Maid in Japan
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				Title: <strong>Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 04:09:10</strong>
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				Sunrise outside Osaka was a lovely sight.&nbsp; It's too bad Master Ichiro was never awake to see it, but then, the 19-year-old owner of the hillside mansion had enough money that he didn't have to work a day in his life.&nbsp; Which was, incidentally, why his maids had jobs.<br><br>And speaking of jobs, it was Monday, and that meant the chore list looked like this:<br><em>Miki - Vacuuming, Dishes<br>Noriko - Cooking, Grocery Shopping<br>Yuuki - Laundry, Bathroom Cleaning</em><br><br>While some other maids in other mansions might have to do things like bathe and dress their Master, or have scheduled time with him, the three maids of this particular mansion were spared that, for now.&nbsp; Of course things rarely went to plan according to the chore list; things had a tendency to come up during the day, or Master Ichiro might get an idea in his head and want his maids to carry it out.&nbsp; Such things were part of a typical day in the mansion, however.<br><br>And of course, there was one omission from the chore list that was nonetheless a contested duty: who would wake up Master Ichiro.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 04:32:56</strong>
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				Miki looks at the list, softly hanging her head. She wants to do a decent job at this, but she's rather horribly, horribly unskilled. The only thing she's half good at is cooking, and that's mostly just through pure hope. She can at least try to wake up the Master, he's usually happy to see her in the morning, though she can't imagine why he also seems embarassed by that. She looks around, and sneaks up towards the room, hoping she'll be the first one there, and manages to ruin it by tripping on that rug outside of her room, which probably has better than even odds of alerting the others to what she's doing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 06:04:23</strong>
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				Big blue eyes.&nbsp; Hair like fire.&nbsp; A cheery yellow outfit.&nbsp; A sleeping raven on her shoulder.<br><br>Yep, that was Noriko.<br><br>Framed in the doorway of her own room, she smiled down at her fellow maid.&nbsp; "Up a little early today, aren't we, Miki-chan?"&nbsp; She was doing a heinously poor job of hiding her own intentions, of course, as she strode not-so-casually in the direction of the Master's room.&nbsp; "Vacuuming's a big job, but you don't have to get started <em>this</em> soon..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 15:16:03</strong>
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				"Ara, ara!"<br><br>Yuuki's coffee-colored bunny ears appears around the corner as the rabbity girl shows that same annoying sense of timing that always brings her into a situation at the best (or worst) possible moment!&nbsp; Ears are followed by the rest of her busty, curvy form...and a laundry basket.<br><br>"I was just coming to get yours," she explains, giving Miki an oh so very innocent smile.&nbsp; "If you would please go get them?&nbsp; It's laundry day, after all!"<br><br>That same smile turns to Noriko.<br><br>"And yours, too, please!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 18:36:17</strong>
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				Miki looks up at Noriko, standing up. 'Ah, perhaps we should go wake him up together, I'm sure he'd be happy to see both of us there.' she says, trying to convince the other Maid into working together, because she's learned from some personal experience that trying to compete is a good recipe for tears. Her tears, mainly. She then turns as she hears the other girl come, gulping. Oh, why is it that every time she tries to be the first there, everyone seems to sense it? She runs back into her room, lifting up the hamper and helping Yuuki. 'H-here you go... Thank you, Yuuki, you're much better with the laundry than me.' she says, smiling gratefully. She's glad to get the laundry done, since because of a few... incidents, in the past week, she's wearing her last clean uniform, the pale blue outfit trimmed with white lace, setting off her hair, orange like a fresh-ripened... orange... and her rather less exotic brown eyes. 'But yes, I'm sure the Master would be happiest if we woke him up together.' Ah, teamwork, the tool of the terrifyingly unskilled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 18:42:12</strong>
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				"Ara, ara...should we not all go wake Master at the appointed hour?"<br><br>Yuuki smiles cheerfully.<br><br>"Surely he will be happiest if he has gotten enough sleep, and it's a little early yet.&nbsp; Noriko-chan, why don't you go prepare Master's breakfast first?&nbsp; Then we can serve him in bed."<br><br>If she realizes how that sounds, the bunny-eared one gives no sign.<br><br>"Miki-chan, would you like to help me with the laundry until it is time to wake Master?&nbsp; Or perhaps you could help Noriko-chan with breakfast?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 23:26:41</strong>
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				Miki rubs her head. 'I think I'd prefer helping to cook, I don't want to repeat what happened last week...' she says, blushing. 'And I'm sure that I could help Noriko more.' She says, smiling towards Noriko- Her food isn't the best prepared, but she puts enough effort into it to make the thought count. And as she learned last week, effort doesn't quite make up for as much with washing. 'He is a bit cranky when he wakes up early, you're right...' she says. Indecisive one, to say the least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 00:19:05</strong>
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				"You're right, of course.&nbsp; I'll get breakfast started right away!"&nbsp; Hopefully, she'd get it right this time.&nbsp; Noriko wasn't bad at her job, really...but that was about all you could say.<br><br>About her <em>day</em> job, anyway.<br><br>"My room's unlocked, Yuuki-chan.&nbsp; You can just go in and get the laundry!"&nbsp; She paused.&nbsp; "Just don't touch the books.&nbsp; Or anything that's glowing.&nbsp; But my laundry's safe, I promise!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 03:03:30</strong>
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				"Okay," Yuuki chirps.&nbsp; "And how about your laundry, Miki-chan?&nbsp; Shall I go ahead and collect it, or do you want to fetch it for me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 03:31:24</strong>
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				Miki coughs. " I'll... go fetch it." She closes the door tightly behind her, running to her hamper and carrying it back out, slipping it out of her room, smiling as she holds up the hamper to Yuuki. 'Here you go, everything I need to be cleaned. Thank you again, Yuuki-san!' she says, smiling. She then turns to Noriko. 'What should we do for the breakfast today? Omeletes?'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 04:02:35</strong>
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				Taking Miki's laundry, Yuuki ducks into Noriko's room to fetch her dirty clothes for the wash, letting the other two maids make their way to the kitchen in their own time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 04:23:40</strong>
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				"Of course!"&nbsp; Noriko hurried down the stairs, waving for Miki to follow, and quickly tied on a cheerfully pastel apron.&nbsp; "Shinu-chan," she added, poking the raven on her shoulder, "Master Ichiro-sama doesn't like having you in the kitchen.&nbsp; You can go back to your cage for now.&nbsp; And I mean <em>right</em> back, you hear me?"<br><br>Shinuto cawed, sounding annoyed -- not that he ever sounded any other way -- but the surly avian obeyed his mistress, taking wing back up the stairs.<br><br>"I'll chop the onions after I put the rice on.&nbsp; Miki-chan, you get the eggs ready."&nbsp; She grinned as they entered the kitchen.&nbsp; "Don't worry!&nbsp; I used to eat at Ichiro-sama's house all the time!&nbsp; I remember just how he likes breakfast..."<br><br>(The roll is a 3.&nbsp; That's a roll of 12 for Affection-powered cooking.)<br><br>----<br><br>Noriko's room was decorated in bright colors, as always.&nbsp; Even the bookcase was polished to a shine, although the effect was rather spoiled by the books -- they'd been kept immaculately dusted, but most of them looked older than dirt, and those that had titles visible on the spine certainly weren't written in Japanese.&nbsp; A couple of human skulls sat atop the bookcase.<br><br>Shinuto flew into the room behind Yuuki, and headed straight for his cage on the nightstand.&nbsp; The cage was glowing an eerie green, and immediately slammed shut behind the raven.&nbsp; Shinuto landed on his perch, glaring balefully at the intruding maid.<br><br>Fortunately, Noriko's laundry basket was set out in plain view, far away from anything visibly necromantic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 04:35:56</strong>
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				Yuuki collects Noriko's laundry, pausing only to bow politely to the nice bird.&nbsp; On her way out, she glances at Master's door...and then, with a smile more sultry than sweet, slips inside his room.<br><br>Once inside, she tiptoes over to collect his laundry as well...but no more, as that would be cheating.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 05:14:29</strong>
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				Miki smiles as she follows, putting on the other apron. 'Sounds good!' She washes her hands, and then she begins cracking the eggs on the rim of a bowl, mixing them up. 'Ichi!' Crack. 'Ni!' Crack. 'San!' Crack. 'Shi-' A bit too much of a crack. She bites her lips as she tries to fish some of the egg-shells out of the egg, looking around nervously as she continues. Oh, she hates when that happens... She looks back to see if Noriko noticed, and looks at the eggs... At least, it looks like she got all the shell out, as she gets to work mixing it up. She'll just have to work extra hard to make it taste good!<br><br>(Roll Result: Ajoxer rolled: 1d6<br>Comment: Multiply this times... 1. For her skillessness.<br>Result: 1, <br>Total: 1<br><br>I can only assume that God hates me.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 08:03:55</strong>
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				Noriko didn't seem to notice Miki's bumbling, working busily to finish up her portion of the breakfast.&nbsp; "Are you almost done, Miki-chan?" she queried, setting a bowl of miso soup next to the steamed rice on the tray, and checking on the tea.&nbsp; "Master Ichiro-sama's going to be cross if we take <em>too</em> long to wake him up.&nbsp; Don't forget the sour plum!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 21:41:05</strong>
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				Miki finally finishes up her section, frowning a bit... That didn't come together very well. 'Uh, do you think that this looks good?" she asks, holding up the omelet. It's... Not in the best shape, but Miki's got an expression of such absolute hope and incredibly, INCREDIBLY naive sweetness that it would take someone with a heart of stone to take issue with her cooking!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 21:46:09</strong>
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				Tiptoeing back out of Master's room with all the laundry piled in one basket, Yuuki heads for the laundry room to get to work...a smile on her lips at the way Master's thin upper sheet failed to hide his morning wood.&nbsp; Whichever of the other two would dare wake him would doubtlessly get a surprise!<br><br>Meanwhile, she had work to do.&nbsp; Sorting the clothes did not take long (and were those damp patches in Miki's panties?&nbsp; Tsk tsk tsk!) and soon she had the washer full and ready to go.<br><br>(Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d6<br>Comment: Skill check...roll times two<br>Result: 2, <br>Total: 4...barely succeeding!)<br><br>With the washer humming to life, Yuuki gets a mischievous glimmer in her eye and leans a little too close to the gently shaking appliance...sighing as her tension is relieved slightly.&nbsp; Since the others weren't around, why not enjoy a little quick relaxation?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 08:34:14</strong>
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				Noriko sweatdropped visibly.&nbsp; "Well, um.&nbsp; I'm sure Master Ichiro-sama will love it."&nbsp; Too bad she was just about the worst liar on the planet.&nbsp; "Come on, let's hurry!&nbsp; We need to find Yuuki-chan and wake Ichiro-sama before it gets cold!"&nbsp; Reluctantly, she set the omelet on the tray with the rest of the food, before heading for the stairs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 12:36:47</strong>
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				Miki follows, head hung- She's sure that this time she's going to get fired for the terrible mess she made of dinner... She sniffles as she follows Noriko upstairs towards the bedroom, gulping.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 15:30:05</strong>
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				Unfortunately, Yuuki does not reappear by the time the others are delivering breakfast! Where could she be?<br><br>Still doing laundry, of course.&nbsp; &nbsp;;)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 04:42:24</strong>
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				"Where's Yuuki-chan?" she fumed.&nbsp; "The food's going to get cold!"&nbsp; Noriko strode toward the laundry room.&nbsp; "Yuuki-chan!" she called, knocking on the door, and not pausing before jerking it open.&nbsp; "Hurry up, breakfast is ready!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 18:41:58</strong>
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				Miki takes the tray from Noriko so she can go chase down Yuuki, looking around for a moment before opening the door to the Master's room. " Master Ichiro-sama, breakfast-time." she says softly, holding out the tray with a smile as she waits for permission to come in... That is, if he wakes up easy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 18:44:50</strong>
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				Yanking the door open gives Noriko a beautiful view of Yuuki, her head tilted back and her eyes closed, leaning against the washing machine as if resting for a moment.<br><br>Nothing to see here.&nbsp; &nbsp;;)&nbsp; Except, of course, that Yuuki is leaning into the machine and moaning softly, which gives her sudden audience a fair idea of what she's up to...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 04:27:30</strong>
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				"Yuuki-chan!"&nbsp; Noriko glared at her.&nbsp; "Don't tell me you're being naughty when we're supposed to be working!&nbsp; What's Ichiro-sama going to think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 07:21:05</strong>
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				What Ichiro-sama was thinking at that moment was probably something along the lines of 'who moved the morning so close to bedtime?' as Miki quickly discovered: when she took him the tray of food and knocked, the only response for several minutes was deep mournful groaning, like an agitated bear.&nbsp; After that, however, he spoke actual words.<br><br>"Nnnng....&nbsp; Come in...&nbsp; Is breakfast ready?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 15:34:23</strong>
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				Yuuki has the decency to blush.<br><br>"Oooooo...but I am working!&nbsp; I'm doing the laundry..."<br><br>She giggles wickedly and gives Noriko a saucy wink.<br><br>"Master would probably want to watch.&nbsp; Or help!&nbsp; Yes, he would..."<br><br>Moaning softly, she presses even harder against the machine.<br><br>"Come on, Noriko!&nbsp; Give it a try!&nbsp; It feels so very nice, and Master won't mind if we're more relaxed."<br><br>(Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d6<br>Comment: Seduction attempt using Cunning of 2<br>Result: 4, <br>Total: 8 )<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 17:26:58</strong>
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				" Yes, master!" She opens the door, beaming sweetly as she carries in the tray of food. " Me and Noriko made it! I hope that you like it, we made your favorite." She sets the tray gently on his lap, standing next to the bed. " Noriko made the steamed rice and the miso soup, I made the omelet, I hope you enjoy it all!" The omelet looks... suspicious, to say the least, but Miki looks so full of hope that it makes even that godforsaken creation seem palatable. She stands by the side of the bed, watching to see if you enjoy it, smiling perkily.<br><br>(Roll Result: Ajoxer rolled: 1d6<br>Comment: Multiply times 4 for Affection.<br>Result: 6,<br>Total: 24.<br><br>There's no way he can't like it!)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>04-10-2008, 17:49:59</strong>
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				Ichiro sits up slowly with a grunt, exposing his bare chest.&nbsp; "Thank you, Miki..."&nbsp; He starts eating a bit haphazardly, taking a bite from each dish here and there.&nbsp; Miki can only barely see him flinch when he gets to the omelet!&nbsp; After several minutes, he's eaten about half of every dish.&nbsp; Well, except the omelet, which only has the one bite taken out of it.<br><br>"Ahem... er, yes, thank you Miki, and give my thanks to Noriko as well.&nbsp; You can take this back to the kitchen now, I need to get dressed."<br><br>[OOC: Miki gets 3 Favor, Noriko gets 1 Favor]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 04:17:09</strong>
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				Miki smiles as she takes the tray back, looking overjoyed. 'Oh, yes, Ichiro-sama!' The last time she cooked, nobody even took a bite. Sure, the california-rolls had been wrapped with ham rather than seaweed, and the rice with croutons, but it hadn't been that bad, had it? 'Would you like me to start your bath, as well?' she asks, smiling over her shoulder sweetly as she stands at the doorframe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 07:21:57</strong>
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				"Yes, maybe, maybe he would..."&nbsp; Noriko manages.&nbsp; Oh, yes, he <em>absolutely</em> would.&nbsp; That she doesn't doubt.&nbsp; "But he's not.&nbsp; Er, he's not here, it wouldn't be..."&nbsp; Gritting her teeth, Noriko hisses a low syllable and makes a short, sharp gesture.<br><br><em>EEEK!</em><br><br>A sudden, awful chill washes through the room, racing up Noriko's spine.&nbsp; She shivers all over -- it's better than ice water -- before fixing her stern glare back on the other maid.<br><br>"Master Ichiro-sama might enjoy that, but he's not even here!&nbsp; I have work to do, and what if he needs me for something while I'm wasting time?&nbsp; I won't be disloyal to him just to have a little fun!"&nbsp; She turns and stalks out, headed for Ichiro-sama's room.<br><br>Fortunately, the laundry is okay.&nbsp; The colors needed to be washed cold anyway.<br><br>(Resisting seduction via Athletics.&nbsp; Rolled 4, for a 20.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 14:48:06</strong>
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				"Hm?"&nbsp; Ichiro rubs his eyes a bit and looks over at Miki again.&nbsp; "Er, yes, please.&nbsp; I could use a warm bath..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 15:27:55</strong>
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				"Awwwwwwww..."<br><br>Her gambit having failed, Yuuki pouts.<br><br>"That's no fun!&nbsp; Besides, there's a security camera in here for a reason."<br><br>The grin that follows is pure mischief.<br><br>"Frigid?&nbsp; Oh, goody.&nbsp; A <em>challenge</em>!"<br><br><br>(Stress: 4 points)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 16:17:38</strong>
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				Miki smiles. 'I'll take care of that quickly, then, master.' She smiles, taking the tray, making her way down to the kitchen to deposit the tray by the sink- She'll hopefully have time to wash them after drawing the bath- and then runs upstairs again, to the bathroom, starting the water. She runs it at a mild and pleasant 78 degrees, Fahrenheit, just enough to be pleasant without making the first step in too hot. She stands at the doorframe to the bath, and smiles when Ichiro arrives. " Would you like me to wash your back for you, master?" she asks, smiling guilelessly as she tilts her head to one side, giving a pleasant and good-hearted smile. And also managing to look quite nice with her sleeves rolled up like that, hands clasped in front of her.<br>(Comment: Roll times Affection Its Seducin' Time<br>Result: 5,<br>Total: 20. )
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 19:47:52</strong>
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				Once she's safely out of the room, Noriko plasters the sweet expression back on her face, still fuming coldly on the inside...and her rage only grows when she arrives at her destination.&nbsp; <em>What?&nbsp; The door's open already?</em>&nbsp; She raps lightly on the door, just to make sure he isn't still inside.&nbsp; "Master?"<br><br><em>Oh, Miki-chan.&nbsp; You shouldn't have done that.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 20:09:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki moves out of the bathroom, looking out as she hears the knock&nbsp; 'Oh, Noriko! Ichiro-sama really enjoyed your food, he told me to thank you, I just finished drawing his bath.' She seems to have no idea that she may have done anything wrong, smiling cheerfully. 'I was offering to wash his back, maybe you can help?' she asks lightly, eyes closed as she grins. Damn her Purity!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 02:55:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noriko frowns.&nbsp; "You could have waited, Miki," she manages sullenly, but strides toward the bathroom.&nbsp; "Let's get to work, then!&nbsp; I'm sure Master will be happy."<br><br><em>Too bad Yuuki's going to miss it.&nbsp; I almost hope she doesn't learn her lesson.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 03:03:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, er..."&nbsp; Ichiro coughs a bit, as if clearing his throat.&nbsp; "Could one of you bring me a robe?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 03:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki smiles. " Here, Noriko, I'm closer." She takes one of the bathrobes from the linen closet, carrying it over to Ichiro. 'Maybe we should wait in the bathroom so the Master may preserve his modesty?' she suggests, gently tugging Noriko into the bathroom, closing the door. While Ichiro's getting dressed, she whispers to Noriko. 'He took a bite from the omelet! He didn't even go green or vomit or anything!' She smiles. 'I think I'm getting better at cooking since I started working with you.' Awwww, what a sweetheart. It's not a seduction attempt, though, and a good thing it is, too, because the hot bath would be spoiled by chilled air.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 04:42:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, he did?&nbsp; Huh...er, I mean, that's great!"&nbsp; Noriko looks like she isn't quite sure how to respond.&nbsp; "You could try it without the shell next time, Miki-chan.&nbsp; It helps it cook a little more evenly!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 16:55:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The door opens a few moments later, and Master Ichiro enters wearing the bathrobe.&nbsp; <br><br>"Right, well..."<br><br>He steps toward the bath, keeping his back to the maids so that when he opens the robe, it shields him from their view as he steps into the tub and gingerly lowers himself down.&nbsp; "Ahh..."&nbsp; By the time he lets the robe drop, he's sitting down in the tub, looking no more indecent (for the moment) than he did when sitting up in bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 17:24:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki blushes when Ichiro enters, turning away as he steps into the tub, cheeks red. But then she smiles, rolling her sleeves up, taking one of the towels, gently soaking it in the water, and scrubbing it over Ichiro's back, rubbing some soap over the skin before returning with the towel, scrubbing his back gently, kneeling by the side of the tub as she carefully does her work. 'I hope it feels good!' she says, as she moves her hands up to your shoulder. 'Oh? Have you been sleeping well, Ichiro-sama? You seem tense.' she says with soft concern in her voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 04:57:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noriko doesn't blush at all, but she politely averts her eyes as Ichiro removes his robe, a faint smile playing across her lips.&nbsp; She rolls up her own sleeves, kneeling on the opposite side the tub.<br><br>"She's right, Master."&nbsp; Noriko reaches forward, massaging the back of Ichiro's neck -- regardless of whether he <em>actually</em> seems tense, of course.&nbsp; "There isn't anything wrong lately, is there?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 17:05:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ichiro does seem more tense than usual, as he sits hunched over slightly in the tub.&nbsp; A casual "accidental" glance by either maid (though more likely Noriko) will reveal he's keeping his hands in his lap, covering certain anatomical portions.<br><br>"It's just that... well, I usually bathe myself...&nbsp; I never saw myself as the sort of Master who has his maids bathe him or dress him or things like that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 17:06:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stopping shy of release, Yuuki sighs and gets back to work with the laundry, knowing that the others will be falling all over themselves to ingratiate themselves to the Master. &nbsp;She smiles wickedly, guessing that this is a race best left to a slow and steady pursuit...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 00:53:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggles.&nbsp; "Well, if you'd <em>ordered</em> us to help you with this, it'd be kind of weird.&nbsp; And probably illegal."<br><br>Not that she'd exactly be calling the police...<br><br>"But we don't mind, Ichiro-sama.&nbsp; I mean, if we're embarrassing you, we can stop..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 03:20:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki smiles. 'Of course, you are our Master... And it's not like our contracts charge extra for these tasks.' She hmmms. 'I probably should have written that in.' she says, giving a soft giggle. 'Ah well.' She continues softly squeezing the shoulders. Her eyes are very dedicated in not drifting down to look at ze naughty bits, but she still notices where his arms are resting... 'Oh, I wouldn't want to make you feel embarassed!' she says. 'But you feel comfortable around us, right?' she says, smiling sweetly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 04:31:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ichiro chuckles, hesitantly.&nbsp; "Maybe I should put dressing and bathing me on the chore rotation..."&nbsp; Both girls notice a touch of color in his cheeks.&nbsp; Both girls also notice he's not telling them to stop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 06:07:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noriko politely keeps her eyes above the waistline.&nbsp; Mostly.&nbsp; "You say that like it's really a 'chore,' Ichiro-sama."&nbsp; She leans in then, kissing his cheek lightly.&nbsp; "But if you want to, I won't complain..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 19:58:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki nods her head. 'It would be nice, I'm sure I'd be better at that than I at laundry...' she says, head bowed in embarassment as she continues to knead his shoulders, eyes averting as she sees Noriko kiss him on the cheek, clearly not quite bold enough to do the same...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 04:17:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The blush in his cheeks grows darker after Noriko's kiss.&nbsp; "Well, I'll... have to add it to the chore rotation, then..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 15:12:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Humming softly to herself, Yuuki returns from the depths of the mansion with a basket of Master's laundry...and as is usual when she does not expect to find him in his suite, she enters without knocking!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 17:44:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki hears the door get pushed open, and lets out an involuntary squeak- Much like the kind that a mouse lets out shortly before the cat starts batting it around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 17:47:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, my!&nbsp; Did you two start without me?"<br><br>Yuuki pouts.<br><br>"<em>That</em> wasn't very fair!&nbsp; Well, since you're already bathing Master, perhaps one of you ought to give him a little stress release as well?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 02:20:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I came <em>looking</em> for you, Yuuki-chan.&nbsp; That's more than fair!"&nbsp; Noriko's voice is pleasant, holding no undercurrent of her ire.&nbsp; "You're right, of course, but only if Master Ichiro-sama wants us to.&nbsp; I wouldn't want to embarrass him..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 16:50:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... uh..."<br><br>Ichiro is clearly very flustered by all of this.<br><br>"What sort of... stress release... did you have in mind?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 17:05:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You interrupted me with a cold shower," Yuuki wags a scolding finger.&nbsp; "That wasn't very nice!&nbsp; Especially when I was perfectly willing to let you join me."<br><br>Licking her lips, she favors their Master with a warm smile.<br><br>"A nice, long, intimate massage, of course!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 18:32:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki smiles. 'Of course, that'd be perfect!' She rolls up her sleeves, and reaches into the bathwater...! And lifts one of Ichiro's feet. 'Here, master. A foot massage can be very therapeutic!' she says, beginning to squeeze the foot gently, smiling as she does. She, as per usual, misses the subtext of the conversation, entirely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 18:32:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yuuki shakes her head and goes about the business of putting laundry away...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>24-10-2008, 03:01:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was in a <em>hurry</em>, Yuuki-chan!"&nbsp; Eyes gleaming, Noriko leans forward to massage Ichiro's shoulders and back more thoroughly.&nbsp; "I don't think Miki-chan quite has the idea, Master," she murmurs in his ear, with a slight grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-10-2008, 17:38:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning around and leaning against the chest of drawers, rolling her shoulders back to emphasize her large breasts, Yuuki stretches lazily.<br><br>"And are you in a hurry now, Noriko-chan?&nbsp; Perhaps I should come in there and help give Master a nice massage..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 22:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Master Ichiro is clearly quite distraught by all this, looking all the more tense despite the foot massage he's getting.<br><br>"Um... well, is the bath... really the best place for a massage?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 22:53:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki giggles. 'Of course, master! There's no better place, since the warm water will help to improve the relaxation, and you get left feeling all clean afterwards!' she says, smiling as she continues, running some soap over the soles of his feet. Hope he's not ticklish, or it could lead to all <em>kinds</em> of unfortunate fun!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-11-2008, 19:30:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yuuki finally wanders in to see what all the fuss is about, kneeling behind Miki to press her large breasts against the girl's back, resting her chin on Miki's shoulder.<br><br>"Just Master's feet, Miki-chan?&nbsp; Why not work a little higher up?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>10-11-2008, 04:54:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki's eyes go wide as she gets hugged behind, hair standing up slowly as she lets out a terrified 'Eeek!' and tries to escape from the exceptionally soft touch! Unfortunately, smooth linoleum during a bath is hardly the best place to react so suddenly, as she hits a bar of soap that was carelessly discarded, most likely as a plot device.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-11-2008, 04:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yuuki tightens her hold <em>just so</em> and asks, with what might otherwise pass as utter sincerity:<br><br>"Is something wrong, Mi-ki-chan?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 08:20:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only if the Master is," she retorted sweetly, smiling at the worried Miki, before leaning in close to Ichiro.&nbsp; "You're the Master, Ichiro-sama," Noriko reminded him.&nbsp; "It's up to you what the best place is.&nbsp; We can do this wherever you want...and <em>how</em>ever you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 08:38:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki slips on a bar of soap, which goes flying and smacks into the bath faucet, spinning it to turn on the cold water full blast.&nbsp; As Master Ichiro is inundated by cold water, he starts to shiver, and suddenly sneezes.&nbsp; Despite that, Noriko can feel his neck and shoulders start to flush unusually warm; he's breaking out into a fever!&nbsp; Apparently the shock of cold water was enough to trigger an outbreak of cold or flu in Master Ichiro!&nbsp; Maybe that's why he acted so skittish and lethargic this morning.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 09:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noriko gasps, hooking her arms under Ichiro's, and quickly begins hauling him free of the icy bath.&nbsp; "You two, stop messing around!&nbsp; Ichiro-sama's in danger!"&nbsp; She snatches a towel, beginning to dry him thoroughly, not even thinking of the potential erotic consequences any more.&nbsp; "Miki-chan, get some soup on!&nbsp; Yuuki-chan, call a doctor, hurry!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 14:28:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki lets out an eek, trying to break free of the tight hug, going bright red. 'Y-YES, Noriko! I-I'm sorry, Ichiro-sama!' she says, and runs downstairs quickly. She stands, face to face with the kitchen, and puts on a determined, if nervous face- She must do this! She must do it well, for Ichiro's sake, so that she doesn't get fired! The money for this job is <em>really, really good!</em> She closes her eyes for a moment to gather herself, then begins on the soup. She makes chicken noodle soup, most soothing of all soups, heating it over the stove to the perfect warm level, and pours it into a bowl, carrying it upstairs, for once displaying none of her natural clumsiness as she carries the Chicken Noodle Soup, infused with the liquid extract of caring! Well, not really, but she damn well cared when she made it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2008, 15:45:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pouting (and, of course, relasing Miki-chan at once), Yuuki goes to the phone in the Master's bedroom to call for a doctor.<br><br>"We'll just have to keep him warm," she says over one shoulder.&nbsp; "However do you suppose we'll manage that, Your Frigidness?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 03:36:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				An hour later, Master Ichiro is in bed eating soup, and the doorbell rings; the nurse sent to examine Ichiro-sama has arrived!<br><br>Of course, the day's chores still have to be done.&nbsp; Dirt doesn't take a sick day!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 09:06:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki gets to work with aclarity and celerity, plus a little swiftness, vacuuming up the house, starting with the lower levels, to keep from disturbing Ichiro-sama while he's recovering! She whistles cheerily as she works on the entrance hallway, and looks up, walking to the door, opening it up with a smile. " Good morning!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 17:23:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yuuki went back to work with clear reluctance: it was her turn to clean the bathroom, of course, which meant that getting the laundry already out of the way had been a good idea.&nbsp; So with malice aforethought due to mild frustration, she went to work...a wicked smile growing as she thought of the way Miki-chan had responded to their earlier embrace.<br><br>A pity.&nbsp; Master hadn't gotten his fondling after all!&nbsp; The girl was too, too shy...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 06:05:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unfortunately for Noriko, her duties take her away from the mansion.&nbsp; "I hope Ichiro-sama's going to be okay while I'm gone," she frets.&nbsp; "It'd be so awful if anything happened to him when I'm not here to help..."<br><br>She shoots a very pointed look at her fellow maids as she strolls out the door, heading down into town to stock up on groceries (and medication).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>23-11-2008, 01:09:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki escorts the nurse upstairs, where she insists on examining Master Ichiro in private.<br><br>Which takes some time.<br><br>Quite a bit of time.<br><br>So much time, in fact, that Noriko returns from her shopping before the nurse emerges, though she does so shortly thereafter.<br><br>"It seems he has a strain of the flu, though it's too soon to rule out something more serious.&nbsp; I'm taking a blood sample back to the hospital, and in the meantime be sure to keep him hydrated and rested."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 05:13:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki finishes up her vacuuming, and after she does so, she waits. And waits. And wonders what that sound is- Jeez, Ichiro-sama must feel ill if he's making those noises! She sighs, and waits, until the door opens. 'Of course!' she smiles, and walks inside, bowing her head from across the room. 'Ichiro-sama, are you feeling okay? I'm sorry I don't stand closer, but if I get sick, then I won't be able to do my job!' She smiles again. 'Now, can I get you some soup, master? Some juice? Anything you want, I can get!' she says proudly. Hoping that he's not going to remember that this IS kind of her fault.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 15:30:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A bored Yuuki is a bad, bad thing.&nbsp; Eventually she goes looking for Miki-chan, intent on finding some excuse to make the girl squirm...and hopefully this time Her Frigidity won't interrupt anything!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 19:35:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm ba-ack!" Noriko singsongs as she swings the door open.&nbsp; Four translucent blue spirits trail her, lugging heavy bags full of groceries.&nbsp; It's hard to see the expressions on their ghostly faces, but they don't look all that happy.<br><br>As the ghosts file off to load the refrigerator and pantry, she bounces up the stairs to check on the Master...only to find the nurse just coming out of the room.&nbsp; "It took you <em>that</em> long just to find out Ichiro-sama had the flu?" Noriko demands, squinting at the nurse suspiciously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 08:03:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nurse starts a bit at Noriko's protests.&nbsp; "I was told by the doctors at the hospital to give Ichiro-sama a full and complete exam, and that's what I did."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 17:53:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noriko scowls, and the lights flicker faintly as the sound of unearthly whispers creeps into the room.<br><br>"That'd better be <em>all</em> you did," she snaps, "or you'll have an eternity to regret it."&nbsp; She stalks past the nurse and into Ichiro's room to check on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 17:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yuuki rolls her eyes.<br><br>"Don't mind her," she tells the nurse after Noriko is in the Master's room.&nbsp; "She's just frustrated, frantic, and out of fresh batteries.&nbsp; Here, let me see you to the door."<br><br>Taking the woman's arm, she guides the poor, beleaguered medical worker toward the entryway, chatting lightly.&nbsp; That her large breasts brush the nurse's arm is, of course, an accident...but since Miki-chan is distracted and Master has the flu, Yuuki has nobody else to play with at the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 01:14:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki is down the stairs before Ichiro has the chance to answer, going downstairs to make some soup quickly. Of course, as Yuuki goes to take her outside, she'll notice the girl going towards the kitchen... alone, while Ichiro and Noriko are both likely to be distracted.<br><br>This will end in tears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-12-2008, 01:36:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaving the nurse at the front door, Yuuki turns and makes her sultry way to the kitchen, where she stands in the door to watch Miki work.<br><br>"Have you been a bad girl, Miki-chan?"<br><br>She stalks toward the younger maid, reaching out to brush the girl's chin with one finger.<br><br>"Do you need onechan to <em>discipline</em> you a little?"<br><br>(OOC--attempting Seduction with my impressive Cunning of 2<br>Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d6<br>Comment: Seduction Attempt Cunning<br>Result: 3, <br>Total: 3<br>Times two is 6.&nbsp; I don't think so...unless Miki-chan throws a rock...)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 04:29:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki's hackles rise as she hears the voice of the girl. 'Y-Yuki!' she says, turning around, going bright red. 'N-NO! No, I've been good, please don't hit me!' she says, whimpering.<br><br>And then, something... <em>unexpected</em> happens.<br><br>[OOC Circl rolled my resist.<br><br>Luck. 6x3, so an 18. It was Luck or Affection, and Affection seemed... a very poor choice for RESISTING seduction.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 04:39:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC Drek.&nbsp; There goes my stress level...)<br><br>Yuuki pouts.<br><br>"Awwww!&nbsp; And here I was looking forward to putting you over my knee."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 04:51:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The 'something unexpected' that happens is, in fact, an ambulance screeching up to the mansion, sirens wailing.&nbsp; The door bursts open, and over a dozen surprisingly similar-looking (and needless to say, jealousy-inspiringly attractive) nurses stream into the house.<br><br>Also the commotion somehow spills the soup.&nbsp; Not on anybody, but it does make quite a mess.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ajoxer</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 04:54:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miki stares. 'Uh... Weshouldgoseewhat'swrong!' she shouts, and slips past Yuuki, clearly alarmed, running up to one of the nurses. 'Wh-What happened? Is something wrong with Ichiro-sama?! Please tell me it's not the plague! Please, tell me it's not my fault!' she pleads, eyes moist with tears. For the master, and for her job!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid in Japan</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 17:41:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The closest nurse turns to Miki.&nbsp; "Ichiro-sama has a particularly virulent strain, possibly even SARS.&nbsp; The hospital administrator insisted we all stay and tend to him until his condition improves.&nbsp; We'll do our best not to get in your way."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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