A Life Sentence IC

[Kacchi]

Chiara felt the warmth of Cassandra’s body encircling her. She knew right away it was her since the others were cold, even from a distance, and wouldn’t dare touch her in such a caring way. She looked up, noticing that Lilly still stood in the doorframe. The old lady returned with the clothes that Noah requested earlier, prodding at Chiara until she stood.

“Change,” she commanded, tossing the clothes at the young girl.

Chiara changed into the track suit quickly. It wasn’t that she didn’t care about being naked in front of these people, but there was no use in hiding it now. At least this fabric covered her better and was less scratchy.

“So, do we get rooms to sleep in?” Chiara asked quietly, her voice cracking.

[Tigerthorn]

The old lady eyed Chiara slowly before nodding in a short sharp way, "Follow me." she called and turned on her heels, for an old woman and for one seemingly so slow her mind was still quick, she kept an eye on the girls as she moved through the house.

She lead them away from the kitchens, through the main hallway and into the servants halls around the back of the house. The lights hanging from the ceilings were low and cast a ghostly look on the paintings that hung on the walls.

Charlotte looked around slowly, she looked out the windows into the pitch black night - there was nothing familiar here, except when her eyes focused on the glass she saw her reflection. It was distraught, tired and pathetically pale, she turned from the sight and instead focused on the paintings.

The old lady stopped at the end of the hall, leading them up the narrow staircase and unlocked the door that stood at the top, she turned to the girls, "This is where you will be allowed to sleep. Unless the gentlemen of the house have other ideas." she called in a weak cackle of a voice as she ushered the girls in.

It was small, with two beds on either end of the room, a door directly ahead stood open a bath and toilet visible in the shadowy darkness, the old lady flicked the light switch and turned to leave, "You will start your training in the morning, best figure out what you're both best at ey..." she turned from the girls and closed the door.

The room was silent for a moment, then the loud locking sound came as they were locked in.

Charlotte sighed softly and sat on the first bed, finally, some warmth, she looked over to Chiara and smiled softly, "At least we have beds now..." she mumbled gently, despite what had happened she was grateful for the quilt and the pillow.

[Lights]

Violet tossed.

She tossed, and tossed, and tossed. Sleeping wasn't a problem, she just tended to move a whole lot.*

This morning she woke with her right arm dangling and all of the blankets pushed to the end of the bed; a habit that seemed to follow her from her human years. Her sisters had always refused to sleep next to her, especially during *those cold winter nights.

Slipping out of her tangled bed, Violet quickly changed out of her sleeping attire. Shoes that flooded her closet te previous night were no longer there, leaving her sheets to be the only thing out of place. Guests were expected to arrive later on, expecting another spotless get together. Violet only hoped that Helen(?) taught the new humans what to do and, more importantly, what not to do.

To call it a 'get together, though, was a rather extreme understatement, when really, hundreds of people would be attending.*

Tucking the last hair in place, Violet wandered down the wide staircase, hearing the loud, ungraceful shuffling of feet of the decorators rearranging furniture. Violets own were silent. Not even the click of heels were present, but that would be because she wore a pair of hideous, fluffy, white slippers. She hadn't exaclty planned to change for the event until last minute.


A few hours passed, and Violet managed to avoid any confrontation. The decorators had left, so the the rooms returned to their usual silence, signaling Violet that now would be the best time to prepare herself.

By the time she reached her room and fixed her hair into a clean twist, the doorbell had already rung multiple times, but that didn't cause her to hurry any more than she did. She really could care less...

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Knock, knock, knock... Helen tapped on the djjddkdk and fjdksn door, alarming them that it was time to wake up. She had given them a brief warning that they would be serving at the event today, but barely had any time to show them any specifics. That worried her greatly. Helen left the girls' door and returned to the kitchen. She hadn't known if Noah or Tobias had anything planned for them, but either way, she was sure they wouldn't want them sleeping through the day.