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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 8:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 8:14 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 8:15 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 6:20 am
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Abigail tilted her head slightly. "Um...well there is a water pump just outside the door you could use to clean your umbrella. Or if you would rather I could bring some water inside for you to use." She told the man kindly, trying to be as helpful as possible so he might stay a while. Before Abigail could say more, Lucian graced them all with his presence. Probably her second least favorite person who she was stuck spending eternity with, Lucian coming to give them orders was never a good thing.It usually meant something to do with Master Brackengard. When he spoke, Abigail felt her stomach drop like a stone. Another one? How long would this one be granted to live she wondered. "Very well..." She muttered with a scowl. Abigail fetched a jug of water, and linen for any bandages if they were needed. She walked towards the door, but paused when she was next to Lucian. "Please don't scare him off." Abigail whispered, doubting that her pleas would do much to sway the butler but she had to try. "He's the first visitor we've had in centuries that we didn't have to worry about being killed. Please Lucian, just for tonight. He won't leave the kitchen and the Master will never need to know of his presence."
With that Abigail left the kitchen, assuming Arisa wouldn't be far behind. She walked up to the guest room where she knew the mysterious girl would be staying. She balanced the jug and linen under on arm before knocking on the solid wooden door. "May I come in Miss? I'm one of the maids of Castle Brackengard." Abigail called through the door, almost hoping that no one would answer and the girl had the good sense to run away in the last ten minutes.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 8:29 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 12:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 12:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 1:15 pm
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"What makes you think I'm a tourist? I live in the region, thank you, "mister butler". I might be a man looking to purchase the land from 'Lord' Brackengard, if, that is, he holds the deed to such a place, which I doubt." A smile crept onto Thomas's face. "But he isn't a lord, those weren't maids, and you aren't a butler. You're just actors, aren't you? But for what purpose, I can't hope to know. Perhaps for shits and giggles, if you'll pardon my anachronistic phrase, Mister Thespian."
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