The Victorians League (restarted from Victorians fun)

[Amy (Roleplay)]

(i ahve restarted the thread because the last one got a bit screwed up by the way the last on was call Victorians fun.)

This thread is set in the Victorian ages the age of guns, swords and of course sex it is set in London and will move around if anyone wishes it and will also be like the Casanova stories...

...My character is obviously a girl who has just moved to London, her father is quite wealthy and also has a title so obviously if she marries and the father dies then her husband will inherit everything but she is bored with her current life situation and the men she has to hang around with all they do is talk about politics and the current government and aren't really that handsome.

Both Men and Woman are welcome to post.

My Character

Name: Angella Toletto
Age: 24
Hair: Brown
Hair Length: Down to shoulders
Eyes: Brown
Clothes: Has to wear long flowing dresses a lot normally red covered by a hole-punched black layer
.............If anyone need anymore description tell me and i will add it here.......

And we begin:

The carriage rolled over the stone pathing of the entrance to london Angella was sitting in her seat holding her white gloves in her hands not wanting to wear them she laied them beside her opposite her was her maid who was called Helga and was very nice well in Angellas opinion anyway.

She moved over to the window and took a look outside the streets were busy and the carriage had stopped it had been a lot calemr where she lived why did her father insist on them moving to London and she hated the fact that he hadn't asked for her opinion, she looked over the bussle of the streets and saw a man standing there loking at the carriage and at her she stared at him wondering who he was he didn't look common but most common people these days could fool anyone.

His eyes bore into hers as she starred back he wasn't even blinking she tilted her head a bit and winked at him that made him blink...

~she grinned to herself as she moved her head back into the carriage as it started to move again~

 

[Sexygurl69]

OOC:
Name: Sara McCullon
Age:19
Hair: Strawberry-blonde
Hair Length: down to mid back and wavy
Eyes: green
height: 5'5

Sara, hailing from scotland, is a servant girl in Angella's home. Her primary duties are to keep the beds made and is often sent to the market. Although she is only a maid she is quite intelligent taking any spare time to take books out of the library in the house and sneak off into her nook between the fireplace and the cupboard in the kitchen. She gets into trouble sometimes for her mischevious and sometimes carefree attitude

Clothes: A simple black dress although fits her nicely to show an elegant figure. She has a gray shawl and mittens for when she goes out on cold days

IC: Sara was in trouble. She was getting into a book of poems in her nook when she fell asleep. She woke up realizing that she had to be helping madam bailey today in getting the house ready for the arrival of Miss Toletto. She was going to have her head for sure. She quickly washed the soot from her hands and face and walked into the foyer here madam bailey was. She was greeted with a scolding look.

"Fell asleep again I see." Said madam bailey. "Well next time that happenes I won't hesitate to box your ears. Now go and put the linens on all of the beds. You've had enough free time, and now that they're coming it's time to pull your weight"

Sara went upstairs grumbling to herself. It's true she had plenty of time to herself for the past few days since they arrived at the house before the Tolettos did. Although she dreaded the work and liked the solitude she missed Angela. Although their social status is very different, they have managed to become quite good friends over the past few years since Sara has worked for their family. She missed their little chats when she would go and help Angela get ready to go out to balls and other gatherings.

Sara walked into the master's room and started setting up the bed while looking out the window. There must be something about this new city that is giving her a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. Things were going to change. Something was going to happen....and soon.

 

[Gekken]

OOC

Name: Kees vanDiemen (pronounced Case)
Age:30
Hair: blond
Hair Length: to collar and around ears
Eyes: green

Kees is/was a merchant marine with the fading Dutch East Indies Company. He has amassed a very small fortune and has newly arrived in London. He is tall and heavy of build, but not running to fat. Just the result of thousands of years of farmers picking wives not for looks, but for being able to carry a pig under each arm.

Like most nouveau riche he spent a little too much on a good suit, looking out of place in black pinstripes and a bowler. His sailor's earrings glinting in the wan english sunlight.

IC

"Godverdamme! English women are ugly." Kees thought as he walked down the path near Oxford Street in Hyde Park, listening with one ear to the madmen screaming about the end of the world from the pediment of every statue. He lifted his hat to another pram-pushing moeder. She stared up at him in distaste, noting his unshaven chin and silver earrings.

He left the park via the Cumberland gate, walking toward the British Museum, when a chance glance at the road resulted in him seeing an angel with alabaster skin and hair the color of oak. her dark, gypsy eyes stare frankly at him from the window of a private coach. he touched the rim of his ridiculous bowler with the silver pommel of his walking stick and gave the vision his best rakish smile; knowing how his sly grin worked for him with the bored daughters of Dutch merchants in Jakarta and Malaysia. As the cart turned the corner, the stern visage of a blond norsewoman stared from the other couch in the coach and twitched the curtain back into place.

Kees noted that the coach pulled into a gated house across the street. The crest over the iron portcullis echoing the coat of arms on the coach's lampboard. Instead of the Museum, Kees hailed a cab and asked to be taken to a library. He paid the cabbie to wait outside and strolled up the steps. Inside, he asked a porter to fetch him the latest gazette of the peerage, and asked about the coat of arms.

"Oh, yes." said the wizened librarian, "the Toletto house."
"Toletto, you say?" Kees asked
"An obscure branch of the Famile d'Aragonne, living here in Sussex for about seventy or eighty years."
"And de name from the meester of the house?"
"John, the Seventh Earl Tolleto."
"Thank you for your time" He said, as he strode out to the waiting hack.

Toletto! the name was familiar to him. Kees had just shipped a cargo of tea to an importer on Fleet street, and arrived with it this very morning. As the master of the vessel, he was charged by contract to deliver it to the offices of a company owned by a Toletto! He recalled seeing a dark man, obviously once large and powerful, now in a chair with wheels, being pushed by a efficient-looking nurse.

"I will call on this Earl Toletto tomorrow. It is possible he would want another cargo from my brother's ship. And I hope that the young lady in the coach is present!"

 

[JokerWild]

OOC:
Name: Akiyama Williams
Age: 25
Hair: Black
Hair Length: Down to shoulders, keeps it in one braid
Eyes: Green
Clothes: Black shoes, black pants, and white dress shirt. While dressed as a commoner he wears black boots, black pants, and a ragged white shirt.

An former Asian immigrant who found gold at the age of 19 and became wealthy in England, still adjusting to his new way of life. 5'6 feet tall, long black hair he keeps in one braid, his skin is light but has a slight tan to it from spending time on ships. Green eyes, muscular but can't really tell unless he has his shirt off. Talks with a slight accent. To get away from the stress of his work he sometimes dresses as a commoner at night to meet "real" people...

IC
Akiyama stood on the side of the street, he was taking a big chance being out dressed like a commoner. He had been with one of the duke's maids, a beautiful latin woman he had working for him. Akiyama was rich but he knew it would be hard for him to find a woman in this society to marry. He watched as several rich young women dressed in silk dresses walked pass him, followed by their soon-to-be husbands they giggled at him, his muscular chest was showing. He bowed lowly to them, their fiances' faces grew red in anger and jealousy as they giggled once again.

Akiyama sighed and shook his head. "I think it's time for me to take my leave...Jennifer is going to have my head." he thought as he ran into a alley. Ahead at the opening/end of the alley a black horse was waiting, it neighed restlessly as Akiyama jumped on it. "Sorry old friend...I lost track of time." he said taking an apple out of his pocket and tossing it in front of the horse. The horse raised it's long neck and caught the apple eatting it hungrily. "Head home Gadu." he said digging his heels into the horse's side. Neighing loudly Gadu began to gallop away from the city towards a small forest area.

 

[Starsailor2804]

OOC:
Name: Jonathan Thompson
Age: 23
Hair: dark brown
Hair Length: short
Eyes: dark blue
Clothes: Light tan pants, dress shirt, dark brown vest, dark blue jacket, expensive shoes
Description: First son of a member of the House of Lords Jonathan was born rich and will be rich for the rest of his life. With wealth in assets and in the banks beyond most people's dreams Jonathan lives the life of luxury. Arrogant, but kind, especially to the old and women, Jonathan is quite well known. At 5'11" and 175lbs he has some meat to him and has made himself tone through years of rugby and other games of his pasttime. Not really good with women despite his confidence and despite how handsome he is.

IC:

Normal day for Jonathan, trip into downtown London, a search through the newly arrived merchants new wares, a brisk lunch, trip to the docks to watch the boats come and leave port, and then return home. That was pretty much a normal day, although today was so much more boring. However, something usually came along to make his day much more interesting. Working his way through the crowd that crowded the cobble streets Jon increasingly became angry with not only the crowd but also the horses and carriages.

London was becoming way too crowded. To think the Black Death had nearly wiped them all out to only bring the numbers not only back to the same population as then but nearly times two as well. Suddenly, a carriage ran him over causing him to jump out of the way. Turning he cussed at it as only the English could. They had not only nearly hit him, but nearly trampled him as well.

Just then the carriage stopped and a woman stuck her head out of the window. (Angella) She seemed to stare at him as he stared right back at her for a moment or so. It was quite an odd experience because his anger subsided and he couldn't swear at the carriage no more. She was wealth, no doubt, she was in a carriage, plus her hair was too neat to be a commoner. As they both looked at one another a sudden wink from her made him blink before she ducked back inside the carriage.

Scratching his head as the carriage continued and moved away from him Jon turned to walk away but then stopped and looked to the side to see it continue to move down the street. Damnit, Jon thought before turning again and now following the carriage. This was as much fun as he was going to have today, he knew that, and he wanted to see this woman again, just another look.

 

[mr spikey]

OOC
Name: Frederick Abberline
Age: 45
Hair: Dark Brown
Hair Length: Just above the collar
Eyes: Blue
Clothes: Suit and tie (Brown) with long overcoat and hat

Description: Detective Chief Inspector (Whitechapel)
Frederick Abberline is about to begin the investigation of one of the biggest mysteries of all time.

IC
I sat at my desk looking over paperwork trying to ignore the dull ache throbbing in the back of my head. I decided to go outside and take a walk. I watched a carriage nearly run over a man. He jumped up to yell and only stop and stare at the woman who looked out from the carriage. He turned to walk away and then turned around again and began to follow the carriage.
I could feel the chill in the air as I walked around the block. The news bous were hawking their papers at the corner. Every day the same headline "Murder in so-and-so, Police Baffled, etc". The newspapers loved nothing better than to make the police out to bumbling fools. Nothing but a bunch of crap, as far as I was concerned. It was a sad testament to how low papers would go to try outsell each other.
I bought one and went back inside to read the how the goverment was worried about the possibilities of there being riots by the poor and foreigners causing unrest. The wealthly, it seemed, were indeed worried.
I was called into the Chief Superintendant's Office. Finally, a new case to work on.

 

[Sexygurl69]

"SARAHHHH!!" Shouted Madam Bailey from down the corrodor.

"Now what?" Sara said to herself. She walked out of the room and up to madam baley. "Yea Ma'am?"

"I need you to run out into the market. Pick up some flour, sugar, and yeast for the cook. And pick up some new table clothes, the old ones are getting ratty, but remember it has to be the same design as the old ones. The lady of the house is very specific."

Sara was delighted. Although she had to run errands she was going to be out of the dreadful house. she was so overjoyed she almost forgot her shawl. Moving quickly with her basket she stepped outside. It was brisk, but ot too cold so she put her mittens in the basket and walked towards the market.

She loved the city. Although some people could be so pretentious she was a city girl at heart. Coming from the rural highlands of scotland she was always thrilled at being somewhere that she didn't have to go so many km's to get somewhere. Not looking where she was going she walked right into a man and fell onto the ground losing her basket, mittens and shawl.

She scrambled on the ground trying to retrieve her things when the man bent down to help her. She looked up to see a man with startling dark blue eyes and brown hair looking at her. She stood up and took her mittens from him. "uh...uhmm....thankyou." she studdered

He was of noble descent, she could tell by his clothing and his presence. But something was out of place, why did he help her and not even be phased that a servant has knocked into him. She was frozen at the spot, scared of what to do, she has never been in this situation where she had disturbed a nobleman, a very good looking one at that.

 

[Starsailor2804]

Suddenly, out of nowhere someone had collided with him. Stunned for the moment he immediately looked at the carriage that had continued and nearly left his view now. Damnit, he thought for a moment before he saw the woman who had collided into him. Quickly bending down to help her with her things he looked at her and studied her features while she certainly was just hurrying to gather her things. Finally, as she rose to her feet and looked at him he looked back and smiled.

She seemed stunned, he knew he was handsome, but he had never seen a reaction like that before. "Your welcome, but you should really watch where you are going. Don't want to hurt yourself," he said and smiled. "My name is Jonathan, where are you going in such a hurry?" Looking around he then looked back at her and smiled as he studied her features.

She definately didn't appear to noble, and he definately doubted that and doubted she came from money, but she was surely very beautiful. And unlike most noble and rich women he had no problem talking to her and being himself.

 

[Sexygurl69]

She took a deep breath. he's talking to me....talk sara....speak! She thought.

"I'm....going into the market. I have to pick up a few things." she said looking up at him. He had a strange look on his face. It was as if he was studying her, memorizing her face and he also had a look of amusement as well.

She shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. He was just looking at her and she didn't know what to do. "Well sir I really must be going.." she said and started to walk past him. He quickly grabbed her arm and she turned and looked at him expectantly.

 

[Starsailor2804]

Grabbing her arm he made her turn to face him again. He didn't mean to be rude or forceful and instead as she stood there he wrote directions on a piece of paper. The directions were to one of his father's warehouses that he knew was abandoned and empty at the time. Smiling he slipped it into her hand and then walked off. "It was nice meeting you," he said and then walked off not looking back.

He knew if she decided to check out the location that she wouldn't for many hours and thus went off to do a few things. However, when she would arrive, surely later that night, he knew that he would be there. She would come because for some reason she had told him that she was a curious person. Did she know why he wanted her to come? Probably not, but surely she would check it out.

Now, he just had to past the time.

 

[Sexygurl69]

She stood there, stunned and staring at Jonathan as he walked off. After a few moments she snapped back into reality and stuck the piece of paper into one of her pockets. She ran into the market to run the errands as quickly as possible. She knew there were a ton of things to do when she got back and wanted to get everything done as quickly as possible. She didn't understand why she wanted to go to this place so much, but something surged inside her veins driving her to want to go.

After her errands she entered the house dropping the gods onto the kitchen table. She brought the table cloth to madam bailey and ran into the servants quarters. She entered her room, heart beating fast, she had to relax, there was so much to do...

 

[Starsailor2804]

Walking through the market Jon returned to look for that woman in the carriage, where could she had gone? She had to be somewhere around here he figured, and so he continued to look. Hours past as he looked around for her and at the same time looked for something interesting in this city. The life of a nobleman was a bore most of the time, all there was were women, drugs, alcohol, and more women.

Finally, night had arrived and Jon found himself arriving at the warehouse of his father. This was just one in many that he owned and it was completely abandoned. Walking inside the large wood structure all he found was emptyness. There were no chairs, no tables, no couches, nothing. That was why he had brought a blanket with him and laid it upon the floor. He figured if that woman came to see him that she would know what she was coming for.

Any woman commoner would know what a nobleman would want with her, it was the only thing one could think of. The nobleman used these women as a game, as enjoyment, and really nothing more. And, not only had they pleased them often but also brought many illegitimate kids.

 

[Sexygurl69]

It was night and she finally finished her chores. Finally given the rest of the night off she left for the address that the man gave her. Walking in the brisk cold night she couldn't help but wonder why he asked her to go here. One thing crossed her mind and she was terrified at the thought. Sure he was handsome but could she give in to him in such a way? That was certainly something that she has never done before, she's never been with a man.

She approached the door to the warehouse and stood for a moment staring at it. She turned away and walked a few steps about to walk away from this whole ordeal. However, she stopped, turned around and opened the door. She walked into the old abandoned warehouse to find Jonathan sitting on a blanket in the middle. Walking slowly she stopped right at the edge of the blanket.

He patted next to him signaling for her to sit down. She sat, "hi" she said quietly playing with the bottom of her dress. "So....why did you want me to come here?"

 

[Starsailor2804]

Watching the nervous girl approach he smiled and patted the seat next to him and she didn't hesitate to sit down. Smiling as she played with the bottom of her dress Jon looked over at her, "I was surprised you actually came, I hadn't expected it," he said lying. "I asked you to come here for the exact reasons you think, and I know that you came because you wanted it and you won't leave although you hesitate." He was talking swiftly, game-like, playing with words and surely making her somewhat uneasy.

He didn't hesitate as he moved over to her and kissed her as he placed a hand on her right leg running his hand up it. Her leg was surprisingly very smooth for her commoner life, and he continued to slide his hand up under the brim of her dress. Although kissing her gently for now he allowed her to pull back, but he definately showed that he didn't want her to. He was powerful and had a great power hold over her.

 

[Sexygurl69]

She drowned in his kiss. oh god...god damn curiosity gets me into things she thought. She pulled back from him and looked at him. She was scared and it was obvious. She never remembered ever been weak, but for some reason he had a hold on her that she didn't understand.

She blushed and looked down feeling rather embarrassed.

"What is it?" He asked

"Well....uhh...uhmm....I'm a virgin." She said

She looked up at him and he had a sly grin on his face. uh oh she thought

 

[JokerWild]

Akiyama had rode towards his mansion a few hours ago, it was built a few feet from the bay so he had a view of the ocean at all times. There was also a forest beside his house so it made a good place for him to work out. Sighing as he pulled the riegns of Gadu, he jumped off preparing himself for the scolding he was about to get from his head maid Jennifer. As he made his way into the gate his gardener, an old man with white hair and a mustache smiled at him bowing his head. "Evening Master Akiyama. I think you had better go in the back way...Miss Jennifer has been looming over everyone the entire evening looking for you." he said laughing as a look of desperation came across Akiyama's face. Akiyama smiled at the gardner and continued walking.

"Whats the worst that could happen?" he yelled to him as he walked down the paved path that led to his door. He opened it knowing it would be unlocked since Jennifer was expecting him. As soon as he stepped foot in the door he was grabbed by the collar of his shirt. "Where were you? Do you realize you missed two meetings with the local merchants? And the traders from Aruba, they were waiting four hours today! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO? RUIN YOURSELF!?!?" yelled the blonde woman. Akiyama could do nothing but laugh, he had never seen Jennifer this angry...well not angrier than the time he walked in on her bathing.

Jennifer was a great looking woman, 5'5, blue eyes and blonde short hair, she was only 27 but she looked 19. Akiyama took a deep breath as Jennifer let him go. "Well I lost track of ti..." before he could finish Jennifer gave him a look that could have put fear into a god. Akiyama closed his mouth as he followed Jennifer up to his room. From the hallway he could see several of the other servants holding in his laughter. Akiyama never scolded anyone, nor made it look as if he were their god, being a former peasent himself he treated all of his workers equally. Akiyama blushed as they approached his room. Jennifer opened his door and pointed inside, Akiyama stood there giving her his best smile.

"You have to meet with Miss Angela today, the meeting will decide wheater or not you'll own those seven acres near her home. You have one hour...and don't make me have to come up here and bath you myself." she said with a smirk, even though she was married to a way older man who she hated but refused to divorce because of her religion, she and Akiyama flirted playfully daily. Akiyama winked at her as she closed the door to his room. Akiyama undressed and walked to a second door, it led to a seperate room that held his bathing tub and several other items. Testing the water it was hot just like he liked it, stepping in gradually he eased his body into the steaming water. Laying there for several moments he closed his eyes and relaxed...

OOC: ((I don't mind if someone takes over the role of Jennifer.))

 

[Amy (Roleplay)]

(sorry i haven't posted recently my Internet connection naffed up a bit sorry)

It was night time when she arrived at the new mansion the driver hopped out of his seat and helped her out of the carriage she surveyed the building it was black and had pillars built into the walls she sighed she had moved many times and it was getting tiresome.

She drew closer to the door the bottom of her dress touching the stone paving on the ground the driver knocked on the door which was then opened by miss bailey "Ah hello miss" She said quickly and bowed to Angella as she entered the room "Hello misses Bailey it is good to see you again, may i ask where the rest of staff is" she said "Inbed Miss its about eleven o,clock miss" Angella sighed again she had wanted to see Sara as she was one of the only maids she had that spoke to her truefully "I will retire to my room then please inform me when Mr Williams arrives" Miss bailey bowed and nodded "Yes ma'am."

Miss bailey showed Angella to her room and left her to her own, Angella sat on the bed and yet again sighed.

 

[sharingfantasies]

OOC:
Sarah Smythe
26 years old
long brown hair
green eyes
5'7"
Considered on the shelf by Polite Society, unmarried by choice
Eldest daughter of the Duke of Hazington a family with roots that run back to the beginning of English History and the wealth that goes with that.



Sarah heard the carriage as it rattled up the street. Getting out of bed, she crossed the dark room to the window and looked out. From her suite on the third floor of Hazington House, she could see the moon shining down on the cobblestones. Next door a fancy carriage had pulled up, and a woman was getting down tiredly. Sarah smiled in sympathy. No matter how well sprung a carriage was it was still hard on one's body. Sarah had been in London for a week getting ready for the Season. Although tired from the numerous trips to the dressmaker's, milliners and various other stores, she was having a little trouble sleeping.

Sarah caught the reflection of her white cap in the window. Although a required piece of sleeping wear for someone as old as she was, she still hated the sight of it. Pulling out the pins that held it in her hair, she tossed it onto the chair near her. Why she wore it, she couldn't say. It wasn't as if someone checked on her to see if she followed all of the rules that governed her world. She just did it because that was how she had been raised. Making a silent vow to herself, she decided that wearing a cap to bed was no longer a rule she would follow. At least, she smiled to herself, she wouldn't wear it after her maid had left. The last thing she needed was the household staff gossiping about her. She was already on the tip of the tongue of every member of Society and in all the gossip columns in the society pages for having turned down yet another marriage proposal last week.

It wasn't that she was against marriage, she just wanted to meet someone interesting that could talk about something besides, the local talk and gossip at all the men's clubs and the ladies' parlors. "Heaven's," she thought, "there must be more to life than clothing, horse races, gambling and the ondits of who might be seeing whom." Giving a deep sigh, she watched the carriage pull around the corner, the driver on his way to the mews in the back of the grand houses, where the carriages were kept and the horses housed. As she walked back to bed, she thought about her day.

She had been standing on the sidewalk in front of her favorite milliner's shop, slightly bored but gratified to have found the perfect hat for her new green walking gown. She was thinking about where she would wear the new gown when a young girl came barreling around the corner. Turning slightly towards her maid, Millicent, Sarah started to exclaim that the girl was going to run into someone when, sure enough, a gentleman standing on the sidewalk watching a passing carriage was knocked askew. Sarah watched the two have a short conversation, smiling at the obvious awkwardness of both people. Watching them part, she sighed softly, knowing that both parties had shown interest in each other, she felt a slight surge of jealousy. It wasn't that she wanted either of them, although the man was good looking and obviously from a wealthy family but it was the sensation of something exciting that she envied.

Squaring her shoulders after the momentary and unusual lapse of self pity, Sarah began to search the street for signs of her carriage among the dozen or so that were in the area. As her eyes wandered up and down the street, she noticed a man standing on the other side of the street. He was standing back from the street a little and was intently watching someone on her side of the street. Sarah felt a slight surge of interest as she watched the man watch someone else. The man was a little taller than the usual man that was a part of her world. While his suit fit well and looked good on him, it was obviously not from one of the top tailors in town. He had a look of frustration as he began to walk down the street, she saw him glance at the boy hawking the daily paper and give him a grimacing look. Sarah wondered if the man was upset by the boy or the paper and about whom he had been watching. Regardless of the fact that he was not of her station, there was something about him, an air of having something important to do, that made him seem so attractive to her.

Sarah turned over in her bed, pulling the covers up to her shoulder, settling into the downy comfort, she closed her eyes. It wouldn't do to stay awake any longer, it would make her have bags under her eyes in the morning. She wondered if Miss Toletto would be friendly or one of those among the many members of the Ton that Sarah found insipid. She didn't know Miss Toletto well or any of the family actually. Although Sarah came to London for the season, the Toletto's had recently purchased this particular house so, while she had seen the family at various gatherings, she didn't know them well.

As she drifted her off, her last thought was off the stranger on the street and what it was he had to do.

 

[Gekken]

the next morning, Kees woke to a glorious sunny day. He was early as was his habit aboard ship. The evening before burned into his mind. Arriving in London, seeing the sights, catching the eye of a dusky beauty. He rang for the room's valet to bring out his fressly cleaned and pressed suit. He was amazed at the profligacy of the english aristocracy. Yes, he was in a upper-class hotel, but a valet. His father would have been ashamed. But that is why his father died a boerman in Amstelveen, his cattle around him.

After trying to explain an uitsmijter to a waiter in the restaurant, he settled for the typical greasy English breakfast of banger, beans and a fried slice.

He wandered toward the toletto house at the respectable hour of nine. The porter mentioned that no one was awake at this hour, but took his card and asked him to return that afternoon, around tea.

Kees walked down the sidewalk a ways and leaned non-chalantly as possible against a garden wall. "What to do dis morning?" he asked himself outloud. he noticed a paperboy he passed yesterday.

" 'Ere mister, you wonna buy th'Times?" he shrilled
Kees looked at the boy. probably not much business on this street for him.
"Ja. Give me a copy." He flicked a shilling at the boy.
"I don'ave change for this, guv."
"Keep it" grinning to himself. not that different from all street urchins. hustling a dime wherever he could.

As Kees scanned the front page, he felt he was being watched. A quick glance up both sides of the street revealed nothing but normal morning traffic. His eye was drawn upward to another rich house, but more importantly to the uppermost window. A woman, in her nightclothes looked down on him. her hair fell to her shoulders as she cocked her head sideways, as if she was trying to remember something. Kees bowed, with a grin to the vision in the window. she didn't move. maybe today would bring some entertainment after all.....

 

[sharingfantasies]

Sarah woke, too early as usual, for breakfast to be ready. Picking up the latest novel by Mrs. Henry Woods. Sarah loved the sensationalism of the mysteries and wondered what it would be like to be able to logically solve a crime. Not that she would ever be allowed to, women do not have a logical mind according to the men in her realm.

As the sun began to break through the morning fog, Sarah looked out the window. She noticed a man leaning against a wall watching the Marston House, or rather the now Toletto House. Although he was fashionably dressed, it was only nine o'clock and no self-respecting member of the ton would be up and out on the street this early. Sarah wondered what he was waiting for or for whom he was waiting. "Maybe he had an assignation with one of the maids but, surely not at this time of morning? Maids were busy getting ready for the day to begin for their Masters and Mistresses. Who was he? What did he want in this neighborhood?" While Sarah was familiar with the families that lived in the homes on this cul-de-sac, she knew that this man was a stranger. "Perhaps he was a relative of the Toletto's or had business with them? Perhaps he was just waiting for the family to awake or ...?" Sarah laughed to herself, "or perhaps he had seen the boy with the newspapers and had come down the street to wait to buy a newspaper. "

Still chuckling at her wandering mind, "Logical thinking, indeed," she thought. As she started to move away from the window, the man looked up towards her. Sarah froze, not wanting to be seen, when the audacious man bowed to her, actually bowed to her right there on the street. With a quick movement of her hand, she brought the curtains closed, her heart beating rapidly. "How dare he? He is obviously a commoner." With a sniff, that would have rivaled that of her grandmother, Sarah went to her bellpull and rang for Millicent. Early or not, she was tired of being in her room. "She must have something interesting on her calendar today, mustn't she?"

 

[Starsailor2804]

IC: The sly grin discipated as he really began to think about the situation he was in. Although he had a great opportunity here he didn't want to take advantage of a virgin. The word truly would have spread and worse she may get pregnant. That would make him the sole person responsible for her pregnancy, one he could not deny. However, he thought as he ran his hand up her leg, she was untouched and pure. Damning himself he rose and then helped her to her feet.

"I'm sorry, but you must leave now," he said with nothing else to it. There was no reasoning either and surely she would be totally be confused by his change in mood. He didn't seem to hesitate though in his decision and waited for her to leave him. If he wanted to have a partner for tonight it would have to be another, for he would not be the one to deflower her.

OOC: Weren't expecting that were ya?

 

[Original_Cyn2]

Cerise

Name: Cerise Stephanos
Age: 23
Attributes: Long raven hair, mutinously curly in damp weather, eyes that turn from mist to midnight, depending on her mood.

Clothes: From the silken trousers and brazen shirts onboard her own vessel to the full skirts demanded of the gentility, she’s comfortable in all…or nothing…

OOC: Ceres is the bastard child of British duchess and a wealthy Greek merchant (more often termed “pirate” in British parlors). Saved from certain death at the angry hands of her mother’s husband, her father’s servants had stolen her from her cradle, sailing back to Greece and the Island of Kos, where she’d been raised and doted on by her father’s family.

Ridiculously educated for a woman of her time she is opinionated and headstrong, with a determination that matched her Greek forbears.

Two years earlier these traits brought her up against the gleaming wit and sarcastic countenance of a young British noble, much more pirate than gentleman. Their rapier battle of wills had left her breathless with excitement, unwilling to see the last of him.

Foolishly, she’d agreed to meet up with him, away from the prying eyes and safety of the family home. She’d found herself, bound and helpless, aboard his ship. He’d found her temper, and her body, an endless challenge.

Well, no, not endless…either for him, or, as she’d once assumed, for her. She’d paid him back a bit of the debt she owed him…but the rest…

She had two goals in London: To finish what he’d started; and to begin the ruinous end of the man who’d so cold-heartedly killed her mother…

IC:

Her eyes, black as the night around her, gleamed with a pent up excitement. Nothing in the world thrilled her more than the feel of ocean air caressing her flesh from the deck of her own ship.

Well…save the superstition ridden horror that painted male faces in any harbor they’d recently sailed into – horror that did not quite hide the sensual avarice beneath it – as those heated stares took in the sight of her and her crew…the quiet stories, whispered in taverns from west to east about a woman captain, THAT might eclipse the loving caress of the wind, at least for the moment before derision set in.

But tonight was a night for discretion, for solitude and secrecy and they sailed quietly to dock, wrapped in the dark curtain of the night. Societies tongues would be wagging quite soon enough, she thought smugly.

Cerise glanced down at the deck beneath her booted feet, her toes stroking the dark stain beneath them, a feral smile teasing the corners of her lips. It was that stain that had made the ship hers. Her mood darkened with thoughts of a man she’d believed dead until reports contrary had reached her ears. She shrugged the thoughts away, focusing her mind on the events before her, the thick velvet cloak hugging her shoulders, the wind blowing the material of it between her legs, entwining itself in the layers of sheer silk that made up her gown, almost like a lover’s caress. On the horizon the dim tint of early sunrise began to paint it’s palest shades…

 

[Steva1091]

hi just wondering if there is space for me

 

[Amy (Roleplay)]

Angella stood by the window it was morning now,

she had not slept at all she had a lot to do today hopefully Sara would be up soon so she could get soon and go to the meetings that were booked for today while her father was away she would have to sort things out it was boring yes but it was something she had to do to please her fathe rwho literally ran her life well except her sex life of course.

Madam Bailey knocke don the door "You may come in" Miss bailey entered the room "Ah miss bailey i was wondering whether you could send Sara up i have a lot of appointments today"

Miss bailey nodded and said "Yes ma'am i will see if she is awake yet" and left te room.

Angell returned to watching the streets below.

 

[Sexygurl69]

Sara looked at him with eyes full of relief. However she felt hurt in some ways. She got up without a word and stomped out of the warehouse leaving him there, alone. She quickly made her way back into the servants quarters and under her sheets before Madam Bailey came in calling on her.

She rolled out of bed, made herself semi-presentable and went to Miss Angella's room where she was waiting. She put on her best cheery face. "How are you Miss? I hope you slept well."