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Post by Sesshoumaru Sama on Jun 7, 2009 13:41:52 GMT -5
Sesshoumaru could hear her perfectly even when he was in his chambers. he was rolling his eyes privately just keeping his thoughts to himself as he let the fury pass. The mere fact that his advissors had pregnant inu women still working just irking at him. What could possibly be running through those old brains of theirs. Had they forgotten how fragile and rare inu pups where? It was not that Sesshoumaru cared for the health of the mother of course. No, it was simply a matter of fact. There where only soo many pup producing families in Inu society. In fact Inu where growing scarce, and as a lord he couldn't very well let the numbers drop to a dangerous low.
But all that worry over his people was being replaced by the slight annoyance of being watched through that whole 'thing' by that princess.
"Does my physical appearance not suit you Princess? Before you answer know that I smelled you perfectly before I entered." He said as he thought about all that, got dressed in a manner befitting him and marched outside, he stopped in front of her.
"Would you have preferred I commend them for keeping a pregnant inu female working? Or perhaps it is that you do not even know how inu are." He said looking to her coldly, this time not bored however, this time he was simply still angered. "Do you know my lady that half the inu created do not even make it to birth. To say nothing of how few reach adulthood." He explained to her. "But of course a makai like you who was forced here would care little." He said regaining his calm again as he walked away from her, once again fully expecting her to follow.
As he walked away he got curious about something. With a ghost of a smirk he turned to her."Tell me, I am curious about something. What did you do to merit being sent to what to you must be a very uncivilized place? I can't imagine it was anything light." He asked looking to her with a small smile.
((You didn't say she was controlling her scent so HAHAHA!)))
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Post by Zoe on Jun 7, 2009 21:06:49 GMT -5
The mere thought that even a demon lord would have a temperamental issue brought little victory to Zoe, though kept quiet about it. Unaware of the situation regarding to pregnancy and mothers among the lord’s kind, she simply thought lightly that pregnant women should at least be careful of their own wellbeing for the sake of a growing babe inside a womb. Fortunately, her kind did not have to worry much. A pregnant Makai woman turned out to be stronger than the norm, only for the sake of protecting a child. Even the babe itself is strong, protected by unseen barrier provided by its mother during its growing months. Perhaps that was the sole reason why her kind flourished, though chose to keep themselves in secret as much as possible due to growing fear of the Oniishi.
These red bloodstones are everywhere, easily accessible to those who wished to enslave a Makai. Realizing her circumstance, Zoe wondered if her mother was aware of the risk. It wouldn’t surprise her that she knew the risks but chose to send her off nonetheless.
What a kind mother I have…
While the demon lord was in his chamber, Zoe’s face soon darkened at the thought. He wouldn’t even use the stone on her, would he? It was clear that he knew what a Makai was, can or cannot do. If he had an Oniishi stashed somewhere, sooner or later, she would have sensed it. Blinking at the turn of thoughts, she wondered if anyone else in the household was aware of her bloodline. “Fortunately, no,” she replied with a wry smirk until it was wiped off. She cursed herself for not having her scent masked as usual. Why in the world did she lower her guard?
Still with her hand covered in the fabric of her sleeve pressed against her mouth, she arched an eyebrow as the demon lord stepped out and stared down at her. Did he just stared and down on her? What backward-thinking man he was. His suggestion brought a frown to her face as he explained the circumstances of his kind. “A pregnant woman should do as she please with as much care as she can. After all, even a woman will find herself driven to insanity if she does not do something.”
Dropping her hand just a slight, she glowered at the back of the demon lord. He expected her to follow and much to her dismay, she obliged. “Hm?” Lowering her eyes to the ground, releasing a sigh, “I caused media craze which brought shame to my mother. Almost everyone knows what I did to these bastards who harmed my little sister.” A tinge of protective ferocity of her little sibling emerged in her eyes, “I simply caused them public humiliation is all which mother did not approve despite the fact that Blair was bullied. She and I argued for hours end on. I said something about her and that was the perfect button to be sent here.” Not appearing to care what actions she took, it was clear that she would do anything to protect those within her circle, even if it’s her own mother.
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Post by Sesshoumaru Sama on Jun 7, 2009 21:54:49 GMT -5
Sesshoumaru heard all that, To be truthful he didn't hear much more after she said that idiotic thing about pregnant women doing as they pleased. She was speaking like an self righteous idiot who didn't know what they where talking about. Just the type Sesshoumaru loved to slash into bits, then resurrect, just so he could slash them again.
"It sounds as if you got what you deserved!" He said coldly to her, grabbing her by an arm and leading her down hallways to a calm but oddly quiet part of his gardens. This part was open to his people and you could see inu women sitting, and placing flowers on what would be to an outsider odd looking carved stones.
"We inu value strength. If you can not protect yourself from bullies, you either die alone in a corner or get stronger and fight them. But do not ever talk to the women of my pack and give them those..... 'idiotic' ideas' of yours." He said bringing her over 'by force' to one of the stone, so she could see that it was a grave. A tiny grave for a tiny pup who had died before even been given a chance to live. There where hundreds in that garden. Some stones where old, worn, but still flowers where placed on all of them.
He let her go after a bit, took a silent breath and looked to the inu women mourning there. "Learn of what you speak before you speak it princess. A sharp tongue is only good if you actually know what you're speaking off." He said knowingly, cause he had one too, But of course he was always right when he spoke.
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Post by Zoe on Jun 7, 2009 22:28:49 GMT -5
Overwhelmed by the shock of his behavior, Zoe was rendered mute. It almost felt as if she was sitting on a chair, watching a movie, captivated by sheer force. It is exactly just as that, simply watching herself being yanked forward, her arm held firmly in his grip. Just how could she deserve this when she only wanted to protect her only sibling whose mother would not protect from dangers?
Another yank of her arm willed Zoe back to reality, the sight of tiny graves on the ground hit home. It wasn’t just a simple loss, it was more deeper than that, even more than a mere population. These little babies did not have the chance to live a life and suffered only death. Death, something Zoe was familiar with and she could see it. These babies were crying even in death. Swallowing a gulp, she fought back the need to shed a tear, almost hating herself for being able to see spirits due to her Makai heritage.
“Stop crying. No need to cry.” By miracle, Zoe did not suffer another bout of anger from the demon lord’s reprimand. It was only momentarily that her olive skin paled for a split second along with a faint hint of crimson-stained wings fluttered open. She could see some babies still crying, many others were gone, drifted off into a place where they would rest in spirit. Realizing that her arm was still held firmly in his hand, she immediately retrieved her arm with mild force, lowering herself to the ground on the knees. Both hands pressed together in front of her and suddenly formed signs, she spoke in a single Makai word. Slowly, the sound of babies crying dissipated, replaced by waves of gentle giggles. It seemed that she managed to create a path for their spirits to be guided into with safety.
Dropping both hands to her lap, she did not move to stand and merely looked away, “I apologize for what I said earlier. I meant it as a generalized statement. I hold no knowledge of your race.” Slowly, her tone darkened, “however, I still will not allow my sister to be harmed. She is already working hard as it is to survive. She is deaf and cannot talk. I provide help whenever I can. Fortunately, she is strong herself.” She recited the same hand movement she showed to the demon lord earlier when she ranted and raved, “it’s a language, merely called Sign Language. This is what she communicates with.”
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Post by Sesshoumaru Sama on Jun 7, 2009 22:52:31 GMT -5
Sesshoumaru watched her, watched her every move, her every muscle twitch and action. Even as he had been speaking to her he was paying attention. Finally he picked up that she did learn, she did understand now. The slight change he observed made him raise an eyebrow. Was that what she was? Was that what she truly looked like? Was this a facade? It all just intensified his curiously. When she said that to the air it seemed, he looked to the garden, looked to the atmosphere that seemed to change. The wind seemed to shift into something warmer. He picked up birds coming and singing. Which had never happened before in this garden.
He looked to her with a curious eyebrow. He went over to the near by cherry blossom tree and picked a flower gently then went over to the grave he had shown her, he hadn't even really paid attention to what grave he brought her. He looked to the markings that signified the year in which this particular unborn pup was lost, it was close to his birth day but no one knew that. He placed the flower on the stone and then looked to her.
"My half brother is a hanyou. He has been from birth demeaned to die because of what he is. Everyone has tried to kill him, including myself. If he had been babied perhaps he would have been happier momentarily. But he wouldn't have survived." He said calmly. "My advisors would say that it is unfortunate, but that the ones with weaknesses are the ones who must strive the most. I tend to agree with them." He said looking from the grave again, back to her. "My brother should have died at birth, but he is now 223...when last I counted that is..." He said shrugging a bit. Perhaps he was going soft in his 'age', not that he was that old or anything. Really he was just barely considered an adult by inu standards.
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Post by Zoe on Jun 7, 2009 23:26:26 GMT -5
What? No sarcastic remarks? None of those reprimands either?
Elbow on propped knee, hand cradling her chin with another arm draped across her lap, Zoe watched the women in mourning. She noticed that these women were feeling something different in the air. Of course, even mothers who lost their child can feel them drifted away into a better world. No matter if they were psychic or not. It was truly an art of nature that even she would wonder about the creation of how things work. Slowly, a faint smile graced her lips, satisfied that these poor babies may rest their spirits, no longer having to suffer by the pain of what life left them with.
The soft noises beside her alerted Zoe of the demon lord’s whereabouts and watched as he moved close to one of the cherry blossom tree, plucking a flower. His movements, so ethereally gentle that she wondered if he was crude as she initially thought. Then again, first impression never really dies off, did it? Dusting the dirt off her kimono, she stood and followed him to a certain grave mark.
So, this guy has a sibling as well?
“Sounds like you’re proud of him,” she commented now kneeling above the ground, to inspect the grave closer. She wondered why this man ventured to this one grave and not the others. There must be some significant meaning to it. “I believe in my sister to achieve something greater than we imagine. So far, she has keen interest in sorcery.” Expressing a light chuckle, “I can almost never catch her unguarded. What she lacks in hearing and voice, she gains in touch. Plus, I think she’s blunt like you.”
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Post by Sesshoumaru Sama on Jun 7, 2009 23:39:17 GMT -5
"If this would have been 30 years ago I would have killed you for that comment...As it stands now..... I am neither pleased nor displeased with him. I simply allow him to live. He had proven worthy of that at least..." Sesshoumaru said shrugging it off and looking to her.
"If he hadn't chosen a human wench for a mate i'd be even better." Sesshoumaru said rolling his eyes at the idea but then looking at her he got a small ghost of a smirk again.
"Am I assuming correctly in believing that your sister is your mother's favorite? If I am we are not all that different really... My father protected my half brother from his grave from me. Looking back on it now I realized why he did it but still...." he said shaking his thought and looking at the grave again. Perhaps if things had been different....But they where not so it was a waste of time thinking about it. He looked at the tiny grave one last time and then walked off, once again expecting her to folllow him again.
"What is it your kind eats princess? My cooks must know in order to properly feed you." He said heading off towards the kitchens so she could speak to them. Once there you could pick up the slightly bland aroma of cooking rabbit stew. it was all over the place on the 'royal' side of the kitchen. Along with the scent of human food which was for Rin.
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Post by Zoe on Jun 8, 2009 0:13:39 GMT -5
Hm? Doesn’t he have a human ward under his protection? How divine a contradiction can be.
Zoe battled a strong temptation from curving her lips into a grin. So far, this demon lord revealed more than what he seemed to be so far. Yet, it doesn’t mean that she liked him. It just so happened that they shared common grounds. Could it be that her mother knew about this? It would be strange that she didn’t. After all, knowing her mother, she is a devil in detail.
Even if it wasn’t in writing.
There goes that smirk again. It was from her first impression that she believed him as an iron-faced dominating lord. Yet, she wasn’t so sure now. She was seeing what she hadn’t expected and wonder if it was his intention to let it go or he did not realized what he was doing. “Pff…” Huffing a sigh, she looked away in scorn, “Yes, she is my mother’s favorite, not that it’s any of my concern. I’ve always favored my father more than she since the start.” It was true, she could recall since she was tiny as a babe that she often cried endlessly in her mother’s embrace. She wondered if that was when her mother became cold and hard on her, because she, herself, turned her away? Zoe rolled her eyes at the back of the retreating demon lord.
NOT again. This has to be my fifth defeat in a row!
“Hm? If you don’t mind, please do call me Zoe. The formality do not sit well with me.” The scent of a bland meal brought the zasshu in bout of confusion. Just what kind of meal is it? Could anyone truly want to eat it? “Traditional meals is fine, those that are accepted by humans.” She would have loved the meals she was accustomed to cooked here, but it couldn’t be done. The majority of her usual meals did not originate from this time period. “At the very least, I must taste new meals and see what your culture has to offer.”
One step forward and there goes the klutz attack. Luckily, Zoe managed to wedge herself against a wall from falling onto her knees. It was the outrageous attire again! Thinking back, she was surprised that she even managed to walk, much less to keep up with the demon lord’s pace when he was angered by her statement earlier. Instead of glowing at herself or anyone in particular, she suddenly sprouted a grin, “I didn’t fall earlier, not bad.”
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Post by Sesshoumaru Sama on Jun 8, 2009 12:54:35 GMT -5
Sesshoumaru stayed by the royal kitchen, he looked over to the common one, where the servants where preparing the meals for the other servants. He supposed she must have a lot of questions now. The servant's kitchen was fully separated from the royal one with wards and everything. The human meals for Rin where prepared in a completely fully separate area of the royal kitchen. Everything was done in order to keep the lord's meal fully pristine and pure. Just how he needed it to be. His servants all just doing it and thinking it was another of their lord's 'quirks'. If anyone told them it was a matter of life and death for him none would believe it. They would all have you hung for talking such things about their lord.
"It is amusing, it sounds much like the relationship with my own mother. The less I see of her the better." Sesshoumaru said calmly and walked over to the cooking pot that held his meal. He looked into it, smelling it and nodded to the cook. He was happy with it, nothing but rabbit in it. He knew he could eat it without fear. He got a new spoon from the warded cabinet, the wards meant to keep everything pure, and went over to taste it. After tasting it, he looked to the chef.
"A bit more rabbit." He said and went back to Zoe. He had seen her nearly fall, as he came back to her he chuckled a bit and just looked to her with a mildly amused look on his face. "Tell me how do you manage to defend yourself if you can not stay on your feet? It must very ... annoying... for you. I do hope it's not the manner of dress, but something tells me it's your nature." He said fully and royally teasing her now, and enjoying it very much.
The servants looked at each other and looked at Zoe, all making sure their Lord didn't pay attention to their looking, but they all got curious over their Lord's behavior with the new princess in the castle. They all wondered if the Lord had finally chosen a mate. None in the Lord's people cared who or what their Lord mated, not really... All of them where merely too desperate for their Lord to just mate to care. The pure fact was that if something happened to their Lord he didn't have an heir; and the lands would go to the Prince Inuyasha...Who really....Hadn't been raised for such a responsibility, and everyone knew he didn't want it either.
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Post by Zoe on Jun 8, 2009 18:59:37 GMT -5
How can it be amusing when, in fact, stressful? Zoe could not recall anything in parts of her relationship with her mother anything but amusing. She wondered if the demon lord’s line of thinking was twisted somehow. However, she could understand that he would rather see less of his mother than often. She felt the same way, having felt tired of endless bickers with her mother who found every faults in her as she can. Indeed, she is a devil in detail.
“Oh, my! I can’t believe you got the correct answer!” Of course it was part of her nature and she hated it. Especially when men come around to offer her some hands, in which, she often turned away much to her mother’s dismay. Yes, she is a woman, but it doesn’t mean that she is entitled to be a woman that is considered weak. Even a strong woman is admirable. Regretfully, she knew her mother is a strong woman; it’s just that there’s too much of traditional touches there. “Unfortunately, the outfit increased my chances to fall.”
“What’s with the meal? Is this for you?” Now standing properly with a hand pressed against the wall, she tried to peer over the demon lord’s shoulder to catch a good glimpse of the said rabbit stew. It looked repulsive to her. Its color was tactless; the smell of the stew left an unpleasant odor. Would he really eat that stuff? “I hope I don’t eat that one.” Realizing that she couldn’t catch a good glimpse of it, instead she looked sideway; pass his arm since he was rather tall himself.
While she tried to gain sight of the meal, she caught glimpses of nearby cooks and maids watching them. Their gaze seemed desperate with modest touch of curiosity. Is this not the norm, for a demon lord to enter a kitchen? Plus, there were more than one kitchen.
Is this the type of man who favors separate kitchen for separate class and people?
It would seem so and in her mind, unnecessary unless there is a good reason. She wouldn’t be surprised if there was one considering that the demon lord was intelligent. Not that she was giving him good points, either.
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Post by Sesshoumaru Sama on Jun 8, 2009 19:44:17 GMT -5
Sesshoumaru moved aside to let her see the kitchen all she wanted. He was not scared of her figuring out his 'secret' or anything. No one ever had, save for Jaken. But he had reason to know it and Sesshoumaru knew that Jaken was fully trust worthy. The toad would rather die that betray him.
"You will have to gain control of your feet then, sooner rather than later or you will be tripping all over yourself for the remainder of your stay, which even I don't know the length of." Sesshoumaru said looking to her looking at the stew. "Yes, I will, and no you will not. This is my personal meal. No one else gets to eat of it." He said trying to sound like it was his favorite thing in the whole world. Which of course was hard to do. Specially since he wasn't the best at lying.
"Your meal will be cooked with Rin's. She will happy to have some else at the dinner table today. You will have to 'live' with the talkative nature....I have..." Sesshoumaru said calmly but showing a small tinge of annoyance when he said that.
He exited the kitchen walking into the dinning hall, which was exquisite in every detail. The table was big enough to sit 20. But only there where only three places set on it. One at the head of the table where the 'elaborate' chair was at, which was of course of the Lord. The other two where less 'elaborate' but almost as beautiful. One had flower carvings. The other was like the rest. The one with flowers was of course where Rin always sat, and it was right by her Lord.
Sesshoumaru came over and sat down. The maid hurried and served him merely water. Which he took a sip off while watching the door. He expected Rin to get there. She would know to be punctual.
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Post by Zoe on Jun 8, 2009 20:23:57 GMT -5
A mere thought of eating rabbit stew was not particularly scrumptious. Zoe could not picture herself eating such a meal when it looked and smelled bland. She wouldn’t be surprised if the taste of the stew came out nothing but meaty since he asked for more meat.
Hm…?
Zoe found it hard to believe what the demon lord. Turning away from the stew to face him, she noticed the way he said it. It wasn’t quite as convincing as he would have thought. He doesn’t like eating that stew. So, why is he still eating it? Surely, there is a good reason for it not that she spotted the tiny clue from the demon lord’s statement and his expression. Yes, his expression. She was catching up to him, little by little. Very soon, she’ll win the race. Sporting a quieted smirk, she moved away from the wall, “If you let me out of this outfit, then there won’t be that frequent fall.” If he wasn’t going to let her out, then by all means, she might as well just create her own line of kimono that suits her taste and her need, not for a culture itself. She was not about to honor the traditions as steadfast as others would think.
Perhaps she couldn’t play out the princess role as she thought; finding herself feeling the need to rebel with each passing seconds. She supposed that she’ll do it in a quiet way, slowly adjusting things to her way if it doesn’t conflicts other. Well, there will be conflicts, no doubt about it.
Having followed the demon lord into the dining room, she expressed a light chuckle, “and you don’t sound happy.” It wasn’t a suggestion, but a statement. The view of the dining table somewhat startled her. Is every room in the castle this finely detailed? She found herself analyzing the decorations on the ceiling, the paintings on the wall, the craftsmanship of the chairs, table and the floor itself. Yes, even the floor. It is quite a grand room and wondered if the demon lord often had parties here. Otherwise, why have a room this grand?
Watching the demon lord seat himself at the head of the table, Zoe glanced sideway, wondering where she should sit. Just as she was about to sit herself right smack in the middle of the table, one of the maid hurryingly passed and whispered to her ears before she disappeared into the kitchen. It was then she realized it was the same maid who helped her dressed. Apparently, the little maid felt comfortable to say something to her, now that she knew where she was supposed to sit. She is so not used to this…foreign culture. There was much to learn, indeed.
Fortunately, she did not feel or appear to be ashamed by her obvious mistake she almost committed. However, she dared not look at the demon lord, knowing that he might have a say in this as usual. Mentally, she braced herself to cool her anger if he ever tried to tempt it again. Unable to stare off into a wall and away from the lord himself, Zoe immediately looked from left to right, top to bottom, again inspecting the decoration in the room.
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Post by Sesshoumaru Sama on Jun 8, 2009 20:41:37 GMT -5
Sesshoumaru watched her from his seat. He lightly sipped water and kept watching her. Was the room that nice that she had to keep starring at it? He found it in fact quite boring. But having grown up in the place might have something to do with that. He knew he had the most spectacular castle of all the demon lords. All thanks to the Lords before him. He had added it to it, but only in the gardens and such, he felt no need to make the thing any bigger. It was a headache enough as it was.
He noticed where she was going to sit and for a split second thought she merely wanted to get away from him. But then realized she did not know any better, he would have said something about it but then noticed Rin coming into the dinning room.
"Saved by a human." He said lightly to her with a small cold smirk.
"Sesshoumaru Sama! You're back! You're mean! You didn't tell Rin you where back." Rin said loosing all princess composure and rushing to Sesshoumaru. She stopped short of the demon Lord, you would have thought she would hug him, but she didn't. She merely stood close to him and giggled, and smiled to him. You couldn't tell she was in her 20s. Anyone could swear she was a teenager.
"I got back today Rin. We will be joined for a while by Princess Zoe. She is here for learning." Sesshoumaru said looking to Zoe with a small hidden smirk.
Rin sat down in her flower seat next to Sesshoumaru and looked to Zoe. "Oh, that is wonderful. A guest. We never have guests. I hope you'll like it here, I hope you'll stay for a long while." Rin said with a smile. "Oh Sesshoumaru Sama. Inuyasha onisan came by while you where gone. He said something about humans forming groups. But I didn't understand him, so he said he'd be back later." Rin said looking from Zoe to Sesshoumaru.
"Thank you Rin." Sesshoumaru said calmly as the meal started being served when the maids saw they where all there.
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Post by Zoe on Jun 8, 2009 21:10:18 GMT -5
“Save it.” Zoe retorted when she heard his comment. She knew he was about to say something until the young lady she saw earlier today hopped into the scene. Indeed, she was thankful she was saved by a human; otherwise, she would have suffered another case of temperamental issue.
The appearance of a young lady was truly a lady. For a moment there, she half expected her to jump onto the demon lord and give him a hug. She did neither of those and simply stood close to him. The sight of those two together was a bond she could see, something which she and her sister had, although in a different way. “I said no formality please. Just call me Zoe.” Apparently, she was slowly becoming irritated by the formality itself. Formality means rules, restriction and a cold hard distance from other people. Not that she was socially desperate for attention, but it just seemed cold and foreboding to her is all. Instantly, she narrowed her eyes at the demon lord, looking prompt to throw something at him. She wanted to wipe that smirk off his face.
It’s irritating enough as it is.
The minute she looked at the young lady when she acknowledged her presence, her glowering face was instantly replaced with a gentle smile, “I hope that I will like it here.” Apparently, she could not quiet erase the annoyance she felt again. Curse that demon lord! Plus, did he just say it in a way that she knows nothing?
Humans forming group again? What does it mean?
The way the young lady said it did not please Zoe at all. It reminded her of some history stories she read before. Is it the humans against demons? It would be nice if it wasn’t, but was convinced that it was the definite case. Now suddenly quiet, she contemplated as she watched the plates being served. She was thinking up list of reasons why the humans would form group against demons now. Had the demons done something wrong or did humans desire something more than what they already have?
Watching what type of food she was eating, she found herself eying the utensil which was strong enough to erase her thinking process. Arching her left eyebrow, she blinked the third time, wondering what she should do with those two sticks.
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Post by Sesshoumaru Sama on Jun 8, 2009 21:30:53 GMT -5
Sesshoumaru got his 'stew' and with all the formality in the world started eating. First with the chop sticks to eat the big pieces of meat of course. Then with the spoon for the liquid. He was watching her the entire time. He could read her like a book and was having a very good time annoying her.
Of course the news Rin gave was also in his mind. He did not like the sound of it, and if it concerned Inuyasha enough for him to come here then it was serious. He hid the frown of disgust at the behind his normal mask and just watched Zoe.
Rin also noticed Zoe's look towards the chop sticks. "They do not have those where you are from?" She asked curiously and innocently.
Sesshoumaru hid the smirk as he watched her but pretended to simply keep eating. 'Zoe is from a completely different culture Rin. We will have to teach her a lot." He said motioning the maids over, They brought over a sthingy to Zoe, and of course Sesshoumaru just had that 'hidden' smirk.
"Oh I see, It's no problem. Rin will be happy to help you." Rin said giggling and smiling.
Sesshoumaru just sat back and kept eating, if he could laugh he would. Oh gods would he. This was the most fun he'd had in years. Rin of course was innocent to her lord's play time with Zoe. She really did just want to help her. If she was here for leaning then she'd have fun teaching her.
After she said that to Zoe, Rin looked curiously to her Lord, with a clear question in her mind. But she was also clearly afraid to ask it.
"Ask Rin what ever it is, just ask. I will not be angry." Sesshoumaru said looking to his ward.
"Umm.....It's just.....Rin was wondering if.....Rin... You received a young prince today?" Rin asked blushing a bit and looking down cast but at her lord.
Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow and looked to Rin, he did stop eating. "He was not received, he was turned away." He said leaning forward towards Rin. "How did you know of him?" He asked with a cold expression.
"Um....Well.....Rin met him while she was with Inuyasha-onisan and Kagome-chan." Rin said now showing a bit of concern. It wasn't fear cause she was never afraid of Sesshoumaru, ever. "Sesshoumaru Sama did not like him?" She asked with a softer tone.
"No! I did not. You are never to talk to him again." Sesshoumaru said calmly, leaning back again, he knew she would obey.
"Yes Sesshoumaru Sama. He is not worthy of me then?" Rin asked looking to Sesshoumaru.
"No, he is not. He is not in the least." Sesshoumaru said starting to eat again.
"Okay." Rin said getting her friendly, giggly attitude again. The young lady, had a clear and never wavering trust of her lord, and if her lord said the guy wasn't worthy of her, then she would not ever think of him again, that was all it took was for Sesshoumaru to say that.
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