Well, to think I've the honor of telling you my tale! Well, I was at work in the kitchens, preparing breakfast for my new mistress, Miss Felicia Haddon. Due to my not knowing her tastes, I decided upon a simple morning brunch of rabbit moco loco, which is diced rabbit served under brown rice, topped with two eggs and bacon gravy. Not exactly the healthiest thing for a meal, but it leaves one pleased beyond all recognition(Except vegans, but they don't count).

With the dish prepared, I took the plate, lowered it onto a tray to be covered, and brought it to my Mistress' room. I knocked, and stood outside, giving her what I figured to be a proper amount of time to hide anything unsightly, and walked in. However, what my peers call my being a "bloody ninja" had apparently kicked in, and Miss Felicia apparently had no idea I had even knocked, much less noticed me enter. I tried my best to gently notify her of my presence. With a simple cough. When that failed, I simply spoke, hoping she wouldn't be too disturbed by my presence.

"Miss Felicia, your breakfast is ready."

Felicia was sat in bed, reading, as she was often found to be doing wherever she might have been in the house. Lost as she was in her book, she didn't hear the knock at the door, simply turned another page. Nor did she hear whoever it was who had entered clear their throat.

"Miss Felicia, your breakfast is ready."

Felicia casually looked up from her book, taking in Darius's form. He'd only been here a few days and she was already getting used to the fact is was a distinct possibility that he was the child of a ninja clan. He had the disquieting habit of turning up seemingly out of thin air. She would have to get used to that if she wasn't going to have constant heart attacks whenever he appeared.

"Thank you Darius," Felicia said, her voice a little croaky given that she hadn't spoken to anyone in a while. She gave a small cough to clear her throat, placing the book on the bedside table. She indicated for Darius to bring the tray to her, wanting to eat breakfast in bed that morning. It smelled divine. "It tastes wonderful," Felicia commented after taking her first mouthful, " Do I have any important appointments to attend to today?"

Mack tucked a long, brown strand of wavy hair behind her ear, creating a breakfast of champions for her master. It was complete with several different flavors of oatmeal, toast and butter, small cups of diced fruit, an assortment of pastries, and a choice of apple or orange juice, and of course, water. Mack had spent most of the morning setting everything up on the table, and was more than happy to be able to put it away. She bustled around the dinning room, making sure everything was just so, before making her way to her master's room and knocking lightly on his door.

She prayed he would enjoy the food, though even after nine years together, she was still uncertain of what he really enjoyed. Aside from sweets, she had no idea. Mack tried her very best to please her master, and even now, standing outside of his room clutching the hem of her sleeves in balled fists, Mack was very unsure of how to do so. "Hopefully this meal brings him joy," she whispered to herself, holding her hands in front of her and keeping her eyes locked on the floor. Her hair fell, once again, down her shoulders and partially covered her face, making her smile and tuck the strand back in place.

Kaia was rummaging threw the variety of spices in the cupboard. "Hm no... no... what is that anyways? Nope... nuh uh... Ah!" She pulled out the spice she was looking for and sprinkled it on the dish she was about to bring up to Alaric. Today she made a Rye bagel sandwich, followed by a small bowl of cinnamon oatmeal, a orange, and a buttermilk buscuit. She pulled out a medium size mug and set it down on the counter as she reached for the coffee pot. She then poured coffee into the cup along with coffee creamer, sweetener, and some milk. "There..." she sighed to herself and placed everything on the silver tray.

She picked up her black bow with a purple stripe and tied her hair back into a low pony tail to make herself presentable... Well, somewhat presentable. Every pair of cloths she has is normally torn or covered with different patches of cloths that didn't match. It was not that she didn't have enough money, but she's saving every penny she earns for unknown reasons. She climbed up the stairs, trying to balance the tray in her hands so nothing tips over.

She eventually made it to Alaric's bedroom door. She knocked and then entered the room. "Good Morning, sir." She said in her faint voice with a warming smile.

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Alaric Vinch

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It was a long night, another that had been full of little sleep. He had been up working on a painting that, although the entire canvas had been filled in there was something he felt just wasn't right about the painting. He'd been staring at it with a disgruntled look plastered across his face when a knock rapped on his door. Immediately, his expression turned back to it's empty calm stare as he watched Kaia walk in with a breakfast. "Good Morning, sir." He gave her a slight nod as he turned to look at the contents on the tray.

"You can place the tray on the bureau." He started as his eyes wandered from the tray to her clothes. A small frown tugged at his lips as he stepped over to her. He reached for the coffee with a quick movement. Lifting the warm beverage to his mouth, he closed his eyes as he took a large sip. The bags under his eyes were pretty apparent as he titled his head back. Swishing the warm liquid around in his mouth, he lowered the cup as he swallowed and nodded at the taste. She always made his coffee perfect.

When Alaric opened his eyes, they landed back on the rags she wore. He licked his lips, let out a small sigh then spoke, "We will get you new clothes today. I know you like to save your money, so… my treat." He said before turning to walk over to the painting again. It was a painting of a scene. The lake was full of warm blue water, but the land around it was frozen and covered in snow. The land that was between the water's edge and the snow was faded from grass to snow.

Kaia watched the taller male approach her with a slight look of disapproval. She ignored eye contact as her smile slightly faded. But she straightened up and stared at Alaric with a respectful gaze as he picked up his coffee mug. She waited for his approval as he took his time to savor the taste. After he nodded, she let out a small sigh of relief, as if she was holding in a deep breath. She then walked over to his bureau and set the rest of his breakfast down.

"Eh?" She turned to face Alaric once again. She then looked down at her cloths. She didn't think they were so bad, she sewed it up herself, but then again, it's pretty obvious she isn't good at mending cloths with all the loose stitches in them. "I... suppose..." She didn't finish her thought. Kaia then looked back up and nodded with a soft gaze. "You really are too kind to me. Thank you."

She then took out the notepad that was tucked under her arm, he always saw her scribbling in that book. She cleared her throat. "The laundry is taken care of, washed, dried, and folded. The floor tiles and carpets were vacuumed or sweeped, the dishes are currently in the dish washer, the leaves are raked from the yard, and..." She stopped as she noticed the new painting. She closed her notepad and quietly walked over to get a closer look at it, but she kept her distance.

"Remarkable..." She mumbled to herself. "Maybe a willow tree... it's ends could be green like the lake's edge, and then the rest of the trees strands could be covered in frost." She looked away and turned to the door to leave. "If you need me, sir, I'll be in my room." She then bowed her head and closed the door behind her.

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Alaric Vinch

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At Kaia's suggestion, his expression softened a little even though she couldn't see it. Just like his normal self, he showed no sign of a response to her. Except he did genuinely enjoy the input. When she started to excuse herself, Alaric's attention turned to her. Except it was just too late, the door had already closed leaving him alone in his room once more. Crossing the abnormally large room in a few large strides, Alaric tugged the door open with a little more force than needed. "Kaia. We will leave in an hour, yes?" He called out to her hastily.

His nerves were already starting to act up at the thought of going out. Except he wanted to give her something in return for what she's done for him. It had been quite some time since he did something nice for someone. Although he really wasn't the outgoing, sociable type. He didn't really talk to anyone anyways, besides her, and he owed Kaia. She never ceased to do her job any less than the day before. And her company, day in and day out, was the only company that he seemed relaxed around. Which was strangely new to him, but he definitely appreciated it.

Kaia was about halfway down the hallway, but stopped suddenly when Alaric called out to her. She looked over her shoulder back at Alaric and nodded. "Sounds good! I'm looking forward to it." She then turned back and continued her way down the hallway.

Kaia was shocked to hear Alaric wanting to take her somewhere, not only that, but in public. She has known him long enough to know he was not the sociable type. It never did bother her though, she learned to be patient with him and not be offended when he didn't respond to her. But she believes that one day he'll be able to open up a little to people other than herself.

About an hour later...

Kaia was waiting near the front door for Alaric. She changed out of her rags to a pale purple day dress along with a pair of brown loafers. This was one of the nicest outfits she had. It had a few holes here and there, and the fashion a little out-dated, but she didn't want to give the impression that Alaric was abusing her or something. Though she did know that even if that were the case, no one would do anything about it anyways. She sighed and ignored that thought as she scribbled in her notebook.

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Mirajane Collins

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Mirajane flipped the eggs on the pan quietly in the kitchen. She wanted to try and do her best to make a great breakfast for her new masters. She had never had two masters at the same time and knew that being assigned to them was going to be a bit difficult to fulfill all her duties as a servant girl and also tend to not one, but the needs of two young men. She had only seen the masters once and she thought that they were very handsome yet mysterious in a way. She didn't know which of the brothers was better (nicer) than the other but she supposed that it really wouldn't matter, for now she had nothing but hope and determination to make the two happy.

Mira put scrambled eggs on one plate and on another she put sunny-side up eggs, placed two slices of bacon per plate, then two slices of toast on the side. She smiled down at her work and thought that the masters would be pleased with her meal plan for them. She than went over and grabbed two coffee mugs and held them tightly in her hand, then grabbed a stand to place the trays onto when she brought the masters their breakfast and slipped it over her arm. She then placed the plates of food on her arms like a waitress typically would then in her free hand grabbed the hot pot of coffee and walked up to the masters' bedroom. She first stopped in Master Sou's bedroom and entered the room pushing the door open quietly with her bottom and being very careful not to spill anything, placed the coffee pot on his bureau and opened up the stand and placed the trays on it. She took one of the mugs and poured some coffee into it saying soothingly and quietly, "Excuse me? Master? Master Sou, I have made you some breakfast to start the day sir. I hope everything is to your liking." After pouring the coffee she picked up the tray with the scrambled eggs and walked over to the side of Sou's bed, waiting for him to awaken or sit up and take the meal, so that she could proceed to give Master Shi's meal after.

My chest swelled a bit with pride from her compliment, but she had a question to which I had an answer. I closed my eyes, recalling the list I had been given the evening prior that dropped to the floor of galas, fundraisers, soirees, and other fancy ways of saying you were giving away free food going on in the next few days that had asked for Miss Felicia's attendance.

"Absolutely nothing worth making a show of, really. Personally, I'd say sod the lot and stay in with a good book, but society dictates that we must make ourselves known on a regular basis. So I agreed for you to attend a ball tonight, and a fundraiser for some project tomorrow afternoon. I've prepared your dress for the ball, the car to get you there, and a quick little excuse saying you were feeling ill and could not attend, if that is your desire."

Felicia nodded as Darius reeled off her itinery for the next few days. A ball and a fundraiser. Yes, she could live with that. She neer understoid these social butterfly people who were never away from such events. No, that wasn't for her. Darius had only been here a few days and was already proving himself to be head and shoulders above her last valet. What was his name again? Nevermind. It wasn't important. Darius had everything under control.

"Excuses aren't necessary Darius, but thank you. I should probably show my face at some event or other before people start questioning my wellbeing," Felicia blew a lock of hair fom her face, "As appealing as a life of a hermit sounds, I doubt wider society would allow it."

Felicia finished her breakfast, thanking Darius once again for the meal. She found it paid to be polite to the staff, they stuck around longer. The incompetent staff were dealt with in the upmost discretion. She dismissed Darius and slid from the bed, beginning the daily ritual of getting washed and dressed. Felicia left her room, now fully dressed, fiddling with the cuffs of her shirt. She sighed in frustration. In reality, you probably needed four hands to be able to do your own cufflinks. God, the angle was so awkward.

"Darius?" Felicia called for her valet who, once again, managed to appear out of thin air, "Could you help me with these please?" She asked, holding the cufflinks in the palm of her hand.

Sebastion had woken up early as he did every day. He took the long walk from his sleeping area to the main house through the garden. He liked it cause the sun caught the gems in the garden and the shined brilliantly. He knew he couldn't sit there and watch it all day though cause he had duties he needed to take care off. He continued his walk to the main house keeping his pace at a brisk walk.

He let himself in as he would normally do. He then would collect her dinner and begin her wake up process. He would open her door collect her clothes and get them to the laundry. He would then deliver her food to her and gently wake her up. Give her time to eat and get dressed and then come back and check on her. "Morning miss Isolde. Is there anything you need of me." He smiled at her.

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Alaric Vinch

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"Sounds good! I'm looking forward to it." At her words, Alaric found himself tense and uneasy. There was a part of him that didn't want to go out, but there was another part of him that knew it would be good. Without a response, he closed the door to his quarters and made his way over to the breakfast Kaia had made him. A small smile tugged at his lips at the taste, savoring each bite. He loved how well she prepared everything, and it was something he appreciated most.

After the hour had seemed to pass by rather quickly, Alaric had managed to dress in a pair of dark brown slacks and a button down green shirt. He donned a lighter brown over coat that fell past his waist as he made his way down to the front doors. Spotting Kaia almost immediately as he made his way down the stairs, he relaxed a little. At least he was going out with someone he knew. His mind wandered a bit as he approached her. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he looked down with a small nod at her apparel.

"Would you like to walk or should I send for a driver?" He asked, his voice smooth and calm. His eyes wandered outside, looking over the main courtyard and driveway. The walk would be roughly ten minutes before they would reach shops, and the drive would of course, be a fraction of the time.

Kaia looked up from her notebook to see Alaric making his way down the stairs. She closed her notebook and hugged it to her chest, waiting for a sign that Alaric had changed his mind about going out. But there wasn't to her surprise, only a nod of approval to her outfit. She only smiled slightly in response.

Kaia's expression saddened at the question. She was taught that servants had no right to choose if their master or mistress can choose for them. Her mother told her to only respond with 'I do not have a opinion, for I'm only a servant.' She shuffled herself a little and looked down at the floor, feeling slightly uneasy.

After a few moments of silence, she glanced over at the window. "... If it's not troublesome to you, sir, I would like it very very much if we could walk..." She said in a slightly timid voice. "It's been so long since I've been able to enjoy the outdoors, despite the gardening I have to do once in a little while. Plus it takes about 20 minutes for a cab to arrive, so it may be faster that way."

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Alaric Vinch

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Alaric noticed her uneasiness which left him feeling even more uneasy than before. Picking at what he had asked her, he wondered if he had just decided for them. All the extra thought was starting to give him a headache, something that always came with outings. When she started to speak, however, Alaric's stomach twisted a little. "... If it's not troublesome to you, sir, I would like it very very much if we could walk…" The idea of walking led to the thought that it would take them longer to get to their destination. This forced the corners of Alaric's mouth to tug up into a smile. It would give him more time to gear up for the onslaught of public places.

"It's been so long since I've been able to enjoy the outdoors, despite the gardening I have to do once in a little while. Plus it takes about 20 minutes for a cab to arrive, so it may be faster that way." He nodded in response, and moved to pull the front door open. Stepping outside and looking around, his smile grew a little more. It was rather nice out, perfect for a walk. He started down the steps, stopping about halfway as he glanced over his shoulder at Kaia. No matter what the occasion was, Alaric always seemed to question his motives on the front steps. But this time, before he could even start to think about it, he forced himself the rest of the way down the steps.

Kaia looked up to see Alaric nod once again and head towards the front door. A feeling of relief overcame her and she straightened herself up once again. She shook her head in disgrace at the thought that Alaric would harm her or something silly like that, she knew very well that someone as distant and quiet like himself isn't violent in any way whatsoever.

As soon as Alaric moved out of the way of the doorway, Kaia bolted out of the house. After reaching a few yards from the steps, she turned on her heal over to the direction of Alaric once again. She noticed he was having second thoughts, but forcing himself anyways. Kaia smiled a little, she really did appreciate him taking her out, despite how uncomfortable he is in public. She waited until he caught up with her, and they were off.

Kaia walked beside Alaric as they made their way to the cloth shops. She knew how nervous he was becoming, being out in the public like this, so letting him walk alone seemed almost cruel to Kaia.

About mid-way before they've reached the cloths shops, Kaia spoke up. "If it helps at all... I'm not the biggest fan of going into public either. Not because I'm shy, or because I've left a bad image on myself, but..." She looked up at Alaric and tapped below her eye with a small smile. She then looked back ahead. "It's funny, papa would be so embarrassed of my eye color, he bought me blue contacts and made me wear them whenever we went out." She said, followed by a quiet giggle.

She then sighed, not expecting Alaric to answer. "On a different note, for your sake, sir, I won't spend a long time looking at cloths. Besides, I have more work to be done at the house." She let out a slightly tired sigh.

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Alaric Vinch

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The first half of the walk was nice and peaceful, which had made him a lot less uncomfortable. When they had made it about halfway, and Kaia started to talk, he flinched a little at the sound that had come almost out of nowhere to him. "If it helps at all... I'm not the biggest fan of going into public either. Not because I'm shy, or because I've left a bad image on myself, but…" She was right at the first part, he absolutely hated being in public. And the mention that she could relate had him turning his head to look in any direction but hers. He didn't know how to respond to something, even though he related so well, so it was his last resort to just look away.

"It's funny, papa would be so embarrassed of my eye color, he bought me blue contacts and made me wear them whenever we went out." At that, Alaric's head turned to look down at her. He had always taken a liking to her eye color. His head turned after a moment to look straight ahead. It was then that he could see small shops on the horizon. ""On a different note, for your sake, sir, I won't spend a long time looking at cloths. Besides, I have more work to be done at the house." Blinking a few times, Alaric also let out a small sigh.

"You can take your time, find what you like. I can handle it." He said in a soft voice as he drew a hand from one of his pockets to run a hand through his hair. "You deserve it anyway." He finished as he sent a sideways glance back at her.

When Alaric glanced at Kaia, he found the young girl glancing right back at him. She turned her head so she can face Alaric and a slight smirk formed on her face. "I deserve it, eh? Well, I wouldn't necessarily say that..." She then turned back to look forward. "... But thank you so much. Truly, I mean it. It must be so difficult to do something like this... yet you're still willing to take me out in public, despite how anxious you can get. It's... probably one of the nicest things anyone has done for me."

She didn't say another word as they continued their way to the cloth shops. As they arrived, she looked around at which shop she'd like to go to. After a moment or two, she lead the way to one of the many choices of shops. Of course, every few seconds, she'd glance over at Alaric. She really did worry about him and how he feels, even if he puts a mask over his feelings half of the time.

She went to one of the cloths racks and started to look threw them. "Lets see... I don't want him to spend too much, so maybe three outfits would be okay... th-" Her thoughts were interrupted by her eyes catching a sight of a group of snooty teenagers walking in, talking louder than they really should be. Kaia would see their short skirts, heels, and jackets and only compare them to her own cloths. She only felt heart-ache, but continued browsing threw the cloth rack.

One of the girls would catch Kaia staring at them and only glare harshly in response. After Kaia started minding her own business once again, the girl would whisper to the others, and their topic changed quickly. Of course, their whispering wasn't much of whispering at all. Kaia could hear them clearly, their comments about her eyes, assuming she's some demon spawn, and more. This only made Kaia freeze as she listened in, forgetting about the reason she came here in the first place.

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Alaric Vinch

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At her words and gratitude, Alaric forced a small smile towards her as they continued to walk. As they neared the shops however, Alaric's lips moved into a tense and thin line. His hands rested stiffly in his pockets as he followed Kaia down the street, no longer alongside her but rather just a few paces behind. The streets weren't too busy, but they were full enough that he found himself holding his breath more than once, as if it would make him narrower and would keep him from bumping into people. Following Kaia into a shop she had found, he crossed paths with someone who had been walking rather briskly. The two brushed shoulders just enough to have Alaric running into the store before there was any sort of words on the matter.

Once inside, Alaric moved to the least-crowded area of the store. Browsing absentmindedly, he occasionally looked up to check on Kaia and see if there was any progress. He would move as people came near, finding his way to another unoccupied section of the store. Licking his lips and letting out a deep breath he found himself eyeballing some clothes on the racks just before him. When a group of teens walked into the store, his attention caught. He noticed the discomfort in Kaia as the girls started to whisper to each other, but didn't understand why.

Maintaining his distance, Alaric moved to another rack of clothes that was still out of the way, but a little closer to the teens and Kaia. Curious of what was going on, he started sifting through the rack of clothes mindlessly as he listened. He noted on a comment about her eyes which forced a small frown on his lips, before he turned to look at another rack of clothes.

Kaia tried to ignore the comments the teenagers were saying about her in general, but it was obvious it was bothering her because she was frowning hard, but keeping her head down to avoid trouble. She continued to look threw the rack again, pulling out a nice day dress she found, she seemed to always wear those type of things. But the words those girls would continue to say brought her to the brim of tears.

After finding two shirts, shorts, and working cloths, she bundle them all up, but she didn't head toward Alaric's direction, or the cash registers. Instead, she approached the group of girls, face to face.

The girls backed up in the sight of her. "What?" One of the girls in the group would say in a harsh tone. Kaia pushed the hair out of her face and looked them all straight in the eye. "You're all nothing but fucking cowards. You're just afraid you'll get hurt and so you hurt others instead. Because of your cowardice and foulness, you stomp others in the dirt to make you look better. It's disgusti-"

Before Kaia could finish venting her anger on the group of girls, one of them slapped her straight across the face. Kaia stumbled back, but caught her balance before she could fall. She bent over in agonizing pain, by the sharp sound of that slap, it must of leave a good mark. After a few moments, Kaia went to the cash register and took out her wallet. Instead of saving like she had originally planned, she paid for her own cloths. She took the bag and left the store, not one time glancing at Alaric.

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Alaric Vinch

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There was a moment when Alaric had almost mustered up enough nerve to intervene, seeing as it was bothering him that Kaia was extremely uncomfortable. But as he found himself on the fence of what to do, Kaia had taken things into her own hands. She had approached the group of teens and started to speak her mind, which had him watching the scene with wide eyes. Frozen in his place, he felt a ping of excitement as she stood up for herself, admiring the way she was handling it.

When one of the girl slapped Kaia though, Alaric's breath caught and he started to walk over towards her. He had almost made his way over to her when she rose and headed over to the register. Frowning, he found himself stuck watching her pay for her clothes and make her way out of the store. It was then, that his eyes settled on the group of girls. Cold, and solid, he stared at them briefly before rushing his way out of the store and after Kaia.

Grabbing her arm, he pulled her enough to spin her around and face him. His eyes settled on the red mark across her face, and without realizing his hand moved up to touch her jaw line with just a brush of his finger tips. He frowned as he inspected the mark, "this will need ice." He spoke softly, his hand falling back at his side after a moment. His other hand let go of her arm, gently trailing down her forearm before it too, fell at his side. "Are you alright?" His voice dripped with concern as his eyes searched hers for an answer.

After a moment, he took the bag from her hands and looped it around his wrist. With his free hand, he pulled out his wallet and plucked out a few large bills and handed them to her. It was an estimate of what the clothes would cost, covering more than enough of what she had paid. "I'm sorry this happened, Kaia." He said after a few more moments, his head lowering a little to look down as he shoved his wallet back into his pocket.

Kaia was making her way out of the shop, when suddenly, someone grabbed her arm, causing her to jerk back. She thought it was one of the girls and let out a small cry, until she noticed the figure was too tall and broad to be one of the group of girls, in fact, it was Alaric instead. Kaia looked up at him with wide, watery eyes. "... I-" But before she could say anything, Alaric caressed the mark on her cheek, which only made Kaia turn her head if he touched it. After Alaric came to the conclusion that the mark may need ice, he asked if she was alright. Kaia nodded. "I'm fine... it's just going to sting for a little while."

Kaia watched as Alaric take her bag out of her hands, and then he took out his wallet. She blinked in astonishment at the amount he was giving her. Kaia nodded no as he offered it to her. "Please... I really don't need that much, I've already had my paycheck for the month. I'll be fine, it didn't take much from my savings." She sighed. "I would of slapped them back if I could, but they pack one heck of a hit... but it's a good thing I didn't, I didn't want to draw attention to myself, or you for that matter. That's why I left, I didn't want people staring at you because of my decision to tell those dirty little things the cold hard truth."

She sighed once again. "Lets just go home... I've had enough for today." She glanced up at Alaric. "Unless you have more business here."

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Alaric Vinch

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As Kaia refused to take the money he had offered her, he grabbed her hand and placed the cash in it. As she had started to talk about what had happened a little more, and that she didn't want to draw anymore attention, he nodded. Shoving his hands back in his pocket and letting the shopping back hang at his side, he swallowed a little before letting out a small sigh. "Lets just go home... I've had enough for today." He started to feel a little bad, that their day out had been cut so short and ended in such a manner.

"Unless you have more business here." At that, Alaric let out a small laugh. "Me... have business here? In such a place..." He laughed a little more before touching her shoulder as a sign that he was starting to leave. He turned to head back in the direction they had just come from not too long ago. Eyeballing a coffee shop, he headed towards it. Some warm fluids would be a nice addition to their walk back.

"So what did you find at the store?" He asked after another moment. Of course he could easily go rummaging through her bag, but asking about it wasn't only the polite route, but also the one that got him talking. They were just a couple feet from the store by now, and he stopped abruptly. "Hold that thought. I'm going to grab some coffee." He said and started into the store. Just before he entered, he looked over his shoulder at her. "Want anything?" He called.

Kaia looked slightly shock to actually hear Alaric laugh. The closest thing she's ever heard would be a quiet chuckle, but that was a long time ago. She smiled a little and rubbed the tears out of her eyes with her sleeve. "Heh... I suppose you wouldn't." She then felt Alaric tap her shoulder as a signal to leave, she followed by his side, now feeling a little more perky.

Not much later, Alaric asked what she picked out from the store. She jumped up a little, she always seems to have her head in the clouds when it gets quiet. "Eh? Oh! Lets see... I-" But she was interrupted by Alaric announcing he was going to get coffee. She nodded. "Alright then." She said as she came to a stop. Before Alaric entered, he called out to her to ask if she wanted anything. Kaia thought for a short moment. "If they have it, a vanilla cappuccino would be nice." She called back.

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Alaric Vinch

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Alaric had been in and out of the coffee shop rather quickly. It was one he always knew was never too busy, which was one of the main reasons why he liked it so much. He came out with two lidded cups and made his way over to Kaia, handing her one of them. "Hopefully I ordered it right." He said with a crooked smile before taking a sip of his own. He started to walk towards the mansion again. This time he walked a little slower, as if the extra caffeine had the opposing effects.

"Sorry, you were interrupted before. So what did you get?" He asked again, this time there wasn't anything to interrupt their conversation. At least not from Alaric's end, there wasn't. He continued to sip his coffee on occasion as they walked, keeping his eyes forward for the most part. Aside from stealing quick glances at Kaia to make sure all was well.


[[This may be my last post until I get to my hotel in Nepal, and if the internet lets me use this site. XD]]