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Cecilia gazed into the princess's eyes as she opened them, and saw that they were full of fear. The pirate rose from the bed and stepped back, giving Elena space to gather her bearings. Her cold stare gave Cecilia a chill down her spine, but she didn't let it show. This was her ship, this was her room, and she'd be damned if she let anyone let her feel inferior without her say so. After a few agonizing moments of intense silence, the princess asked the questions Cecilia had been expecting.

Cecilia smiled, her teeth gleaming in the dim light of her quarters. She removed her hat and bowed low, one leg extended in front of her, the hand holding the hat bent across her chest. She locked eyes with the princess, "Captain Cecilia Storm, at your service, highness," she said, her tone was taunting. It felt good to be herself and it showed, like the afterglow of the morning sun. "You are aboard my ship, the HMS Aurora, and we are headed to the southern coast of Mera to deliver you. You're worth quite a bit of gold, lady." Cecilia was still smiling and her eyes twinkled with mischief. It was the only way she could suppress her feelings of betraying the princess, among other things. She was a beautiful and intelligent girl, headstrong and brave. All the qualities that Cecilia admired in a woman. She would be lying to herself if she said she hadn't been tempted to ravish her just a few moments ago. Her skin flushed hot and she decided the best course of action was to keep talking.

"I do apologize for how you were treated at the party. I understand you must feel a bit foolish, but no cause for alarm, it happens to anyone who meets me," her grin was devilish. "There is no need to be afraid, poppet, you are quite safe here. I've removed the bindings, but don't make me regret allowing you that freedom. I'm sure you'd like to get out of your party clothes," she said as she walked towards her wardrobe. She pulled open the double doors, which squeaked a bit on their hinges. "You may have your pick of anything here. Once you've changed, knock on the door and I shall let you walk on the deck for some fresh air, are we in accord?" She raised an eyebrow over her shoulder. Cecilia moved away from the closet and headed towards the door, the room was stifling her and she needed to get out, fast. She stood with her back against the doors, her hands on the ornate glass doorknobs, "And don't even think about calling 'parlay'. It won't be granted," she said and walked out, locking the doors behind her. She took an enormous deep breath once outside, the scent of the ocean calming her nerves. "What on earth has gotten into me?" she thought aloud. Ramsey stood in front of her with a smirk that said he knew why, but didn't have the slightest inclination to tell her.
So, I've had this group RP idea for a bit and I was looking for people to join in.



Well, that's the basic idea, and if I get some people interested, we can go into much more detail. There will be plenty of openings, as people can play either the shadow beings or the tourists. Just answer to this thread if you're down to play!
I'd be interested! Sounds like a real good idea xD
Lenora helped her new mistress with her nightgown, her hands brushing her skin just a bit. Lenora flushed, cursing the flow of blood when she was embarrassed. She had to admit that Evelyn was very attractive, the fact that she was a brat was almost irrelevant. Lenora had dealt with her types before, but with Evelyn, she rather enjoyed it. She would never admit it, but Lenora liked her spirit.

As she was about to walk away, Evelyn turned her steel blue gaze towards her, reminding her to curtsy. When her mistress extended her hand to be kissed, Lenora couldn't help but arch her eyebrow. She cannot possibly be serious, she thought. Who did she think she was, the Pope? She did as she was asked, however. The feeling of Evelyn's skin against her gave her a bit of static shock. A tiny arc of electricity flashed in the dim light of the bedroom. Lenora's soft lips pressed against the back of Evelyn's palm, her eyes gazing at her audaciously.

"Good night, mistress," she said as she was bid. Her tone in this case wasn't defiance, it was more obedient and it surprised Lenora. She couldn't help but smirk at Evelyn's comment about station. Lenora's profession actually had her living quite comfortably, and if she were to judge, she could say the both of them could be equals. This wasn't the first time she had posed as someone's maid or scullery girl. This was how she had acquired so much money at such a young age. Still, if they were basing their equality on bloodline, Lenora had come from a lowly farm on the outskirts of the city.

The prospect of becoming friends with Evelyn was appealing, but getting too close to her would muddle her thinking. She couldn't let something like emotional attachment get in the way of her real goal. "Good night, my lady," Lenora said with an almost impetuous tone and gave her another small curtsy before quietly closing the door behind her.

Lenora's bedroom was small, but homely. There was a small bed in the far left corner, a dresser, and a dressing table complete with mirror. Lenora could see the small bell hanging just above her bed. She allowed a small groan escape as she wiped her hand across her face in exasperation. "She is going to be the death of me," she muttered as she flopped on her bed and quickly dozed off, clothes and all.
I'm on East Coast also (NYC). Lenora's pretty much like... dis bitch, I see what yer doin' there buddy. She likes to test and prod as well, see how much she can push until someone reaches a limit. >D

EDIT: I have a feeling Evelyn will be ringing that bell sooner than she thought >D
Still looking for partners!
Muahaha, I can't wait til they get to know each other better. I can tell there's going to be a bit of a battle of wills, but in the end Lenora might enjoy being dominated a bit too much haha.
Lenora smiled at Evelyn sweetly at her prediction of Lenora's future behavior. Inside however, she wanted to yank a large bit of hair out of her head. She didn't however, and instead swallowed her pride. If Evelyn wanted to have a battle of wills, Lenora knew she could hold her own, even if she didn't win the fight would last a while. It was difficult to tell if her mistress was always like that or if she was just having a go at her new play thing. That's what any new maid would be to her, a play thing. Something to entertain her in her dull days at home, lounging about being fed grapes and fanned by ostrich feather fans.

As Evelyn explained her duties, Lenora simply "Yes ma'am'd" her, trying to avoid rolling her eyes at the thought of this harpy ringing the bell at all hours of the night so that her maid could reach for the comb on her dresser, instead of walking the few feet of space between her dresser and the bed. When it came time to talk about her previous employers, Lenora began to stammer. She had had many mistresses before, but they weren't her employers. Lenora preferred the company of women to that of men. Men were dull, only talking about business and politics, two topics that were of no importance to her.

"No ma'am, not that many." she said simply, color rising in her cheeks. She didn't know what Evelyn would say about her preference. She thought it best to keep that bit of knowledge to herself, at least for now. When it came time to get the mistress's night gown, Lenora debated on whether she was going to hand it over quickly, or take her sweet time getting it. On the one hand, she would be showing Evelyn that she wasn't a pushover. It would be quite fun to see her suffer, albeit briefly. There was the risk of angering her, however. If she handed it to her quickly, she would prove useful instead of a dim maid that could be disposed of quickly. She looked at all the goodies strewn about the room and decided on the latter. She even stood there for a few extra moments to see if she needed any help putting the night gown on. It was a miracle the woman could walk to the other side of the room on her own. "Will that be all, my lady?" she said, her eyes gazing at Evelyn in a bit of defiance.
LOL! I didn't even notice, then I checked to make sure I spelled it right myself, lol! Lenora is definitely going to pull Evelyn's hair at some point, I can see it now.
I'd love to do the FxF Goddess x Human one! Do you have any ideas?
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