Loclett sighed boredly as she waited for Alexander to return. Her attentions turning to Rachel and Kamora. She spoke slowly and threateningly being sure to spark encouragement and her unhappy emotions into each and every word that slid oh so acidic like over her ruby red lips. She commanded her chores be done and to be done soon. She was not a patient woman and had little time wasted on making petty command no, she far more enjoyed her time being put into the house and her slaves. That is what they all were... slaves she had wrapped tightly around her fingers so she personally could play the role of the pupet master while the rest of herself cheered being the perfect audiance...<br/><br/><br/>Finally Alexander returned bringing Loclett back to relaity from her little puppet show. She growled underbreath as usual when this happened and took the tea handed before her. Her tongue slid around her lips softly as she used her sharp venomous wolf like fangs to bite gently on the bottom one which was a way she always brought a man around gaining his attention. She loved attention, any kind or form she loved. So naturally if people were around and she had something to do she would be watched doing it. It is just how thingsaught to be. She sniffed of the tea letting its aroma fill her nostrells. She glared up at Alexander and leaned back in her "Thrown" which was nothing more then a red velvet rocking chair lacey in blach and fluffed hourly by whom ever was in the room when the clock struck the top of the hour. "Alexander... May I ask something...." she whispered just loud enough for everyone to hear in that way of faking that noone was supose to hear it. "Since when...do...I...drink... green tea..." with a slow lift of her hand the saucer and cup toppled to the floor. "Fix it agin... and do it right this time... Red tea with two spoons of fresh blood stirred no less then fifteen times..." she finished her rant and her mood seemed to change as she looked down feeling a slight rubbing on her knee.<br/><br/>â€œMistressâ€¦â€  she heard her attention turning from Alexander to Iro. Her countenance became calm and relaxed her fingers gliding through his hair and traceing the base of his horns. â€œThat cretin, Alexander, didnâ€™t put your bags away. I did. They were on the floor.â€ she frowned atthe word :Cretin: it was a word she hated. "Iro... if I catch you using such a ridiculous word for a person in my house... I shall ring your neck... am I understood?" she questioned with somehow a sweet and kind tone. "I did not tell him to put them away... I had a task previously and silently understood between him an I even if it..." she glanced at the mess of tea to the right of the chair. "was not done correctly either. Though that problem has already been taken care of." days like this were few and only when the lady of the house had new items or objects in plan for the following days surprizes. Which always came after a huge banquet once she had returned from a spa trip into town. "I am glad you put them away... I would have had someone do it anyway.... " she smirked slyly playing with her pet biting her bottom lip making a drop of blood sparkle before it was licked away.<br/><br/>"Kamora... when you return later see me... I have a gift for you." She spoke softly before looking away from Iro returning to Rachel's face "For you I also have a gift... However my from walk way better be spotless.." she demanded slightly tired in hervoice. Loclett allowed a low and drawn out sigh as she heard the all to fimilar roar of the co-owners car, however far as Loclett was concerned there was no other co-owner. Just anotherto pay the bills. This was her old Masion where she lived simply tranformed into this devine place of torchure... So she simply claimed him as a visitor who permanutly shared her territory. She glanced over watching Erik walk in. She had to admit she enjoyed his appearence. She liked the refine look and the elegance of it. It thrilled her to a point. She lifted a hand allowing him to kiss it in the customary greeting for the Lady of the house before she allowed him to speak..."Ahhh....my lovely Loclett. Just as beautiful as ever, I see?" he said with an addictive tone. She listened to his compliments zoning out again imagining her puppet show stairing to him blankly. "Erik... of corse I am beautiful as ever... I dont change... use your brains..." she spoke in a hushed quiet voice still petting er Iro. "Fix my bath..." she instructed pushing Iro away from her to go do the task before her. She again turned her attention fully to Erik. He puzzled her but not enough to grant him her intrest. She was dificult to read and understand. Her likes and dislikes changing daily. "Erik your half of the payments are up I expect to see them paid by noon on the marrow..." she hissed slightly. She may have to to call him co-owner to his face and share the profits but it was her that put all the real work into it. She was the one to pay the bills and check the roles. It was her job to buy the replacements and create the grocery lists. Her job to see rules were followed. She didnt need anyone's help at all to be frank. She just enjoyed making him pay to call himself Co-owner.<br/><br/>looking past Erik and the others around she narrowed her eyes on william. "William... What has been on my grounds this past three days...it smells aweful... I want it gone in the next hour. It smells dead... Also has there been intrudors? If so I wish you to find them and end them... " she set her plans in her mind. She was not a woman to be messed with . Anyone who did her wrong was ended that was that plan and simple. And if no one else would end them she would. If she had to, she made the other ways to die seem peacefull and enjoyable. She was after all without anyone else's knowing a creature more frightening then any ever known prior to her unforchanut creation.