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Thread: A Bit of a Gap- tag desertpaladin

Tired. So very tired. Lena really, really wanted sleep. But her shift was only half through. And she knew that she might only get two hours of sleep before her boyfriend, Johnny Ortega, dropped in for his scheduled booty call. Hey. Whatever payed the bills. She was so beyond picky at this point. Johnny kept a roof over her head. Sure he wasnt polite, or very lovable. But Johnny was the one who kept her ass off the street corner, so she didnt complain. It wasnt the ideal situation, shacking up with a gangster who was all sorts of bad news, but what choice did she have. Lena sighed as a new costumer came in, asking for a table. She led her to it, and took the order, before walking off. She hadnt gotten even half way to the counter when one of her fellow employees told her to hurry it up, because there was another costumer. And from the looks of it, he would be a well paying costumer.
Thread: A Bit of a Gap- tag desertpaladin

Lawrence had just walked into the small restraunt and he smiled softly as he was taken to a seat by the hostess as he sat there waiting for a moment, all the while he pulled out a planner from his pocket and he tapped at the screen for a moment before setting the small device down on the table. Lawrence was an older man, nearly 49, and he was in ok shape for his age. True he had a bit of a gut and he was a tad hairy everywhere while his hairline recieded but he did not care. His greying hair from the once light brown made him look quite disdinguished in his nicely tailored suit. His hazel eyes looked from behind a pair of glasses at the beautiful latin girl in front of him, a waitress here and he simply smiled at her. He was a rather happy man, but lonely... though he liked trying to help others. He truely never cared for reward, he was a wealthy man, a smart man, but not a greedy man.
Thread: A Bit of a Gap- tag desertpaladin

Lena led him to a table, and pulled out her order pad and pen. She opened her mouth to ask for his order when someone hollered her name from the back. LENA, HURRY UP! They called. YOU HAVE A PARTY OF NINE TO TEND TO NEXT! Oh shit. She hated dealing with parties. Especially evening parties. People always got drunk, and rude, and obnoxious. She cursed her lack of seniority amongst the employees. She always got the ugly end of things like this. It wasn't fun. In all honesty, she hated this job, she hated this place, she hated the dirt-pay, and she really hated her boss. She was ready to tell him just where he could shove that party of nine. Never the less, she shook her head and turned back to him, flashing a smile. I'm sorry for that sir. She said. Anyhow, what can I do for you tonight? May I take your order? She asked, politely. Even as much as she hated the job, she was still hospitable. The specials tonight are roasted chicken with your choice of two sides, beef or chicken pot-pie, with mashed potatoes and a salad, or grilled chicken panini with mozerella, garden fix-ins, and a special dressing that I can't quite seem to pronounce. She said. Hey, she was honest.
Thread: A Bit of a Gap- tag desertpaladin

He smiled up at her and he said Well I would like some coffee to drink, and that specials all sounds good... I think I will have the Panini he looked up at her. He seemed like a rather happy man and he said now take your time alright? I can see you are rather busy... though I would still like what I ordered he chuckled a bit. He was just good spirited and he truely liked helping others. His eyes showed however that he had an inner sadness... in truth he was very lonely.
Thread: Been Forever!

Howdy. It's been bloody well forever since I've been on, but...well... It's a very long story, but I've been living out of town in a place where I had to walk for three miles to get into town, job searching and such. I've moved into town again, though I'm still job-searching. I don't have internet for the most part, I'm using a neighbor's network that doesn't seem to work all that well during the day because it's too far away and actually active during the day, but it's working right now. Anyways, expect me to be popping up now and again, especially since I -will- have internet in anywhere from two days to two weeks. Azuriyuu
Thread: Unforeseen Consequences (Lovely Decay and Methos_

Guillaume couldnt help but to smile as his uncle and the bishop produced his fathers will. The words he spied upon the page were rather simple and concise. I name my son Guillaume as my heir and I leave all my worldly possessions to him. His eyes strayed over the castle about him and then out the window to the courtyard below and the fields and orchards beyond that. All this and the title of Duke was now his and his alone. It was rather pleasant vindication for the now rather young lord. At twenty he was now one of the youngest and most powerful lords in the kingdom. His reputation was fair, for hed acquitted himself well in skirmishes and in the tournaments. Although his performances had not been flawless, for while none disputed his talent, experience had not quite taken the rough edges off his abilities. He was a tall man standing some six feet and three inches in height. His shoulders were broad and his frame was starting to fill out to leave him rather powerful in his build. At the moment he was clad rather appropriately in black, a rather rich woolen coat with thread of silver along its collar and sleeves in decorative fashion, matched with a black silk shirt and black pants to match the coat. Solid leather boots graced his feet while his sword was strapped to his waist. His features were fairly handsome. They had a rather masculine strength to them at the jaw and chin. Green eyes were paired with jet black hair in a rather pleasing manner as well. There was a clever look about him although at the moment he seemed more distinctly pleased than anything else. Guillaume was shown the will and he nodded as he remarked My father is ever my benefactor in life as in death. He bowed his head with an appropriate solemnity. His sister was going to be devastated. She was his elder by two years and a rather striking woman in her own right. Many found her charming, although hed ever suffered from her rather spiteful attentions. Hed rather constantly heard how she was their fathers favourite and undoubtedly hed leave all his estates to her, or at the very least gift her with so large a dowry for her marriage that he should be left with scarcely much at all. It had all rather grated upon him, and indeed she had had rather rich dowries pledged on the two occasions the woman had been promised in marriage, although both men had died in separate wars. However, nothing had been promised now nor any arrangements made. Not to mention that any such arrangements were now his to make with his fathers passing. A grim day indeed it would be for her, as she was now utterly and entirely at his mercy and never had she so much as lifted a finger to earn it.
Thread: Unforeseen Consequences (Lovely Decay and Methos_

Adelaide iwasi devastated. No. She was quite a bit past devastation. There was no way she could force herself to retain and understand that her father had left her nothing. Absolutely nothing. She was quite the spoiled little girl, but she didn't expect it to be snatched away from her so quickly. It did not take very long for word to pass from person to person until it finally reached Addy. Once she'd been graced with the 'wonderful' news, not so wonderful in her eyes, she'd pressed herself against a castle wall, her head in her hands. The servant who had informed her of the loss of not only her father, but also everything that she had expected to be her's, retreated quickly after Addy began sobbing against her palms. Everything she felt she had a rightful claim to was now passed on to her half-brother instead. When she looked up, her expression was filled with frustration. Once pale ivory cheeks were now painted a soft pink, her dark eyelashes clinging together from her tears. Dark brown eyes scanned across the wide expanse of land before her, and her head fell into her hands once more. Dark red ringlets fell over her shoulders, shielding her in a way. Addy had her mother's form. She barely made it to five foot five, and her frame was small. There was a gentle, soft curve to her, and even at twenty-two years old, she still appeared young. A soft moan of self-pity escaped past her pale pink lips as she raised her copper head once more. Addy was dressed in an off-the-shoulders black gown, an emerald stone around her neck. A gift from her father. Addy's right hand raised to clutch it as her left hand moved to brush her eyes free of tears. There had to be a way to settle this little predicament that she'd somehow stumbled into. All she had to do was speak with her brother, she hadn't been ithati horrible to him in her opinion. With a sigh, her hands dropped to clutch the flowing fabric about her waist. As she began walking, or moreso stomping, towards where she'd last seen her brother. Upon spotting him, she slowed her pace, her body going rigid. Brother, how...? Addy started, her brown eyes wide with sorrow. Goodness I hope I did that right. o I just kind of made a 'bam!' sort of entrance for her.
Thread: Unforeseen Consequences (Lovely Decay and Methos_

Guillaume had rather expect his sister to appear whenever word got to her that their fathers arrangements had been rather unfavourable to her. Almost on cue her black clad and comparatively diminutive form came stomping through the door with a sullen look upon her face. Guillaume naturally had a rather smug look about him considering what she considered to have been unjustly taken from her had been oh so judiciously left in his sole possession. As she seemed to demand some sort of explanation as to how this had transpired, he lofted an eyebrow to her and thereafter shrugged. I cannot tell you what our father was thinking, merely what the will states. His directions were rather brief and concise. If your looking for some measure of speculation undoubtedly he simply wished to keep the family estates strong and united for subsequent generations and the family name alive. Naturally that meant naming his son heir and leaving his wealth to him. Of course I shall be certain to honour his memory and ensure our estates are as great when they go to my son if not the greater. Guillaume gazed at his sister and offered her a rather pleasant smile. I suppose we can only both trust in our fathers wisdom and know that he thought this best. He remained pleasant although there seemed little doubt that he was thoroughly enjoying her expectations having been crushed. Shed spent her entire life stomping her feet and pouting expecting that their father should give her what she wanted as he doted on her tremendously. But now she was left to face rather fold hard reality. The bishop and their uncle had left the room. They had left the young Duke to study a map of his properties and the accounts and stores that had been left to accompany it. The paper were strew out before him as hed evidently been scrutinizing them before she had interrupted him. He smirked slightly as he remarked And never fear my dearest sister I shall always recall all the affection that you have bore me when making suitable arrangements for you. That likely would have been reassuring for the woman if not for the fact that sarcasm rather clearly coloured his tone. No doubt he should happily pass the woman off on some poor country squire who was entirely repulsive and violent to boot.
Thread: Unforeseen Consequences (Lovely Decay and Methos_

A shrug? Was that all he had to show her some sort of explanation? ' How dare he! ' She shrieked within her own mind at the simple action he'd made. Of all things things to have done or said, a shrug seemed to have irritated her far more than the statement that followed. You could have very well kept the family name alive without the estates, she spoke, her voice sharp and shrill with anger. Of course, she knew very well that the two could not be split up in such a way. How was he to keep the estates, and the family name alive and well known without the two combined? She was a female, after all, and she knew that once she married, the estates were no longer rightfully her's, they were the male's responsibility to continue keeping his family name alive, not her family's name. All she was good for was producing heirs after marrying. A woman would never be able to hold onto her own things, as she didn't quite own anything at all. Addy knew she was left to be nothing but a housewife, at best. Although, she was spoiled after all, and she knew that with everything being left to her brother, she would receive nothing and this most certainly irritated her. Addy had a feeling that she would be lucky to keep the very clothes upon her back. A twitch ran down her spine as he spoke of making suitable arrangements for her, and a scowl crossed her pretty little face. Addy was one to usually keep a good grip on her temper, however, she could feel the sarcasm within his statement, and it might have very well set her off. How dare you! Her cheeks flushed a darker shade of pink, her small hands clutching at the fabric of her gown tightly as she very nearly shook where she stood. I do not wish for you to make any arrangements for me, brother, as I feel you would be rather vindictive when choosing a suitable man for me. Raising her chin slightly towards the sky, she let out a little huff. I would much rather be deemed a mere peasant than to be left with your foul choice of a man. With that, she took a step forward, as though she were going to walk right up to him, but she held herself back. He now held a position of power over her, and though she was the eldest - others would not see that if she struck him. Others would only see a woman striking a man of power - quite the no-no. As she hesitated, she pondered, and instead of opening her mouth she turned on her heels and began to stride out of the room, unsure of her destination at the moment. Her thoughts were blurred, as was her vision from the hate-filled tears that were threatening to pour down her cheeks. Though it did make sense to leave him with everything, she knew very well that her father could have left her
Thread: Unforeseen Consequences (Lovely Decay and Methos_

Green eyes regarded her as he shook his head idly. You know as well as I that my existence with the name without the estates themselves would as good as have extinguished our fathers line. Other branches of the family would have persisted but if you think it our fathers wish that he should have disappointed his father and his fathers father simply to accommodate your unreasonable and childish desires then you are sorely mistaken. As she scowled and demanded to now how dare he presume to make arrangements for her future. How dare I sister? I believe that would be the law. I now stand in our fathers place when it comes to making such arrangements for your future. A pity you dont seem able to keep any of the men interested in marrying you alive. Its left you rather old for such things. Not to mention with the reputation of being unlucky. Undoubtedly that would be regarded as an unkind cut given that she was said to be rather sensitive to having her two previous husbands to be slain before any marriage could be closed. Guillaume smirked slightly as he noted As for what arrangements I should make for you, indeed I suppose it should be difficult to meet your expectations. Id imagine that the market for aging women with a history of dying fiancs whose rich dowry has evaporated would yield results far less promising than you had imagined. He paused idly as he remarked As for your desire to be a peasant, youre welcome to it. Im sure youll adjust well to the squalor of being a far wife with a half a dozen child clutching at your skirts and running around the dirt floor of your hovel. As the woman stepped towards him he added Or perhaps youll simply become another doxy, spreading your legs for a few coins to rub together hmm? Isnt that what the pretty peasant girls do who cant get themselves a rich husband. But perhaps since youve not done a lick of work during the day in your life, youll do one at night. He was of course goading her. If she struck him he could have her imprisoned which likely would have aggravated his half sister even more. Not only would the castle and all the lands be his, but she would be in his dungeon. But as she stalked away tearily he simply smirked. Let the woman weep, he had no affection for her and shed only antagonized him in the past. Hence he had little sympathy for her current predicament.
Thread: Unforeseen Consequences (Lovely Decay and Methos_

The sobbing female stopped just before the doorway, spinning back around to face him, her eyes narrowed. Addy had to admit to herself that she was rather unlucky, it was clear. Both of her to-be husbands had passed on before anything was finalized, which in turn left her an emotional mess for goodness knows how many days. How dare you assume that I would ever spread my legs for coins! You ought to be struck for speaking such a thing, you foul-mouthed little boy. Addy was no longer sobbing, her body was rigid as she contemplated as to whether she should move her body forward and leave a nice hit across his cheek, or turn and continue on her way. Either way, the outcome for either choice would be relatively similar. She was still going to be unhappy, and Addy was quite certain she couldn't possibly live the life of a peasant. It had been nothing more than an empty statement. If she had said such a thing to her father, the punishment that would have come of it would have been unbearable. But her brother didn't care for her, nor did she for him. A pretty woman should never have to work, she spoke, her voice almost a whisper as she moved towards him, closing the distance between them quickly. Addy knew that she was far from intimidating to him, she was almost an entire foot shorter, and her build was much too feminine to be intimidating. But the glare she gave him could have killed. How terrible it would be for your elder sister to go spreading her legs for coin while you sit on your throne, denying all relation? How quickly do you think Father's name would crumble then, brother? Addy now held a smug look on her face, her right hand no longer holding onto the fabric of her gown, but instead it was slightly raised, ready in an instant to teach him a thing or two. Of course, it all depending on her brother's word choice as to whether or not she struck him. She was well aware of the consequences, but those aside, she would feel absolutely thrilled to strike him across the face. And so she did. Addy's hand moved quickly as she stood up on her toes, a decent amount of force behind her hit as she made contact with his left cheek. She had not given him much of a chance to respond to her previous statement, nor had she thought through striking him or not. Instead she simply acted out of impulse and anger. Addy was sure she would regret this decision quickly enough.
Thread: Unforeseen Consequences (Lovely Decay and Methos_

He smirked as he idly noted Oh it wouldnt surprise me in the least. You chase after pretty things like a moth towards a candle. Denied of any other avenue I dont doubt youd be little more than a strumpet craving whatever shiny bauble that might be proffered to her for whatever remained of her dignity. Perhaps that was why our father left you nothing, as the only thing that separates you from being a tawdry peasant whore is birth. She claimed a pretty woman should never have to work, although her brother didnt seem particularly swayed by that statement. Guillaume regarded the woman as she approached him evidently in a fit of tempter. As she asked how terrible it would be for him if she were to do such a thing, how shameful it would be for him to have his sister spreading her legs for coin. He smirked as he noted Perhaps Id do you the kindness of suggesting that other patronize you. He rather idly noted At least then you could console yourself that you were being disgraced by those of good birth. His lips twitched slightly as he remarked As for our fathers name, it rests with me not you. You are simply an unmarried sister whom is relatively easily forgotten. Who shall spare you much thought when I marry and produce heirs? After all then what are you? Not even the most significant female to bear the name, nothing more than an after thought. And if you choose to sully our fathers name there is little I can do to stop it. Whatever his retort as he uttered it he found himself struck across the face. The blow landed upon him and a rather dark smirk crossed his lips. Youve now struck your lord and a duke. If I wanted I could have you executed sister. He smirked as he regarded her in a bemused fashion as he noted But for now Im content to let you rot in the dungeon. As his half sister had been obliging enough to provide him with a reason to get her out of his hair, he elected to seize upon it. He grasped a hold of her by the shoulder and then dragged her to the door. Thereafter, he called for the guards and rather obediently they came at the beck and call of their new lord. He directed them to take his half sister and place her in the dungeon for shed had the audacity to strike him. Take her and keep her there until I decide otherwise. He stated dismissively as little thought of her fate was given beyond that.
Thread: Unforeseen Consequences (Lovely Decay and Methos_

Then - She started, her mouth popping open in awe as he spoke of letting her rot in the dungeon. A look of shock crossed her face, her father would have certainly never let this sort of thing happen to her. She did know that she'd struck her lord, and a shiver ran down her spine as he grasped her shoulder and dragged her towards the door. Addy did her best to keep up with his pace so she wouldn't be dragged to roughly, but at this very moment walking wasn't exactly the best of her abilities. Brother.. She spoke, her voice low and full of regret. Addy turned her head upwards, without a snotty glare this time, and stared up at him, eyes wide. Please. Addy bit down on her lower lip as both of her shoulders were now within the grip of the two guards. This was absurd, and quite embarrassing. She was well known, and now she was being oogled at as the guards led her towards the dungeon. I can walk myself, thank you, she snapped, jerking herself away from the grasp of the guards. I know where I am going. They only released her for a moment, and when they grasped her again, it was harder - and Addy did not dare yank away again. There were countless stairs to descend before they reached the dungeon, and Addy's nose wrinkled at the smell. This is no place for me, she spoke softly, hardly audible as she was pushed through a doorway. Stumbling forward, she caught herself against the wall to her left, and just as she was turning to face the once open doorway, the large wooden door was slammed shut. Almost immediately, Addy sank to her knees, using the wall for support as she curled against herself. Wrapping her arms around her waist, she bent her head forward and began sobbing. Father would have never allowed this treatment, she moaned, her head shaking as she leaned back against the wall. Now she was left with nothing but her thoughts, and she wasn't too keen on mulling over what her brother had said to her, or what her father had done. Addy was unsure of how much time had passed, but she eventually fell into a fitful state of rest, her back still arched against the wall, arms around her torso tightly.