<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">My apologies for slowness again, I'm trying to up my speed a bit more, getting things in order in real life helps out somewhat at least. Regardless, here's a bit more continuation then.</div></div><br/>"Sir, if you choose to have him around that is your choice, but I still request you make it an order to me that I am not to allow him to take liberties with me. I am not always at the house, I run jobs outside as well and I am fairly certain knowing his insistence before he'll try and 'meet me by chance' to try and charm me to join him along. I think its safe enough if he doesn't live in the same house, it leaves the amount of time I risk running into him small enough that I should be able to handle it. I won't lie, I would rather not have to deal with him, but I am also aware there are things more important than just my comfort. I just wish he'd accept I am not interested, and stop bothering me and my family about it."<br/><br/>Angelique bowed her head deeply, then rising her head somewhat. "I'll write back to the Hlafords and message your approval then, along with the details you have given me." Her posture was a bit tense, her words a little formal. Bowing somewhat again, she headed to the bathroom then, to prepare the bathwater for either Tehr or Christina.<br/><br/>As she headed out, there was a knock soon enough on the door's frame, and a familiar sight of an elven mercenary. "Good morning. Finished a shopping run, and got back. Apparently the town guards caught some thief trying to sneak his way into the House Dale compound, big news out on the street today. The guards had him jailed but the Dales seem particularily furious about something." She shrugged. "Saw that Johr fellow on the street shouting to a merchant after his sister flirted with the man and the merchant dared to flatter her for it." Tera rolled her eyes briefly but looked at Tehr. "Seemed interesting enough to at least comment on it." Standing there fully dressed in a slim black suit, her pants hugged her legs closely, her shirt and vest covering her decently yet making the elf's bosom's shape all the more clear with the cut of the outfit seeming to enhance the look. Eyecatching as it might be though, the dagger at her side was openly carried, a warning for any would-be admirers to keep their distance.