Thread: Mark of the Chosen [Mercury and Zprimal]

The edges of his lips lifted as she spoke about how other girls had to take extra lessons in the gym. Lesser girls. She is a ruthless one when it comes to getting what she wants, that he could tell easily enough. That's good if your daily lifestyle can already support your figure. That's the first sign to know that you would have little trouble making it as a Chosen candidate. He nodded in approval, yet another tick in the checklist. We can talk a bit more on how the Chosen selection process since you seem to be rather keen on getting a mark. Of course, something nice on yourself would be good for dinner and the evening, Julius grinned this time, granting her the first sign of a positive reaction from her actions and words. She was pushing all the buttons she could find, which was all the more pleasing and endearing. The dorm room could not have displayed the difference in its two inhabitants more clearly. At first, he was hesitant to enter the room, not wanting to tread on anything her roommate may have left strewn on the floor. He stepped past the threshold when invited, leaving his guards outside. His eyes took in the way the bedsheets had been pulled out from under the bed. You have a very wild or messy roommate. He chuckled, I guess it is unavoidable no matter where you are, there will always be differences. The red of the satin dress reached his eyes and he smiled, Clearly I have underestimated you, Miss Price. He nodded, I think that would be perfect for the evening, He turned to one of his guards and instructed him to ready the car. I'm assuming you'd like some privacy to change. He began backing out of the room and shut the door. There would be plenty of time to unwrap her later, for now, he was content with allowing her every curve to remain unrevealed to his eyes. Once outside, he had one of his remaining bodyguards call in his plans for the evening. I will be having dinner at the Regia Court, and will retire early for the rest of the evening. I'd also want a transport ready for the girl tomorrow. And I have some instructions which I'll send by mail latest by midnight. Yes, sir. Enjoy your evening sir. The Prelate grinned, already knowing who was this evening's companion. He waited for the door to open, to have the school girl transformed into a companion. As far as he knew, while she was in her school uniform, he respected it, keeping his hands off her. But once she was already offering herself up to him and not in a uniform representing an organization, she could do as she pleased without tarnishing the reputation of the school. Miss Price, our ride is waiting. Another grin split his lips, the Dean was wrong, Miss Tama would be accompanying him not just to the carpark, but all the way into his bed. The man obviously knew what was going on but could not do a thing to stop it. He would have her show him just how far had she prepared herself for becoming Chosen and perhaps teach her a thing or two. He offered her his arm, uncaring if she was spotted in his arms. No one could stop him. His bodyguards led the way down to the front of the school, two black sedans were waiting. They took the foremost vehicle, with the bodyguard joining the chauffeur. The back of the vehicle was separated from the front by two panels of tinted glass, making it near impossible to see what was going, save for mere silhouettes projected against the windscreen. Any sound was also heavily muffled by the glass wall, and the only communication they had to the front was a button which could be used to instruct the driver further. But there was no need for that. The vehicle rolled forwards smoothly, Looking forward to the evening Miss Price? Ever been to the restricted district before? Past the checkpoints I mean.