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Mari raised her eyebrows, and then shook her head as she said, "Oh, no, I didn't realize it would be THAT much trouble for you...I can just walk myself home. Thank you for offering, though!" The girl smiled, feeling slightly guilty that she had jumped on his offer without any hesitation...or...

Mari looked away almost sheepishly. She HAD a bike when she first moved into her apartment...it was a very nice bike, too. Custom made especially for her...a gift from her parents. But it had been stolen on the very first night because Mari had forgotten to chain it up. She learned it the hard...

Mari smiled, nodding at the man's comment. Again, she looked down at her basket. Apples, frozen mac n' cheese, mozerrella sticks, frozen pizza...the girl couldn't help but frown at her unhealthy eating habits. At least she could replace her usual bowl of Super Sugar Bad 4 You Bites with an apple...

Mari raised her eyebrows at the man's strange, stuttering question. She also found it strange that he seemed to recognize her as well, and it became apparent to the girl that she did, indeed, know him from SOMEWHERE. But where? The girl looked back down at the apples in her basket, narrowing her...

The light girl was put noticeably off balance as Julien placed the bag of apples into her basket. Mari quickly steadied herself, moving her free hand down to the handle of her basket as she shook her head at the man. "Here, when you get to the register, tell them that Julien will be paying for...

"Oh, hi Julien." Mari smiled as she caught sight of the man she had met earlier in the day. They'd both happened upon eachother in the produce section of the town's small grocery store. Mari's small, hand-held shopping basket was full of nothing but frozen T.V dinners, but she had been browsing...

"Hello Miss D'Noux. I'm here to inform you that you received the job! You start work as a waitress tomorrow." Mari raised her eyebrows as she was suddenly approached by the man who had dropped the metal cooking pot only moments ago. There was definitely something familiar about him, but she...

BANG! Mari jumped slightly, along with a few other people who were seated in the cafe. The corners of her mouth pulled into a frown as she slowly rose from her seat. The girl craned her neck slightly in hopes to see what had made the noise, and was slightly disappointed to see that it was just...

Mari let out a heavy sigh, clutching her folded up job application in one hand and adjusting the strap of her purse with the other. She had been mentally preparing herself to push open to large, double glass doors for a good five minutes now...why was she so nervous? There wasn't anything too...

Name: Anne Marie "Mari" D'Noux Age: 18 Gender: Female Personality: Bubbly, outgoing...a generally very happy girl. She's mischievous at times, but is overall a good girl. When she gets upset, she'll do her best to hide it...when she gets ANGRY....good luck.

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"I want . . . no, yearn to know. What plagues thee? What is your . . . poison . . . " Calliope shuddered as his hand traveled up and down her body, and she couldn't help but let out a small whimper. Her eyes remained shut at she leaned up, almost playfully nibbling at his bottom lip. The...

"T-Then you also cast aside your very soul to appease Satan . . . hm?" Calliope didn't know how to respond to that. She bit her lip into a small frown as she crossed her legs. She almost considered making a bad joke about how she had no soul, but decided that it was probably a bit much for...

"What is this . . . pity?" Calliope's eye widened for a moment, slightly shocked by the man's tone. She looked him over for a moment, stunned by the way he'd reacted to her. The condescending bark of cold laughing, the way he sneered at her as if she was nothing but a stain on the...

Calliope let out a short gasp as the two flopped down onto the bed, Marcellus embracing her with something she couldn't identify as lust or compassion. She stared up at him for a moment, and then she felt her heart sink. The way his hair fell into the vibrant eyes that stared at her so...

"It is a good thing?" Calliope bit down on her lip as the man leaned over her, and then then lowered himself onto the mattress beside her. He was close enough so she could feel felt his warm breath running down her neck, making the fine hairs on her arms stand on end. The assassin allowed...

Calliope drew the glass to her mouth, sipping the obviously expensive wine with much more grace than she had earlier in the evening. She glanced down at the glass as she pulled it from her lips, watching the red liquid ripple with as she did. She glanced up at the man again, her eyes meeting...

"For a moment, yes, m'lady." Calliope felt the corners of her mouth pull up into a small smile as she looked up at him, following the man as he lead her into his quarters. Unable to hold back, before the door closed behind them, the assassin shot a nasty I-told-you-so sort of look at the...

"Oscar," Calliope was forced to step back as the door fully opened, revealing Marcellus in a mere robe that draped and swept over his tall figure. The woman tore her gaze from him to his servant, who'd backed away from the two. The lord took a step forward, the light in the hall casting...