The Mansion

[DarkWarrioress]

*Bursts through the patio doors, racing down into the home theater room, vaulting the back of the seats and grabbing the remote in one spectacular motion, then tuning in to TCM channel to watch Sergeant York on the big screen with the killer surround sound.*

Wonder who I have to kill to get Caitydid to bring me some popcorn.

lol.

*points to the kitchen*

Now if you offer to bring me back breakfast, I could be convinced. Otherwise woman, the kitchen is thataway and your legs aren't broken.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

lol.

*points to the kitchen*

Now if you offer to bring me back breakfast, I could be convinced. Otherwise woman, the kitchen is thataway and your legs aren't broken.

So I guess gettin' you to make me a sammich is out of the question, eh?

 

[DarkWarrioress]

So I guess gettin' you to make me a sammich is out of the question, eh?

*arches a brow* Iffin' I'm not making you popcorn did you really think I'd make you a sandwich instead?

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*arches a brow* Iffin' I'm not making you popcorn did you really think I'd make you a sandwich instead?

*Grins and heads off to the kitchen for some Jiffy Pop.* I was hoping you might have some lunch meat about to turn that you might want to get rid of.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

*Grins and heads off to the kitchen for some Jiffy Pop.* I was hoping you might have some lunch meat about to turn that you might want to get rid of.

Help yourself to whatever is in the frig, Thyri!

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Help yourself to whatever is in the frig, Thyri!

*Brings back a bowl of lightly buttered popcorn for Cait as well.*

 

[DarkWarrioress]

*Brings back a bowl of lightly buttered popcorn for Cait as well.*

Awwww. You're so sweet, Milady.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Awwww. You're so sweet, Milady.

I'd have sprinkled some macaroni and cheese mix cheddar powder on it, but I didn't know if you liked it that way.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

I'd have sprinkled some macaroni and cheese mix cheddar powder on it, but I didn't know if you liked it that way.

I love cheddar popcorn but my stomach won't tolerate that cheddar powder mix so good choice!

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Everyone has choices to make;
no one has the right to take those choices away from us.
Not even out of love."

---Cassandra Clare
​

 

[DarkWarrioress]

With the words "silk ties" ringing in her ears, she was grinning from ear to ear as she let herself into the Manson, tossing her keys into the crystal bowl in the hallway. Making her way into the great room, she took a long look around. She flipped off the light, making her way around the room, insuring the house was locked up before heading for the bedroom. Her. Bedroom. Moonlight filtered into the room from the sliding glass door. She undressed in the combination of shadow and light. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she picked up the hair brush from the night stand, tugging her ponytail free before the brush started its strokes.

With her hair feeling soft as silk, she tucked herself into bed and stared up at the ceiling until her eyes closed without any effort. So much to do for tomorrow before guests arrive. Time for herself would amount to two cups of coffee in the morning. As she drifted off to sleep, her lips twitched into a smile.

 

[yeishia]

"Everyone has choices to make;
no one has the right to take those choices away from us.
Not even out of love."

---Cassandra Clare
​

Lovely quote Cait ...it happens all the time as well I know. ...sleep well.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

He could not suppress the wicked smile on his face as he approached the mansion. He started to walk to the front door, but noticed all of the lights were out. She must be sleeping. Not wanting to disturb her rest he walked around to the servants entrance and rang the soft buzzer. The door was answered and he simply handed the comely woman an envelope to be delivered when Cait awoke. Inside was a picture, a small cut of silk cloth and a letter.

"Cait. Just wanted to let you know that this picture is an I.O.U. Hope you enjoy it...cutie."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He could not suppress the wicked smile on his face as he approached the mansion. He started to walk to the front door, but noticed all of the lights were out. She must be sleeping. Not wanting to disturb her rest he walked around to the servants entrance and rang the soft buzzer. The door was answered and he simply handed the comely woman an envelope to be delivered when Cait awoke. Inside was a picture, a small cut of silk cloth and a letter.

"Cait. Just wanted to let you know that this picture is an I.O.U. Hope you enjoy it...cutie."

Her enjoyment and solitude was interrupted by a maid bringing her an envelope this morning. Curiosity reigned. Accepting the communique, she dismissed the girl, took another sip of coffee before opening it. What she found inside nearly made her choke on her coffee. What it did do, was make her squirm. Repeatedly in her chair. Something fluttered to her desk top. Two things actually. Her eyes were drawn to the solid surface of her desk. Fingers gathered up the small square cloth. Her mouth went dry. Silk. Damn. Green eyes shifted to the paper that had floated down with the silk. Setting aside the square, she picked up the note and read. A soft growl emanated from her, swiftly followed by a wicked grin. Tapping the note to her lips, her eyes thoughtful, she called one of the maids by name and gave her instructions.

Several hours later, a small package was delivered to FD's realm. Tucked among the tissues:

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And a small note, boldly written in her graceful handwriting:

~ Catch me, catch me if you can. ~​

 

[chronicle_tenko]

The maid at the door does not recognize the the new visitor, but she can smell coffee in his hand. It is with a touch of annoyance that he leaves the carafe, with strict instructions the lady of the house receive it less than 15 minutes.

Work calls him. Those duties that he must perform to those outside this and the other Lit Realms, he would like noting more than to sit and enjoy a fresh cup with a friend. But sadly those plans are not to be.

"Tell the lady I'll come at our next mutual convenience. I'll bring a meal."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The maid at the door does not recognize the the new visitor, but she can smell coffee in his hand. It is with a touch of annoyance that he leaves the carafe, with strict instructions the lady of the house receive it less than 15 minutes.

Work calls him. Those duties that he must perform to those outside this and the other Lit Realms, he would like noting more than to sit and enjoy a fresh cup with a friend. But sadly those plans are not to be.

"Tell the lady I'll come at our next mutual convenience. I'll bring a meal."

The doorbell rang. A moment later she heard muted words, the closing of the front door. She twirled in her chair as footsteps approached. The maid held a carafe in her hand. The container was given over and the lady took the time to pour its contents into her empty cup. The aroma of freshly made coffee assailed her, making her smile. The maid delivered the message and departed.

The lady of the house would definitely look forward to his company and the meal when next Time granted a mutual moment. She sipped from her cup thoughtfully. He was a sweetheart. A good friend. Her appreciation was abundant. She also wanted to do something nice for him.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

More pictures for thread ideas.

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[DarkWarrioress]

~ RW INTERRUPTION ~

Korean short ribs are marinating. They will be grilled to perfection later.

Now on to the pineapple upsidedown cake. Made from scratch.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

~ RW INTERRUPTION ~

Korean short ribs are marinating. They will be grilled to perfection later.

Now on to the pineapple upsidedown cake. Made from scratch.

I am about to go throw some lemon pepper chicken on the grill. Want me to bring some over?

 

[DarkWarrioress]

I am about to go throw some lemon pepper chicken on the grill. Want me to bring some over?

Sure thing, Cutie. The more the merrier.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

Sure thing, Cutie. The more the merrier.

Sounds good cutie pie. I'll be there in a second.

-Sneaks an ice cube down the front of her shirt cuz she is a brat-

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Sounds good cutie pie. I'll be there in a second.

-Sneaks an ice cube down the front of her shirt cuz she is a brat-

*jiggles and shakes to dislodge the ice cube*

Damnit, FD!!! No dessert for you.

*holds the hand mixer, dripping with cake batter, in his direction*

Don't make me turn this thing on you. It's loaded.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

*jiggles and shakes to dislodge the ice cube*

Damnit, FD!!! No dessert for you.

*holds the hand mixer, dripping with cake batter, in his direction*

Don't make me turn this thing on you. It's loaded.

-grins-

I don't mind... As long as you lick it up after.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She flipped off the lights, locked up the house and went to curl up in her bed. Unfit company for anyone but herself.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Dawn's early light encompassed a solitary figure moving through her rose garden. Each move was a show of fluid, graceful strength with a flash of steel. Rivlets of sweat trickled across her chest into the shadowy valley created by her breasts.

It had been too long. Way too long. The previous night had served her well. There was a determination in her eyes that hadn't been there in a long time. Last night, she had been brought to her knees and she didn't like it. The next time that happened would be because she wanted it.

Steel moved in brutal, strong arcs as she pivoted one way, slashed, pivoted another and lunged. Muscles moved in defined precision. Today she worked with a two-handed blade, tomorrow she would work with another weapon.

She needed a storm. A cleansing storm to yank her off her feet and roll through her. It would come. Steel continued to flash. Deadly movements. Cutting away the old. Leaving an open path for the new.