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Post by Her Royal Highness on Dec 27, 2007 18:50:36 GMT -8
ooc: Sooo... I figured, since two of the guys are out drinking and barring their sexual experiences... why not the ladies as well?
What do you say Stace? Sienna, Anabelle, & Sera? Scene: their new Italian abode? Making good use of Andrew's sinfully luxurious store of good wines? (i'd say champane but alas we're not in france.. thank heaven lolz)
PS: the photo is some private garden in Venice. At the foot of the gates is one of the various canals.. gondola anyone? lolz
So yeah. picture that at night, the girls getting quite giddy under the venician stars, music from some nearby pleasure ball drifting over the gates...
(kinda cheezy but still kinda cool no?)
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Post by Her Royal Highness on Dec 27, 2007 19:02:57 GMT -8
whoa! damn! sorry! didnt know it'd be this big lolz
(thats what HE said...)
ahaha. and uh... pretend you dont see that covered gondola behind the gate lolz
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Post by Her Royal Highness on Jan 26, 2008 0:29:31 GMT -8
ooc: here goes
The three of them were going to get hell when Andrew got back. Not that Sienna cared. It had been her idea of course, and Annabelle had naturally agreed full heartedly. And that had left their mortal friend feeling she had no choice but to follow along timidly.
Adrien was out hunting while Andrew and Tobias had gone out drinking, leaving the ladies to themselves for the evening. Half an hour hadn't passed when it sparked in the red-head's devious little mind to stir up mischief. After stating her intent to her two companions, she led the way down to the wine cellar, past all the racks to the very back of the underground chamber, the forbiden corner: Andrew Baron's personal collection of wines and liquours.
Having selected a few of the choicest bottles, they headed back up the stairs and out to the back garden, stopping only to snatch three glasses from the dining room and a throw from the sitting room.
Once situated on the blanket, each with their own glass, Sera waited for one of her companions to speak. She knew she'd be a terrible light weight and she was not looking forward to the humiliation she was expecting
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Post by Sienna on Mar 2, 2008 11:50:43 GMT -8
"Doth thou protest my intentions?" Sienna had mocked the other two ladies joyfully while collecting the finest wines and brandies. "Are you a fan of reds? Or harder liquor?"
The delicate brunette that stood by her side shrugged, eyes sweeping over the ancient collection, more pronounced by the thickening layer of dust. She slid a heavy glass bottle from the rack and brushed the dust from its yellowing label. Anabelle, ever the drinker of course, had little idea what the label said, let alone what the merrily sloshing liquid inside was.
Sienna, however, eyed it with glee and snatched it from her waiting hands. "Oh, Andrew would be very angry if we took this particular bottle," she mused, twirling it in her petite fingers. "Perfect."
Anabelle shook her head incredulously before laughing, a gentle twinkling laughter that showed no worry of betrayal.
Once they had collected several lovely, dusty bottles, Sienna fell gracefully onto the blanket, her eyes staring up at a starless sky. "So lovely," she commented quietly, balancing a glass of thick red wine between her fingers.
Ah, tonight would be a good night.
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Post by Sera on Mar 12, 2008 13:59:18 GMT -8
New to the ways and relationships of the coven, Sera was having more than a hard time understanding why her companions were so carefree about laying hands on what must be one of Andrew's most coveted of possessions. Weren't they terrified of the wrath they would certainly provoke? She was having trouble just keeping steady the hand that held the crimson filled crystal: she couldn't shake the awareness that that precious liquid was worth more than her entire life. And as the only mortal amongst their group, that seemed, to her, a rather weighty consideration.
Finally she managed to give voice to her concern.
"Uh.. I don't mean to spoil the moment but... well, doesn't the fact that Andrew's going to be irate, not to mention drunk, when he comes home and sees this?"
She had yet to even taste the forbbiden substance, a terrible image of what she imagined the enraged Andrew must look like haunting her mind's eye.
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Post by Andrew Baron on Mar 12, 2008 15:14:11 GMT -8
hahaha....
beware my wrath!
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and my drunkenness!!
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Post by theliontamer♥ on Mar 14, 2008 12:53:25 GMT -8
"So we pour him some fine brandy and pretend to dote upon him. He will be so pleased and so drunk he will not realize that we are not the tiny, petty duchesses he's dreaming of. He'll go to bed thinking he's had a wonderful night out with three air-headed princesses," Sienna replied, smirking as she took a long draught of wine. "I know the oh-so-virtuous Ondrew and his ways, and I have little doubt that a little leg and a lot of brandy will leave him quite content."
Well that wasn't saying anything about his character.
"Besides," the petite brunette beside her chirped, "Sienna could take him if he found us and sent himself into a wrathful rage." Her glass was quickly drained; Sienna chortled, knowing her friend's low level of tolerance when it came to alcohol.
"Or I could just sleep with him and he wouldn't even remember being angry," Sienna laughed heartily here, surprising even herself with her statement.
Anabelle's frame shook so much with laughter that the wine she was offering to Seraphina splashed about, sloshing over the side of the bottle and dripping onto the rug.
"That, however, is something Andrew will never forgive," Sienna told her friend, now rolling with laughter. She had not felt this light in quite a long time. "If he sees that stain of wine and connects two-and-two, which mind you, he hasn't really the head for that--that will be the end of your life as you know it."
"Pssh," Anabelle dismissed the thought immediately, rolling her eyes. "He deserves it--he stole my Tobias away from me this evening, and I shudder to think the awful influence he's been. Didn't I tell you--just two nights ago that man came home with a silly parlor trick, undoubtedly taught to him by Andrew, and tried to seduce me with it?"
Sienna had been mid-sip and fought for control of her laughter, her dignity quickly slipping from her. "Oh dear!" she managed, as Anabelle took a dignified sip of wine.
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Post by Her Royal Highness on Mar 14, 2008 23:50:34 GMT -8
Slowly but surely, Sera was beginning to catch on. Apparently the relationships between her new vampire aquaintences were not so clear cut as she had previously supposed.
Finally deciding that if there were ever safe company with which to get quite inebriated for the first time this was it, she took long slow drink from her glass.
The liquid went down easily, tickling her tongue and warming her slightly. Maybe she could get used to this.
"So, I take it Lord Baron is something of a lady-killer," she ventured with a slight smile, not noticing her unintentional pun until a few moments later.
Of course he would be. Such a being as that couldn't be anything but.
'Hunting must come as easily as breathing to him' she mused inwardly taking another long draught.
The thought made her shudder slightly but she shook off the feeling quickly. Tonight, Sienna and Anabelle were out to have a wicked amount of fun and she was determined to take part. As far as she was concerned, it was more than high time she began to feel herself at home with the ones she lived with.
"Life with him has to have been somewhat interesting."
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