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

Della had spent a great deal of her New Years Eve 'celebrations' alone, with the rare exception of her father's presence, so sitting alone in her apartment with a mug of lukewarm coffee wasn't an entirely new experience. Except, of course, for the fact that instead of watching the ball drop on the news, Della was staring at something horrifying. Grainy video of rioters beating each other bloody intermingled with patients dying in hospital beds. Della took a mechanical sip of her coffee. It was cold. Her mother was in the hospital. If the sickness spreading throughout the city didn't kill her, the flu she'd contracted might. And if not that, then the cancer would kill her anyway. It was all just a matter of time, Della knew, for all of them. And still, there was an animalistic clawing inside of her, survival instinct beginning to kick in. She didn't even have anything to live for, really, but she wanted to live. Her coffee fell to the floor, forgotten, as she rose from the couch and hurried to her bedroom to pack essentials. If the military was starting barricades, something worse was sure to follow. Della hadn't a clue where she might go, only the drive to get out of New York. Sorry for late posting, myself I just started a new job, and trainingscheduling is kind of sporadic right now.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

guys sorry for not posting, and i wont be online for the next 3-4 days i have some work and i cant be here, sorry sorry sorry just continue without me and ill post when i can.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

Alright, I'm gonna just post some stuff. I realize I've kind of just jumped to the quarantine, but it didn't seem to me like there was far to go after the 3 day mark but maybe that's just me?. Anyway. Here's hoping you guys like it. Quarantine Day One Della tried not to breathe. The sound of solitary footsteps were astonishingly loud in the grocery store she'd taken refuge in, while outside the sounds of death could be heard gunfire, screaming, mayhem. Clutching her father's old pocket knife, she let out a slow, quivering breath through her nostrils. She could feel a bead of sweat tracing a path down the center of her back, and she longed to scratch it. But she didn't dare move. The footsteps stopped for a moment, the sound of rumpled plastic, and then nothing. Della waited. And waited. Finally, she couldn't stand the waiting any longer. Slowly, she turned to look around the corner of the shelf into the next aisle.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

January 3rd, 2014 Day One of the New York Quarantine 1148 AM Michael sighed, his grip on his rifle tight as he wandered the alleyway next to what seemed to be a grocery store. Once the quarantine hit mere hours ago, shit hit the fan. And it flew everywhere . He himself had witnessed the killing of his neighbors, those who had been deemed infected. That was when he knew it was time to bug out. He had killed several soldiers already, Army and PMC mixed together with NBC issue gas masks. He took their stuff, and even considered taking a PMC's ballistic vest until he came under fire. But now here he was, about to enter a grocery store that probably had a platoon and a row of bodies. He turned the corner, and saw that it wasn't a whole platoon. Nope, just one PMC looting the dead. Disgusting. Michael slung his rifle onto his back and pulled out his pistol and his pocket knife, ready to kill this guy. Until a girl came around a corner. The PMC swore, and raised his rifle to her. Michael aimed and pulled the trigger once, putting a round through the guy's head. The guy dropped, and the doctor walked over, holstering his pistol and searching the body for anything useful. He looked up, seeing the girl there with a pocket knife. Hey, you alright?
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

Della looked up at the man. Using the shelf, she hauled herself up from her position on the floor, careful to step over the PMC's dead body and avoid the blood pooling around his head. I, uh... I-I'm fine. She looked at him warily, still gripping her knife tightly in her hand. Thanks. He had saved her life, but Della had found it difficult enough to trust people before all this mess. She moved into the next aisle, trying to hide a slight limp on her left side, and made her way to the store's small first-aid section. She found that quite a bit had been looted, so she took what was left some compression bandages, gauze, and a bottle of isopropyl alcohol, putting them in her bag and adjusting the strap over her shoulder.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

I, uh... I-I'm fine. Thanks. Michael nodded, and watched her limp over to the first aid section. The second of the isles to be looted, after food. He returned to looting the corpse of the PMC and took the man's pistol holster and his pistol, a Glock 17. He didn't have much use for it, but the girl probably did. Michael turned the PMC over, looking at his uniform. This vest was too small for him. Damn. One size fits all his ass! Michael sighed, taking the vest off the PMC. It'd protect the girl, though. He took the magazine pouches off the vest and used the MOLLE weave on the pistol holster to attach it to the vest. There, easy access. Hey, girl! He yelled, sighing. He really should learn her name. He threw the vest with the gun in the holster on top of the isle divider. Take these, they'll help you out. Strength in numbers was important right now. He walked around, after taking the guy's pouches, and the magazine pouches on the PMC's belt, looking at the girl shove things into her bag. He noticed her leg. Hey, lemme take a look at your leg, He said, walking towards her. He pulled out a pair of blue surgical gloves to replace the pair he had. I'm a doctor, so don't worry. I haven't abandoned the Hypocratic Oath yet, He chuckled as he pulled up a pair of chairs, one for him to sit on as he dug through his bag for a flashlight.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

Della cautiously took the vest, slipping it on quietly. Even if he was just offering in order to get something out of her later, she'd take it. Though she didn't really know how to use the gun, just having it on her made her feel safer. She backed away a bit as he stepped toward her, her hand tense around her father's old army knife. He was a doctor? She looked him up and down, watching as he pulled on some gloves. Moving slowly, she sat in the chair opposite him. Her eyes catalogued his features. If he tried anything, she had her knife. She only knew the basics of first aid having a doctor with her could prove useful. I'm- uhm... D-Della. She cleared her throat. My name's Della.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

Michael smiled as the girl sat down, taking hold of her leg and bringing it up for him to see. I'm- uhm... D-Della. Hmm? Michael asked, rolling up her pant leg. My name's Della. Michael nodded towards her. Michael, Doctor Michael McBride. I'd shake your hand, but I do believe I need to fix your leg, He shone the light on her leg, looking for anything suspicious. Has anything happened to your leg? You bash it against something, fall from a great height, kick a PMC in the face? He looked up and raised an eyebrow. And you don't know how to use the gun I gave you, do you?
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

I, uh... I tripped. She held back a wince as he examined her leg, remembering the man who had tried to drag her by her hair into a back alley among the chaos. Her knife still held a bit of dried blood on the handle, though it was difficult to differentiate from the dark hilt. And she had tripped... as she was running away from the man making gurgling sounds as he bled out in the alley. If you get a chance, go for the throat , her dad had told her. And you don't know how to use the gun I gave you, do you? Her eyes refocused on Michael, a slight smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Nope.
Thread: The Plague: Pre & Post-Apocalypse Roleplay

I, uh... I tripped. Michael laughed at that. Yeah, sure ya did, He clamped his mouth around his flashlight, one of his hands holding her ankle, and the other holding her knee. This shouldn't hurt too much, Michael said, pulling the leg down. He heard a faint pop, and smiled, releasing Della's leg. There, it should feel better. You jammed both your knee and your ankle when you 'tripped', rotating your fibula a bit. A quick pull, and you're good as new, Putting his flashlight away, he zipped up his bag and looked at Della. Nope. Michael nodded. That's what I thought. What you have there is a Glock 17, a nine by nineteen millimeter, so it shouldn't give off too much kick. The safety is in the trigger, so all you have to do is aim and shoot. But don't close your eyes while firing, and keep your finger off the trigger when you aren't, like this, Michael pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the wall, his finger off and above the trigger guard. He holstered his Beretta and picked up the Glock clips he took from the Contractor and handed them to Della. I can't use these, so you might as well put them to use. Slide them on your belt so you can access them easily. Michael sighed, before looking back outside the store. We need to move soon, they'll realize that their guy hasn't reported in.
Thread: Searching for a Roleplay {M x F}

Bumped up, still looking. Will also do IM roleplays as well.
Thread: Searching for a Roleplay {M x F}

Would you like to do the College Roommates one? I prefer through pm and post about the same as you do though my intro isn't all that great. ..