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Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Crista felt a little nervous by him. True, she had been cornered many times before, but not like this. She was use to her stepfather or stepmother, but not a handsome stranger coming on strongly. Even his words made her nervous. A normal girl would see them as innocent and charming comments for her, but her mind was tainted by all the things she had been called over the past few years by her family. He was coming off very sexual to her. Perhaps he really was one of her step mother's friends after all. She knew that there were some that knew. Others that were just as dark in their private lives as the baroness was. She just never knew who it was. Was THIS one of them? Who else would show interest in her beside on of Juliet's perverted friends. Something tells me you know who I am very well already sir and please I have very little time for your games. I need to return home before lunch service begins. I think someone like you would know that the baroness does not take kindly to a late lunch. Crista had him pegged totally wrong!
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

He blinked pulling back slightly taken aback by what she had said. Did she know who he was? She seemed to know that he was a noble no matter that he tried to hide it. however there was more to it, she was insisting that she was a servant in every way. He just could not believe it but he took a second look at her clothes and the dirt everywhere and knew that she was speaking the truth. How?how could he have felt this way about a servant, and how was he still feeling the same way. Stepping back slightly he sighed. ??I??m sorry I wasn??t trying to suggest anything, I merely?? he paused biting his lip thinking over what he wanted to say, ??I merely wished to know such a beauty??s name no matter what her station maybe. Just give me your name and I will let you be on your way.?
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

His reaction was not how she expected it to be. Now she was confused as well. Was he or was he not who she thought him to be? Perhaps she didn't really know anything about him at all. So then the only thought that came over her was now she had just made a total fool of herself in front of a total stranger. To hell with playing it save now, she didn't care is she misstepped with a friend of the baroness or nor, she had to end this awkwardness. Thankfully, it was at that moment that the seller returned with her items. She quickly paid him and put the items into her basket. Turning to him once more, she spoke nervously, but with conviction, If you are who I think you are you know my name well and I do not appreciate this game to cat and mouse to try and play sir. And if you are not who I think you are, then I prefer you not to know my name for I have just made a complete and utter fool of myself. Good day sir. She quickly departed once again, this time taking a winding path through the market that she knew he could not follow. She felt tears welling up in his eyes as she hurried away. She knew deep inside she had just let something slip through her fingers that could have been good for her. Something that she might never get another chance at. Perhaps she could have had happiness, if only for one morning in the market. Instead, she was escaping like a scared animal.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

He sighed watching her leave not knowing what it was that he had done. He had never met anyone that was like her in anyway. Turning back through the crowd he made his way slowly toward the castle. He had been so used to people knowing who he was and not daring to not answer him that he did not realize how much his actions would have sacred any girl let alone one that was used to being dominated, and controlled. It confused him and he knew that he needed to speak to someone that had more experience with being?well normal for lack of another way of putting it. He thought about it and finally settled on one person that he could talk to about this, his personal guard that had let him go out this morning, he would be able to help and understand.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Crista was home much earlier then she usually was. There was more then enough time to place each of her family's requested items in their proper places. She was even able to join cook in the kitchen and give her a hand. The cook objected of course. She knew the torment that Crista went through, telling her that she deserved a little time to herself. But the truth was Crista needed sometime to keep her mind off of the events from this morning. It bothered her the more she let herself think about it, for the more she realized she had misjudged that poor man. She had made a fool of herself AND surely had insulted him. She had so few people she could have any kind of conversation with. When she had a chance at it, she let her paranoia ruin it. Now she was with no one but cook. Being alone was sometimes even worse then all the things she was forced to endure. With a sigh, she tried to push him from her mind still, and went on with her dreaded life, serving lunch and getting down to her OTHER duties... Meanwhile, the prince's guard had a big smile on his face and amusement in his voice as he finished up giving the prince advice. The whole situation had him laughing. The prince striking out with a common girl, even though the prince still swore there was more to her then that. But the guard brought it to his attention that if she really was a baroness, she would have known who he was with one look. The prince, not able to use his charm. For the first time, he knew a taste of what it was like to be a normal person. Not a person that had people begging and bowing all the time to be in his favor. Perhaps trying to get to meet this girl and know her would help him. It certainly would humble him if he knew more what it was like to be a common servant in the kingdom. The prince could but a real face to it. Something his father had never done. Prince Aiden, you cannot treat this girl like a lady. Just as you cannot treat a lady like a common girl. It's like an insult to both. You would be better off treating this girl more like you treat me. She'll respond more favorable to it. Just... talk to her. That's all you have to do.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Aiden look highly perplexed at that still not sure what Christian was meaning by that but he supposed he could give it a try. ??I told you Christian when we are alone you can call me Aiden, I don??t like one that I consider my friend calling me Prince when no one else is there to get them in trouble.? He sighed, ??And are you sure that she would like it better? All girls don??t want treated like a princess??
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Christan laughed again and put his hand on Aiden's shoulder, Of course all girls would LIKE to be treated as a princess, but if someone is not use to it, it can strange and different for them and... Christan's tone grew a little darker, If someone not use to being treated kindly at all, being suddenly treated like a queen could frighten. The prince had no idea of the things out there in the world. The dark side of the world. The way that he described this girl's reactions to him... Christan had not met her or even seen her, but he could sense that if she had such reactions... being treated like a princess was the total opposite of how she was treated. Aiden! a voice suddenly roared from down the hall. It was the strong commanding voice of his father, the king. His footsteps were heavy and fast, joined by the sounds of ladies shoes trying to keep pace. His mother was with him it seemed, fighting to keep up. What else was new. She was always a few steps behind her husband. I think it best I leave the to your father, Aiden, Christen said with a bow, I wish you luck. You shall need it. As Christen snuck out one door, in burst his father through the other. His mother entering soon after. The king was a tall, broad, plump man. Pictures painted of him in his youth showed him to have once been muscular, fit, and handsome. It was doubtful those were painted from him modeling, for he was always this plump bump on a log all of Aiden's life. His mother was still a beautiful woman. Her youth was gone, but her face still fair, her dark hair only just starting to gray. Aiden! Sit! We need to speak!
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Thomas climbed out of his car, it was an old piece of junk but at least it still worked. He pulled a large duffel bag out after him before shutting and locking the doors. College didn't start for two more days, but he lived almost an entire state away so he came a little early. In from of him sat a large building which looked a little like an apartment complex. If his map was correct this was the co-ed dorms, his home for the semester. Quickly, he made his way inside and got his key from the desk near the door. He walked across the lounge area and made his way up the stairs and down the hall to his room. 205, he looked at the number on the key before looking at the number on the door. With a shrug he unlocked the door and stepped in. Inside the room was two beds, a bathroom, two desks, a large closet, and two dressers. Though, even with the furniture the room was still quite large. He tossed the bag onto the bed farthest from the door and flopped down onto it. Well, maybe this wouldn't be too bad. As long as his roommate was fairly well mannered then they probably wouldn't have any problems.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Name Kari Ottes Age 20 Job College StudentArt Store Clerk Personality Kari is a 'crazy' girl to most and often times people don't understand her. Her father is a military man which means she is always moving around and makes her rebel against the system a lot. She can never seem to settle down, but once she got into college, she stopped moving...but it took her an extra year to do so because of having to move. ------X------ Only a few moments after Thomas entered the room and claimed his bed, the door opened and his room mate wandered in. Geez the traffic was insane! her voice sounded through the room as she scratched the back of her head and set her own bag on the second bed. I mean, can you believe it? It took me an hour to get here. And it normally only takes me half the time! Well I guess those detours added some time, but still. They were as busy as hell. She soon stopped at smiled at her roommate. Morning, she greeted him cheerfully. I'm Kari Ottes. I'm guess that you're my roommate then? Well of course, since you're in this room and obviously with your things.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Thomas had almost fallen asleep right when Kari came in. He slowly sat up, listening to her. He guessed she probably wasn't a first year student if she came here regularly. Also, he had to bring up the rest of his stuff. Man, this girl talked.... a lot. With a grunt, he sat up and gave her a tired smile. Well it's nice to meet yo Kari, I'm Thomas Farraday. He looked around the room slowly, as though he was looking for something before nodding. I hope, I'm your roommate, cause I'll be honest. I'm not sharing my bed. He gave her a slightly sarcastic grin. It was rare that he would actually talk to someone, let alone joke around with them.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Kari smiled and nodded. Well don't worry, she told him. I won't make you share a bed with me. There's nothing to worry about with that. She unzipped her bag and pulled out a few things, her laptop, a pillow and a blanket, and gently tossed them onto the bed. You have to go and get the rest of your things still, right? she asked him, taking the glasses off of her nose and setting them next to her second pillow.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Eh, all I have is my instrument and my laptop. He shrugged. He had gotten into the college on a music scholarship. Hell, he had been lucky to get in with that since his grades had been pretty bad in high school. Then again I probably should get my stuff. He muttered, pushing himself off the bed and leaving the room. When he reached his car, he pulled a messenger bag and a trumpet case before heading back to his room. He dropped the wooden case, which was pretty worn. So, what are you majoring in? He asked, sitting back down on the bed.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Kari was sitting on her bed when her roommate returned and she smiled kindly at him. I'm majoring in art, she told him, rolling onto her stomach so she could watch Thomas. You? she asked tipping her head a bit. I see that you're into music but what are you actually here for?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Hm? He looked over at her. I'm actually undecided right now. With a shrug he pulled an old laptop out of the messenger bag. I'm thinking about going into fine arts and becoming a teacher, but. I dunno. He muttered, setting it on a pillow. It sucked that he was pretty much stuck at the college, since his home was a pretty good distance away.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Oh a teacher, she repeated with a kind smile. I love teachers. That's what I'm planning on doing with my degree. Kari's eyes seemed to follow Thomas's hands, taking small metal notes of his actions and how he moved. So where do you come from? Like where's your home?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

If she looked closely at his hands, it would reveal small calluses on his fingertips, meaning he probably played a string instrument as well. Where am I from? Mountainview Arkansas. He laughed, noting she had probably never heard of the place. What about you? He asked, noticing she was watching him carefully.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Not there, she told him as a small joke. I was born in Japan, although my parents are both from Pennsylvania. She shrugged a bit. So is it your first year here? Or have you been here before?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

It's my first year. He laughed lightly. I'm guessing though, that you probably are not that new here are you? He took off his glasses and set them on the dresser, he couldn't see a damned thing, but it felt good to take them off.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Yup, this is my second year, she told him with a small smile. Don't worry, it's fun here. Most of the people are friendly but there's a few that don't enjoy...outsiders, I guess it's said.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Well, I hope so. He muttered. Well it's a nice change to actually be in a city for once. Back home, it's like stepping back into the sixties. He shook his head. Anyways, have you picked up your schedule yet? He began cracking his knuckles, almost as though it was a nervous habit.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Not yet, she told him and sat up, pulling her sweatshirt up onto her shoulder to stop it from slipping. Wanna come with me? Then maybe we could get something to eat too. Are you hungry or anything?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Sure, I'll come with you. And yes, I would love to get something to eat. He laughed, grabbing his glasses and standing up. He slid the spectacles onto his nose before stretching a little. Would you mind if we ate in the cafeteria? My scholarship doesn't pay for anything outside of it.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Yeah, I have the meal plan too. There's a few other places in the school that the meal plans let us eat at, but it's just easier in the cafeteria. She quickly grabbed the small bag next to her large duffel-like bag and threw it over her shoulder. Let's go though, she said with a smile. Got what you need then?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

He pulled out a heavy brown jacket from the duffel bag and slid it on before nodding. I've got all I need. He replied, grinning a little as he walked towards the door. So, do you remember what classes you signed up for?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Mostly art classes but a few along the lines of teaching. She started out of the room, shrugging a little and ruffling her bangs just a bit. What about you?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Mostly music classes. Applied cello, trumpet, and piano. He listed off the instruments he was best at as well as the ones he was taking classes for. Aside from those, a few other courses that will meet my associate requirements.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Kari nodded a bit. So you're a band geek then? she asked, tipping her head a little. Nothing's wrong with it, just questioning your insane logic. How good are you at playing them?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Well, I was first chair in the high school band. Though I prefer to consider myself a virtuoso with the cello. He laughed, joking a bit. Let's see, I'm best at the cello, then probably with piano, and I'm just learning how to play the trumpet. What about you? You said you were taking art courses, do you specialize in any particular styles?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

I specialize in portraits mainly, she said with a smile. But along the lines of art, I like photography of many kinds and I love water painting scenery. She shrugged a bit and looked slowly over Thomas's face. Hey...if you don't mind, would you let me sketch you some time?
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Hm, sure thing. He replied, with a laugh. It's actually a little interesting to meet someone that can draw, mainly because I can't draw to save my life. It wasn't like he hadn't tried to in the past, but he just had no talent with it at all. It wasn't long before they came upon the student center.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

Kari laughed softly and nodded. I could try to teach you, she offered and looked around the student center a bit. The desk we want is over there, she told him, pointing towards a desk against the wall. There were a few other students already there but the line wasn't too long. It seemed to only take a few minutes to get up to the desk and get their classes.
Thread: The crazy and confused. (Openots & OnnaOtaku)

And maybe I could give you music lessons, though I dunno how good of a teacher I would be. He shot her a grin as they came upon the line. The postman said his cello would come in the mail the day before class started
Thread: Pity for the Pious [PrettyxWhiteStar]

It might have been the sunlight spilling in through the open window that woke her, or it could have been the screaming baby three seats back. Probably the baby. Groaning, Lana tried in vain to stretch out her cramped limbs. She'd been on this god awful bus for the past thirteen hours. She was close though. So close. According to the little automated map on the small television screen in the corner, they had about fifteen minutes until they reached San Fransisco, and her destination. Propping her chin on her hand, the busty redhead stared blankly out the window. San Fransisco. She hadn't been home in years. Not since she and mom got into that fight over wanting to go into Film School. They had quarreled over the expenses and the job market, but in the end, Lana had ended up going to Florida to become a student at Fullsail University. Needless to say, that had not gone over so well. The class schedule was enough to kill anyone, but then the teachers were just kids themselves! Lana had gotten as far as Advanced Lighting before her failing grades caught up with and they kicked her out. Two years, and what did she have to show for it? A Macbook Pro and eighty thousand dollars in debt. It was enough to make her cry. Her mind wandered idly throughout the last fifteen minutes until at last they pulled into the San Fransisco Central Bus Station. It didn't take her long to get off. All she had with her was a small duffelbag of clothes, her laptop and her ipod. Her huge headphones dangled around her neck, blaring out some obscure techno music. Faint words could be heard if one got close enough. She quickly hailed a cab and hopped in, giving the almost English speaking driver her directions. Honestly, she could have walked, but she was tired... and lazy. It took about ten minutes to reach her destination with all the traffic, but she used the time to go over her plan again in her head. Never hurt to be prepared. Lana ran her fingers through her short, dark red locks and looked up at the apartment complex before her. No time like the present. It was only two flights up. Fourth door on the left from the stairwell. Luckily, she had been here only a few months ago for the holidays, so it was easy to find her way back.She stood in front of his door for about five minutes before she mustered the nerve to knock. No response. She knocked again. Nothing. Feeling slightly aggravated, the tried the knob, and it turned easily, so obviously not locked. Lana sighed. So much for safety, she muttered. She opened the door and entered, looking around curiously. Hello? she called out, looking for any signs of her brother. listu listulistu
Thread: Pity for the Pious [PrettyxWhiteStar]

The early morning was always fresh, the air felt empowering, as a young, but slightly older man was in his windbreakers, doing his routine jog, which was happened every other day. As sweat pour down the man??s cheek, he realize something, an e-mail from his sibling stating that she would be staying with him for some time, for which he took it as indefinitely. The man felt somewhat remorse that this sibling that he had known, had been apart from them for a few years. She had missed a lot. His wedding, which soon followed his divorce, their mother remarrying again, and then the guy leaving her, but then it ended up there was a reason for his disappearance. It was truly a tough time on him, mostly, and it did help that the sibling had tried to make him feel better through e-mails, and web camera sessions, but it would have been better if she was actually here, though. He took a breath, as he looked at his clock, and began to calculate the time it will take for him to get back, and make brunch for his sister, Lana. He decided to take her out for brunch, instead of staying in. He began dashing back towards his apartment. It took about three minutes, from the half a mile he was from his apartment. When he arrived, he saw the taxi taking off after dropping Lana off. He smiled, after seeing the red head entering his building without noticing him. A thought, soon entered his mind, it was partially thanks to the holiday that was around, and that he was already set up for it. It also helped that his door was unlocked, usually when he jogs, he doesn??t lock the door, since he??ll just be gone for about an hour, and he??s confident that no one will rob him, that and his place is pretty secure with camera??s and such. It was all benefits from his job. A few seconds later, he was by the staircase, and slowly opened the door, hearing her say ??Hello? and enters his apartment. He snickered and slowly reaches out his iphone. He dials his home phone, and judging from the distance of where Lana was, there was no way she??ll pick up his phone which was in his bedroom, after three rings. So it began, the phone began ringing, after three rings, his door that was open by her, was now suddenly closed. All the power in the apartment is shutdown, except for the refrigerator. And since all his windows were covered, it made the apartment completely dark. Then suddenly, the TV turned on, but there was nothing playing, once the TV was on, the VCR followed shortly, and a tape was played. It was a dark screen, but there was sound playing. ??YOU HAVE ONE HOURS TO SAVE CALLEN?