Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour
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				Title: <strong>Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 20:55:57</strong>
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				<strong>Madame Saru would like to welcome one and all to her Parlour… </strong><br><br>Please feel free to join Madame for a drink or two, on the house, of course. If you are lucky, she may even read your cards for you. <br>**The price for a fortune is one (1) golden mouse (check your pocket, you’ll find a few there). <br>**The price for a card reading (one per customer/per day) is three (3) golden mice. <br>**You may contact Madame for a full reading, but she does not guarantee she will provide, and she suggests you contact her privately if this is your request. <br><br>Her Parlour is always open, but Madame may not always be “IN”. When Madame is “OUT”, you may enjoy her space, her drink, and the company of those also visiting. <em>To determine whether Madame is “IN” or “OUT”, please observe whether she is "online" or not</em> ;)<br><br>Now, let Madame show you around a bit…this is the general lounging area here:<br><br>(http://kikikat.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/parlour1.jpg)<br><br>As you can see, Madame favours purple…if you note the passageway to the left, it leads to Madame’s private chambers…you may not enter without permission…ever.<br><br>The bar is to your right...<br><br>(http://kikikat.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/parlour2.jpg)<br><br>Just as in the Carnival, Madame’s staff is quiet enough to be considered ghostly, please feel free to request anything you’d like…you will find it before you in the blink of an eye.<br><br>Please respect others who are visiting, let’s keep things light and pleasant…Madame wishes everyone to feel comfortable when they visit…<br><br><span class="bbc_u">IMPORTANT: To all players in the Carnival threads, please try to refrain from discussing what goes on over THERE in HERE. Again, Madame would like to keep things light in here. It is fine to discuss minor elements of the Carnival, but please do not mention the more "unpleasant" side of it. Madame thanks you for your understanding in this matter.</span><br><br>Madame would like to thank you for visiting &amp; hopes that you enjoy your stay…if she can be of assistance, please let her know…she is here to serve…<br><br>For attraction descriptions or more information on Madame’s Carnival, please visit the OOC Thread: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54197.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54197.0)<br>To join in the fun, check the OOC Thread above, then go set up a profile in the Profile Thread: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54196.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54196.0)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 09:47:50</strong>
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				Madame hurriedly rushed about the Parlour making sure everything was in place before opening its doors to the public. The Parlour was always the last area to open up each time she set up her Carnival. It was her own personal space, in a way, though one she was more than willing to share with others. And since Madame was a perfectionist, with an eye for detail, she always made sure it was "just right" before opening. <br><br>She turned down the lights and set some relaxing music to play softly in the background. Adjusting the sign above the door, she finally felt it was ready. She unlocked the doors and set up the signage outside to read that she was "In". She figured she might be alone for awhile, but you never can tell with these things. <br><br>Wandering over to the bar, she went to the service station and called out for a mojito, watching as it appeared before her in the blink of an eye. Taking the glass and wandering over to her favourite lounge chair, she settled in and took a few sips before setting her drink on the table before her. Pulling out her little black device, she ran a quick check to make sure things were running smoothly. Satisfied, she put the device away and picked up her drink again. Sighing as she took another sip of the cool liquid, the minty-lime flavour enhanced by the tang of the rum, she was quite happy that things were going so well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 10:45:52</strong>
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				Not realizing the time, Madame was quite surprised to find her head nodding as she sat on the lounge chair. Whew, I better get to bed, she thought. Heading towards her private chambers, Madame quickly disappears within, hopefully to return tomorrow....
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 09:56:32</strong>
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				<em>Mordred walks in and slumps in his usual spot.</em> "Phew, ouch."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 11:27:30</strong>
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				<em>Ophelia walks in appearantly from the Madame's private room, and hops up onto the bar, picking up her glass of tea.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 23:51:43</strong>
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				"Hey, how's it going?" Mordred nods in Ophelia's direction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 05:07:26</strong>
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				<em>She raises her tea at Mordred in acknowledgement.</em> "Busy. So many things going on, both in Madame's realm and out. Its enough to make a lady scream." <em>Ophelia grins and sips her tea, enjoying the flavor of her favorite drink... Peach White Tea with a splash of Saru...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 19:07:43</strong>
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				"Hmph, things are seeming a bit slow, aren't they?" He stretches, settling into his seat more. "Well, I've been looking through the employee files on some of the new hires... Oy, we've gotta get more guests, maybe advertise a bit more or something..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 09:18:08</strong>
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				"I did notice a bunch of new faces.... Anybody amusing?" <em>Casually, Ophelia sits across Mordred's lap.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 10:37:44</strong>
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				"Well, the most recent hire has rather caught my interest, though her paperwork is very... blank, for the most part. Anyways, if we don't get more guests I almost think we staff may just have to keep each other entertained~"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 17:04:45</strong>
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				<em>Ophelia tries to look at the resume that Mordred is referring to.</em> "Hmm. That would be a shame wouldn't it? Such talents wasted on employees. That's nearly blasphemous! Hehe." <em>She wiggles and gets comfy as she giggles, sipping her tea. After settling in, she frowns before speaking again.</em> "It does seem rather lonely outside however. Everyone seems to have disappeared like the rest of the little ghosties here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 21:52:47</strong>
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				"Even the madame herself seems rather scarce. Or is she just... recovering?" He raises an eyebrow at the coworker in his lap.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 06:37:16</strong>
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				"I'm completely innocent. I would be bragging if I wasn't." She giggles and winks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 10:28:02</strong>
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				"Just curious since you came in from her private chambers. That and your drink earlier smelled a bit unusual."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 18:17:50</strong>
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				"No I didn't. I appeared from my chambers in the Funhouse. And the tea is a special blend. Theres a bottle of the Madame's more delicate flavours locked up under the counter." She smiles and offers Mordred a sip of the tea. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 20:51:08</strong>
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				"Well you looked like you came in from there anyways." He accepts her offer and tries a sip.<br>"Mmm, not bad."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 09:03:44</strong>
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				"I adore it. The essence of Madame gives it a very delectable flavor. Makes the peachyness sweeter, and the tea smoother. The fact that it smells like her to my senses doesn't hurt either, no?" She giggles playfully and leans back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 10:34:41</strong>
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				"A tad bit strong, but then again, I'm used to my meals being a tad less direct, more diluted, you know?" He stretches out a bit, resting his elbows on the back of the sofa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 18:26:14</strong>
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				"Not really." She finishes her tea, and in a swirl of violet, the glass is whisked away to the bar counter. "We never did come up with an answer for why the carnival is so quiet... Or come up with a plan to liven it again."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 09:57:30</strong>
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				"Hmm, well... We could hand out fliers? Maybe something about where the carnival is located isn't getting it attention..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 17:41:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;"It is my understanding that humans dislike such attempts to gather attention. They find it annoying or some such. Perhaps we can start a fire? Humans are normally attracted to accidents and incidents, due to a morbid curiosity..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 08:48:10</strong>
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				"Well, that's and... <em>original</em> idea, yes, but it still doesn't really bring people to see the carnival, it brings them to look at the carnival. Unfortunately, the two don't always go together, you know?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 09:14:09</strong>
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				"Hmmph.... Spoilsport. How about a bordello?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 09:22:31</strong>
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				"Hmm, well, you do catch more flies with honey than a sign that says 'come here flies'. They are often know for their tendency to disregard written instructions, unfortunately. Still, I think an idea like that would best be run by the Madame before being put into action, yes?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 18:14:17</strong>
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				"Well, of course. And as soon as she returns, we should assault her with out affections and then scheme our little schemes for the carnival."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 06:20:23</strong>
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				Madame pokes her head into the room from her chamber door. "Sorry for my extended absence. I wish I could tell you that things are back to normal, but I'm not quite sure what normal is anymore." <br><br>Wandering into the room slowly, "I'm sorry I've left this place unattended, however. Next time, and hopefully there won't BE a "next time," I shall leave someone "in charge," so to speak. I happened to overhear the last bit of your conversation. A bordello? I think that would be fitting, actually. Please do share your ideas with me on such a lovely little addition..." Madame winks at the others &amp; takes up her usual seat, wrapping her legs beneath her lightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 06:25:41</strong>
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				Ophelia coughs and nearly chokes on her tea, not noticing the arrival of the Madame. "Madame! You've returned! The carnival has been rather boring since you departed..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 06:29:48</strong>
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				"I apologize, dear Ophelia. I certainly didn't mean to be gone this long..." Smiling sweetly, Madame reaches forward to the small table in front of her, grabbing the goblet that appears in a whiff of purple air. Taking a slow sip, she smiles even broader than before. "Now, what's this about a bordello?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 06:54:24</strong>
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				Ophelia moves over to sit at the feet of Madame Saru's chair, leaning against her legs affectionately. "Mordred and I were scheming for ways to attract more attention to the carnival. He thinks my bonfire is a bit inappropriate, and I offered a more inappropriate idea. Not that I wouldn't mind a bordello... But the denizens of the more tricksome attractions are far more suited to my tastes. Besides, a bordello is a bit forward... Don't you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 18:58:40</strong>
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				Pondering quietly, Madame's hand instinctively reaches out towards Ophelia's hair, stroking it lightly. "Well, yes, it is a bit forward. And I wouldn't subject my regular staff to such a thing. However, perhaps Madame can..." She coughs slightly, "<em>recruit </em>for such an attraction? I think the recruiting process alone would be enough to gather some renewed interest in the Carnival, don't you?" Smiling down at Ophelia, she admires her silky hair as her fingers glide through it effortlessly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 05:45:12</strong>
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				Ophelia closes her eyes and nearly purrs as Madame plays with her hair. "I feel the interest would be more towards the feeding, umm, I mean sex. The bordello would most likely detract from the other attractions. However, something DOES need to be done."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 05:53:59</strong>
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				Madame sighs softly and continues to stroke Ophelia's hair. <br><br>"Well, I think it would be difficult to control the goings on in a bordello, honestly. Would be too chaotic in the long run. I have sent out little feelers to gauge interest in keeping the Carnival going. But, I may simply need to go back to square one and update the original "flyers" that were handed out."<br><br>"Right now, it's a waiting game. I think we shall wait until Monday, yes? Give some of our original visitors time to make a decision before I hunt down some new ones." <br><br>Grinning wickedly at Ophelia, Madame takes a sip of her drink and relaxes further into her seat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 06:11:58</strong>
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				Ophelia murrs softly, and relaxes against Madame's legs, remaining there after she relaxes back into the chair, mulling over what she said. It would be nice if the others returned, but there didnt seem to be many interesting playthings in the first place....
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 20:58:57</strong>
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				Watching Ophelia in her silent reverie, Madame considers what else might be done to attract visitors....<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 01:54:34</strong>
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				Mordred brings Karen into the parlor. "Hello? Anyone in here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 01:58:15</strong>
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				Karen, still flushed at her unusual form, tries to use her hair to cover up her 'extras'.<br><br>As she looks around she coughs.<br><br>"Don't suppose you can put me down to two tits?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:05:38</strong>
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				"Oh, right." He takes out the remote and changes Karen to a slightly more normal form. "On second though, you might get <em>slightly</em> less attention with the nakedness if you had fur..." He changes her again, this time into an anthro fox form. "Hehe, madame should like that~"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:09:23</strong>
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				She looked herself over curiously, pulling her tail around to stick it between her breasts. <br><br>"Madam?" She asked curiously.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:18:14</strong>
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				"I guess she's busy at the moment, she might come out soon though, you never know." Mordred walks over and sits at his usual spot, kicking is feet up onto the small table. "May as well as make yourself comfortable, the bar'll have whatever you want. Mostly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:22:23</strong>
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				"I'd like that.." She said as she ran her fingers though her tail. She was still a bit unsure of what she was, but she enjoyed the new sensations of her body. "I don't suppose we could have some iced tea?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:24:35</strong>
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				Ophelia awakens from her slumber, still on the floor and leaning against the empty chair. "Hmm? Oh, Mordred."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:31:11</strong>
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				Popping up from behind the bar, Madame calls back to Mordred. "I'm here, Mordred. Just looking for something I've misplaced." She disappears once more, the rattle of bottles fills the air. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 02:35:42</strong>
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				The succubus stretches languidly, and flops over the side of the chair to watch Madame Saru's general location, incase she needs to catch something or stuff.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 03:53:11</strong>
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				Rising again, Madame tucks something into her pocket &amp; moves towards her guests. Nodding to Ophelia, she approaches Mordred and his guest. Looking the fox lady up and down appreciatively, she looks again towards Mordred. <br><br>"So, who do we have here, Mordred? Another one of your pets?" Her smile is warm and one can tell that no malice is intended in her question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 04:26:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen blushed at the interest that she was getting from the woman. She fidgeted a little at look.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 04:47:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madame could not help but smirk as she noticed the fox girl fidgeting. How sweet, she thought, she's shy! Sniffing at the air delicately, she noticed the smell of Mordred's magics about her. Raising an eyebrow at Mordred, she smiled at the newcomer once more.<br><br>"I'm Madame Saru, my dear. Welcome to my parlour. Please treat this place as a home away from home. Any refreshment you wish is yours in an instant. My <em>other </em>staff are quick, and nearly invisible." Grinning broadly, she embraces the fox girl briefly in welcome. "Please let me know if there's anything I can do for you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 04:54:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm.. Karen now.. I was Kyle, but I'm Karen now." She says with a smile as she accepts the hug. It felt good, her body rubbing against anothers. "I don't suppose I could get an iced tea could I?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 04:56:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mentally, she summons one of her special drinks for herself, a cold peach white tea with splash of Saru, no ice. It arrives near instantaniously to her hand, sipping on it while still laying over the arm of a plush recliner, too lazy to move.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 05:09:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Karen. And, of course, you may have an iced tea!" <br><br>Heading to the bar, Madame picks up the glass that appears instantly and delivers it to Karen. "I hope it's to your liking. If you need anything else, just say so and it will appear." <br><br>She turns, and heads over to sit in her usual spot, curling one leg up beneath her. Inclining her head towards Ophelia, she smiles, "and what have you got to drink, my dear? Feeling alright tonight?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 05:13:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My usual, Madame. Peach white tea with a splash of you." She grins playfully and takes another sip. "As for how I am feeling, I am acceptable. A bit tired, but it may pass. What of yourself? Find what you were looking for? I sincerly hope it wasn't my stash of Nectar of Saru."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 05:14:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled a bit nervously as she starts to sip the tea. It was a bit of a challenge at first with the muzzle of her fox like face but she managed and takes it slow.<br><br>"So, I'm supposed to ask about a job?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 05:32:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing mirthfully at the idea of 'Nectar of Saru,' Madame said, "Well, there seems to be nothing that my staff cannot come up with, eh? If that is your preferred beverage, then I would certainly do nothing to prevent you from drinking it, my dear Ophelia."<br><br>She shifts slightly in her seat and sighs. "Madame is quite tired this evening, actually. My body pains me, and I was looking for a certain medicinal tonic I had stored away behind the bar."<br><br>Tilting her head towards Karen, "A job, you say? Well, if you are coming with Mordred's recommendation, then I can see no reason not to employ you, my dear. If you will forgive me, we will have to wait for another time to discuss it in detail. I am in need of rest."<br><br>Smiling yet again, though weaker this time, Madame begs her leave of her company and heads towards her chamber door. Turning once to blow a kiss to Ophelia, she disappears quickly. Torn between her duty to entertain, and the pain in her body, she hopes her guests will make themselves at home during her absence.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 18:55:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The succubus yawns, falling into the chair and laying across it.<br><br>"So. Karen... Tell me about yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 19:33:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh.." She thinks on this a moment or two. "I used to be a guy. till Mordred made me over." She says with a nervous smile. "That was quite a shock huh? It's nice to not have a lot of pain though." She goes on to tell about her past.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 19:34:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ophelia listens, sipping her tea between asking suitable questions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 19:46:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally Karen finished up with the story of how Mordred 'broke' her in. Under her fur, it was clear that she was blushing.<br><br>"As nice as this body is.. I don't know much about being a woman."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 20:16:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's fairly straightforward. Show some skin, flirt with everybody, enjoy yourself often, and try not to let everyone know just how crazy you are." The demon grins, knowing that her comment was not only stereotypical, but also true. "Men and women are not that different, despite what everyone else believes. The biggest difference is that women are much more sensitive to things like touch and temperature. Especially in the breasts and pussy. The nerves are much closer to the surface of the skin in those locations. Personality wise, it depends on the person. Just be yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 23:48:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well there is all sorts of stuff." She said with another hidden blush. "Hygeine, clothing an such.. don't know any of that." She was also a bit smaller and weaker than she was used to, Kyle had been a well built strong guy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 23:56:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, how did you wash yourself before? Do the same thing, only try to shower at least once per day. Clothing is the same as before, only your shirts will be tighter at the chest and your pants looser at the waist. Bra and pantie shopping are wonderful excursions, especially if you're buying them to impress." She grins and winks. "Go to any good boutique, and they will size you for a bra before you buy one. Just tell them that your breasts have grown and you don't know what size you are anymore." Thinking a bit, she leans back, takes a sip of tea, then continues. "Of course, you're not like any regular human, Karen. You have fur to take care of, and a tail. Skirts might be more your style, especially if you can get them tailored for your tail."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 06:00:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded and blushed. It clearly wasn't as easy as the other woman was saying. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 03:50:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madame entered the Parlour once more from her chamber door, approaching the bar &amp; picking up the goblet that appeared. Sipping her mojito, she turned towards Karen once more.<br><br>"And how are you holding up, dear?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 03:53:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That depends on what I'm going to do." She flicked her tail in a nervous flourish. "I'm adapting though.." She adds with a grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 03:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling softly and nodding, Madame takes another sip of her drink. "I'm glad to hear that, dear." Moving towards her favourite seat, she pats the seat next to her. "Why don't you have a seat, love?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 03:59:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Adapting indeed." Mordred says with a smirk, taking out a small device like a sleek remote control and idly flipping it around between his fingers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:03:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes settle on the remote like it was a magnet and she was drawn to it. <br><br>"Definitely adapting. I don't suppose I can get that and shown how to use it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyeing the remote warily, Madame grew curious. "And what exactly does that little item do, Mordred?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:08:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm, how about a demonstration?" He presses a button, and Karen abruptly takes on a more reptilian form, becoming a human-lizard sort of hybrid (Paradoxically still having breasts).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:12:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madame's eyes widen at the sight of the pretty kitsune turning into something that looked like a cross between a human and reptile. "Oh my! Are the choices...limited in any way?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:14:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasps as her fur fades into her body, leaving behind the tail and breasts but now cover in a tight line of scales that glitter like green gems in the fitful lighting of the parlor and blinks as she sees her tongue come out of her mouth to sample the air. <br><br>A long and forked tongue that whips in and out quickly.<br><br>"He can do.. makeovers with it.." She says with a&nbsp; slight trill in her voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:22:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blinking again in surprise, Madame takes a larger gulp of her drink. "Makeovers, you say? Looks like a very involved makeover to me!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:23:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It should be quite versatile, and it isn't preprogrammed, so even I'm not sure what exactly the limits would be, if any." He hands it over to Madame, showing that the face has a very vague depiction of the human form, broken up into sections, with several other square sections inscribed with runes to the side. "You press the section you want to change, and think of what you want to change it to. The sections off to the side are for total body changes, skin type, and overall size/shape, descending and in that order."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:33:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madame examines the remote closely. "Fine piece of work you have here, Mordred. As always, I am impressed with your abilities."<br><br>Looking up at Karen, and then looking back at the remote, she presses one of the buttons off to the side. Madame smiles as Karen is transformed into a creature that most closely resembles an anthropomorphic snow leopard. Pressing the button for the chest area, she gives Karen very small pert breasts. Grinning broadly at Mordred, she hands it back to him and reaches out to stroke Karen's fur. The thick pelt felt smooth and silky beneath her fingertips.<br><br>"Lovely...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:37:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I figured it could help round out our staff quite a bit, considering. I tied it to the remote control because of a previous experiment to create a shapechanger that ended rather badly. But this way, as long as I have the master remote, things can't get out of control. This is a copy I made for you, by the way." He hands the remote over to Karen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:43:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles wickedly as she takes it. <br><br>"How do I use it?" She asks almost eagerly, curious to see how she can change her form. All sorts of exotic women she had looked over growing up, and the potential of what she had been shown since waking up, went through her mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:47:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				" As I said, you press the section you want to change, and think of what you want to change it to. The sections off to the side are for total body changes, skin type, and overall size/shape, descending and in that order."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:50:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I'm happy to welcome you as part of my Staff, Karen. When you're ready to start work, you just let me know." Madame put her goblet down and smiled at the woman, wondering how she may change herself, now that she had the control.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:51:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cool." She said with a smile as she looked it over. <br><br>"So, I"m stuck as a girl, but other than that I can do all sorts of things?" She runs a finger over it to take on the form a tall, shapely woman with asian features. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:53:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"More or less. You could also add in something 'extra' if you felt the need." He winks knowingly at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 05:16:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rising from her seat slowly, Madame stretches and arches her back. "Well, if you will excuse me, I need to retire for the evening, my lovelies." Nodding to Mordred and smiling at Karen, she added, "just let me know when you'd like to start work, Karen. Again, I'm happy to have you here." Madame saunters off towards her chamber door and disappears silently behind it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>20-05-2010, 23:29:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Entering the Parlour in a swirl of purple fabric, Madame heads directly to the bar and grabs the goblet that appears before her. Swiftly drinking her mojito, she places the empty goblet on the counter and picks up the new one that appears. <br><br>Ignoring anyone else present, Saru heads towards her usual spot in the furthest corner of the lounge. Her purple dress almost making her blend into the background, much like a Cheshire Cat. If it weren't for her red hair and flashing blue-green eyes, one might not even notice her there.<br><br>She daintily places the goblet on the table before her as she settles into her seat. Her legs tucked beneath her, she carefully arranges her dress to cover them completely. Madame may show a bit of cleavage from time to time, and in fact, was doing so with this particular garment, however she did not see the point in showing the whole world HER "whole world."<br><br>Relaxing back into the seat, she closes her eyes and sighs heavily. She could not believe her device just stopped working like that! She relied upon it so much to get so many tasks done. She had sent word to Drake immediately, of course. She knew it would likely cost her to have it fixed, but since he was the one who procured it for her in the first place, he was the only one she could turn to for help. Her mind swirled with concern over all the things that would fall apart without her device, leaving her oblivious to all else.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>20-05-2010, 23:58:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>[from the Fairway]</em><br><br>A problem about peanuts brittle is... they make you thirsty. Drake's tall figure appears on the entrance of the Parlour, mouth shut and tongue still trying to dislodge a particularly nasty peanut shard from between two teeth... and heads straight to the bar, unknowingly mimicking the moves of madame as he takes up a full glass of Port wine (http://www.magicaljourneys.com/Portugal/images/images-port1.jpg). <br><br>He gives a glance around while taking a sip or two... his eyes pass at least twice on the little, secluded corner where Madame Saru is sitting, before his brain makes the connection and he almost chokes on the wine. Why does that darn woman always have the effect of having him swallow like a sixteen years old was something that escaped Drake...<br><br>Maybe because of the fact that she was a Kitsune, Madame was one of those people who smelled of magic to the right nostrils. And Drake damn well <em>had</em> the right nostrils... at least for that kind of things. And since the first time he met her to sell her an interesting article of his... collection, he has felt that there was something of her that attracted him, somehow...<br><br>Drake took another sip and then moved to her table. He smiled and put down the glass, before taking a seat in front of her..<br><br>"Madame Saru.." he said softly "..it is a privilege to meet you. As always."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 00:22:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her thoughts were still transfixed upon her problems, when one of her senses started to tickle the back of her mind. Her kitsune sense of smell was quite advanced. In fact, she could probably smell better than some bloodhounds. Upon smelling a particular brand of Port being served, she opened her eyes and caught her breath. There he was, as if summoned by her thoughts...Drake. She knew he might show up, but wasn't expecting him quite this soon.<br><br>Her eyes raked over his tall, slender frame, grateful that he had not spotted her yet so that she might take a few extra moments to drink him in. She had never really hidden the fact that she found him attractive, her natural flirting always present. However, she would not admit to many just exactly what she thought of Drake. She could feel her pulse quicken, and her body react, telling herself he was just a man, to calm down. Watching him glance around the room, she resumed her relaxed position, eyes half closed, desperately trying to slow her breath.<br><br>Saru's heart skipped a beat as she heard his smooth even tones address her. Opening her eyes, she gave him her best smile and reached forward to touch his knee gently. <br><br>"Drake! The pleasure and privilege is all mine, I assure you. I am so very happy you are here...I need you...err...your assistance." <br><br>She blushed furiously, but did not move her hand away, at least not yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 01:01:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drake was a master in being poker-faced. His exquisite ability in that fine art, allowed him to maintain his bright smile and steady gaze, while she was touching his knee. He managed to ignore the shiver that ran up his spine and the sudden wave of heat that flooded his face. He managed even to bow slightly in her direction... after which, he needed a sip of Port Wine.<br><br>All in all, he felt nicely in control of himself.<br><br>Really.<br><br>Uhm...<br><br>"Sure.." he said in a low tone of voice "...I will be happy to give you all my... assistance. All of it. I mean.."<br><br>He forced his brain to gear into business mode. "..you wrote to me that you are having trouble with the... object that you acquired from my shop some time ago. I have to say that I was intrigued enough by your message... to come here at once. That kind of things does not malfunction easily... actually it should not malfunction <em>at all</em>. I am really curious to see what may be happened..."<br><br>Drake took another thoughtful sip of Port and let his gaze run over the curvaceous figure of Madame. He managed to do that <em>without</em> his blood becoming overly hot in his veins. He felt proud of himself.<br><br>"How are you? ... I hope that life has treated you well since we met last time.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 01:28:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Madame Saru met the green eyed gaze of Drake, she felt a flush suffuse her body. Damn, why must my body give me away each time, she thought. She quickly moved her hand to retrieve her own drink, hoping she might hide her blush behind it. <br><br>Or perhaps at least excuse it, given how much alcohol she had just consumed. Not enough to get her drunk, surely, for she could handle quite a bit. But enough to send her blood racing. Yes, that was it. It wasn't due to the man just a mere foot or two away from her. No, not at all. <br><br>Meeting his gaze once more as she put down her drink, she flushed yet again at his words. All of it, she thought...oh my! As if to banish the images that suddenly floated through her mind, she shook her head slightly. Get it together, woman! <br><br>She sighed lightly as he mentioned the malfunctioning device. Lowering her gaze for a moment in frustration, barely able to focus on his words as his eyes kept piercing her. Trying to plaster a smile upon her face and hide behind it, she looked into his eyes once more before answering him, unsure of what she saw there.<br><br>"I've been well, but slightly stressed. Things could be going better here at the Carnival, and I've been working hard to make it so, so you can imagine my dismay when the device stopped working properly." Sighing once more, she looked down at her hands, and unclenched them, smoothing out her dress meaningfully.<br><br>"So...Yes, I realize it should not malfunction at all, however, that's exactly what it seems to be doing. I've tried everything, and it's just not working properly." Lowering her voice, as she could hear herself becoming slightly strident, she continued. "I took it out the other day, as I had need to locate one of my employees that has gone missing, and I could not find him...at all! Normally, should something have happened, it would have at least found the body, but nothing! Not even a trace of him."<br><br>Adjusting in her seat slightly, she placed her feet upon the ground, pulling her dress down as she had inadvertently uncovered her thigh for a second.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 02:04:50</strong>
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				Drake was a businessman... and an iron-cast one at that. His brain was accustomed to go right on its tracks when thinking about things like buying, selling or... fixing objects. So, he managed to maintain himself collected enough while Madame made her recount about her trouble with the device.<br><br>"I will need to have a look at it obviously.." he said "...maybe with a direct exam I will be able to make out what has happened. Although I am still a bit worried about what I could find... it is not like there are that many things on Earth that may mess up that... item."<br><br>He shook his head and looked at her. <br><br>Bad idea, since he felt another warm wave surge through his veins... especially when she moved her curvaceous figure to adjust her dress, so it covered her thigh. That was something of human nature that Drake had always been curious about... why sometimes an exposed thigh could have to a man seeing it the same effect of a - say - naked breast was something that escaped Drake, and still here he was, experimenting the inponderable.<br><br>He forced himself to self control. That darn woman had bugged him that way since the first time he met her... and without an apparent reason. She was a Kitsune... he knew that much despite having never seen her turn into fox-woman, and a source of possible danger since her powers were far from small.... his self-preservation instinct would have advised him to keep his distance.<br><br>And still... <br><br>Drake was a pragmatic man and he always found useless giving things different names from their own. Attraction was attraction.<br><br>And business was business.<br><br>"Can you show the item to me?" he asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 08:16:01</strong>
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				She tried to calm herself by not looking into his eyes directly. Saru tried desperately to look everywhere else, but it was to no avail. The sight of the few greys that dappled his dark hair, the way his hands moved when he spoke. All of these things were enough to drive her to distraction. She could feel a tug towards him that she had not felt with any other. She knew he was different. His scent alone told her that, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different about him.<br><br>Shaking her head slightly again, she reached towards a hidden fold in her dress and extracted the small black device from within. Despite the fact that her clothes were rather form fitting, she always managed a hidden pocket or two. Looking at the small item rather disdainfully, an item any other person might mistake for something else entirely, she handed it over to Drake. Her breath catching slightly as their fingers made contact. The electricity from that brief touch sent a small shiver down her spine.<br><br>Madame did her best to shift into business mode, explaining yet another function that had ceased to work.<br><br>“Now, after failing to locate my staff member, I then tried to bring the item directly to you. You know how quickly I like to travel, and getting it fixed was of the utmost importance. But, when I tried…nothing. I couldn’t summon your shop’s location, couldn’t bring myself to you….” She paused at this, then cleared her throat and continued.<br><br>“I couldn’t go anywhere! Not even from one room to the next. Finally, and this is what disturbs me the most, I cannot seem to get certain areas of my Carnival to work properly, since so much is controlled by the device. Some rides have had to be closed for “repairs” and you know that means loss of business.” Giving him a meaningful look, “I know you can relate to the seriousness of that!” <br><br>Smiling slightly, she leaned forward to see what Drake was doing with the item, unaware of how her scent drifted towards him as she did so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 09:34:06</strong>
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				Drake managed to mentally cling to his own personal curiosity about what could have happened to Madame’s device… and that helped him in avoiding wandering too much with his mind. For some reason, he did not feel at ease in letting his mind wander in her presence… he was actually not sure where it could lead him to, although he suspected somewhere not much proper. And not being proper, was not good for business. So Drake held fast…. Or at least as fast as he could.<br><br>He nodded gravely at her words and took the black item from Madame’s hands and regarded it critically, then extracted a brass magnifying glass (http://www.raincollection.com/filebin/images/barreveld/304/brassmagnifyingglass.jpg) from one of his pockets and started examining the object. A deep crease appeared on his forehead as he carefully passed the magnifying glass over the item… from time to time, his gaze seemed to harden and the glass of the magnifier appeared to slightly shine. Drake remained silently intent in his exam for several minutes, then he put away the glass and mumbled something to himself.<br><br>A whiff of Madame’s perfume caught his nostrils and a shiver ran down his spine. He raised his gaze and noticed that she was leaning towards him.<br><br>“The good news” he automatically said, his rational brain gearing in and taking control before he could blush and stammer something stupid “are that the item functions properly. There is nothing wrong with it that I can see. The bad news are: this does mean that some external force is interfering with the item’s use. Maybe some kind of curse… I cannot say, for now.”<br><br>She was a bit too near and he had to make an effort of will to avoid staring at her beautiful bosom. Drake tried to harness himself a bit… Madame was a client, and also a potentially very dangerous being. Drake knew that he needed to calm himself a bit down… unfortunately that darn woman seemed to be a collection of all the things – physical and otherwise – that he found arousing in the fair sex… <br><br>“I think I’ll need to investigate a bit. I can offer you this… for a standard fee, I will try to assess what happened. Then, we may discuss the possible cost of solving the matter…”<br><br>Drake coughed and forced himself to look her in the eye.<br><br>“I see that you have a beautiful place here… hard work may it be but I guess you are proud of your creation. You have not lost your touch… people cannot help but… like you very much.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 20:33:20</strong>
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				As Drake delivered the good and bad news, Madame’s expression shifted accordingly. Happy to hear that the device was indeed not malfunctioning, she was disturbed to learn what the possible causes might be. <br><br>Madame nodded as he made his offer to investigate the matter and possibly take care of it. She had no doubt that he could deliver a resolution, but she knew it would not be cheap. Her comical little golden mice trinkets, which she had her visitors use to pay her for readings, certainly would not cover <strong>this </strong>bill!<br><br>She blushed at his kind words to her, murmuring her thanks. She had worked very hard on her Carnival and wished for it to continue and grow. She wondered at his compliment, but decided a man such as himself was simply clear with his words, and that they did not mean more than what he said. <br><br>Her brow furrowing slightly, she pursed her lips as her thoughts turned to a possible curse on her beloved Carnival. How could this have happened, she thought. And, why now?<br><br>“A curse, you say? Well, such things are not unknown to my…people. However, I have to wonder why it should suddenly manifest itself like this.” Echoing her thoughts, she continued. “Honestly, I have to wonder, why now?” <br><br>Pausing for a moment, her eyes lit up as she had a small revelation. “I may be able to assist you in this investigation, dear Drake. I have certain talents…skills, if you will…that you may find most useful.”<br><br>Noting the look in his eye, she added, “I offer you my assistance willingly and expect no discount of any sort. I assure you. I would never presume such a thing was even possible. Your expertise is beyond reproach and I value it highly.”<br><br>She smiled at Drake once more, hoping she had assuaged his concerns. “Shall I give you a tour of the Carnival as we discuss your terms and how I may be of assistance to you? I should probably tell you that I am very skilled in certain esoteric arts. Very skilled, indeed.” She says the last with a wink and a twinkle in her eye that could not be mistaken by anyone. She truly liked this man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 21:53:19</strong>
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				Drake took a deep breath and focused himself on her reaction at his words. This was the most delicate part… getting the customer to agree with his terms without having her feeling like he was asking an excessive price.<br><br>Drake was not a cheap one. He was the kind of guy that did his best to always deliver… and at times he managed to deliver in circumstances that would have seemed impossibly difficult. This came at a price and the price was never negotiable…. Even in those cases into which Drake would really have liked to have a say in the form of payment.<br><br>He nodded at her words. “Why now…” he mumbled “…I do not know, obviously. My experience in these cases is that the reasons for which things happen are often stupidly simple… when you know them. What makes them complicated is the fact that you usually lack some critical information.”<br><br>He looked at her as she paused and then went on offering her assistance… his gaze hardened as his businessman senses started to send wary vibes to his brain. She seemed to notice and quicly reassured him about her willingness of paying his full fee.<br><br>Drake nodded. Sometimes he hated himself for being so venal. But his problem was… he had to be that way. He just had. He could not even <em>think</em> about being different.<br><br><br>He managed to curve his lips into a warm smile. “I gratefully accept…” he said “…actually your knowledge about this place is probably going to be the main asset. It will make things much easier, surely.”<br><br>He swallowed at her last words and answered almost without thinking. “I would feel a privileged man to take advantage of your… skills. I only hope that… mine will be up to the task. You surely are someone for which I would really… do my best.”<br><br>Drake swallowed again. Why on earth his brain was keeping thinking about double entenders regarding what he had just said? He shook his head and went on: “From where shall we start? I gather there is a… funhouse near here?”&nbsp; He looked at her again. The perspective of having her with him in his search was a dangerously thrilling one for him. <br><br>Drake stood up and drank the last of his Port wine. Then he stood waiting for her to rise and lead him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 23:45:28</strong>
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				Madame Saru noticed Drake’s small swallows and smiled on the inside. At least he wasn’t completely immune to her, she thought. She had begun to wonder whether ice water flowed through his veins or whether there might be some hot blood in him after all. Blushing slightly at his words, she knew that she could not hide her intentions or reactions as well as Drake.<br><br>She nodded as he mentioned the funhouse. “Yes, it’s very close to here. Two quick turns on the Fairway should take us there.” <br><br>Her eyes feasted upon his movements as he stood up and finished his wine. She noticed his hands, how long and slender his fingers appeared. She met his gaze as she rose to join him, her movements fluid and graceful by nature. Her dress swirled about her legs slightly, as though a wind moved it, or as though she were twirling it. Neither of which was the case.<br><br>Placing her hand lightly upon his arm and looking up at him from her petite stature, she smiled once more and indicated he should follow her lead. She slid her hand along his arm until their arms were locked together. Pretending not to notice the effect this had upon her, she started to lead him towards the Parlour door.<br><br>“Now, I know you’re aware I have some psychic abilities, but I don’t think you’re aware of how far they extend. I should probably tell you that I come from a long line of mediums, all of whom are able to converse with the dead.”<br><br>She waited for him to open the Parlour door before exiting, taking up his arm once more as they left and guiding him swiftly to the Funhouse.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>22-05-2010, 00:28:48</strong>
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				The Powers that Be did not provide Drake with ice-cold water instead of blood… in fact, when Drake was born, the thing had probably been taken into consideration and discarded in favor of the more useful knack for poker-face. Drake was feeling really more affected than it was acceptable by Madame Saru, and yet he managed to maintain his composure and smile gallantly to her as she explained to him the position of the funhouse.<br><br>“I have always wanted to have a good look at your carnival..” he said “shall you lead the way?”<br><br>His gaze couldn’t help but twinkle a bit when she rose up… Drake’s eagle gaze had already noticed the blush that cutely colored her cheeks. And as she moved, her legs peeked out the folds of her dress, without apparent reason for doing so. Drake swallowed again and tensed for an instant as her arm locked together with his own.<br><br>There were things like physical attraction and magnetism. Drake knew about them and could cope with them… although it was very difficult to do that when they came at him <em>together</em>. Madame Saru was one of those captivating women who could enthrall with the sheer force of personality… and she was also curvaceous and petite, things that the most… physical side of Drake liked to no end.<br><br>He sighed to himself and forced his body to action. He opened the door of the Parlour and the both of them went out, heading for the Funhouse.<br><br>“Mediums? Really? Wow… I think I could have used your help in a couple difficult transactions that I had to do recently…”<br><br>They disappeared.<br><br><em>[exit to the Funhouse]</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>19-06-2010, 16:23:08</strong>
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				Drake entered back the parlour, his face slightly flushed and his dress a bit disheveled. His eyes were brilliant and his breath was still going a bit fast after his… experience with Saru on the Wheel. He seemed much more… alive than before and a smirk was curving his mouth, as he stopped in the room and started looking around. Saru was still leaning on his arm and she got a warm smile from him, before he disentangled himself from her and adjusted a bit his pince-nez glasses above the bridge of his nose.<br><br>“I am not a medium, Saru…” he said “…but I have seen mediums at work in my life. I have actually seen a lot of strange things at work in my life… you wouldn’t believe how many. And I have learned a thing or two myself… since you are a medium, though, I would like to ask your opinion on my thoughts.” His tone of voice lowered a bit “..first of all, a spiritual manifestation needs not be evil or malevolent to be dangerous. More often than not, frightened spirits or spirits with a purpose can be as dangerous… if not MORE dangerous that evil or vengeful spirits..”<br><br>He seemed to ponder a bit and then went on. “Also this is not the only spirit present here… this place is haunted and there are plenty of ghostly fellows around, many of them are on your payroll. The fact that this one has basically avoided everyone else of his transparent peers makes me think that we may classify it on the “spirit with a purpose” category… said purpose being vengeance or whatever else. You try to avoid contact with everyone else if you have something to do and you don’t want to be hindered… am I right?”<br><br>Drake looked around an instant before going on “Uhm… and by the way, did you say that here we could freshen ourselves a bit?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 08:17:32</strong>
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				Saru smiled up at Drake as they entered the parlour. She could tell that he was still very much affected by their encounter, and to be honest, so was she. Her face was still flushed, and her eyes were still glittering. She felt like she was glowing, and to the casual observer, she probably was. She smiled as he pulled away and adjusted his glasses. Ah, always the businessman, she thought.<br><br>Saru took in everything Drake said, considering each bit of information as he brought them up. She was indeed a medium, coming from a family of mediums, and she was quite familiar with how spirits worked. She was also concerned that this spirit hadn’t bothered to make contact with her otherworldly staff. Smiling at his last question, she murmured, “of course, Drake. Come with me.” <br><br>Pulling Drake into one of the alcoves of her parlour and maneuvering him onto a bench, she summoned a pitcher of fresh clean water, a basin &amp; a washcloth. Smiling sweetly at him, she leaned forward and carefully removed his glasses. She poured some of the water into the basin &amp; dipped the washcloth in, wringing it quickly. Leaning towards him, she passed the cloth over his face, neck, and chest as she spoke.<br><br>“Well, I have to agree with you that this spirit has a purpose. It is rather surprising that it has not contacted any of my staff, and they surely would have mentioned it if it had. The fact that they have not mentioned another spirit at all has me concerned. It is obviously taking great pains to keep itself hidden.” She paused to rinse out the cloth, wringing it out again before applying it to herself. Running it over her face and neck, she blushed slightly as she passed it over her chest and cleavage.<br><br>“I agree that spirits are not always malevolent, in fact most are quite the opposite. They are often just lost or confused.” She finished up &amp; sent everything away. Hovering over Drake once more, she gently put his glasses back in place and buttoned up his shirt. Taking her time as she tied his tie, she contemplated their next move, trying hard not to think of what she’d rather be doing with Drake. <br><br>“I can’t help but feel that my missing employee and this spirit are linked somehow. I hope that my feeling isn’t correct, but that almost never happens.” Her brow wrinkles with concern for a moment, until she stops and looks Drake in the eyes once more. Saru can feel her skin flush &amp; her breath catch in her throat. Damn this man and what he does to me! She smiles warmly and sits in Drake’s lap, playfully running her fingers through his hair. “I know we have more work to do, but I can’t seem to resist touching you…” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>22-06-2010, 01:31:09</strong>
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				Drake had thought that he would have been showed to someplace where to rinse and freshen her up by himself. The fact that Saru herself, after having him sit down, did the deed was something that took him by surprise and actually contributed to raise again a bit his blood temperature, despite the refreshing sensation coming from the wet towel on his skin.<br><br>He tried to distract himself by concentrating on her words. It was definitely not a good idea have his gaze wander again on her cleavage… especially given the fact that Drake had to admit that he was not feeling sated at all. That incredible explosion of lust in the wheel’s cabin had been to him… well more an appetizer than anything else. <em>Darn woman</em> he thought jokingly <em>serves me right for playing with… foxy fire</em><br><br>“I definitely think that this spirit has a purpose of some kind” he said shaking his head slowly “aggressive spirits tend to be extremely direct while this one seems to move with… care. Either he or she knows that you are a medium and does not want to take too many risks or.. maybe what he is trying to do is something he cannot afford to fail. And yes I agree with you…”<br><br>Drake smiled as she buttoned up his own shirt&nbsp; and then she did his tie “…there may be a connection between this spirit and recent unusual events happened here, disappearance of your employee included. Maybe you should tell me a bit more about this employee?” he said thoughtfully and it was as he pondered about how that employee fitted with his own personal suspect about the spirit that… he suddenly found Saru sitting on his lap, smiling.<br><br>Farewell to the freshening sensation of the towel. Drake felt immediately a warm wave run through his body and his pulse quickened just a tad. He looked at her and did the only thing that should be done in a situation like that… he nodded, leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips. “Well I have to say” he murmured “that resisting touching you is being exceedingly difficult for me too…”<br><br>“Tell you what” he said “maybe if we have something concrete to look forward to, rather than simple innuendos it will be better. So what about we solve this thing quickly – mainly because there may be someone in serious trouble and maybe in life danger – so we may have a bit more time for ourselves? I will say it bluntly… I am looking forward to earning many more of those wonderful yipping sounds you can make, milady kitsune…”<br><br>He smirked and winked at her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>25-06-2010, 01:45:42</strong>
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				Saru kisses him back softly, blushing and smiling warmly at his words. Dropping her gaze from his as he speaks, she looks up into his eyes at the mention of her yipping. She grins brightly and laughs, returning his wink quickly. “Yes, I think that is a wonderful plan, Drake. Let’s get this mystery solved quickly and…enjoy each other afterward.” Smirking slightly, she leans in to whisper into his ear, “You weren’t exactly quiet either, my dear. And I’m sure you have more abilities to show me, just as I have more talents to show you.” Brushing her face alongside his, cheek to cheek, she slides her lips across his, nipping lightly at his lower lip before getting up from his lap.<br><br>Turning away from him slightly, trying to compose herself, she conjures up two drinks. Her standard mojito &amp; his special Port; handing him the glass of Port, she sits down next to him this time and takes a sip of her own drink. “Now, as for this employee…His name is Khross, though he used to go by another name at some point. He is one of my best employees, always there for me, which is why his disappearance has been even more traumatic. He is good with computers and takes care of the computer that runs a lot of the rides.” Looking him in the eyes, once more, she smiles softly, unable to resist reaching out to push an errant hair behind his ear. Blushing once more, she takes another sip of her drink before setting it down on the table before them.<br><br>“I don’t know if there’s any connection there between this spirit and my employee. To be honest, I don’t know enough of his background to make any sort of connection. But, anything is certainly possible, my dear Drake.” Sighing quietly, a look of concern crosses her face. “I really hope we find him, and that he is unharmed. As I said, he is one of my best employees. One might even say, my favourite, really. I am so worried about him…” Her hand reaches out for Drake’s, clasping it tightly. “I cannot tell you how happy I am that you are here to help me. It really does mean the world to me.”<br><br>Sighing wearily once more, she leans against Drake, resting her head on his shoulder. Despite her need for comfort, she can feel her body react each time she makes contact with his. Feeling a burning need for him welling up inside her, she tries to push it from her mind and ignore her body. Priorities, woman, she thought. “We must locate this spirit. We must find Khross. Hopefully, if we find one, we will find the other. And then we can see about getting my device to work again.”<br><br>Smiling up at him, she cannot help but have warm feelings for Drake. She admired his strength, his resolve, and his knowledge very much. If things had been different, if she had not been born kitsune…Well, she wasn’t about to indulge those thoughts. Still, she was so happy to have him here, helping her. Trying hard not to let the thought of him leaving cross her mind, she leaned in once more to kiss his cheek, blushing yet again. “So, where do we go from here? I’m ready to follow wherever you lead, my dear.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Madame Saru's Parlour</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 19:29:37</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: monotype corsiva;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Madame and Drake have decided to do a little ghost-hunting. Their presence can no longer be felt within this realm. One can only hope they will return, safe and sound, soon.<br><br>~The Management aka Madame Saru aka Kit</span></span>
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