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Post by squirrel on Aug 26, 2010 5:11:36 GMT -5
Hatter stayed up well into the night, tidying up the small space, doing chores and reading in his favorite family book. It was well into the next morning and he hasn't slept. He listened for his new pet to wake up, he had thought about everything that they would do that day and he was sure that she was confused about a lot of things but he had to get to know her better before he could decided what role she would be playing here.
He moved through the kitchen making himself a little breakfast and a fresh pot of tea. He sat in his chair reading and writing in his book sipping at his tea waiting for his pet to finally come out into the living room.
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Post by elvenimp on Aug 26, 2010 15:33:33 GMT -5
Isabella yawned and stood up, walking towards the door of the room. Before she left the room however she used her fingers and combed through her hair, reducing the birds nest it had been moments before. Her long straight blue hair made it to her waist and her dark blue eyes seemed awake and more alert now that she had gotten some actual rest. She walked out into the hallway and made her way to the living room wondering what was in store for her today.
She wasn't especially sad anymore though she would miss them dearly, her mind was now set on her new part of life and so she decided that it was best to put the past behind her. She walked into the living room and looked for Hatter. She stood and waited to see what was going to be going on today. She wasn't even sure anymore whether or not she was going to be used as a maid or anything. She wanted to know and was also confused by the mans behavior but all answers came in time and she would know her answer eventually.
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Post by squirrel on Aug 26, 2010 16:10:41 GMT -5
Hatter took a deep breath, inhaling a wonderful sweet candy like scent hidden a little bit by smoke. "Bonjour le petit" he called to her with out even having to turn around. He sipped at his tea eating his small breakfast "there's food in the kitchen and I have a pot of fresh tea here. Please...help yourself" he said finishing up his food and pouring himself another cup of tea. "Votre odeur ainsi… attire le petit. Savez-vous cela ? Vous tirez à mon coeur… " a huge smile crossed his face and he couldn't help but laughed softly to himself.
((Bonjour le petit- Good morning little one. Votre odeur ainsi… attire le petit. Savez-vous cela ? Vous tirez à mon coeur…-Your smell is so...enticing little one. Do you know that? You pull at my heart... ))
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Post by elvenimp on Aug 26, 2010 16:38:57 GMT -5
"Um good morning." Isabella responded, only recognizing the words bonjour and petit, though she had no idea what he was really saying past those two words. Her old master could speak in the same language but she had only caught hold of maybe three or four words. She walked in and got herself some breakfast and tea and sat across from Hatter, assuming that that was okay because there was really no where else to sit other than on the couch which she didn't think was a wise place to eat what she was eating. "Thank you for making breakfast." She said after she took a bite and smiled. It was tasty.
After she had eaten most of her food, Isabella than asked, "If I might know, what is it that you were saying earlier?" She asked this because she naturally was curious and plus she could tell it was directed towards her by his tone. She finished the rest of her food and sipped on her tea thinking to herself about nothing in particular, a tune actually getting stuck in her head, one that she really did not want to be there. "I was also wondering if I could bathe myself? I'd hate to continue going around smelling like smoke." She felt dirty from the smoke and her clothes needed a good washing as well but she didn't know how those were going to get clean, all of her other clothes had been left at the old most likely now burned villa.
((Thanks for the translation. lol))
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Post by squirrel on Aug 26, 2010 17:11:04 GMT -5
He waved his hand what he said didn't really matter and he just wanted to say it. "You are welcome to anything here" he said with a smile and got to his feet. He grabbed his plates and started to wash them. He then made a fresh pot of tea for himself. He loved tea, it was soothing and helped to calm a person down. He walked back into the living room area and sat down "I just said that you have a lovely smell" He thought that he should give her something so that she didn't worry.
"If you would like to change there should be clothes in the closet in your room. I use to have a maid a long time ago but she had better things to do. Her clothes should fit you and they're brand new. I bought them for her but she hardly wore them" He said and focused on his tea. His mind running with so many things and him trying to say them out loud. It was hard for him not to speech his mind, it came along with the madness.
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Post by elvenimp on Aug 26, 2010 20:55:44 GMT -5
"Thanks." Isabella said cheerfully as she had almost woken up fully. She couldn't wait to feel clean again. It wasn't as if she was a clean freak or anything, just that she didn't like the feeling of being covered in a thin layer of soot for as long as she had been. When Hatter told her that she had a lovely smell, her eye brow quirked along with her ear twitching. That was a little odd but not a bad thing though she was sure she smelled like smoke completely but then again maybe he had a good sense of smell, she knew that she did normally but it hadn't been working properly. Isabella wondered what the maid then wore if not the clothes he had bought her. Then again maybe she didn't. Out of habit she got up and bowed, but a small smile was on her face. "Thank you very much Hatter." She then said and walked swiftly to the bedroom, grabbing some clothes, not bothering to look at them right away, and practically hopping into the bathroom. She undressed and threw her old clothes to the side, wondering where she would be able to wash them. That thought slipped her mind though as she let the hot water run down her back. Her long blue hair glinted in the light and her brown furred ears and tail twitched at her happiness. She had quite a delicate yet curvy figure that held a hint at some athletic potential. Scrubbing her hair and body, Isabella gradually began to feel even better and more awake, her mood brightening considerably. ((I just went and assumed that there was a shower like contraption.>.<))
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Post by squirrel on Aug 27, 2010 3:50:54 GMT -5
He nodded his head and watched her bounce up at the idea of being able to shower. It made him smile and he waited till she left the room till he got up. Hatter worked around the small area, watering some plants, and moving things around. He walked into his small room and changed into some new clothes. He brushed his hair and placed his top hat on. He never went any where with out it.
Hatter made his way through the small house to the backyard, he turned on the house and started to water the garden. Checking the plants, feeding them and checking for any parasites eating his plants.
He wondered how she would react to the clothes that he said that she could use. Just regular pants and shirts. Nothing too special, clothes were clothes to him and if he wanted her to wear something less clothes like he would just ask her to walk around naked but Hatter wasn't like that. Though she probably would have to make adjustments for her tail.
He thought about her ears and tail. That was something new to him but he kind of like it, made her seem more like his pet then what she already was. He did desire to touch them and see her reaction.
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Post by elvenimp on Aug 27, 2010 11:19:13 GMT -5
She got dressed into the clothing that Hatter had given her, not upset or anything that they were pants and a shirt. Isabella hadn't worn anything but a skirt or a dress since she was very young so they felt a little funny on her, not to mention the fact that her tail was forced into confinement. She didn't like that. She walked out of the bathroom, her blue hair still damp and hanging straight. Holding her clothes she walked around to find Hatter. She looked everywhere until all that was left was the backyard. She walked outside and called for him, "Hatter?" She was confused to where he could be and she really wanted to ask him for a pair of scissors.
She liked the air and his backyard as she walked around, searching. She felt blind as if she was missing him in plain sight. She wondered if he had left and not told her about it. It wasn't something she really cared about if he left but not knowing where he was seemed to worry her some.
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Post by squirrel on Aug 27, 2010 22:05:33 GMT -5
Hatter was on his knees digging up some weeds trying to make sure that nothing would harm his garden. He prided himself in his garden and the beauty it showed. He loved to sit out here on summer days and drink his tea and just watch people walk by and the clouds drift on. He yawned a little bit and was glad that he hadn't dressed in his nice clothes yet. He though he heard his name called but wasn't sure.
He saw a few more weeds and leaned over to grab them and then he heard something again. He finally got to his feet and brushed off his knees. Hatter looked around the garden and saw Isabella standing in the garden near the house "Well look at you. Do they fit ok?"
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Post by elvenimp on Aug 29, 2010 18:20:25 GMT -5
Surprise took over her face for a second when the Hatter stood up but she was relieved to find her there. Other than her tail feeling completely confined they fit great so Isabella said, "Yes they do thank you but..." She looked behind her for a moment, her face having a strong look of being uncomfortable. "Do you have a pair of scissors or a knife. Something sharp?" Her eyes showed that she didn't care what it was as long as it could cut through fabric. She had never been in an outfit with out a hole for her tail so she had never realized how sensitive her tail actually was.
Isabella did smile however, her face genuinely happy. "I love your garden." She had always loved gardens and his was one that she would admit to liking more so than others. It was well kept up she noticed as she walked towards him. "What's your favorite flower?" She asked, looking around some more. She wondered if he sat out here often. She knew that she would definitely any time she go the chance. She would often wander around her old master's roses and tended to eat lunch out by a small pond with koi fish.
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Post by squirrel on Aug 29, 2010 19:40:48 GMT -5
He smiled "sure I do" he dusted off his hands and walked over to her. He looked her up and down and she looked really good. "Thank you. I've spent a lot of time out here in this garden. It's one of my favorite place to be, it helps to clear my head once in a while" he told her and placed his tools on the near by table. "Here follow me" He said and made his way inside.
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Post by elvenimp on Aug 29, 2010 19:59:54 GMT -5
Isabella followed him, smiling although she was uncomfortable. She was glad that there was a beautiful garden here and also happy that he liked to spend time out in it. Maybe she wouldn't feel so lonely anymore? She sighed inwardly she figured that she would stay lonely after all she had been taught to not fall for any of her masters unless she was bought to be married. Though she knew that didn't always happen.
"What am I going to be to you?" She asked suddenly as her thoughts had led to that. She clamped her mouth shut afterwords ashamed to have asked such a question. She was a servant, a slave. It was what she had been brought up to be and she knew that she had to give some sort of service to be allowed in someplace for free. She didn't want to have to do physical services though if she was ordered to she had no choice, that much had been practically beaten into her. Always follow orders. She looked down her cheeks flushed slightly, obvious because of her pale skin. Growing up in her world, she was unused to not being given some sort of duty already.
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Post by squirrel on Aug 29, 2010 21:11:49 GMT -5
He stopped in his tracks and turned to her. He had to have an agenda to want her here or for her stay here. "Well I hadn't really thought about it...you're cute and sweet. I enjoy talking to you and you haven't run off yet. So what ever you want really" he said and walked inside. He looked through a few drawers "I know they're here some where" He said moving to the other side of the kitchen and then he walked down the hall way to his room and there they were sitting on his hat table "Here they are" he walked back out into the living room and handed the scissors to her "Here you go, I would help but I'm no good with pants just hats"
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Post by elvenimp on Aug 29, 2010 21:20:47 GMT -5
At his answer Isabella's face flushed even more. She had been taken aback slightly by his response and didn't say anything for a moment until he had found the scissors. A small smirk fell onto her lips at his remark about only being good with hats. "Well then I'm sure your hats are wonderful." Isabella than commented though her mind wasn't quite there even as she took the scissors. Why would she have run off? Cute and sweet? Those were two words no one had ever called her before. She shook herself mentally and pulled herself back together. Her tail's uncomfortableness becoming more prominent.
She turned around and despite the fact that she knew it was a bad idea to cut anything that was on you she did it anyways. Making a neat clip her tail made it's way through the hole and Isabella sighed. "Thank you so much." A happy smile was on her face, her blush almost fully receded. "That feels much better. Her tail flicked from side to side, almost seeming relish in the fact that it was in open air.
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Post by squirrel on Aug 30, 2010 21:56:06 GMT -5
He nodded his head and turned away from her, he was sure that she wanted her privacy for this and it wasn't his place to stare at her all the time. He cleared his throat "Um...if you need anything I will be in the garden" and he left her with that.
One outside with the cool breeze he was able to breath again. He walked over to the spot of weeds he was working on and got back on his hands and knees to get at the pesky weeds. He hated his garden being in shambles, it always made him restless and nervous. His mind wandering to the girl and what he really wanted her there for. It couldn't just be for companionship, he knew he wanted someone to talk to every once in a while and not to just run away screaming for help. No one understood him or took the time to understand him. Maybe that was what he was hoping for, a friend. But then another part of him kind of just wanted to drag her to his room and have his ways. He shook his head and then tried to concentrate on fixing his beloved garden.
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