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Thread: A Wild Encounter (Another Round and ViralShadow)

Jaren smiled. His decision to progress through the forest through a less used, harder to find path had proven fruitful. He only knew of the path through second hand knowledge picked off a fellow Trainer in the previous town's Pokmon Center, who in turn only knew of it through a story a different Trainer had told him. The Trainer had promised that he would be guaranteed to find a rare Pokmon if he took the path. It had taken Jaren quite a while to actually locate the path, only having a vague idea of where it was. It was not an easy path to follow either. A good portion had been overgrown and therefore it was hard to tell road from forest, and in some places thick vegetation impeded progress to the point where he had to deviate from the trail slightly. Jaren had been convinced that it was a stupid idea to take the path, and that no Pokmon he could find would make the journey worthwhile. Recently, though, his opinion had greatly changed. Before him was a Vulpix, a Pokmon that was very rare in the area. Jaren had found it with relative ease, it had been walking alongside the path when he had stumbled upon it. Jaren didn't know why the Vulpix would do such a thing, but he really didn't care. He wasted no time engaging it. The Pokmon had put up a fight, but there was only so much a wild Vulpix could do to the likes of his trained Poliwhirl. Feeling confident that the Pokmon could be captured, Jaren reached a gloved hand into the depths of his light, blue jacket. He always kept a few empty Pokballs around his belt, along with the ones that contained his Pokmon. In a rehearsed motion, Jaren grabbed an empty Great Ball from his belt and tossed it at the wild Pokmon. The Vulpix was absorbed into that ball, which then fell to the ground and commenced shaking. Eventually, it stopped. A grin spread across Jaren's face as he walked forward to retrieve the ball, recalling his Polywhirl to its own as he did. He picked up the Great Ball, examining it for a moment. Then Jaren tossed the ball into the air, releasing the newly-caught Vulpix from it. Jaren liked to inspect his Pokmon after he caught them, and the Vulpix would be no exception.
Thread: A Wild Encounter (Another Round and ViralShadow)

the vulpix looked at her new trainer, blinking in surprise, and then started to scoot back a bit, still slightly wary of him. he HAD just caught her after all.... she was young, only just 16, barely knew even will o' wisp, bite and tackle. she had been hurt by the battle, the water type's power sapping her strength. she whimpered at him, scooting a bit more away, fearful, but submissive.
Thread: A Wild Encounter (Another Round and ViralShadow)

It was immediately clear to Jaren the timid behavior of his newly-caught Vulpix. This was not unexpected, it wasn't uncommon for Pokmon to be wary of their new Trainers. It occurred to Jaren that the battle must have drained the Vulpix's strength. Jaren removed the single strap pack slung around his back, opened it, and dug around in it. In time, he found what he was looking for an Oran berry, ensured to give Pokmon a small restoration of stamina. He got down on one knee, as to appear less threatening to the Vulpix, and extended a berry-holding hand.
Thread: A Wild Encounter (Another Round and ViralShadow)

the vulpix stepped close slowly, and took the berry, stepping away a bit, and set it down to eat, finishing it quickly, watching him warily
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Darkness. The demon slumbered. It stared at nothing, felt nothing. To the demon, no time and an eternity had passed. It hung between worlds, trapped between. Without time, without measure of it, there was nothing. So he waited. Silas, he of Mind and Dreams, watched and waited. And waited. It was a very long wait. James Sunderland had always been a black sheep in the family, even if his novels made him very rich, he secluded himself. His famousness earned him no extra love from the family, and in fact, it had only drawn unwanted attention to them and his rather unloved hobby of the occult. So it came as some suprise that when he died in a car accident he had left it all to a young girl he had never met in truth, though he had sent her holiday and birthday gifts. Often extravagant ones, as well, though they were rarely very personal. A pretty statuette, a soft music box... Things like that. And that little girl was of college age, so inheriting the huge funds and the massive manor had made things... interesting for her. The place was dusty, but it had been emptied somewhat, the furniture moved to storage until she decided what to put back. Though the attic lay untouched. Therein sat a strange, large tome, which seemed to draw her in... As if asking to be opened.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

As the young female place the key into the lock of the front door, she paused a moment and took a breath. She had no idea what was behind that door. She slowly turned the key and open the door, stepping into the Manson and looking around. She saw that it was empty and needed serious TLC. She place her things on the floor next to the ground and decided to look around the house... Well she had to since it was now hers. Allie didn't know why she got this house or how actually. She knew she had inherited it and a large sum of money from a man she hardly knew. But what she didn't know was why. The young wolf anthro slowly walked from one room to the next, taking in everything about the house. Her tail hung low as she walked and her ear were perked listening for any sounds. After thourghly exploring the first floor, she head for the stairs to start climbing up to the second. This house was huge and Allie didn't know what she was going to do with the extra rooms. Once she step on the last step she stopped and looked down the halls as if searching for someone who wasn't their. She slowly continued, taking a right and going Dow that hall first but then she noticed something hanging from the ceiling and she examined it closer. It was a string attached to a small door. 'Must be the attic. The fae felt something inside her, calling her to the room above her head. She slowly reached her hand up but quickly drew it back. She needed to finish things up with the house first before she could explore the attic. She continued on with her personal tour around the second floor.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Ah... Someone was close. A smile graced the creature's lips, closed eyes opening slowly in the world between worlds. He could feel her mind, and soul, distant yet close, close enough... To influence. Not much, just a little. He knew the Book would draw her, and he amplified that, just a little. Too much would rouse suspicion, and she was bound to arrive sooner or later. Just a little curiosity. Just a little interest... He grinned, now. A plaything. A toy. A joy and a wonder... He hoped and dreamed for ages, and now she was coming towards him... though she took her sweet time.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie was about to descend the stair when her curiosity suddenly spark up. She stopped and looked back up at the attic with a slightly raised eyebrow, 'Maybe one look wouldn't hurt.' She thought as she walked over to the string. She reached her hand up and carefully pulled on it. It slowly open and the ladder rolled down and hit the floor hard, sending nothing but dust into the air. She waved her hand in the air to get rid of the dust but some of it got caught in her nose. She sneezed, a tiny sound of a speak came from her mouth. She shocked her head then perked her ears forward at the dark room above. She slowly climb the ladder to emerged into the empty room. She looked around and saw nothing until she saw it. It was large book! She slowly crept forward and realized it was a tome. She raised an eyebrow slightly 'What the hell is this doing here?!?!' She thought as she study it but didn't pick it up.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

A little more. Go on. Open it! A little more interest, a little more curiosity. ' Hal Albatross's Guide To The Outer Realm ' was printed over the cover, and on the front, two figures - a beautiful man and woman, with tiny horns and very little clothing. It was enticing, and interesting. The pages described wonderfully beautiful and skilled servants, willing to listen to any command, with only the cost of their summoning itself. Just a little more. All she had to do was read one page aloud... Silas watched carefully, waiting, anticipating.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie read the cover and slightly tilted her head Outer realm? She said softly. The wolf lowered herself to the ground and slowly reached her hand out to the hard leather cover. She slowly open it to the first page. She slowly read it quietly to herself, trying to make since of what the book was possibly about.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

There was a loud thunderclap, as the ground in front of her was carved with runes - a circle engraved in red glows. Something emerged from it, a masculine form without definition or features, until the blank face looked upon her in contemplation - and filled out. Her ideal fantasy man stood there, smiling, wearing little aside from a red robe that was open in the front and a narrow lioncloth that went down to the floor. He bowed gently. My lady. it said in that softly perfect voice. What orders have you for me?
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

When she heard thunder, Allie quickly backed away from the book, scared out of her wits. She looked as the floor started to be craved into different shapes. She notice the room turn red as the glow from the shapes and circles brighten and a figure grew from the ground. She watched her mouth slightly ajar as the figure finally formed and then spoke. 'My lady... Orders..' She thought then looked up at him Who the hell are you? What happen? She asked, confused and scared.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

You have summoned me, Silas. I am bound to you, by your uncle before you, and by you now. he said. I cannot bring you harm, and I cannot cause you harm through inaction. he said. I am to protect and serve you, in any way I can. he bowed. I can teach you magic, cook, clean, and do many other tasks. he further explained. To allow me to move past this circle, simply smudge the edge. I am of Mind and Dreams, and I can please you in many ways. If you would prefer me to remain here, that is also acceptable. he said, gently nudging her mind away from fear.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie tried to make since of what the man was saying. Her tail wrapped around hr waist slowly as she stood up. Looked at the man still confused So your like a slave? She asked trying to find a word to help describe what he was saying. She watched and felt relaxed knowing he couldn't move as long as she didn't smug the circle. The replayed his words in her head Cook, clean, magic, protect, serve, please?' She stopped at the word and looked at him 'What does he mean by please...' She thought to herself.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Somewhat. In exchange for living in this land, I serve the one who summoned me, without question. he said, gently nudging away her fear carefully. As I said, I cannot bring you harm through action or inaction. he said simply, a smile on his lips. He was certainly handsome. Fit, but not overly muscular. Any command that does not bring me harm is free for you to ask of me.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie nodded her head slowly. She was starting to understand the man in front of her but didn't trust him one bit. She looked at him So I can't ask you to kill yourself or ask you to kill me? She asked making sure she fully understand the harming part. Her tail slowly loosen around her waist and fell and became motionless for now.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Exactly. Nor can you order me to stand, for instance, on a pile of lumber, and light it ablaze. Or do the same to you. he said, In short, I cannot harm you, or allow you to come to harm. he nodded, sitting down crosslegged, and smiling at her as he pushed away the fear a little harder. You need not worry. I've no reason to lie - if I do harm you, somehow, I'll be sent home.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie decided finally that she might want to keep him around. She looked back at him as he sat on the floor So can I just have you do certain things then have spend the rest of the time in a room somewhere? She asked thinking of having him clean the house and fix the furniture then have him go sit in a room.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Most certainly. he said with a nod. Most certainly. A window would be nice, but I make no demands. he said. He looked up at her, standing again - his impressive musculature rippling beneath the open robe. A little arousal... What would you like me to take care of first?
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie thought about it then she looked at him I need you to clean the whole house and place the furniture in there places. She said softly then looked down at the circle Oh and you don't have to rush it. You can take your time to rest or what ever you want to do as long as you get back to work. She said then smudged the edge of the circle Once your done with all of that you can go stay in a room other then mine. She added backing up from the circle and watched him closely.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

He rose. That is all, then. he said, before walking down the stairs. The robe did little to hide his posterior, but he worked quickly. He lifted and moved the furniture quickly. It was an impressive show of his physical prowess, and in short order, the living room, study, and dining room were sorted out properly.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie watched him go then she also left the attic. She closed the ceiling door behind her. She watched as he clean and tried her best to ignore the almost nude servant she had walking around. He walked down the stairs and gather her things that were by the door. She turned around and started to head back up the stairs to put them in her room.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

And then he went on to clean. At some point, he'd ditched the robe, and now worked in his lioncloth, which hid his manhood, but only just. Carefully, yet quickly, he vacuumed, cleaned, swept, and wiped down the surfaces in the house. He was an impressive worker. All the while, he made gentle nudges to her arousal, a gentle smile on his face.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

After sitting up her room she looked around and nodded, her tail wagging gently as she was proud of herself. Allie could feel her mood change slightly and she gently rubbed her belly slowly. She shook it away as maybe being hungry or becoming sick. Allie decided to go and check on the Silas. She walked down the stairs and walked into the dining room then the study. She nodded and was liking the place already, she then walked into the the living room and found the man in nothing but a loincloth and and she quickly turned away and cover her eyes Your doing great Silas. She said softly, another daring to even glance back at him.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Thank you. If you'd like me to do anything else, like cook, you need only ask. he said, working on the coffee table. A smirk crossed his face as he plied her emotions gently. A little curiosity here. A little lust there. This was his stock and trade, this was his play. She would, in time, grow to be his. It was only a matter of time.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie felt the sudden urge to turn and looked at the almost nude man standing in her livingroom. It wasn't a strong urge but it was there and she could shake it Um it's okay I can make myself something to eat. She said resisting the urge and walking into the kitchen.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

He nodded. Then the cleaning is finished. Have you any other orders? Any at all? he asked. He didn't want to push her further, tonight. Not yet. A slow burn was better. Still, he was standing at the entrance to the kitchen almost nude.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

Allie took a quick glance and the male then back to the fridge No your free to do what ever you want. She said bending over at the waist as she looked in the fridge which was the only thing in the house that was in its place and fully stock. Allie rummage through the different items on the shelves trying to find something to eat and to keep her mind off the small urge.
Thread: My Gracious Servant... (Hat + Queen)

She might have felt something brush her posterior, but he swept away into another room. Very well. I await more orders. he said with a smile, sliding into the room neighboring hers with a grin. With time, her curiosity would grow without his intervention anyway.
Thread: Two Households, Both Alike in Dignity (Findarato and Lemon)

As soon as she had looked down, Zlatan felt a moment of triumph sear from within his body. She had looked so confident before, and now she couldn't bring herself to meet his eyes. Zlatan drained his cup immediately, not even giving a moment to ponder why she had suddenly looked down, only giving credit to himself and not the fact that vampires had acute hearing, or her own inner struggle that had caused her sadness. So full was he with his success, that he did not notice her leaving, until her back was turned, her gown trailing after her. Zlatan's mother, however, had. She reached across the table, placing a hand on his wrist. Go speak with her. Zlatan's hand reeled back with the audacity of the suggestion. His eyes stared at his mother in disbelief. What shall I say to her mother? he asked, heatedly. Conversation had began at the table, everyone now seemed to be discussing privately with each other, mostly each faction to each other. His voice for the most part, went in with the low murmur, going unnoticed except to those at the head of the table near Zlatan and his father. 'Hello miss, I used to kill your own kind but now I'm really glad we're getting married.' Zlatan laughed openly at the suggestion, anyone just looking on might think that he was actually having a good time. Zlatan's mother gave up as she looked away, ignoring him. His father, however, had not. Go speak with her, he said sternly. Zlatan's eyes widened further with more disbelief. So they truly were against him. It had been his father, after all, who said he would slay him with his own hand and have his younger brother do the task if he could not 'man up and do it himself'. He was on his own now, truly. Never being one to openly disobey his father, Zlatan scooted his chair back, and stood up, following the shadow of his wife to be, as it cast against the wall of the hallway, poorly lit by candles. There, he followed her, uncertain of what to say. Perhaps he should just pretend to talk to her, but secretly venture out elsewhere, perhaps find some servant of the castle who would happily give in to the temptation of the flesh he sought so desperately. He noticed she took a turn towards the moonlight, a balcony that was exposed to the night air. He stepped closer, standing at the door frame. His arms folded, realizing this had been a folly to speak to her. He did not want to talk to her, and she did not want to talk to him. They wanted me to speak to you, he said, finally. I'm not sure why. They should know better than to give me a chance to be alone with you. If there were no consequences for me regarding your personal safety, he said, stepping a few paces behind her. I would happily push you right over these castle walls to your death.
Thread: Two Households, Both Alike in Dignity (Findarato and Lemon)

Relief washed over her the moment she had stepped out onto the balcony, deeply breathing in the cool, midnight air. It was just what she needed, Venessa's nerves seeming to settle down considerably. The entire mood of that room had been suffocating, and while she could withstand it if she had to, she chose against it. It was better to dismiss herself, rather than sit there and reach the end of her perseverance, to cause her to do something that would ultimately put her kind at stake. There was only so much she could endure in one evening, and while it had just begun.. she would cherish these two weeks for all that they were worth. They were going to be her last days of being free, after all. Settling dainty hands against the carved railing before her, the hairs on the back of her neck began to stand up.. feeling his overbearing presence before he even spoke up. His words only forced her pale eyes to roll in mocked amusement, knowing all too well that it was because of his parents, that he was even out here to begin with. Really, what did they care.. this was all a travesty waiting to happen. Foolish they were, to let him accompany her, alone . That was something he said, that she could actually agree with... however. Adorable, Venessa cooed, her voice rich. You actually think it would be that easy to kill me...? She turned her head then, casting her sharp gaze towards him from over her shoulder, Don't be so ignorant, it isn't very becoming of you. In a fluid motion, she turned on the heels of her shoes, facing him now. Is it true you will have many mistresses, she asked softly, looking genuinely interested. Though she didn't want to marry him, the last thing Venessa wanted to deal with, was an abundance of women having their way with her husband, right beneath her nose. It was only adding salt to the wound.. and while she knew he did not desire to touch her, she would much prefer if he tried to keep himself and his conquests.. far away. Naturally, she was a very possessive woman, one who did not take light to others touching what belonged to her. As she, would be his possession, he would be hers too. It was best if he knew how she felt, before it began.