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Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

I understand. James spoke softly. You were left alone and confused... I don't blame you for panicking. He spoke quietly, stroking her cheek gently. Are you alright now? She had been trembling but he could feel she had stopped and spoke quietly. Would you like a bath or something to eat?
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

Yes, a bath would be nice...it would give me some time to think she told him, she then lowered her eyes to her uniform, running one hand down it. Do you have other clothes I can wear? She asked, now looking at him again. My uniform is fairly uncomfortable, I am sorry for asking she said. He had already saved her life and had now offered to take care of her, she felt a little guilty asking for anything.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

James smiled softly. I have a few. He agreed. He had kept his sisters outfits for a while, although he wondered if they would fit. Still he had smiled at her shyness, standing and offering her a hand to get up. I'm sure we can find something that will fit you. He hoped so.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

She took his hand and pulled herself up, holding onto it a second longer than needed once she was on her feet. When she released him, she gave him a smile, this time a more confident one. Thank you again, I can sew them to fit if needed Celia informed him.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

James smiled softly. Seems like you might just settle in here whilst we wait for a way to get you home. She was sweet enough that he wasn't in the slightest bit worried about his next suggestion. Why don't we go and pour you a bath. He spoke quietly and calmly.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

She nodded her head at his suggestion, reaching up one hand, she started to pull the pins out from her hair, long waves of golden hair came tumbling down. Yes, lead the way Celia told him.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

James smiled as he lead her up the stairs, unable to stop himself looking back at her when he was finished and they stood outside the bathroom. This is the bathroom. He paused then smiled softly. I'm guessing you know how to work taps? His question was lightly playful.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

She smiled at his question, nodding her head. Yes, we have them she said, slipping past him and into the bathroom. Thank you, Mr. Marley she told him, leaning gently against the door frame.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

There's no need to thank me Celia. James spoke sweetly, still smiling softly at her. She was very sweet and he was slowly beginning to really care for her. More than he probably should have done. She had been the first woman to make him smile in a long time and he liked that about her, finding himself charmed by her. Call me once you're finished... alright?
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

I will she promised, stepping back a little and shutting the door, giving him one last smile. She turned to the tub, it was large, much larger than she was used to. Her small hand turned the taps easily, nothing much had changed. As the tub filled, she undressed, folding all of her clothes up, she placed them on the ground. Celia then turned the water off before slipping in, sighing softly as she sunk into the warm water.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

James had smiled before moving down the stairs, getting his drink before watching the door and waiting for her to call, hoping she was alright. He didn't want to see her hurting and yet he knew he had to wait and let her take her time.
Thread: Different Times. (cheerio_cherry and fortyfivesteps)

She kept her time in the bath short, not wanting to let him wait. She soon got out, grabbing a fluffy white towel and wrapping it around her. Celia then moved to the door and pulled it open. Mr. Marley! She called through the now open door.
Thread: Caged Lion (Battleship and Onica)

After Red XIII Left Cloud and the others at the end of the series, he went back to his home, searching for any clues about his race. If there was any possibilty that one more was still alive, he would go and find It. He hated being lonley, although he would never admit so. As he searches, he accidentaly stumbles upon a tribal braclet, with a fresh scent still lingering upon It. He Immediatly trys to Identify it, he's sure Its one of his kind, but who?. So he goes on a wild chase, running anywhere he caught hint of the scent. After days of searching, he finaly stumbles upon her. A female, caged and guarded by S.O.L.D.I.E.R. Confused, Red X Lunged at the guards, striking them down one after the other, then slowly walks up to the startled caged female, question and Instinct rushing through his mind. He sniffs the female curiously, the fact that another was alive hadnt sunk In yet. He circles her, eyeing her every move, Listening to her every sound, before finally stopping Infront of her, and raises his head ...Your of my Kind..and yet..you havent shown yourself once when I was alone all these years..who are you, female?
Thread: Caged Lion (Battleship and Onica)

It seemed she could not catch a brake this week. First being tracked by the poachers that killed her father....they where easy to loose. Then she could not seem to score a kill while hunting which left her hungry. Now it seemed that a whole new group of humans had managed to cage her. Not that they did so with out a fight or a few of there men being killed but she still found herself in a cage. About to be moved when the camp was attacked. No one seemed to be left alive beside her and the male of her kind that now stood before her. Her body lowering, tail twitching behind her as she let out a few growls and hisses toward him. Ears flickering as she listened to him speak. Nipala, and your from our kind's home canon aren't you?
Thread: Caged Lion (Battleship and Onica)

Nanaki stood solid, firm in his position as she sends her intimidating growls towards him. Infact out of his own stubborns, he takes yet another step towards the female. Nanaki... His words were slightly shaken, dittering his strong image lightly. He could stand his ground, but not hide his emotions and yes.. I am born of the valley, but.. That was a long time ago. Nanaki takes a swipe at the lock on her cage, tearing it off of it, and opening the cage for the female to be free. I believe.. This is yours? he pushes the braclet he found In the camp a little forward with his paw.
Thread: Caged Lion (Battleship and Onica)

She looked some what scared when he agreed he was from the valley. Then I guess you came to take me back. Well I'm not going....I'm not going to pay for what my father did! She did not take the bracelet even though it was hers. Jumping over him to try and make a run for the forest that covered the land around them. Napala determined that she would not go with him, scared that the laws that bound her to her father's crime would still be in place. She would not be killed for his sins.
Thread: Caged Lion (Battleship and Onica)

Nanaki's eyes light up with a flare In an instant as soon as she jumped, She was quick, agile. It was expected, She was just like him. He was not used to this, not used to taking down his own kind. Nanaki didnot have time to react fully, Instead he swiftly managed to jump lightly and stop her mid air. After so all control was gone, he fell backwards with her ontop of him, both of them hitting the ground pretty hard. Nanaki took a few moments to analyze the situation he's In. That now a female was actually ontop of him In a very suggestive position. His Instinct began rising, and so did his cock. You Idiot! he yells at Nipala lightly I dont care what your father or his father or my father did! Theres None of us left! NONE!..you really think these battle scares are from play-fights?..Im not about to kill the only person Ive met..that reminds me of who I was.
Thread: Caged Lion (Battleship and Onica)

She stopped her run for the tree line when she heard what he said, What are you talking about? Is this some kinda trick? Her father and mother had told her that the clan was full of there kind. Her tail swaying slowly behind her, the bright flame at the end of it dancing about as her tail moved. Going as far as to sit, watching him from a few feet away. What happened?
Thread: Caged Lion (Battleship and Onica)

Red's expression drowned In a sorrow-filled frown as she backed up. He sat up himself, and brushed some dust off of his shoulder with his paw. He turned his head to look at her as he spoke, a little bit of anger sparked In his voice. Slowly he started walking up to her, untill they were eye to eye. I sleep only to dream of the day where I wake up to find It all a ..trick...youve allowed yourself to get Inslaved..while our clan was demolished to ashes..no one left. No one..except for me..my father sacrifised his life..and grandfather..and most likley your parents aswell.. Red took a loud sigh and his head tilted down In sorrow, he sat next to her but turned his face to hide pained look. You have no Idea what It feels like..to think your alone In this world for so long..to make a promise to yourself that you'll find a way to live on without need for help..after all this, you dont know how It feels to find a female of my kind..Im happy yet..so pained.
Thread: Theif's punishment

My character looks like this !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- The life of a half elf in a human city wasn't easy. In general, the knife ears as they were called were looked down upon and could only get jobs as common works and servants. That is not to say that all half elves lived in poverty, some saw being in societies shadow as an opportunity, and rose as slumlords and crime bosses. These individuals, and there lackeys, lived lives filled with all the good things money could buy. Rui was once such half elf, a thief working for one of the crime bosses. He was fairly low in the pecking order, but he was working on a job that would launch him into the big leagues. There was this house, the master of it was some kind of rich nobleman, and he was going to be gone for a whole week. It was the perfect chance to sneak in, take as much loot as he could, and sneak out. With a haul that big, he was sure to move up in the world The night the master of the house left, Rui sneaks into the manor. With the owner gone and it being this late at night, the house should be empty. No servants who stayed behind to clean would stay this late. Not even trying to be sneaky the thief moves around the house, grabbing anything that is not nailed down.
Thread: Theif's punishment

I imagine my character looking something like this !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href ... r-63828942a!-- m -- Sleep seemed completely out of reach tonight. No matter how many times Alisa tossed and turned, the hypnotic rays of sweet slumber simply refused to claim her. Finally, she simply gave up, and decided that she could at least use the rest of the night pursuing something worthwhile. Slipping out from under her sheets, she shrugged on a delicate silk chemise that barely covered her body. She should probably put on something more appropriate, but the night was stiflingly hot, and since most of the servants had either departed with her husband, or were in bed, she didn't feel the need for much modesty. She lit the candle that was placed on the nightstand next to her, and using it's flickering light to find her way into the library. Carefully opening the door--so as not to wake anyone, she roamed the shelves until she came upon and interesting title. Prying out the book, she made her way over to the large chair that belonged to her husband. Grinning mischievously, she settled herself down in his chair--all the time, imagining the look of horror and consternation that would cross his face if he knew that his wife--a mere woman, had occupied his seat.
Thread: Theif's punishment

This job was paying off more then Rui could ever have hopped. This places was practicaly overfulling with loot! Maybe he would sneak in every day this week, and totally clean them out. Espically if he could get a couple other guys to help him out, which wouldn't be too hard to manage after his promotion. Things were certainly looking up for the half elf, or so he thinks as he slips past a pair of impressive double doors, the best stuff was often behind the more decretive doors, the thief enters the library. Having grown up on the streets, Dui couldn't read, but he knew books could be worth a lot of coin. He looks around for the books with the most decretive covers, so wrapped up in his greed he doesn't even notice the woman siting in her husband's chair.
Thread: Theif's punishment

At first, it seemed that Alisa was too wrapped up in her book to notice the thief enter the room. But soon, she became aware of another presence in the room. She thought it might be one of the servants, and raised up the candle to take a better look. However, the face she saw, gleefully picking up as many books as he could was not one she recognized. I'm being robbed! The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. Alisa was paralyzed with fear. What if the thief carried a knife with him? But she had to do something to stop him. She couldn't just let him steal away her books--not to mention all the other valuables in her house. Taking a deep breath, she gathered up her courage and stepped up. Oy! You there! What exactly do you think you're doing in my house! she spoke with a confidence that she didn't quite have. But she was proud of the fact that her voice didn't even waver. Tell me now why I should just turn you over to the guard!
Thread: Theif's punishment

Dui almost jumps out of his boots when he hears someone else in the room talking, and turns to see an incredible attractive human female wearing practically nothing. A smirk crosses his face as he regards her, his eyes obviously roaming her body, and just as obvious liking what he sees. Ill tell you why you shouldnt call for the guards. He flips out his knife no half elf would ever be caught alive without it.though many have been caught dead. You do and it will be the last thing you ever do He struts over toward the human, thinking her to be a servant and presenting no threat to him.But, if youre a good girl, maybe you can come out of this night with a little something extra? He was referring to a bribe for her science, but his lewd wink also suggests a different reward.
Thread: Theif's punishment

Alisa could feel the thief's eyes roaming over her semi-naked body. She felt her body stirring under his gaze, and tried her best to suppress the shiver that slid down her spine. Then, as he pulled out a knife, she stiffened, half-frozen with fear. As he spoke about coming out the night with a little something extra, she couldn't help but stare at the fact that he was making lewd comments at a time like this. But, at the same time, images ran through her head of what this something extra might be. She blushed furiously at her own imagination. She regarded the man before him. In the flickering candle light, she could see that he was quite attractive, despite being slightly grimy from the streets. And was that elven ears that she could see? As he strutted closer to her, Alisa took the opportunity to examine him further, and did see the tell tale curve of the ears that marked him as a half-elf. Perhaps this could work out to my advantage after all. she though to herself. After all, half-elves had more to fear from the guard than men. The guard would be more than happy to get rid of him--and he must know that. So, perhaps his threats were naught but bravado. But, she must proceed carefully--it wouldn't do if he decided that it'd be easier to just be rid of her. Smiling sweetly up at him, she shifted in such a way that her chemise slid further down her body, thus exposing to tops of her breasts. She even leaned slightly towards him so he could get a better look. Adding a sultry note to her voice, she said to him, Well now, aren't we in a tight spot? If I scream--you kill me, but then you'd also get caught, and killed by the guard. So, what say you put that knife away, and we...uh, help each other out? Hmm? She took a step forward, closing the gap between them, and praying that he would give in.
Thread: Theif's punishment

Dui smirk increases as the human woman lets her clothing slip a little more, and heard the seductive tint in her voice. He gracefully slips the knife back into his pocket, using the same motion to wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her in close. Hmm, arent you clever? All right, I want to get out of this job alive, so no knives unless you call a guard. So, here is the deal, you lead me to were the best loot is, Ill let you keep a few items you can pawn, maybe get enough coin you wouldnt have to work here anymore. Then I slip away, the owner finds out he was robbed, but no one will suspect you, because far too much will be missing for one maid to have done it. The hand around her waist snakes downward, groping her ass. And if we do it quickly enough, maybe Ill have some free time before I leave.
Thread: Theif's punishment

As soon as the half-elf slipped the knife into his pocket, she knew she had him. Listening to some nonsense about getting a cut of the loot, she allowed herself to be enveloped into his hug. Despite having her mind on defeating him, she couldn't help but moan as she felt his hand caressing her ass. It had been so long since any man had touched her like this. Her husband cared naught for her needs. His idea of sex was roughly thrusting into her a few times before climaxing with a long and drawn out grunt. Then, he rolled off her and immediately went to sleep, leaving her feeling disgusted--with him, and herself. Never mind that now, focus on the task at hand she thought to herself. Alisa snaked her arms around the thief, closing the gap between them. She could feel her nipples harden as her breasts came into contact with his chest. Gasping, she took a deep breath to control the mad urge to kiss him, and let him ravish her. As his eyes were focused on her--or more precisely, her breasts, she deftly slipped her hand into his pocket and pulled out his knife. Yes! she cried out. She placed the blade of the knife right against his neck, pressing in slightly to show how serious she was. Now, thief. Perhaps it is time for you to realize that I'm not some lowly maid, but the mistress of this house! her voice was imperious and strong and she stepped slightly away from him, hand still steadily holding the knife. Now, how about you tell me what you can offer me that will ensure that I let you out of this room with your life?
Thread: Theif's punishment

Rui cursed himself for not being more careful, how could he let her get a hold of his knife! And to make matters worse, he didnt bring a spare on with him. His father told him to always bring a spare, but does he listen? Still, thinking on his feet, the half elf comes up with a lie that might help him. I can give you the name of the guard that helped me plan this job stupid bastard told me the place would be empty. If you just kill me, Hell do it against with some other thief, and maybe that would be more willing to stab pretty women then flirt with them. His voice is still cocky and charming, those his eyes have moved from her body to his knife, and his hands have moved off of her, instead being held open palmed up by his head, to show that he was currently capable of causing no harm. Though I can hardly believe you to be the lady of this house. I have seen the master of this house, and he is a fat slob if you'll pardon me. Hardly one worthy of a wife such as you, but that's how it goes for the nobility.
Thread: Theif's punishment

Alisa wasn't sure how much of his story she believed. A guard who put him up to this? It wasn't exactly the most trustworthy story, and besides, her husband was only gone for a week. Perhaps she could keep this thief locked up until then, and let him deal with it. As he moved his hands away from her, she felt a strong sense of disappointment. Despite being in a potentially dangerous situation, Alisa couldn't hold back this strange sense of arousal that threatened to overwhelm her. The thief was still talking, probably trying to buy some time, before tricking her in some way. Well, she wasn't going to let him distract her. Shut up she said, pushing the blade further into his neck. That's enough out of you. I am the mistress of this house, and that's my husband you're talking about At that moment, it didn't matter that what the thief said was true, she wasn't going to let him get the upper hand. Now, I've decided that I'm going to keep you locked up until my husband gets back at the end of the week. Then, he will decide if your story of the guard has any truth to it. But this brought up another dilemma. Where was she going to keep him? If she left him in the library, one of the servants was sure to stumble upon him, and then raise the alarm. If that happened, this thief would be killed by the guard, and his accomplice--if he existed--would send another one to finish the job. The only place that the servants weren't allowed was her bedroom. She stepped aside, and indicated that he should move out of the library. Let's go! I'm moving you from here to my bedroom. Make any noise, and you're dead.
Thread: Theif's punishment

Not wanting to test the woman on her no sound rule, Rui holds back the snide comment that comes to mind about her bedroom, but does raise an eye brow with a smirk on his face. Its not too hard to imagine she might want an actual man in that chamber rather than her fat slob of a husband. Well, if that is what she had in mind, it would give him the perfect opportunity to turn the tables and escape. Besides, she was incredibly gorgeous, and it had been awhile for the half elf as well. For now he does as she asks, allowing her to lead him to her bed chamber, being careful of the blade at his throat. He knew from experience how quickly one died when ones throat was slit, and had no intention of experiencing such a fate himself.
Thread: Theif's punishment

Alisa had caught the thief's raised eyebrow at the mention of her bedroom. It was clear that the half-elf thought that she was going to elicit sexual favors from him. She should probably make it very clear that she had nothing of that sort planned. Didn't she? Alisa was so startled by this thought that she almost stopped in the middle of the hallway. She collected herself just in time, and forced herself to keep moving. But her mind was busy, working away at this notion. Why shouldn't she use the thief as a sex slave? She hadn't been satisfied in so long--and here was the perfect opportunity. No one knew about the existence of this thief, and as long as she kept him hidden, she could have her way with him. Or let him have his way with her. She shivered at this delicious thought--a grin starting to work it's way across her face. But she quickly sobered up as questions ran through her head. What if he doesn't want me that way? Or, what if he tries to escape? And what if he tells someone? That was a scary thought. If her husband ever found out that she was cheating on him, he would have her thrown out of the house or even imprisoned. She couldn't allow that to happen. But at the same time, she wanted this half-elf so badly that she ached for him. She bit her lip as they reached her bedroom door. Open it she commanded, her voice cracking with strain. She pushed him in as soon as the door was open, and making a quick decision, threw the knife down from the balcony down into the fountain in the courtyard below. She then slid into the room and locked it. She had made up her mind, she would have this thief even if it killed her. Smiling slyly, she looked at him. Her eyes lingering over every bit of his body, as if memorizing him. She approached him and let her fingers roam over his chest, caressing and pressing in a sensual way. Tell me thief.. she whispered into his ear. What is your name?