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  • he was a very busy business man. with hardly enough time to deal with his personal life, he's constantly holed away in his study room researching foreign countries resources and their current imports/exports. though he is the owner of a prestigious manor on the outskirts of a peaceful upper-class village, he has little time to clean and maintain it. an agency in charge of maids and cleaning services is the first he calls, and they inform him that a person is on the way to help before a giant mess accumulates. with this in mind, he can concentrate on his tasks at hand.


    -the character that you portray will be the 'maid' or cleaner, helping around the house and maintaining balance between chores
    -romance to come later in the plot if all goes in that direction
    -3-4 sentences required in each post, though low muse and busy schedules are understood
    -include name, age, appearance, description and anything else you'd like me to know


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    name:
    kal berne


    age:
    21


    description:
    quiet and dignified, hardly looses his collected demeanor // he seems soft and a push-over to most who do not know the strict rules he sets for guests


    appearance:
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    it was midday, the sun high in the sky and shining down brightly on the garden of the berne's manor. passed down from several generations, the colossal structure stood intimidatingly high above the ground. kal, having woken hours prior, found himself wandering down stairs with a large newspaper in hand, reading the news travelling from miles south of a new butcher shop opening up. he'd have to make a mental reminder to phone marketing center later and ask of complete worth of the business, building included. sighing, he arrived downstairs and went straight for the kitchen, hoping a cup of coffee would wake him up slightly.


    all regards to the new arriving maid slipped his mind while he continually read the fine print of the paper.

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    tracking. I'll have to post my character once I get home, which should be in about fifteen to twenty minutes.
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    i'm really interested, and can make my form and be active almost immediately, can i take the spot? :-[

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    full name
    ambrose abigail kennede
    nickname
    amber
    name meaning
    immortal
    sex
    female
    age
    twenty
    sexual orientation
    straight
    description
    appears to be quiet and respectful, however as she gains her comfort (which does not take long) she becomes a social butterfly which lights up any room! :D

  • of course! if she decides to come back, i'll make another thread for her : )


    accepted! i've started off the thread in my first post

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    ambrose quietly neared the manor, her eager eyes taking in the extravagant architecture. architecture had always fascinated her, and growing up in the inner city, she never had the opportunity to see buildings other than the identical sky scrapers which covered the landscape.
    her hands instinctively moved up to her forehead, blocking the brutal sun from her light brown eyes as she continued to walk up the drive.
    her small figure stood in front of the towering door and she let a sigh escape from her parted lips. ambrose didn't have the best past when it came to employers and she hoped that somehow this one would be better. she knocked on the solid door and patiently waited for the distant footsteps to near.

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  • kal perked up, stuffing the newspaper between his arm and body. he had forgotten the new maid would be coming in today which meant that he'd have to be very hospitable. sighing, he brought his cup of coffee with him and made his way to the front entrance. sun light began to filter in through the stained glass on the very top, casting rays to shoot down from above.


    he quietly unlocked the door, curious as to what this person looked like, how they would carry themselves. the girl who appeared before him was nothing close to his imagination, and he seemed a bit taken aback. however, he managed to gain back his composure, greeting her and steeping to the side to allow her in.


    'welcome, you must be the new maid, correct?'

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    a large smile appeared on ambroses' face, her eyes lighting up as the door swung open. the figure behind it took her by surprise, she was expecting an older gentlemen or the usual housewife with too much plastic surgery. instead she was facing a young and rather attractive man, whos presence slightly intimated her.
    ambrose shuffled inside, quickly taking in the new environment before making eye contact with her new employer. she nodded;
    "yes sir, it's very nice to meet you. my name is ambrose kennede."

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  • thoughtfully, he nodded and put her name to memory. it would be quite the rude incident if he were to forget in the midst of working. shaking off the horrid thought, he closed the door behind her with careful eyes. he checked his wrist watch and nearly dropped the cup in his hand.


    a quarter to 10 meaning that the work piled in his study room would grow rapidly once his employees would be phoning in.


    from inside the folded newspaper, he handed her a leaflet explaining the chores and duties expected of her throughout the day.


    'today will be an exception. you may roam around the manor or simply watch my boring work but tomorrow, you will be expected to rise at 5 a.m. all rules and regulations are laid out for you.' with a small smile he turned and began his way up the stairs.


    'you may use the facilities in any room as you wish. meals and showers should be cleaned up afterwards. eat what you can if you'd like,' his voice called from the second story.

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    ambrose called out as mr.berne vanished from her vision; "thank you for your hospitality sir!"
    then she slumped back and let out a sigh. she wasn't used to having the house to herself nor having time off, usually chores were barked at her non-stop so she truly had no idea what to do. she found herself observing the architecture as she wandered down the hallway and into what appeared to be the kitchen. ambrose pulled one of the bar stools out and began reading the leaflet that was given to her...
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    it had been a few hours since ambrose arrived at the manor, since then she had straightened up a few minor things but had mostly been exploring the house. the leaflet provided was strict and straight forward, giving her more of an idea what her employer was like, better than half the people she has worked for, but still not very 'exciting'.
    she made her way out of one of the guest bedrooms and across the hall towards two large doors, as she slithered in, her mouth dropped to the floor at the sight of the beautiful book shelves. she was so captivated that she almost didn't see mr.berne sitting at his presumed desk. her cheeks started to heat up, she felt bad for interrupting and almost immediately spun on her heels and started towards the door.

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  • in the midst of checking several bank accounts and scribbling down figures that seemed a bit out of the ordinary, kal's attention was taken away from the swarm of documents in front of him. the opening of the door was nearly silent but the footsteps and rush of air alerted him of her presence. without turning to see the intruder, he merely reached for a large accounting book filled with notes sticking out every which way.


    'ms. kennede, this manor belongs to you as much as it has the scent of me. if you wish to look at the books here, you can although it would be much appreciated if you could keep the volume to a minimum. beware of the binding as well, some of publications are getting a bit old.'


    with his left hand, he continued to jot down numbers in the table, his eyes wary of seeing them for hours on end.


    'do not hesitate to enter any room, even if i am present.'

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    mr.bernes voice initially scared ambrose, she was hoping he wouldn't notice her at all.
    with a nod, ambrose silently walked over to the book shelf, and stood on her tippy-toes as she analyzed the various titles and colors. she saw many classics, in which she had previously read; 'the great gatsby... the boy in the stripped pajamas..' it was an extensive and rather impressive collection. she ended up choosing a love story which appeared to be very interesting.
    she held the book against her chest as she made her way out of the room. her small figure had disappeared behind the door but she stopped before completely exiting. poking her head back into the office she said;
    "mr.bernes, would you like supper?"

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  • kal stopped in tracks, thinking about the offer that he had just made to himself. while it seemed a while since he last ate anything, he wasn't too sure if he was ready to eat just yet. after all, he still had to file a few of the paper before retiring for the evening.


    but he realized that part of showing hospitality would be to dine with his guests, no matter their occupation. 'yes please. thank you ambrose.' his voice was intercepted by a large yawn, and he knew that taking a break would perhaps be a good idea.

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    ambrose held her breath, sensing her hosts hesitation. however within a few seconds a wide grin appeared on her face as he agreed, she was delighted to serve. the small girl pressed against the door to hold it open as she continued;
    "good. i was thinking some basic chicken and a side salad.. if that works with you."

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  • 'sounds like a plan. did you need any assistance?' he left all the paper and books on the desk as he rose. removing the heavy wrist watch, he rubbed his sore wrists from the rigorous amount of writing he had done throughout the day. if he was to experience things outside of constantly working, this would be a good start, especially with another one of his workers.


    'even if i'm not of any help, i'll watch. it's been a while since i've eaten with anyone.' he managed a small smirk as he slipped past her, rolling the sleeves to his dress shirt up.

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    ambrose listened intently as he spoke, her eyebrows furrowed together as she observed his actions. she never had the opportunity to find something she loved to do, and thus simply couldn't understand how one could work so hard.
    mr.bernes' presence walking towards her knocked her from her daydream, and she offered a warm smile in response to his smirk.
    "you can assist if you'd like, i've never been the best cook."
    she giggled at her own remark, and began to shuffle downstairs along with kal.


    OCC: AH this is all over the place and i'm sorry for that, it was super rushed >:(


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  • ooc: haha it's alright :)


    ic: 'saying that you cannot cook is a mere statement. the true test is tasting it which shall come later. ambrose, you musn't put yourself down so, it ruins your complex.' with a soft smile, he placed a hand on her shoulder as he entered the bottom of the steps. his feet travelled towards the kitchen where he had previously made several cups of coffee to keep him awake.


    the stools and wooden counters were clear of any dishes, and a smell of flour mixed with fruit filled the air prior. he hadn't needed to make a meal for himself since relatives visited last.


    'what is it that you need me to do?'

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    ambrose was comforted by kal's words and presence, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat, she was beyond happy her new client was an upgrade from the last. her feet followed his down the halls."thank you mr.berne, but i must admit you sound like my mother," she lightheartedly joked, eyes glancing up towards his taller figure.


    when they arrived in the kitchen, she took in the surroundings once more. being in such a beautiful home would surely take some getting used to. as mr.berne spoke ambrose ran her hands under the sink before turning around, and drying her hands on her pants.
    "well, i'll do all the messy work like breading the chicken, maybe you can start with the salad?"

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