M--can't tread this water

Selene Vansenza · 03-29-2012, 09:52 PM

Selene looked at the celestial and wonderful attire that had been so nicely chosen, feeling like they had made her such a wonderfully glimmering flash of light, a beacon of color and finesse. It didn't do much to make her feel beautiful however. It was hard to suddenly feel that way. Still, they were wonderful. And the light in her eyes was very much evident, so so very content to simply stay there and see the divineness that had been bestowed to her slight frame. Amy didn't seem to smile, but Amy rarely did. At least to her knowledge. Had she upset the golden female? When we're they to speak of the letter and terms of payment? How was that going to turn out? Italy for Hadley. A fair trade. But what if the future had shifted that Hadley would not take much interest in her? Leave her? Then the price would amount to much more.

The others started discussing her style of hair, Dhiate with his own creative glimmer in his eyes, expressing his ideas for her do. They were all pleasing, and divinely different. The last choice though, the brown canine nodded eagerly, grinning to see that Amy also agreed. Standing, Selene removed her silver earrings, placing them on a table. Crimson orbs glanced to the ruby earrings set out for her from Amy, checking to see if it was alright. Gently, the hybrid placed them into the holes in her ears, closing her eyes. "Thank you...This is very special." just a while ago, she was on the way to woozy land, a bottle in her hands. But now, wow! Things were great! Sel quietly sat on the edge of the bed, not knowing if to sit or stand as Dhiate would work with her hair. Small hands clenched together in anticipation and excitement, what luck! A small look was cast in Amy's direction, her voice soft. "I know this is going to sound really strange...But can I stay with you a while? I'll get my own meals...I just have no where to go."

Dhiate Drako · 03-30-2012, 10:50 PM

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Dhiate nodded at his mistress, smiling slightly. He relished in this atmosphere of companionship, knowing that the feeling would be fugitive. "Yes ma'am." Dhiate decided the wisest course of action was to pretend that Amy treated him this like always, and to not take advantage of it. He would act as normal. A bright grin flashed as he made his way over to the waiting Selene.

Dhiate smiled kindly at her delight and waited until she sat down to approach her hair. Dhiate gently took silken strands in his slender fingers and swiftly began to braid. A few seconds of this, and he scowled. Not the right angle. Dhiate ran his fingers through the beautiful braid, destroying it in one stroke. With a sigh, Dhiate placed his hands on his hips in a decidedly feminine manner. He bit his lip while trying to figure it out. His bright eyes flashed with a blue brilliance and he moved to take action.

Dhiate swiftly, before Selene could object in some way, lightly placed one hand on her shoulder and used it to propel himself onto the bed where she sat. He positioned himself on his knees behind her, his pale belly touching her back. Dhiate gently reached out to her temples and took the strands in his hand. His face was a picture of pure concentration as his fingers flew. In a blur, they worked to create the perfect braid. Not a single hair out of place. Reaching back, he pulled his own hair out of its braid and untangled a small, clear band out. Lately he'd been experimenting with braids and had found a few in the back of Amy's wagon scattered across the floor. He wrapped it around the slender braid that ran about halfway on her skull and made a symmetrical one on the other side. When he was finished, they met in the back. A single motion had the clear band out of her hair and around a finger as he continued the braid, merging the two into one. It ran down her back stopping a few inches above where the rest of her hair stopped. He took the same clear band and finished the braid.

Dhiate moved around Selene to see how it looked from all angles. With a critical eye, he turned to his mistress. "Mistress, do you have a... Clasp that would match her outfit? I'm wanting to place it over the spot where the two braids meet." Dhiate hopped off the bed and stood before Selene. He hooked one finger under her chin to raise it up so she would meet his eyes. With a wink, he whispered "You look beautiful." He spoke this not as if flirting, but to reassure and doubts she may have about herself.

Amy Sunders · 03-31-2012, 02:06 AM

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Selene's words of thanks were dismissed with a wave of Amy's hand. This is your birthright. You deserve to be beautiful. If someone tells you you're not, they're lying. You are a Barino, the last of them, and the holder of everything great about them. At least, Amy hoped so. If Selene didn't manage to pull herself together and become a proper heiress Amy had no idea what to do with her existence. If it wasn't an asset, it was a problem, one to destroy.

Absentmindedly Amy nodded at Selene's question. For her there was no question that Selene would be coming along. There was no way that Amy would let Selene go, a half finished product. Appearance was only one part of it. Selene looked beautiful now. Amy just had to get her to act beautiful. Amy watched Dhiate play with Selene's hair fondly. It looked like he'd gotten quite good with his hands through the travels. Perhaps he could help making some small crafts for her.

The hair was finally finished, and Amy allowed herself a satisfied smile at the finished result. She shook her head at Dhiate's question. Selene has something, I believe. A butterfly clip. That will do. Glancing over to Selene Amy waited for the heiress to provide the hair clip she had seen her with when Selene admitted to foolishly loving a slave.

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