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Thread: an intricate story || bear & hufflethepuff

RE An Intricate Story Bear Hufflethepuff He recoiled both from the venom in her voice, as well as her anger. It had been a very long time since he had seen such anger from her but even then he understood her reaction. I may be her pet He practically spat the words out, there was no use denying it. But you are He stopped, trying to figure out the next words he wanted to use. Running his fingers through his hair he rocked backwards, allowing him to sit on the floor, You are you. Use of English was never his strong point, especially when it came to issues involving his own emotions, I dont know how it will bloody go! I wont let anything happen to you. He snarled, looking down as shame from reaction washed over him, I love you, Juni. I love myour son yes, I am her pet. But I love you. I will not let anything happen to you. Letting out a sigh of frustration he looked up to her, watching as the various emotions flowed through the woman. No, not yet a woman, a girl, still, in front of him. Things were beginning to get tough, and the frustration was quickly dissipating the happiness of the announcement of his son. He had no choice, he had no other options, and just like most of what he had done in the past he took a risk. I will take an unbreakable vow if it shows you just how serious I am.
Thread: an intricate story || bear & hufflethepuff

RE An Intricate Story Bear Hufflethepuff Much as she was dissolving, her anger had dissolved him from the collected and cold man he typically was into someone that sat in the floor and really contemplated where they were to go from here. There weren't many options for them considering the situation and she knew that she was in between a rock and a hard place. She would have to save Harry by walking a fine line because otherwise... She could possibly lose him and her child by the same whirlwind that was Bellatrix Lestrange. But Rodolphus' offer couldn't be refused, and her swirling panic settled in the dust as she heard the words. The vow? She had never seen it done but she had heard of thte magic that was more powerful than anything else. Her eyes moved to meet his and she felt her body cold on the inside, because she knew without a shadow of a doubt that he meant what he said now. I... Yes. I want you to vow to me that you will protect our child. She said, the word 'our' tasting like ash in her mouth and falling limply off her tongue. Not his child. It couldn't be. It would be too much. It had to be Harry's. But she couldn't dare risk that. Her hand moved out to stand between them, an offer that he could still refuse. Vow it.
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

So lets get started, the teacher began running a hand through his shaggy blue hair while the other hand began to write upon the chalk board. Five years ago, the United Board of Education was formed by the world's major superpowers to create new means of providing proper education to the masses, among these was the creation of a number of privatized academies different from ones before... his tone was dull and timid. Void of emotion or interest that his students were clearly mimicking. Our beloved Honnuji Academy is one such place. Founded by the six members of the Student Council that reside over the city they ensure its protection against opposing schools that threaten our way of life. he continued before turning to his sea of students. Ms. Ash? Could you tell me what has made Honnuji able to survive against enemy schools? he asked
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

Nevada Marie Ash - Blah, blah, blah Every word falling upon their ears is boring, dull empty, too. Nevadas not paying any attention to the lecture, same as everybody else. Theres no reason to. If theres a quiz on this, theyll ace it. Dark brown gazing out through the nearest window, Nevada let her thoughts wander, her chin resting in the palm of a hand. Threads of hair, shades darker, fell forward, the tips tickling the curve of her cheek and jaw. Out of old habit than annoyance, her other hand came up to deal with the problem, tucking all the rebellious pieces behind an ear. Ms. Ash? Could you tell me what has made Honnouji able to survive against enemy schools? Uh oh. Busted. Maybe not? Nevada shifted her gaze over, light reflecting and refracting off their depths. Honnouji Academy can survive against other schools because of our Goku Uniforms, she drawled, indicating their uniforms by tugging on the lapels of her own. The Three-Stars fight off anybody that threatens the school, she went on explaining, not that it really matters. Of course shes got the answer right.
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

That is correct Ms. Ash. Mr. Mikisugi replied writing the words 'Goku Uniforms' down on the board. It was through these uniforms Honnuji has become a prominent force in the battles waged against the academies across the planet. With today itself marking the four year anniversary of our great school's founding. BUZZ 'Hey Nevada, something came up. Do you mind taking my shift tonight for the party? I'll fill in whenever you want. ' the text her vibrating phone notified her of pertained to a rather unique job Nevada held. As a student to Honnuji Academy, it wasn't uncommon for one to check the local community boards darting across the hallways. Filled with a plethora of opportunities for lesser ranked students to partake in for cash, it wasn't uncommon to see some to be aiding One, Two, and even Three-Star students. Especially if you were an attractive young woman such as Nevada Ash, and had caught the eye of the sole Four-Star student in the entire academy. Vice Student President Alexander Avery, right-hand man to Lady Satsuki herself and considered by some the king of the school. Despite being American born in Japan, he bore an unnatural sense of charisma that had aided the 'queen' in the four years they had been together. With some even speculating they were more than just comrades.. Rumors that were countered by the obvious playboy habits Alexander possessed, especially if you was an employee serving as one of his maids. It wasn't uncommon if you were an attractive young woman sixteen and up, in need of cash, and had time after school Alexander may hire you to come work to maintain his estate. If you passed his interview process you would be dressed up in a provocative and risqu maid uniform and perform a number of cleaning duties around the home. With tonight being the anniversary of Honnuji Academy's founding, Alexander was throwing a private party and was requiring most of his staff on site to help prepare for the evening events. Which means Nevada would have to decide if she was willing to take over this shift for the party tonight. In front of many eyes...most of which already knew of her position but had yet to see her in such a scantily claded state.
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

Hip hip hooray. Nevada managed to answer a question correctly. Mentally rolling her eyes at the idiocy of it all, it required every ounce of control not to sigh and plop her chin into the palm of a hand. Seriously? It wasnt even all that hard. An eight-year old couldve answered it, no problem. Then again, it could just be his expectations are that low How sad. A vibration nearly caused the girl to jump out of her skin. What the-? I thought I had my phone turned off, Nevada thought, digging the damn thing out of her pocket. Its a good thing Mr. Mikisugi doesnt really give two shits about what goes on in his classroom, otherwise shed be in a world of trouble. Nevada read the text message, just to groan in the back of her throat. Seriously? Is her luck that bad? Fantastic! Placing her chin in the palm of a hand, Nevada glared at her phone or more accurately, the message. Its not like she has any plans for tonight but shed love to actually enjoy a quiet evening at home. Yeah, right. As if shes ever had a night of peace and tranquility. If it aint one thing, its something else. Nevada let out a long, exasperated sigh. As an attractive girl in desperate need of money, Nevada applied to be one of the infamous Alexander Averys maids ages ago and managed to snag the job. Its easy work, too. All shes gotta do is throw on a provocative -or in her opinion, skimpy- little number and parade around, cleaning whatever needs cleaning. No big deal. The money is good, too. One brown eye closed, the girls lips puckering a little. If she was being honest with herself shed admit that, deep down, she kinda liked being put on display. The Honnouji Academy uniforms are less than flattering and hell, every girl likes feeling sexy. Nevadas no different. You owe me, Nevada grumbled under her breath, typing the words into her phone. Big time. Her decision made, Nevada kicked up her legs, closing her eyes and just waiting for the hours to fly by. If only she had the ability to manipulate it, somehow... Tonight is the anniversary of Honnouji Academys founding, apparently. Its going to be pretty epic. It requires most of the staff to be on site, in order to help prepare. More than likely, Nevada will have to prance around in next to nothing and in front of the top ten percent of the student body. Great! Most already knew that shes one of Alexanders maids, but nobodys actually gotten the chance to see her at work so this is going to be interesting?
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

Eventually the school bells rang, and the students were quick to free themselves from their daily imprisonment within the school system. With the party beginning at six pm though, Nevada had little time to waste if she was going to help the rest of the staff prepare for Alexander's big celebration. Fortunately Alexander's home was situated on the level beneath Honnuji Academy, due to his own placement within the hierarchy of the school's ranking system. A manor roughly the size of Honnuji itself carved out of white marble, the home was a shining example of the influence the man carried throughout the city. However despite this, the home would appear to be rather empty. Sure partygoers came and went when the mood arrived, but besides the staff itself...it was rare for guests to arrive to see the young man. In fact even then it would be rare for some of the maids themselves to see Alexander move about. The most common to see Alexander was the head maid Reya, a long time friend who was commonly seen by his side ever since he arrived to help build the academy. Besides her, the best way to get a glimpse of the master of the house was to be tasked with cleaning the west wing, where he commonly worked in his study or slept. In the east wing, was the dressing room and showers that provided for the maids to clean up before dressing for their job. As Nevada would be finishing up her own shower and getting dressed, Reya would be entering the room. With most already present it provided the ample opportunity to address the others, on their duties for the evening. If Alexander was their boss, then in comparison Reya was the manager in charge of ensuring the daily running of their employees. A task she endeavored to perform at the peak of her abilities, taking great care to treat the other girls as kind as possible like a den mother, willing to help them with whatever needed. Heels clacking against the floor as she was dressed in the same risqu outfit as the others, the blonde haired girl smiled as she called for the others attention. Good evening, girls. I hope all of you are well and ready to work. We have a lot that needs to be done before the party, task have been divided up between each of you and posted on the board. Please be on your best behavior, the master wants to make sure things go smoothly tonight. she said with a smile. Upon this board Nevada would find her own duties for the evening. West Wing, help Alexander prepare for tonight.
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

Reya was speaking with another of the maids when Nevada approached perplexed over her duties for the evening. Politely excusing herself from the other girl, the blonde's eyes glanced at the board for a moment before a knowing look crossed her face in realization. While not personally knowing Nevada, Reya was informed of her professionally. Wasn't positively received with her fellow maids, yet a diligent worker none the less. Fingers tapping against her hip, Reya shook her head as she bit her lip while she paused for a moment to explain the situation. Despite being the senior maid, she had known Alexander personally since before either of them arrived from the United States. Unarguably, the only person who could possibly understand how the mind of the Vice Student President truly functioned at times. Ah, you were never assigned the West Wing before right? Reya asked before nodding in understanding. Its quite alright, the details for that assignment are always left vague. Its normally left to speculation as to what state he's in, when preparing for a party. He could be anywhere from asleep to already dressing himself. Its why we task one maid to help get him ready. To be blunt, if he's awake but not yet dressed, help him assemble an outfit, and iron it out. If he's not even awake... Reya smirked as she looked around before leaning in to whisper. Get creative in waking him up. I'll take the fall, if he gets mad. she grinned before pulling back with a wink. The West Wing of the mansion was like the polar opposite in comparison to the east. Where one was populated with staff reguarly pasing through, the other was empty and quiet. Making one think it would be deserted if it weren't for the sounds of footsteps, music, and the private lounge where the master of the house dwell. In the lounge, Nevada would find Alexander casually sitting upon the sectional couch while watching an old american movie. One difficult to understand to most of the natives who only spoke Japanese. Something about a masked swashbuckling bandit in black calling himself Zorro.... Come in. Alexander spoke, popping a piece of popcorn in his mouth as he was still dressed in the fatigue pants of his uniform along with the white button up shirt. Barefooted with the collar buttons to his shirt popped loose, the young man was by far not ready for any form of party in just a few hours. At the sight of Nevada did he sigh. Reya? he simply asked knowing this was said girl's way of telling him to start getting ready.
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

Nevada waited rather patiently for an answer to come, despite the fact that shes never been gifted in that area. Alright, so she has to resist tapping her foot but she managed, so thats gotta count for something, right? Ah, yeah, Nevada blurted out, even dipping her head in a quick nod. Ive never been. Uh oh. Is that bad? Dark brown eyes blinked as Reya went into detail about the job, different emotions flickering through their depths. It was impossible to pick apart one and give it a name. Perplexed, Nevada jerked her head up once Reya leaned in only to laugh at the whisper. Automatically covering her mouth, Nevada stole a glance at the other maids. Really? I can get creative? she just had to ask, already imagining the different ways she could wake up the illustrious Alexander. Itd be way too much fun! Is there any way she can get her hands on a bucket of water before strolling in? Nah, probably not. Alright. I understand, now. Thanks for the explanation, Nevada told the other woman, deciding that she might as well head on out. From the sounds of it, Alexander isnt exactly the most oh, whats the word for it? Oh well. Its not like it matters. Nevada looked about the West Wing as she descended the grand staircase, in awe of the gold filigree, the columns of white marble depicting images that she cant quite make out, and the line of portraits on the wall. Its kinda eerie, though. The East Wing is always noisy, or at the very least busy, but the West is the exact opposite. Theres not a soul in sight. If it wasnt for the fact that she can hear music, shed say this part of the manor is deserted. Peeking her head into the lounge, Nevada was almost disappointed to find him awake. In fact, hes enjoying a movie in English? Nevada frowned, only picking out words here and there. Much as she hates to admit it, English so happens to be one of her worst subjects. Come in, she heard him say, in the most nonchalant way possible, and so she stepped in and tucked her hands behind her back. Nevada didnt bother saying anything. A smile did threaten to pull at the girls lips, but only because he guessed the reason why shes there. Yes, Nevada replied, being all proper. Im supposed to help you get ready for the party tonight. Alexander is up and out, so theres that but now she has to dig through his closet and pick out a suit, right? Hopefully it isnt huge, otherwise shed get lost. If you dont mind, hop into the shower while I pick out a suit for you to wear. Ironing. Yes. Nevada has to iron it, too. Its not like she can do that up here, though. Does that mean she can ask somebody else to do it real quick while shes taking care of things up here? It only makes sense. Moving forward, Nevada found a walk-through closet just off to her right, and of course, there are dozens upon dozens of options. Doesnt that figure? Alexander is rich, after all. Where does she even start?
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

Alexander gave Nevada's body a proper once over with his eyes as he took in her form. His mind was searching through its archives to locate her name among the various files tucked from within. She was a recent hire, No-Star, and had one hell of a set of legs. Nevada. yes that was this girl's name. With a sigh, he flicked the movie off and rose from the couch. Setting both the remote and his bowel down as he moved to the bathroom nearby. He didn't even wait as he already begin stripping out of his clothes. Nor caring if Nevada admired the view as his muscled torso came into view, along with his strong legs before he was clad in nothing but his boxers. The door left creaked open the sound of water began running as steam filled the bathroom. So Nevada, was it? Would you mind picking out something in black? he requested while he showered. With the door open, Nevada would be able to catch a glimpse if she were to peek. So, are you doing well this evening? he asked next as they went about their respective tasks. The water glistening and rolling off the toned physique he took pride in maintaining as he bathed.
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

Did he seriously just-?! In the blink of an eye, Nevada twirled around, that way she cant see anything -even by accident. What person in their right mind starts stripping out of their clothes, and in front of a total stranger?! Has he no shame? No No pride? Blushing to the tips of her ears, Nevada waited until she heard the shower running before going back to the task at hand. This is definitely going to be interesting, to say in the least. Ah, yes! It is, Nevada spoke up, though she has to wonder how he knew her name, when she never gave it. Then again, he did hire her so that could be the reason why. I dont mind at all, Nevada continued, relieved to now have something to go off of. Im doing well. The words rolled off her tongue, not so much a lie but a habit. Its just easier to say that than to actually go into any details about her personal life. Besides. Its not like hes asking because he actually cares or anything. Nevada pulled out a nice black suit, one that she chose to go with a blue shirt. The tie is a dark grey. How about you? she asked, deciding that she might as well play nice. It seems like he wants to strike up a conversation. Does it get lonely, being near the top of the hierarchy?
Thread: Project Tailor (Frogger and Nexus)

As well as one can when they are going to a party they do not wish to attend. Alexander admitted from the bathroom, while speaking over the sound of running water. Kinda sad when the host does not look forward to his own planned event, but what choice do I have. he laughed as the water continue to run for another ten minutes before he emerged. Dressed in a fresh pair of boxers and tank top while finishing to dry his hair off with a towel. I'm just doing this for the others to enjoy, something to relax and ease up in between our duties. he continued while throwing the towel into a hamper off in the corner. Nevada's musing of his isolation at the top of the food chain was in fact accurate, as a fighter he was praised by One-Stars for his abilities to fight as just a man. The Two-Stars respected his leadership abilities second to only the Student President herself. While the Three-Stars, oh the Elite Four loathed his presence with unyielding passion. Regularly overriding Gamagoori's harsh enforcement of the school's rules. Unbeatable in the eyes of the athletic Sanageyama despite his best attempts. Untraceable to Inumuta's resources. Just generally disliked by Jakuzure for fear her position as Beta of the pack to their leader was taken. The Vice Student President was generally alone with the exception of Reya, and regularly meeting with Satsuki. One would think that he would be adored and loved by all, instead it had only created a pedestal behind glass for him to sit on. Where the world merely detached him from humanity and objectified him in the process. Leaving him as nothing but fantasized images of legend among his peers, one with few to call friend... If one were to call him perfect he would laugh. How can someone be perfect if all they were good at was fighting? May I ask you something else Ms. Ash? Or May I call you Nevada? he asked before chuckling as he moved to the desk nearby and opening up a nearby drawer. Guess that makes two things no? he said amused at his own joke before sitting down in the office chair present with a folder in his hands. As expected with these boring gatherings, the host needs to make a speech to his people. That's always been Satsuki's department, but I'm not even sure if she's coming tonight. Mind if I try reading out a few of my drafts to you? he inquired speaking quite casually to the scantily dressed maid. One who was regularly being admired by the eyes of the Vice Student President as he drank in every inch of exposed skin she had to offer.