Lyric Hop

Your wish is my command - A black butler Roleplay (Pyro and Arista)

"I say we leave. This place is giving me goosebumps and honestly, I didn't think it'd be sneaking in the Arimon estate." One stated as he came to a pause, the other three stopped and listened, one reaching to touch his arm.

"The Arimon hospitals are by far the best, I'd rather now do anything to the young mistress. We should go." The other two shared a look before turning and heading back they way they came.

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Margaret sat in the chair closest to the window and lazily brought the cigar in her hand to her lips. She was expecting a call soon, once she got the good news wanted, she'd head to bed. @pyroman

Your wish is my command - A black butler Roleplay (Pyro and Arista)

Eros did as told, uncoiling from the limp man to slither up to where his mistress slept, hissing softly and moving gently as to not disturb her, the python laid himself along her still form. His head falling to rest against her own as silence fills the estate once more.

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"How the hell are we lost?" A voice frantically hissed, all four paused as they turned another corner and came across the same tapestry and vase as before. They'd managed to get the just fine, finding the room however was proving more trouble then it was truly worth.

"I'm just letting you know. This whole damn estate seems like one big maze to me." Another stated in the silence thar followed, moving as one they began to walk down the hallway, steps slow and hesitant.

They felt watched. @pyroman

The Hidden Ones

Samuel Riley

Appearance:


Full Name:
Samuel Anthony Riley

Nickames/Alias/AKA:
Sam | Kin Killer

Age:
19

Gender:
Male

DOB:
12/3/1996

Occupation:
Student

Race:
Shifter

Hair Color:
Brown

Eye Color:
Emerald green

Height and Build:
Sam stands at 5"8 inches, weighing in at 167 lbs, he's slender but agile. He seems weak but has muscles hidden under the hoodies he prefers to wear.

Other Appearance:


History/bio:
WIP

Family/Relationships:
N/A (well be explained when his history is up)

@Emma he's half-done for now. I'll finish him up tomorrow, it's late and I'm falling asleep while typing xD

We Are The Demi

@LadyTale I'm game, got a bit distracted with a few things. :3

Your wish is my command - A black butler Roleplay (Pyro and Arista)

Eros lunged forward, jaws clamping down on the man's pulse point before the rest of his body coiled around the man, the hiss still coming from his throat. Marilyn allowed her eyes to close in gratitude, she was tired and achy and knew from the way her snake was tensed and bitting in the jugular that he was serious. Normally coiled around her in affection and love she knew of only one time that Eros had wrapped himself around another. They'd screamed and tried to pry him off, which only caused him to tighten his coils until the sound of snapping bone filled the air and the person fell limp, she'd only shoved Marilyn but she wasn't going to point that out. The girl had deserved it for supporting her grandmother's way of thinking, her pet had protected her and she wasn't going to rebuff him.

She didn't know when she succumbed topeaceful darkness but she allowed it, her face smoothing out from the thinned lip and grimace she'd been had. The trail of blood that slid down her throat and temple began to dot the floor with red and Eros tightened his coils and bit down deeper. His gray eyes focused on the man he'd been told was a friend and mentor by his mistress, slow blinking in silent question.

What now? He seemed to imply, for a Burmese python he was wicked smart and showed human characteristics from time to time. This was one of those times, he was enraged, unhappy and worried. They has to help but which was more important: following the order or helping Marilyn? @pyroman

Your wish is my command - A black butler Roleplay (Pyro and Arista)

The man cursed and spun, blade tip dripping the fee drops of blood that trickled down Marilyn's neck, Marilyn relaxed and allowed her tired eyes to close. The smell that she couldn't decide even if her head wasn't fuzzy and pounding with pain, evaporated with the breeze and cool air. When it reached her, Marilyn sighed deeply and felt a small smile twitch her lips up.

"Artemis, meet our invited and unwelcome guest. He has others that are probably circling the estate. I order you now, make them pay for their idiocy by accepting this job for money. Shoe them no one messes with the Arimon family and gets away with a simple slap on the wrist."

Her words were strong, laced with confidence and anger, in reality she was exhausted and disgusted that these people had dared enter her hone. The feel of something wrapping around her slumped form had Marilyn tensing before a nose nudged her chin. It was Eros, wrapping himself around her until his head was atop her own. His hiss had Marilyn trying and failing to rise to her feet as the man reached down and yanked her up by her hair once more.

"Who are you ordering about? Young Miss your being very rude" he tsked softy as the blade came to rest on her neck, wincing as it traced the pierced skin almost teasingly. Her mark was blazing and warmth was curling in her entire body, Eros' hiss reverberated in the silence aso he reared up and opened his jaws. He would strick with a word from either Artemis or Marilyn. He had no venom, but could strangle the person other ease. @pyroman

The Hidden Ones

@Emma I'll get my character up in a bit ^>^

Sein Academy(Fantasy Roleplay)

Good for the most part, getting by.

Don't worry, take your time ^>^

Sein Academy(Fantasy Roleplay)

@SomeoneSomewere hope your doing okay ^>^

Your wish is my command - A black butler Roleplay (Pyro and Arista)

"Now, how shall we go about-" the man began, oby to pause when Marilyn elbowed him hard enough to cause him to stumble back a bit, she managed to steps before falling to her knees.

"You're with her aren't...you? With Grandmother Margaret...?" Her words were slurred but easily heard in the silence of the estate, the man blinked and shifted, his fingers absently twisting the blade he held in circles. Marilyn swallowed and tired to keep her eyes from closing, when the man moved forward she lifted her heavy head to watch him, her eyes narrowing in silent anger and challenge.

"None of that matters young Miss. Are you fine there or shall I move you back to your bed?" He took another step forward and Marilyn grit her teeth as his fingers tilted her head to the side and her mark came into view. "How'd you get this young Miss? I'm curious." His voice had lowered again, Marilyn stiffened and bit back a scream when his fingers trailed up from the mark to her hair, his fingers lacing within golden strands and yanking.

She found herself flung against the other side of her room, her body tilting limply to the side as her head and back sang with pain. The blade caught her unfocused eyes as it continued to spin between the man's index and middle finger. Within a blink and another narrowed emerald eyes were inches from her own and the cool blade was pressed once more to her pulse point. A strong and painful grip holding her head up by her hair once more, the blade beginning to caress her skin from pulse point to mark and back again.

She could feel something warm and wet beginning t trickle down the side of her head, a faint smell of copper filling her nose, she stiffened and felt bile roil in her stomach when the man's lips hovered just beside her ear. "Are you scared of dying?" He asked softly, fingers tightening in her hair had Marilyn flinching, from the discomfort not fear.

She knew she wasn't going to die.

"No. But you'll regret your actions...you and your companions..." she could feel it, warmth curling in the middle of her stomach, a smirk tugging her lips upwards. "Have you met my butler? How rude of you sir, he loathes having uninvited guests...arrive at the estate without warning. Make this pathetic man and his helpers fade to nothing Artemis, make them pay..." The mark blazed to life as the words left her lips, her head and back throbbing as the man cursed and gripped her hair tighter and pressed the blade harder against her skin.

"What are you doing? Who's Artemis?" The man snarls as he shakes Marilyn's head roughly, she doesn't answer him, just tries to stay awake and alert. @pyroman