Personal Assistant(Closed for Badbabysitter and Onimaru.)

[Dirtyninjagirl]

Appearance: 5’6”, long black hair, hazel eyes, firm C-cup breasts, 105 lbs, slender with tiny hips, and a full body coppery skin tone her nationality provides.
Background: Born to Wealthy Native American parents Helana lost her Mother when she was still a baby, raised, sheltered and hidden from the world by an overprotective father she grew up knowing little of the outside world. She was home schooled by teachers and professors approved only by her father and was allowed only books and dolls for entertainment, and never given access to any material that would cause her to question her father’s absolute authority, praise being one of the few joys she’d been allowed she strove to achieve in anything she did for anybody. This upbringing caused her to grow into a very intelligent yet ignorant young lady, and at 18 years of age she knew nothing of sex because her father wouldn’t allow it and she had very little knowledge of how to interact with people in a normal setting. Her father, believing that allowing her to enter mainstream society as she was would only tarnish his efforts in raising her as a proper lady for marriage used his connections to get her a job as the personal assistant of a wealthy colleague of his.

IC:
Helana was vastly enjoying the road trip to her new employer’s home, it was a rare occasion that she got to leave the house, and now she would be living somewhere totally new for the first time. The arrival at Miss Diedre Monet’s Mansion was one of wonder, it was even bigger than her home, nearly twice the size she noted and as she gazed out the limo in amazement they pulled up to the front door. Climbing out of the car with a fluid natural grace she stood up and waited for the driver to collect her baggage, wearing a concervative business dress a white blouse covered by a grey jacket, and near ankle length skirt and functional brown shoes. She walked up the stairs and knocked on the heavy wooden doors. As they creaked open she spoke up the way her father had instructed,

“My name is Helana Olathe, I’ve come to provide my services as Miss Monet’s Personal Assistant.” Bowing slightly to the figure in the doorway she tried to hide her nervousness behind a bright friendly smile.

 

[Onimaru]

The man who opened the door was like a wall, over 6 and a half feet tall, short black hair, a stern face, ice blue eyes and a tanned complexion. He was dressed in a fine suit and wore black leather gloves on both hands, taking a moment to look her over as she spoke the man cracked a friendly smile. "We've been expecting you young lady, your driver may leave your baggage inside here, I'll escort you to meet Lady Monet. If you will please follow me." The man spoke plain english with just a slight russian accent over it, opening the door wide so they could enter he stepped back to gaze at the young girl as she entered, then nodding to the driver as he left he started up the staircase to his ladies Home Office.

"I do so hope you are a hard worker Miss Olathe, My Lady's previous assistant had to leave because she couldn't handle...the workload." He said in a conversational tone as they walked through the upstairs, "If you have any needs or problems do not hesitate to ask me, I am My Lady's personal servant of the house and it is my duty to ensure that all runs smoothly within these walls." He said as they finally came to another large door. With a firm knock he spoke, "My Lady!? It is Rurik, I have brought Miss Helana Olathe for your consideration!" As he finished speaking he opened the door revealing the inside.

 

[badbabysitter]

Diedre Monet

Diedre didnt so much as glance up as her faithful man servant ushered the young lady into the room. She finished her page in her book and put it down on the stand beside her.

It was a sumptous den, with dark colours and thick dark armchairs and couple couches. The room was lit by the firelight of a thick stone fireplace. Diedre sat in a big leather arm chair, which could almost be mistaken for a throne.

She turned her head and took in the young ady.

Diedre was coldly beautiful at a glance. Her thick blonde hair held back in a tight bun. Her smooth pale skin , highlighted by her icy blue eyes. She was dressed in an equestrian outfit, having come in from a ride. Her simple but incredibly expensive glasses glinted in the firelight.

" Thank you Rurik, take the young lady's things to her room" she nodded to her manservant.

" Please sit, Miss Olathe," she said gesturing to the armchair opposite her, " we have things to discuss"

 

[Dirtyninjagirl]

As she'd been guided through the house she'd been awed to silence even as Rurik spoke to her, the mansion was more like a palace out of some fairy tale than a house and she found herself staring around in wonderment. However at the arrival at Miss Monet's room she again tried to establish a business like appearance. And abruptly failed at the sight of the gorgeous room again she gazed about like a lost child, but the most exoticly beautiful thing in the room was Lady Monet herself. But at the same time so fitting to her surroundings as if a Regal Queen in her palace, so enthralled by the woman's presence she didn't even move until the sound of the closing door as Rurik left snapped her out of it.

Smiling her embarrassment she walked over to the offered chair and sat down gracefully, "Thank you very much for accepting my father's request that I come work for you, Lady Monet." She said copying the way her servant addressed her, "It is my hope that I can fulfill your every need of me and I will strive to be the best assistant you have ever had." She said with eagerness and confidence. She'd always sought approval by doing things for others and this job seemed to be a perfect fit for that sort of attitude. Then she smiled and awaited the questions her new employer had for her, trying again to not let her nervousness show.

 

[Onimaru]

Durik bowed as he left the two women alone, heading down to the foyer once more, "She is even more beautiful than I'd hoped." He said to himself as he made his way down the stairs. Picking up her luggage he started back up the stairs to the East wing, "I do hope that Lady Monet let's me assist in her instruction, she seems to be most interesting." He said again, reaching her room dropping off her bags, he turned and headed back to the Lady's lounge, standing outside should she call for him.

 

[badbabysitter]

Lady Monet calmly took in the girl. Couldnt really tell much in a casual glance, the woman seemed to be bundled up for winter.

She toyed with her riding crop in one hand, lightly tapping the end against against her clothed palm.

" I understand you are ... "very new" to the world, so to speak arent you Miss Olathe"

She waited for the reply but then cut off the young lady before she could answer and continued in her same cool tone.

" Very well, this may prove to be somewhat problematic but it also allows me to mold you into what I see fit as the perfect assistant"

Lady Monet looked down at the young womans feet and then and into her eyes.

" Stand up, and do a slow turn for me Miss Olathe", she requested

And to make sure there was no question about Monet's request, she casually gestured with the riding crop

" Come now, up and a turn, be quick about it"

 

[Dirtyninjagirl]

At Lady Monet's comment about her being 'new' to the world, Helana blushed and opened her mouth to reply, but her new employers firm voice cut in before she could speak so she promptly fell silent. At her assumed wordes that Helana would be problematic she wanted to assure her of her talents and determination, but again kept her peace as Lady Monet seemed to see benefit in it as well.

At the command to stand, she cocked her head curiously to the side not sure what this had to do with anything, but at the repeated command she felt obligated to comply. So with a slight bounce she placed herself on her feet, and then slowly turned about, not sure what she was looking to see, but as she once again faced her her long black hair swayed about her face alit with a cheerful smile. Figuring on this as an opportune moment Helana decided to speak, "If I may ask My Lady Monet, what will my tasks in your service entail?"

 

[badbabysitter]

Lady Monet stood and faced the young girl, towering over at 5' 10" naturally, but the hells on her boots gave her another inch.

" Hush" she ordered calmly, stilling the young lady's lips with the flat of her riding tip lightly, and then took it away.

" First of all young lady, those clothes will never do"

Lady Monet stepped around the woman comparing heights to her. She did like the girls combination of curves and litheness. But the clothes were all wrong

" Image is important, beauty is important. The tragedy of this world is that women are viewed initially aesthetically before seriously. "

She stood before her the girl.

" Do not be ashamed of your beauty, use it as your tool"

She went back to her armchair and sat down.

" my servant will show you to your room, there is a wide selcetion of clothes in the closet there, find something suitable, but for heavens sake, lose that skirt and jacket"

She rang a small bell to summon Rurik.

" You're dismissed for now, return when you find something in there more suitable"

OOC:

I imagine the clothes Monet has a t disposable would probably be far less conservative

 

[Dirtyninjagirl]

Most people would be unfamiliar with being inspected and criticized in such a decerning manor, but she'd been through it more times than she could remember with her father. Every time before she was introduced to a guest or associate of her father's she would go through the routine check to see if her dress was apporpriate, her hair was good enough. But the act was where the similarities ended, what she said was the complete opposite to what she used to hear from her father. Before it had always been, 'Always button your blouse right to the neck!', 'Never wear anything without a second layer to cover your bodies curves, you are not trying to put yourself on display!', 'A woman is judged by how well she supports the man she stands behind, not how well she stands out from him.'

But she did not wish to defy her new boss on something that seemed so unimportant, "Of course! If you'll excuse me a moment Lady Monet!" She bowed lightly and joined Rurik at the door as it opened, "Lead the way, please!" She said in a cheerful tone.

(OOC: Yea, Rurik should help her pick something...suitable. P.S. Don't you hate the father )

 

[Onimaru]

Rurik promptly opened the door at the sound of the bell, "How may I serve you My Lady?" Catching the last of her statement to Helana, he nodded and stepped aside to allow her passage into the hall once more. At her cheerful request he smiled at the young lady and closed the door to Lady Monet's lounge, "Of course if you'll follow me." Again he led her through the extravagant halls of the Manor till they stopped at another set of decorated doors, not as ornate as those of the lounge, but still quite impressive.

Upon opening the door and gestureing her inside, she would find her baggage next to a large wooden dresser, and a beautiful canopy bed with white silk curtains and sky blue sheets. Walking briskly to a set of closet doors he opened them, inside was fully loaded with clothes, "When we discovered that your father was going to have you work for my lady, we had him send us your measurements so that we could aquire appropriate apparelle for you to wear on the job. All the clothing in here should fit adequately, and if I may be so bold I may make a few suggestions, I know My Lady's tastes well and I think I might be able to suggest a few things that she would approve of."

Without waiting for a reply he about faced and quickly worked through the line of clothing and selected a few choice outfits all with various tastefully revealing aspects, "I think these you would do well to consider, but the choice is of course yours. If you'll excuse me I'll await you outside." He said pulling open the door, then closing it behind himself as he exited.

(OOC: I'm a shauvinist Prick, and I want the father to get hit by a train.)

 

[Dirtyninjagirl]

Entering the room she'd be staying at from now on Helana was bursting with excitement, having to keep herself from bouncing up and down as Rurik slowly opened the door. Upon entering her storybook fantasy was still alive and well in her mind, feeling like a Princess she all but pranced into the room, as he made his way to the closet, her new bed was gorgeous, there was a beautiful full length mirror beside the closet, her dresser looked hand crafted by an artist. Lost in her own little world she almost didn't hear the lengths they had gone to to prepare for her arrival, she stopped her self from looking around and said, "I thank you so much for all your kind consideration."

Then watching as he prepared a couple of outfits for her she clasped her hands behind her back, curious to know more about both Lady Monet and Rurik himself, but before she could think of a question to ask. He layed out the different outfits for her to choose from and excused himself, shaking off the urge to stop him she said quietly to herself, "Now's not the time for me to ask questions, I shouldn't make Lady Monet wait longer than necessary." Saying that she went over to the bed to look at her choices, deciding to trust Rurik's judgement of what would be best.

However after just one glance at each outfit she knew for a fact that her father would have a fit at the idea of her wearing any of them, of the blouses one was sleeveless, the others didn't have buttons that would reach anywhere near high enough with their plunging necklines, one looked so sheer that she could see the blue of the bed sheets beneth it. A quick look at the various skirts showed that not a single one would reach past her knees, shaking her head she wondered how on earth she would ever look like a proper lady in such clothes she none the less stripped out of her current outfit.

Deciding to go with what she found to be the closest to what her father would approve of she chose the high necked sleeveless blouse, and the longest skirt of the set. Standing in just her plain white cotton bra and panties, she stepped into the skirt and began pulling it up, while it may have been the longest, it was also designed to be the tightest hugging her thighs and hips as she snugged it to her waist, also two long slits on each side nearly came up to her hips. The blouse was a match to the skirt, while the neck closed high enough so that her cleavage wasn't on display the fabric hugged her form like second skin.

Walking to the mirror she braced herself and looked at her reflection, and saw a strange exotic woman looking back at her. Never before had she worn clothes like these, and never had she known what she'd look like in them, despite her inital misgivings she quite liked the way she looked in them and did a little twirl to get the full view. "I hope Lady Monet approves as well." She said going to the door once more opening it and stepping outside, "Um Mister Rurik? I think I'm ready to go back now." She said hoping his reaction would be a good gauge of whether or not Lady Monet would approve.

 

[Onimaru]

Hearing her come out he turned, "Please Miss Helana, just Rurik. No mister requ....." He went silent as his eyes fell upon her, his jaw dropping in surprise, she'd been a knockout bundled up in her other clothes, dressed like that she was sledgehammer. It took him a few moments to gather his senses to be able to continue speaking, "I, um...I'm sorry, you look stunning Miss Helana, I believe My Lady will be most pleased. We should get back now, she does not like to be kept waiting." He said striding out infront of her to guide her once more.

Thinking to himself as they walked he smiled, 'Mistress certainly got hold of a Jem this time, I'm looking forward to when her training begins." His smile got broader as they once again arrived at the door to Lady Monet's lounge, "My Lady, Miss Helana Olathe has returned." Again he announced before opening the large doors and ushering Helana inside.