To Tame To Learn
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				Title: <strong>To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunao Yousei</strong> on <strong>04-04-2009, 22:08:25</strong>
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				Residing in her chambers tangles in the sheets of velvet a girl with curly back length gray hair rested her naked body in bliss. Over her breast and between her legs the sheets rested like a pain pattern over the honey like skin. She had taken a shower the previous night and didn't feel like being bothered with putting on a few piece of clothes to cover up and just went to bed as was.&nbsp; Today was the day that the whole mansion would be introduced to the son of the owner, and here she was sleeping her day away. With the intruding sun however she had finally risen only to find herself twenty minutes behind and leaped from her bed in search of clothing.<br><br>Putting on a pair of lace black underwear and matching bra she then applied her uniform. Attaching the garter as fast as possible she flatted the apron against her skirt and tied it around her back in seconds. <br><br>"Please don't lecture me today" she begged to herself as she exited the room in an overall total of five minutes before making her way to the main hall where she ran her fingers through her hair and panted. The doors were open, a sign that the rules and speech had been given and that the entrance was soon to come. She was nervous thus making the ears on her curly hair fall. Her gold and blue eyes scanned around the others as she did and she couldn't help but sigh.<br><br>"Mion just relax, the Master is only putting his son in charge and we're supposed to listen okay" her spoke making her nod and stand straight in posture. "Whatever you say".
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 10:03:33</strong>
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				Michael Devereaux finally walked into the hall.&nbsp; At seventeen, with glasses, messy dark hair and a less-than Herculean physique, Michael was no one's idea of a "prince-in-waiting."&nbsp; He was, however, his father's oldest legitimate heir of record, though God certainly knew the old bastard had sown the family seed quite widely over the years.<br><br>However, there was still "Confirmation," the period where a Devereaux heir demonstrated his fitness to inherit by taking over the mansion for a couple of months and not burning the weird old place to ground.&nbsp; Or something.&nbsp; Plus whatever challenges Dad decided to add to spice things up a little.&nbsp; Michael hadn't paid much attention to what was going on, though he remembered something about taking care of a cat.&nbsp; Which was odd.&nbsp; Dad hated pets and hadn't tolerated so much as a goldfish in the household before he'd gained his own inheritance a few years ago.&nbsp; The idea of him actual wanting a pet was kind of-<br><br>There was a maid in the Main Hall who was wearing some kind of anime costume.<br><br>"Hey, listen, I don't much care one way or the other, but if Butler Charles sees you with that Cosplay stuff on, he's probably gonna freak out and I don't really want that kind of drama on my first... day..." Michael said, his voice trailing off he got closer and took in details.<br><br>The ears were twitching as he talked, as was the tail.&nbsp; And not in some preprogrammed fashion either.&nbsp; They were moving like actual body parts.<br><br>"Holy Jesus, you're the cat, aren't you?"&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunao Yousei</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 22:42:11</strong>
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				Mion blinked, somewhat confused as she tiled her head and made a face trying to say move away from me, but, her brain signaled that he was the heir and tensed. "Um...half....cat" she said and took a step back before blinking. "My name is Mion Marlson.....I'm the cook of this mansion" she said and gave him a confused look as her friend looked at her with a nod. <br><br>"Good girl" she said and patted her head making her glare at her. That was one thing she hated about being here, since everyone treated her like she was an actual pet around the house. Even the former master treated her as such, scratching behind her ears when the dish was pleasant and even giving her nicknames.<br><br>She turned her head looking to everyone as they all nodded and turned to their duties and thought she should do the same. "I have to to go prepare your morning breakfast, sorry but I have to go" she said turning around&nbsp; to take her leave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 00:33:19</strong>
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				"You will please remain, Ms. Marlson," came the coolly unctuous voice of Charles Worthington, the mansion's bulter and head of household.&nbsp; "The Master has given me specific instructions regarding your continued duties at the estate.&nbsp; Specifically, you are detached from your current duties as cook, to be replaced by Ms. Garrison, effectively immediately.&nbsp; Second, that your new position shall be as "especial assistant" to Master Michael.&nbsp; Master Devereaux wishes me to remind you that cancellation of your family's debts remains contingent on providing loyal service to the Devereaux clan, in whatsoever capacity your are employed."<br><br>"Uh, listen," Michael began.&nbsp; "I'm fine with her as a cook and I really don't thi-" <br><br>"To continue," Charles said, brushing away Michael's words as though they were bothersome, but irrelevant insects.&nbsp; "Master Michael will be provided a list of tasks to perform involving Ms. Marlson.&nbsp; Failure to complete these tasks will be regarded as grounds for Disinheritance."<br><br>The cold, fussy man pulled out a note and handed it to Michael.&nbsp; "From your Father."<br><br>Michael unfolded the letter and read it aloud.&nbsp; "'Dear Michael.&nbsp; You always pestered me for a pet in your childhood.&nbsp; Now, I grant your wish.&nbsp; Enjoy, but do remember your responsibilities.&nbsp; Love, Dad.'&nbsp; Oh, that unbelievable son of a-"<br><br>"What're you kidding me with this crap?" he asked the butler.<br><br>"I shall speculate about the Master's sense of humor, however, the terms of your Confirmation are quite specific and the penalities for disobediance quite clear," he said, then turned to Mion.&nbsp; "As are the penalties to your family should you fail to uphold your own duties as Master Michael new pet."<br><br>"Good day to you both," the man said, then glided out of the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunao Yousei</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 01:09:00</strong>
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				Mion stopped before turning her head slowly towards the butler and lowered her ears with a cold glared. "What do you want of me?" she asked before turning around fully and crossed her arms. Her attitude towards him was all but pleasant, and if she could she would kill him but the consequences wasn't something she'd want to see. <br><br>Her expression only grew sick at the mention of her new job and she shook her head before scratching her cheek. "I refuse to this boy's pet" she said taking off her apron since there was no need for it as of now. "The contract specifically states that I stay as a cook until the dept has been paid. Change my job you change the print that was signed under me and my fathers rules" she argued and rolled her eyes thinking. <br><br>"This is nothing but a load of bullshit you and that bastard put up to use against me since you have "the money" to do so". Mion turned on the hells of her shoes and walked towards the stairs to go to her room ."I hope the both of you die where you stand", she didn't mean this to Michael however, she could care less about him. As she walked into her room she closed the door behind her and proceeded to change her clothes into a normal pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Something beyond the rules of the rich.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 04:40:42</strong>
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				Michael felt a surge and triumph and relief as he smiled after her.&nbsp; "Good for you, catgirl," he said quietly.<br><br>"Not especially," came Worthington's voice.&nbsp; "The Master dislikes defiance and will most likely punish her severely for it.&nbsp; And of course, should she live your chance at inheriting leaves with her, does it not?"<br><br>Michael glared at Worthington, hating him for the truth of the matter.&nbsp; Michael had some fairly big dreams for college and for his life afterward.&nbsp; Sons who failed to qualify for inheritance got cut off utterly.&nbsp; Which meant he could kiss MIT goodbye.&nbsp; So, he moved rapidly to Mion room and knocked on the closed door.<br><br>"Uh, hey, Mion, can I come in?&nbsp; We need to talk about this some, I think," he said to the closed door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunao Yousei</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 06:32:53</strong>
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				Opening the door Mion glared before blinking and looked away. "What do you want?" she asked while&nbsp; putting on her sneakers and folding her uniform in her arms before sitting it on the bed and sitting on it. She had her legs crossed and she avoided his gaze. <br><br>"Sorry but if you came to persuade me I am going to kindly decline your offer, I'm tired of being treated as a pet due to my traits" she said and stood. "Sorry if it get's in the way of your wants, but no matter how you look at it were both loosing something anyway if I decide this, and mine is worse than yours" she said turning her head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 07:32:43</strong>
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				Michael felt a tiny surge of hope despite her speech since at the very least she'd opened the door to him.<br><br>"Okay, okay, I can understand that.&nbsp; Forget me.&nbsp; My problems are not your problems.&nbsp; But you've got some problems, right?&nbsp; This debt, whatever it is, for one thing," Michael pointed out.&nbsp; "But forget that too.&nbsp; There's bankruptcy, other stuff.&nbsp; Those guys on TV talk all night long about getting out of debt."<br><br>He walked over and sat down on the bed, close enough to speak but not enough to invade her personal space.&nbsp; "But that's not your biggest problem.&nbsp; See, you need to ask yourself what happens next.&nbsp; By walking out, you're spoiling his game, ruining his fun.&nbsp; So he'll have some different fun.&nbsp; Do you have any sisters at home that're like you?&nbsp; Maybe younger than you?&nbsp; Do you think he wouldn't sucker them in to replace you?&nbsp; And then make it even worse than it was for you?&nbsp; And let you know about it so he can hurt you?"<br><br>"And that's just something I came up with off the top of my head without even knowing anything about your situation.&nbsp; Darius Devereaux is clever, cruel and iminaginative.&nbsp; So take what I just laid out and add, I dunno, "Worse" to it," Michael said, spreading his hands.&nbsp; "I won't be part of it, because I won't be here.&nbsp; I'll be disinherited.&nbsp; Cut-off.&nbsp; But if you stick it out here and we play this nasty little game, there'll be rules.&nbsp; And I'll have the standing to call some other members of the family to enforce those rules."<br><br>"I'm not saying it'll be easy or fun, but it'll be finite.&nbsp; We play the game and win or lose it ends in two months, okay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Tame To Learn</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunao Yousei</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 09:00:46</strong>
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				Mion looked at him and rolled her eyes. "I'm the only child" she said bluntly and looked at him. "Plus, I can find some other way to get out of dept, why should I lay back naked and opened legs for whenever I'm ordered to?" she asked looking at him and raising a brow at him. "Don't get me wrong, you're cute and you're not an idiot like those two, but, all this for his inheritance is stupid, while your here, he can't say anything, just find someone to kill him and the money is yours" she said said before standing up and walking towards the door. <br><br>"I'll be back, I'm going out for a bit to get this off my shoulders, maybe then I'll think about helping you".
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