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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 12:46 AM Post #31 |
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Songbird~
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Simon kept his eyes to himself the entire time to try and give Mizu some semblance of privacy. It was another habit that one picked up when they were raised to serve other people. Their reactions to having someone else in the bathroom attending to their needs ranged from not caring at all and sometimes making him help them undress to being modest and getting to cover quickly even to people who refused to remove so much as a shoe until he had already gone. So he made sure to turn back to dispose of the tube and return the mixes to the cabinets until he heard the sounds that signaled Mizu was already in the water. He smiled toward the other boy, wondering about how Charles would take him suddenly changing the way he dressed. The man wasn't a tightass despite how he dressed but it would certainly be a surprise. He sat on the edge of the tub, far enough to still speak to Mizu without being on top of him and he tested the water with his hand and brought it back out, his pale skin reddened after the contact. Sensitive skin was irritating when you had to do the things he did. Still, he got used to the temperature and idly ran his hands through the water so he could watch as the multicolored bubbles slid over his fingers. "You mean the computer? You can use it to go onto the internet and stuff like that. Though I guess it doesn't mean much if you don't even know what one is. You can do almost anything. There aren't many filters but someone's always monitoring all of the computers in the mansion except for Mr. Caldwell's to make sure no one does anything illegal." He smiled at the thought that Mizu was so unaccustomed to technology that he broke things when interfacing. "I know a little about them. Mostly what Charlie teaches me but I've never so much as owned a cell so I'm not really in the digital age either." He turned his eyes back toward the door, his hand moving away from the water and leaving a trail of purple and black on his faded jeans. "I wonder what time it is...I don't think anyone's expecting me for a little while longer...I can stay if you'd like." |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 12:55 AM Post #32 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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Mizu smiles, dipping beneath the water, coming up a moment later, the water dripping along his skin and making his long hair stick to him as he smiles. He reaches out, playing with the bubbles as he giggles happily. He'd never known they could be different colors, all the bubbles he'd seen were white so these really amazed him. " Hmm, be careful it's hot," murmurs Mizu, looking at Simon's reddened skin as he smiles a bit. Mizu tilts his head for a moment, running his fingers along the water surface as he slowly raises his hand, the water following his fingers as he grins, spinning the water around as he plays with it, giggling. " I love the water...it feels like a home too me...I feel safer in the water then I do on land..." Mizu tilts his head thinking to himself as he looks over too the kimono. It was pretty, a slight off white with gold and pale blue embroidered sakura blossoms on it. It had a simple blue obi with golden seals on it. " I wonder what Charles will think when he see's you in the kimono..." " So that's a computer?" murmurs Mizu softly, blushing as he smiles nervously. " I doubt I'll use it...I'd hate too break something that's probably pretty damn expensive and all...plus I wouldn't know what to do with it...maybe I could get a sketchpad or something instead of it..." MIzu tilts his head, blinking at the word "cell". " Huh...what's a cell? Not like the things that make up our bodies...I know that much," Mizu blushes, obviously embarrassed that he didn't know that much about the world. |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 01:04 AM Post #33 |
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Songbird~
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He rubbed at his cold right hand with the one that had been submerged in the steaming water. He'd always had trouble with it. One of the young men had made him lift boxes when he was young enough to be tasked with the simplest of jobs but old enough that Charles couldn't use the excuse of his size to keep him indoors and nearby at all times. The man had made him carry wine boxes for at least two hours and had misjudged the weight of one and had given it to Simon without thinking. It had fallen and crushed his right hand. The staff did what they could but it was far less useful. The only good news Simon could see was that it fortunately wasn't his dominant hand. He'd recovered most function in it but, damn, sometimes it ached. "Cell? Oh, sorry 'cellular phone'. You may have seen Charlie using one...? Well just about everyone has them so I think you've seen them and just didn't know the name. I've heard most of the staff have stopped using landlines altogether since they've become so popular...but there's no need for people like us to have them. I'd have no one to talk to anyway." He got to his feet and moved over toward the kimono that Mizu had brought with him. "How in the world did all that stuff get into the closet, I wonder. I know that the boys are allowed to wear what they want but I guess a few of them went crazy with the order forms and designers that they had access to when they lived here. Still, it's beautiful." He ran his fingers along the fabric lightly before he turned back to the other boy. "I'll make sure you get a sketchpad. It's such a basic thing that I'm sure the people who put this place together overlooked it. I'll just ask Charlie to get one when he's out next." |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 01:23 AM Post #34 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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Mizu tilts his head, watching as Simon rubs at his hand, a strange expression on his pale face as he watches Simon for a silent moment. " What happened to your hand?" murmurs Mizu, shifting closer as he reaches out slowly, his own pale hand slowly taking the one Simon had been rubbing as he tilts his head, looking at it slowly, those red eyes having a strange look in them. " Does it bother you alot?" Mizu's red-purple eyes could detect an almost orange aura around Simon's hand, different from the rest, meaning that the hand must hurt. " I...could help lessen the pain if you want..." Mizu tilts his head as Simon tells him about cellular phones as he smiles slightly. " Oh, that's what those things are called," murmurs Mizu, giggling as he tilts his head too the side in thought. " I always just call them phones myself...they serve the same purpose as the ones plugged into the walls don't they?" Mizu smiles, watching Simon look at the kimono as he shrugs slightly as he thinks to himself. " I would assume they had it imported," murmurs Mizu as he grins. " It's got a small tag attached too it with some Japanese on it, so I'm assuming they might have imported it...maybe they found it on the computer or something..." Mizu stretches a bit, eyes half lidded as he yawns. " I'm starting to get rather tired, but I'm feeling a whole lot better now!" Mizu smiles, watching Simon as he grins, eyes half-lidded. " Of course it's beautiful, I picked it out for you because I thought you deserved to have something beautiful too wear..." Mizu smiles shyly as he stretches, eyes half lidded as he yawns. " I mean I get plenty of pretty clothes, but you've been here for a long time and I doubt you have any pretty things..." Mizu smiles at the mention of the sketchpad as he nods. " Good, I like too draw," murmurs Mizu as he stretches, yawning. " Could you grab me a towel Simon?" |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 01:30 AM Post #35 |
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Songbird~
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Simon was surprised that Mizu had noticed that his hand was paining him. He usually ignored it until he had enough time to stop and then when things were calmed he finally noticed the pain. He shook his head, unsure how Mizu could make it better. Charles had tried his best and so had the few nice people on staff but usually warmth and possibly some sort of rub tended to relieve the pain somewhat. "A box of wine dropped on my wrist and hand when I was about...I guess four or five. The man was so mad about the broken bottles that he yelled at me for a few minutes before he realized I was in pain. They set it but I don't think it ever healed right. But I don't know what you could do to help...it's really not so bad." It was hard for Simon to imagine something as simple as a kimono being brought all the way over from Japan to simply sit in the closet used by Caldwell's victims. It probably had only been worn once, if at all. Considering the sheer number of outfits, costumes, and other articles of clothes in there it was just as likely that someone had gotten it in with a bunch of other garments, barely glanced at it, and then put it on a hanger and pushed into the correct section in the closet. Maids came in to freshen the garments about two times a month so they always smelled and were kept clean and well preserved so it was in impeccable condition. "I've only really ever had clothes like these. Charlie could have gotten me nicer ones but he's more worried about what would happen if Mr. Caldwell were to notice me, especially if he knew I was a boy." He nodded when Mizu asked for a towel and grabbed one of the fluffy white pieces of linen from the countertop and held it out toward Mizu. "Do you need any help getting out?" |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 01:48 AM Post #36 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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Mizu smiles, the shadowed water spirit breathing out slowly as he gets out of the tub, taking the towel as he wraps it around himself. " Nope I can get out on my own," murmurs Mizu, grinning as he tilts his head as he walks over to the sink, tiliting his head in thought for a moment. " Lets see...what was that all mighty healing medicine made of..." Mizu sighs, starting to dry off as he grabs the long gown, pulling it on as he waves his hand, some of the tub water moving out and into the sink as Mizu puts the stopper down. " Okay...I was taught a healing thing from someone a while ago that's supposed to work for healing almost anything..." Mizu smiles nervously, looking at the sink as he sighs softly. " I can make it for you, but well...I don't really know how well it works..." murmurs Mizu as he brings his hand up to his pale lips, eyes half lidded as he runs a fingertip along the sharp point of his tooth, cutting the skin as he holds his hand over the water as a few drops of blood drip out into the water as Mizu sighs as the wound heals up quickly. " I heal up amazingly quick...if you put your hand in there it should help...unless you want too actually drink some of my blood..." Mizu sighs, hearing Simon speak of the clothes as he smiles slightly. " Well if I get the choice you'll be my lady in waiting and I'll make certainy you have pretty clothes," murmurs Mizu, stretching as he yawns, pulling on the gown as he falls around his slim form. " Now I think I should probably go to bed...I'm sure the master will want to see me come morning..." |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 01:54 AM Post #37 |
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Songbird~
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He moved back as Mizu rose from the tub, averting his eyes again as was habit until the young man had managed to wrap the towel around his figure. He stepped back and then raised his eyes just as he noticed water seemed to move through midair...on its own. Simon watched it feeling rather out of place, like he was dreaming or possibly hallucinating. Maybe the work had started to get to him or maybe this was really magic. How absurd. Sure, he had 'feelings' about people and tended to feel better or worse if people he liked or was afraid of were in the room but he'd never classified that as anything supernatural or unusual in nature. He just figured he was a little more intuitive than other people. ' Magic though was something new to him. Mizu's words were almost like gibberish to his ears, he was so taken aback. He regarded the other young man with wide eyes but eventually got of of the side of the tub and he moved over before gingerly putting his right hand in the water. The pain subsided gradually, though when he remoed his hand the mobility issue was still there. Still, it was about a million times better. He let his hands fall down to his side and decided to take this at face value for now. After all Mizu was tired and he needed to keep back his barrage of questions. "Uh...yes of course. Th...thanks for that...whatever it was you did for my hand. I'm sure Charlie's missing me by now so I'll be back with breakfast unless the master wishes to see you before I can get over here." He left the kimono in the bathroom has he didn't want to be accused of stealing and would be unable to put it on without help since he'd barely seen anything like it before. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 02:01 AM Post #38 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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Mizu smiles, giggling a bit at Simon's reaction as he sighs, tilting his head a bit. " I'll see if I can figure out how to really heal it," murmurs Mizu softly, grinning as he stretches a bit. " I'm a shadowed water spirit...water bends to my will..." Mizu smiles, picking up the kimono as he carefully puts it into a drawer. " You are welcome Simon," murmurs Mizu, smiling as he tilts his head, eyes half lidded as he yawns. " My blood heals...and my body heals quickly because of it. I don't have any healing abilities myself...but I can use my blood to help take pain away and heal wounds..." Mizu stretches, eyes half lidded as he yawns. " Well tell Charlie hello from me, and be safe on your away back. I hope too see you tomorrow..." Mizu smiles, wandering into the bedroom as he glares toward the huge mirror. " And tell someone that I want that mirror removed from my room as soon as possible," murmurs Mizu, moving to lay down on the bed as he curls up a bit, eyes half lidded as he yawns. " Thank you for all the help, I pray you sleep well tonight. I'll see if I can remember how exactly to make the potion that can heal anything...it might take a few days though...and I'd have to get some rare herbs in as well..." Mizu smiles shyly, blushing a bit as he pulls the blankets up around himself. " It's nice to have a friend..." |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 02:13 AM Post #39 |
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Songbird~
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Simon turned off lights as he hurried through the room, on autopilot to avoid thinking about magic and things that would make him a bit twitchy. It wasn't that was scared, exactly, just so surprised that he wasn't sure if he should pinch himself or break out laughing. He hesitated by the door and smiled over at Mizu as the young man got into the bed. "Thank you, but you shouldn't put yourself out like that. I'm more than happy that you want to help. I haven't had a real friend either. Well goodnight Mizu. Sleep well." He closed the doors quietly behind him and ran out into the hall after he had established that the door had closed behind him. His own room was attached to Charles', over in the working center of the mansion. The other man had insisted being given two rooms so that Simon could have his privacy at night and, amazingly enough, Caldwell had caved with very little prodding on that point. So Charles and Simon had modest sized bedrooms, outfitted with the most utilitarian of furniture. The quality was about standard to keep up the fine appearance of the house but Simon's linens especially were the nicest thing in his own room. He nearly ran right into his caretaker as he let himself in and the man laughed when he saw the look on his charge's face. "You made a friend, Si? You're smiling but you look shocked." Simon nodded, brightening as he hugged Charlie out of habit and then headed off toward his own room. "Yeah. Mizu's so nice. He did this...er...hard to explain but he helped make my had feel better. He said he's gonna help with our little act for Mr. Caldwell too. You don't...you think he'll be around for awhile?" He looked to Charles with large, concerned eyes. The other man sighed and tried a smile before he mussed Simon's soft hair. "From what he said it seems he's more entrapped by Mizu than the last few boy's he's gotten so I'd say so. But let's not worry about it. You should sleep." Simon nodded and wished Charlie goodnight before he closed the door between their rooms, and stripped before he pulled on the soft and worn nightshirt he wore every night and then collapsed bonelessly onto his bed. ***** Charlie got him up remarkably early, apologizing but urging him to wake Mizu as the master was going to take breakfast with him in his room that morning. He barely had time to pull on whatever shirt and pants came into sight when he'd opened his drawers before he raced to the house wing and punched in the code for Mizu's room. Simon rapped on the door and entered the bedroom before he moved to the balcony and pulled the drapes, letting light spill into the room. "Sorry for the early wake up Mizu but the master is waiting and Chalrie wanted to make sure you had about twenty minutes to get ready." He turned to face the bed and the soft early light caught the brighter strands in his hair, momentarily making his pale skin glow and his dirty blonde hair appear almost white. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 09:59 PM Post #40 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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" You're welcome," murmurs Mizu, smiling as he shifts, getting comfortable in his bed as he tilts his head a strange expression that appeared to be almost a bit angry taking over his face. " I'll do what I want to do and if that includes putting myself out there then so be it." Mizu turns over, curling up in his new bed as he sighs. " Good night Simon...sleep well as well. I'll do my best too sleep..." As the doors of his room were closed Mizu had sighed, shifting once more as he tilted his head in thought as he runs his fingers through his damp hair. He gets out of his bed, wandering out to the balcony, looking up at the moon as a smile plays at his lips. " Hello we say to the midnight moon, and whispers fall as we dance and we swoon. Yet the humans know nothing of what the world really is, so tell me dear friend, where should I begin and where should I end?" murmurs Mizu, a far away look on his face as he stares up at the moon, the 13 year old's red-purple eyes taking in the glowing sphere as he smiles. " Will you allow me too sleep tonight...or will the nightmares keep me in their grasps until the sun rises?" *** The morning would find Mizu curled up on the bed, his hair falling around his pale form, and tears trailing down his sleeping face as a strange glowing stone rested in his hand, glowing much like moonlight, strung on a strange silverish threar that was wrapped around his wrist. He'd stayed up until nearly 2 am, and finally exhausted had curled up in the bed, falling asleep for a short while before terrifying nightmares had taken hold. As Simon knocked on the door Mizu startled awake, sitting up, groaning as the other came into the room and opened up the curtains, the sunlight falling on him as he groaned, pulling the blankets over his head as he sighs. " Good morning," mutters Mizu, shaking his head as he sighs slightly. " Well isn't that bloody nice...the masters waiting for me...I am not a morning person..." MIzu groans, rising to his feet as he wanders toward the bathroom, the blanket wrapped around his body, having gotten sick of the gown at some point and thrown it too the floor. " Do I have time to take a shower?" |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 10:05 PM Post #41 |
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Songbird~
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Simon was used to dealing with people who were grumpy in the morning. Charles wasn't particularly happy to see the earliest light of day and lord knew that most of the guests didn't ever want to get up before three in the afternoon. He'd noticed that Mizu had rolled around enough to twist the sheets up which seemed to indicate something of a sleepless night. That was pretty normal though. This was a new place and he'd already had a rather unsettling encounter. He moved over to the bed and picked up the discarded nightgown off of the floor before he glanced over at Mizu. "Yes. That's why Charlie made sure that I came here early enough. Feel free. I'll keep an eye on the clock. Is there anything I can do in the meantime to speed the process up?" he asked. He moved to the bathroom as he spoke, turning on the lights and then discarding the used gown in the laundry chute before he pulled open the doors that led to the shower. "It's pretty big in there too. You can listen to music or the radio but since you're not too familiar with electronics you probably should just leave it alone." Simon moved into the shower room and opened the interior cabinets to reveal hair and body care products of all makes, scents, and uses. "Take what you like from here too." |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 10:26 PM Post #42 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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Mizu sighs, eyes half lidded as he wanders into the bathroom, the blanket still wrapped around his body as he goes toward the closet, looking through it as he picks out a pale blue chinese style gown with red embroidery on it. Mizu sighs, taking it as he sets it down in the bathroom, dropping his towel as he goes and picks out some lily scented shampoo and conditioner before stepping into the shower. " If you could find me some shoes, shoes and underwear to wear with my gown it would be appreciated," murmurs Mizu, turning on the shower, staying out of the spray as he waits for it too warm up. That strange necklace still hung around his wrist. Mizu sighs, slowly unwrapping it as he opens up the shower door slightly. " Simon...I want you too have this..." Mizu holds the necklace/braclet out, waiting for Simon to come and take it. " If you keep it around your wrist it should ward off any pain, and if you keep it with you for a while it should help your hand to heal properly..." It had been quite the undertaking last night to make that jewel, but too Mizu it had been quite worth it. A jewel forged of water, moonlight, tears and blood that shone much like the full moon on a clear cloudless night. " A lady in waiting needs to have fine things after all," murmurs Mizu before stepping into the spray of the shower, a soft content sound escaping his lips as the water hits his pale skin as he smiles. For a minute he just lets the water rain down on him before he starts to wash his long hair, eyes half lidded as he hums softly, enjoying the hot water dancing upon his skin as he hums softly. |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 10:32 PM Post #43 |
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Songbird~
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Simon nodded when Mizu asked him to look for proper undergarments and shoes to go along with the outfit he'd picked out for the day. He was nearly out of the bathroom again to attend to his task when the door opened and Mizu held out the strange glowing necklace he'd been holding when Simon walked in. The young man walked over and looked at it, taking the stone gingerly with his good hand before he raised his eyes to see Mizu. He smiled softly and wrapped the chain around his right wrist, allowing the small stone to dangle like a strange charm. "I'll wear it, thanks. This is probably the first really personal thing someone's really given me so thank you." He wanted to say more but he still had work to do and Mizu had retreated back into the shower to get ready. Simon moved back into the closet and ran to the back area where all the shoes were kept until he found some that roughly seemed to have the same colors he'd recalled from the dress Mizu had picked. From there it was just into the makeup room for a pair of black underwear with ties on the side like he had seen Mizu toss aside last night. He took all these things into the bathroom and set them on the metal chair that was situated right outside. "Alright. It's all in order. Oh. The code." The servant tripped over his own feet in the steamy room as the floor had already acquired a thin veil of water but that didn't stop him on his task. He ran all the way back through the bedroom and sitting room and then dashed into the office for paper and pen, writing the code down in neat numbers for optimal readability before he moved back to the area and folded the paper several times so it would be small enough for Mizu to carry on his person. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 10:50 PM Post #44 |
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Mizu smiles at Simon's words, happy as the other takes the charm from him as he sighs softly. " You are welcome," murmurs Mizu, eyes half lidded as he waves his hand, the water from the shower staying still for a moment as Mizu shakes his head slightly before lowering his hand and washing out the shampoo. His red-purple eyes were half-lidded as he stretches, letting the shamppo wash out before stopping the water again and conditioning his hair quickly. Mizu sighs, enjoying the water as he sighs, the conditioner washing out as he sighs, turning off the shower as he runs his hands along his body, the water collection off his skin and falling into the drain as he runs his fingers through his hair, effectively drying it as he steps out of the shower, grabbing a towel. " Well, now just to get dressed," murmurs Mizu, tilting his head for a moment as he smiles. " Could you find me a brush Simon?" Mizu smiles, picking up his clothes as he wanders into the living room, setting to work on getting dressed. He first pulled on his undies, making sure the sides were tied before carefully getting dressed in the chinese gown, making sure to fasten to hooks correctly so it fell right on his pale form. Finally he pulled on socks and shoes, sitting on his bed as he smiles. He turns to look at his reflection in the mirror, shrugging as he sighs. " Well I don't look horrid," murmurs Mizu softly. " Now just too brush this hair and get it put up..." |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 10:56 PM Post #45 |
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Songbird~
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Simon wandered back into the dressing room and grabbed several different sorts of brushes for Mizu depending on what kind he liked. The lady who cut his hair said something to the effect of different brushes worked for different things but he didn't really own so much as a comb (Charles tended to forget since his own hair was so short) thus Simon's hair tended to just be a blonde mess that he tucked behind his ears. Since it was somewhat fine and soft on its own it wasn't a total rat's nest but it was apparent that he could use some care...by armed professionals. "Here. I got a lot of them 'cuz I have no idea how those things work, like doing your hair and such," he said, setting them down on the bed beside Mizu so that he could use the accordingly. Simon sat down on the end of the bed to wait to escort Mizu to their master's wing. He swung his feet and smiled as Mizu said he didn't think he looked too horrible. "Not at all. You're beautiful, Mizu. A lot more than the other boys that have been here. I don't...I can't understand why the master does the things he does but I could see why someone would want to meet you so badly after only a look. But I have to say you're a lot more fun than all that." |
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