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More memorable moments....
For those out of the loop.
Kimaris = Prince of his region, above and beyond the law.
Fabian = Kimaris' cousin, and his second in command who advices and helps etc.
Kolya = your ideal son in law, born into slavery brought up to be the perfect obediant guard slave. Has bene Kimaris' favorite pet for thepast 13 years or so.
Kimaris: Got the paper work?
Fabian: *hands it over to him* All drafted up...
Kimaris: *takes it and gives it a quick skim read* Sounds good......*grabs the closest servant and sends for Kolya* I supose its time to get this over and done with.
Fabian: Just so you know, I'm taking a break when this is done... -_-
Kolya: *is fetched, can guess at what's coming and still isn't too happy about it, knocks on the door of Kim's office.*
Kimaris: *nods* Fair enough, I figured you might *hears the door knock* Come in
Kolya: *enters* You called.
Kimaris: *sits down at this desk, putting the paper on the other side and pushing over a quill* Its time to sign the papers for your freedom...
Kolya: *tries his best to keep a straight face and not scowl, walking up to the desk*
Kimaris: *sighs a little* Take a read through, its contains all the conditions of your release. The amount of money we're supply you to start a life.
Kolya: *takes the papers and looks over them quickly, doesn't reckon anything he'll say will change anything.* Where do I sign?
Kimaris: On the dotted line..
Kolya: *grabs the quill, hesitates for a moment, giving Kimaris another look before signing it*
Kimaris: *murmers* The end of an era..*takes the page from Kolya once he's signed, then adding his own signature to the other line*
Kolya: >.> *wonders what now*
Kimaris: *does the whole little waxy seal thing before leaving it to dry.* I supose we should remove that collar now...
Kolya: *almost has a heartattack, hadn't even thought of that.* ... I guess so. >.>;
Kimaris: *opens his deskdraw and rumages around in it for a while before grabbing out a single key. Stands up and moves around the desk,.* So..this is it. *Releases the lock and pulls the collar off, tossing it on his desk*
Kolya: *brings hand up to his neck for a moment, feeling distinctly naked*
Fabian: *hopes ofr Kolya's sake the skin will catch up with the tan quickly enough*....erm... the brand.... >.>
Kimaris: *nods* That too. *goes to the wooden chest that holds the brands, taking out the 'anit-brand'* Can you please remove your shirt so I can do this? ....
Kolya: *tenses* ... Do we have to? It's fine if it stays as is....
Kimaris: *looks to Fab for clarification* We've got the signature, and its only my mark, and I'm fairly sure I'd remember setting Kolya free
Fabian: Yes, you will.... but others might think he's a runaway and continue to bring him back....
Kimaris: *turns to look to Kolya*...So...
Kolya: *grimaces, not happy AT ALL* .... it's fine, I'll stay near the palace. >.>;;
Kimaris: I'll supply you with a good supply of small illusion spells if you like..
Kolya: *relieved* That works...
Fabian: ... unless he runs into a dark wing.
Kimaris: Cross that bridge when we come to it?
Fabian: You're going to let him walk around with your brand for the rest of his life...?
Kolya: ....I don't mind.... >.>;
Kimaris: *nod shrug* Not up to me now.
Fabian: .... It is a little... your brand... *shrugs* but fine....
Kimaris: If at any time you want it off..Let me know and we'll organise it. *nod*...So that's it....
Kolya: *nods a little*
Kimaris: I've heard you've got a few job offers floating about. I'd like to add to that. Since I've no longer a slave to act as guard. I need to employ Personal guards...As Fabian keeps telling me...It includes acomidation.
Kolya: *blinks for a moment.* ... What?
Kimaris: *looks to Fabian* Do you want to explain?
Fabian: I think you're doing good... *pets his shoulder*
Kolya: ... *just not sure what to say or even if he has to answer right now* ... >.>
Kimaris: *grins slightly* Alright.....So you don't have to reply just yet. Though applications close in a weeks time, so it would be helpful to know before then. I've also organised for you to reside in a guest apartment for a few weeks, until you can either find a place of your own, or a better apartment in the Palace, depending of course on what you want to do.
Kolya: .... Oh. Okay. Thank you m-- *breaks himself of before he can finish that*
Kimaris: *grins slightly*...If it makes you feel better you can call me 'sir'....I may no longer be your master, but I'm still your Prince. *shrugs* So all its done and complete. You're free to go Kolya. *grins* Its been an honour ..er...owning you...>.>
Kolya: *nods* Yes sir. *glances away for a moment before meeting his eyes* The honour is mine. You've been good to me.
*gasp!* now what will he do?! D8
For those out of the loop.
Kimaris = Prince of his region, above and beyond the law.
Fabian = Kimaris' cousin, and his second in command who advices and helps etc.
Kolya = your ideal son in law, born into slavery brought up to be the perfect obediant guard slave. Has bene Kimaris' favorite pet for thepast 13 years or so.
Kimaris: Got the paper work?
Fabian: *hands it over to him* All drafted up...
Kimaris: *takes it and gives it a quick skim read* Sounds good......*grabs the closest servant and sends for Kolya* I supose its time to get this over and done with.
Fabian: Just so you know, I'm taking a break when this is done... -_-
Kolya: *is fetched, can guess at what's coming and still isn't too happy about it, knocks on the door of Kim's office.*
Kimaris: *nods* Fair enough, I figured you might *hears the door knock* Come in
Kolya: *enters* You called.
Kimaris: *sits down at this desk, putting the paper on the other side and pushing over a quill* Its time to sign the papers for your freedom...
Kolya: *tries his best to keep a straight face and not scowl, walking up to the desk*
Kimaris: *sighs a little* Take a read through, its contains all the conditions of your release. The amount of money we're supply you to start a life.
Kolya: *takes the papers and looks over them quickly, doesn't reckon anything he'll say will change anything.* Where do I sign?
Kimaris: On the dotted line..
Kolya: *grabs the quill, hesitates for a moment, giving Kimaris another look before signing it*
Kimaris: *murmers* The end of an era..*takes the page from Kolya once he's signed, then adding his own signature to the other line*
Kolya: >.> *wonders what now*
Kimaris: *does the whole little waxy seal thing before leaving it to dry.* I supose we should remove that collar now...
Kolya: *almost has a heartattack, hadn't even thought of that.* ... I guess so. >.>;
Kimaris: *opens his deskdraw and rumages around in it for a while before grabbing out a single key. Stands up and moves around the desk,.* So..this is it. *Releases the lock and pulls the collar off, tossing it on his desk*
Kolya: *brings hand up to his neck for a moment, feeling distinctly naked*
Fabian: *hopes ofr Kolya's sake the skin will catch up with the tan quickly enough*....erm... the brand.... >.>
Kimaris: *nods* That too. *goes to the wooden chest that holds the brands, taking out the 'anit-brand'* Can you please remove your shirt so I can do this? ....
Kolya: *tenses* ... Do we have to? It's fine if it stays as is....
Kimaris: *looks to Fab for clarification* We've got the signature, and its only my mark, and I'm fairly sure I'd remember setting Kolya free
Fabian: Yes, you will.... but others might think he's a runaway and continue to bring him back....
Kimaris: *turns to look to Kolya*...So...
Kolya: *grimaces, not happy AT ALL* .... it's fine, I'll stay near the palace. >.>;;
Kimaris: I'll supply you with a good supply of small illusion spells if you like..
Kolya: *relieved* That works...
Fabian: ... unless he runs into a dark wing.
Kimaris: Cross that bridge when we come to it?
Fabian: You're going to let him walk around with your brand for the rest of his life...?
Kolya: ....I don't mind.... >.>;
Kimaris: *nod shrug* Not up to me now.
Fabian: .... It is a little... your brand... *shrugs* but fine....
Kimaris: If at any time you want it off..Let me know and we'll organise it. *nod*...So that's it....
Kolya: *nods a little*
Kimaris: I've heard you've got a few job offers floating about. I'd like to add to that. Since I've no longer a slave to act as guard. I need to employ Personal guards...As Fabian keeps telling me...It includes acomidation.
Kolya: *blinks for a moment.* ... What?
Kimaris: *looks to Fabian* Do you want to explain?
Fabian: I think you're doing good... *pets his shoulder*
Kolya: ... *just not sure what to say or even if he has to answer right now* ... >.>
Kimaris: *grins slightly* Alright.....So you don't have to reply just yet. Though applications close in a weeks time, so it would be helpful to know before then. I've also organised for you to reside in a guest apartment for a few weeks, until you can either find a place of your own, or a better apartment in the Palace, depending of course on what you want to do.
Kolya: .... Oh. Okay. Thank you m-- *breaks himself of before he can finish that*
Kimaris: *grins slightly*...If it makes you feel better you can call me 'sir'....I may no longer be your master, but I'm still your Prince. *shrugs* So all its done and complete. You're free to go Kolya. *grins* Its been an honour ..er...owning you...>.>
Kolya: *nods* Yes sir. *glances away for a moment before meeting his eyes* The honour is mine. You've been good to me.
*gasp!* now what will he do?! D8