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Post by Thane on Jan 27, 2008 16:15:40 GMT -6
Thane looks put on the spot, unprepared and half listening, he feels like he is in Tre'Maya's class again falling asleep and asked to answer her previous question... That he was snoring through... to be made a laughable example of to the rest of the class.
His eyes snap open and his voice squeaks at first. "I... um... (Hemmmm)" he clears his throat, hard seeking anything thing to say that won't sound stupid or completely out of context about Ciel.
He lifts his glass to partly hide his face behind it... "Aaah, May your nose always be wet to sniff out danger... your ears always be alert to know -who lies- and who -speaks the truth-, and your eyes always be keen and clear to see the future." He says with a twist to his lips, uncertain of how he sounds, and quickly downs his wine from embarrassment.
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Post by Narrator on Jan 27, 2008 17:11:42 GMT -6
With a flurish of sound Lord Finneous returns with a very large book in his slender well manicured fingers. Two demonlings follow him into the room and begin to play little violas. The music is soft and upbeat as the classical sounds are soothing and romantic. Finneous smiles to them all and looks to Ciel with want in his violet eyes, "Well, well, well my love, you are going to make my century with what I've come up with to flatter those simply scrumptious and dangerous little truffle curves you have there." He says with a twinkle in his eye.
A little antique reading table next to the wall is lifted by two more demonlings as they flutter to it and bring it before Ciel in the middle of the room. Finneous sinks to his knees before the table opposite Ciel and plops the book into a book frame in the relief of the table. Again he flips his hair from his eyes and opens the giant book before them all. Within seconds after he whips open the book, the cloth sample on page one begins to lengthen slowly and drift up to greet Ciel.
"Go on love, it isn't going to bite you, it wants you to touch it, let it caress you, feel how soft it is, see the colors against your deliciously ravishing skin..." He says with glee in his eyes as he places his hands on his knees and watches the fabric reach out to Ciel, as if it were almost yearning for her touch.
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Post by Ciel on Jan 29, 2008 13:24:08 GMT -6
Ciel blushed heavily at all the praise she was receiving, even from Thane. "Thank you all...I do not know what else to say..."
Just then Finneous reappeared and opened the book in front of her. As the cloth snaked out, its yearning apparent to her, she gasped in again. She had felt that before from beings that lived and breathed. She was entranced with the fabric.
She fluidly slinked out her hands towards it. She closed her eyes and waited for it to envelope her arm in soft, luxurious loveliness.
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Post by Thane on Jan 30, 2008 11:42:09 GMT -6
Thane's red eyes follow Lord Finneous very closely. His movements are very fluid, but should he make a move in the wrong manner or gesture... Finneous will have a 300 lb black fur coat with teeth and claws of furry landing in the middle of him. Complete with a twitchy black chain for his scrawny neck.
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Post by Tremaya on Feb 1, 2008 11:13:07 GMT -6
Tre'Maya was well aware of Thane's tense watching of Finneous. Though he had made a few of her gowns at one point, she had to confess to not thoroughly trusting him herself, although she'd never voice that unless asked. Most Leccubi were very crafty and she'd heard and read about run-ins with them that were mostly the fault of the poor Fallen sap they ran into.
Most Fallen didn't remember that full Leccubi were very slick. They could and would use even one's own body against them. She sat back and placed her glass on the little table beside her and looked to Vetli, who nodded.
He sat on the floor and crossed his tiny feet. He was waiting as tensely as Thane was. He knew the look that the Lady was giving him. The last time she had given him that look, the shop they had been in previously had "mysteriously" burned down. It was never a dull day in the Markets of Hell...that much would always be true.
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Post by Regent on Feb 2, 2008 10:18:29 GMT -6
Regent watches Finneous as he charms the devilcat. His eyes intent on the fabric as it drifts upward to meet her touch. Regent looks interested in the fabric and he stands to get a better look. "Tell me Lord Finneous, Where is it exactly that you acquire your fine wares and cloths? You are boasted about the market as the finest clothier, but I am curious. These fabrics are very rare and such spells of amimation require great concentration and skill. Do you enchant these materials yourself or is someone else controlling them unseen from our eyes?" .
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Post by Narrator on Feb 4, 2008 18:08:20 GMT -6
The fabric continues to reach for Ciel and soon it begins to wrap its soft silky self around her hands. Finneous looks to Regent out of the corner of his eye. "Is it really that important for you to know Chancellor? I accuire them where and when I can, some of these are very old, like this one that Lady Ciel samples even now. others I have painstakingly amassed over the years and some are brand new and were obtained just yesterday from a Kisune maiden that makes fabric from the florendial blossoms from the deserts... All are rare some even more so... all are luxurious, beautiful and very expensive. I spare no expense to get the best, my well earned reputation depends on it. As for the charm... These samples are enchanted with a very simple charm and they are quite harmless, but very fun, nun the less." His eyes drift to Ciel and then watches her as the fabric slides across her skin caressing her softly.
"So my lovely, how does that tickle your fancy? We have many more please help yourself. He smiles wickedly and places his hands charmingly over the fabric to call it back and allow for Ciel to be drawn back to the moment. There are many more that they may sample in the rest of the book and Finneous is getting nervous at the looks he is receiving from the waiting guests.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 5, 2008 19:35:49 GMT -6
Ciel smiled and closed her eyes as the silky fabric slithered its way onto her. She played with it a bit as it slid and smiled to Regent. "I like the feel of this one, Chancellor..."
Her smile turned kittenish as it slid to Finneous. "My dearest shopman, I love this fabric. It's so...playful!" She looked back to Regent and almost bounced again, she was so excited. "May I have one made of this first swatch, Chancellor? May I?"
When the fabric receded, Ciel's face fell the slightest bit and she looked to Finneous. "Are there many more?"
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Post by Regent on Feb 9, 2008 17:07:35 GMT -6
Regent nods to Ceil, "Certainly, choose as you will." He says to her with a smile.
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Post by Thane on Feb 9, 2008 18:08:32 GMT -6
Thane stands almost staring hard at Finneous. He realizes he must be glaring and looks away to Tre'Maya. He allows a glint of a smile to her and looks back to the Leccubi, watching and waiting
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Post by Narrator on Feb 9, 2008 18:27:00 GMT -6
Lord Finneous smiles at Ciel, "Ahhh, now that is a fine choice, surely an inspired decision..." He says with a full smile exposing his long sharp fangs. He motions for the bell captain and again speaking in his Leccubi tongue he nods to the little demonling. The little demon bows to Finneous and swiftly departs.
"Lets look more shall we? I've a great many colors and cuts we can create with that one for you... If you don't mind... I think you would look radiant in this..." He licks his fingers seductively and then flips to the middle of his book of samples. He looks to Ciel with raw desire in his clear violet eyes. "Now this... would be absolutely perfect..." He says standing up grasping the cloth and circling behind Ciel with the beautiful cloth lightly in his slender hands. He lays it softly against her chest to have her feel the unbelievable cloth against her tender breast skin.
The little captain returns with more refreshments for the others as he circles the room collecting the empty glasses and replacing them with full ones. He then uncovers a bowl of fresh, raw meat and leaves it next to Thane on the table nearest him. Then he turns to leave quickly.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 10, 2008 13:46:17 GMT -6
Ciel is having the time of her unlife in the shop. She had never really been this close to a full Leccubi since Maldon and she hadn't ever really wanted to. Until now. Finneous was charming the socks off her (as if she wore socks,) and she loved it.
As he came around with the fabric, she smiled, closing her eyes. She laid her back against him and nodded up into his gorgeous eyes. "Yes, sir. I like this one very much... it has a soft, lovely quality about it..."
She was clearly enjoying herself more than she should, but no one told her otherwise.
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Post by Regent on Feb 11, 2008 18:04:38 GMT -6
Regent accepts the new goblet with a true graciousness in his eyes. His ears listening in earnest to Ciel and Finneous communicate over the fine samples. Regent again sips his wine and relaxes some more as the fine wine is very good and satisfying.
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Post by Thane on Feb 15, 2008 10:09:40 GMT -6
Thane watches the little demon make his rounds. When he places the meat on the table Thane's eyes widen a bit. He sniffs at the meat to detect any foreign substance that could damage him or weaken the feral beast from doing his service. Satisfied with his sniffer, he takes a scrap and snips off a nibble. He rolls it around his tongue to taste what his since of smell may have missed. Not detecting any malicious concoction, he devours the remaining bit of meat in his paw in one bite. He lifts the bowl and offers it to the Duchess nodding his head slightly to her as he chews vigorously.
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Post by Tremaya on Feb 16, 2008 0:19:30 GMT -6
Tre'Maya nods and delicately takes a piece of meat and bites into it. She chews very softly, holding a hand over her mouth because it was more polite to do so. When she was finished her treat, she turned to Ciel and nodded, smiling.
My darling, that fabric makes you look like a dream made real. And it would be a lovely color and texture for a ball gown. Do you not think so, Chancellor?
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Post by Narrator on Feb 18, 2008 15:46:52 GMT -6
Finneous grins at the guests, and proceeds to show many samples to Ciel. Some very nice some not to her liking but all very interestingly different. He nods as he closed his big book and looks pleased to her choices of fabric.
"Ah well that is that then... We shall make up the appropriate amounts and now the fun part..." He grins as he takes Ciel by the hand. "Follow me my lovely, we have may fancies you may try on to see how delicious you look in them." He allows her to proceed before him into the dressing room. and looks to Tre'Maya, "Would Milady care to assist? I'm sure our delicate flower will feel more at ease with your guidance to the dressing procedures."
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Post by Ciel on Feb 24, 2008 13:17:34 GMT -6
Ciel looked back at Regent for a brief moment, remembering not to bounce in her excitement. "Shall I, Chancellor?"
She took Finneous's lead and continued into the dressing room and forgot herself for a moment. She bounded to the door and waved at everyone, giggling before she shadowed back in to wait for the master clothier to do his best.
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Post by Tremaya on Feb 24, 2008 13:25:19 GMT -6
Tre'Maya smiled again, watching Ciel bound around like a giddy girl. She had had that feeling at points in her life, and she could not (at the moment) fault the DevilCat at all. She remembered when she was taken to the dressmaker's for the first time as a girl...and she shook her head softly at the memory.
Vetli was younger then and she was barely twelve. The dressmaker that she had been to was not quite the same ilk as Finneous, but she had been rather close. Her first real gown was made of a lovely bat leather corseting, and flowing blue silks that caressed the ground as though every step she took was hallowed. Ah, the memories...
Tre'Maya snapped quickly out of her reverie and nodded to Finneous. But of course, master clothier. I would enjoy nothing more than to accompany our darling girl. She rose carefully and lady-like gracefully and patted Thane's huge arm. I shall return in no time. In the meantime, perhaps you and the Professor and the Chancellor could converse.
She stood up straight and smiled to Finneous, extending her hand for him to take. Master clothier, if you please.
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Post by Narrator on Feb 29, 2008 15:18:35 GMT -6
Finneous looks to Tre'Maya and his eyes gleam for a moment. He takes her hand softly and without a word he plucks a flower from the vase of rare beauties and offers it to her as he escorts her in grand fashion to the fitting rooms.
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Post by Regent on Mar 3, 2008 16:18:09 GMT -6
Regent stands as the ladies are escorted out of the room. He sits again as he feels slightly relaxed. his eyes wander to Vetli and he quirks his head to the little demon. "So professor, tell me... how things have been at the library? Are you in need of anything for the lady or yourself that may be required to continue the higher education process?" He asks with a crackle to his electric stormed eyes.
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