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Author Topic: Canis Minor  (Read 250 times)

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Canis Minor
« on: Jul 31, 17, 04:06:59 PM »
He was hungry and it wasn’t a hunger that Miina could satisfy. This time.

With his hands in his pockets, Jakob wandered towards the kitchen. He winked at one of the maids as she passed -- cute little thing, but a little too shy for him. Plus, he was wrapped up in Miina currently, and he wasn’t about to piss off his Queen by looking too much at another piece of ass. It never hurt to flirt though, right? Jakob didn’t think so.

When his temper was close to the surface, it grated at it even more when the servants gave him a wide berth, but today, sated from his morning with Miina, he found it amusing. Little rabbits. She had a household full of them. He didn’t tell her that though. He knew if push came to shove they would defend their Queen but it was amusing, the day to day averted glances, the quick but deferential greetings.

Big ol’ scary Rose Warlord Prince.

It made him chuckle. Raj, now he was the scary one, with that brute strength and Red Jewel to match. But Jakob guessed the reason the household seemed more at ease with Raj was because he came from Court.

And Jakob was just a stray off the street.

Ah well, bite was bite and a Warlord Prince was still a Warlord Prince, no matter where he came from.

Jakob strolled into the kitchen and let his nose do the hunting. Smelled like some bread was still fresh. He checked the little bread box and sure enough, there was some beer bread with herbs and cinnamon there. He broke off a chunk and shoved a piece in his mouth, ignoring crumbs created. What manners? Pssh. Now, maybe the cold box had some sliced meat in it still.

Jackpot. Cold roast. Jakob shoved a slice of that into the bread and made himself a little sandwich. He leaned against the counter and began enjoying his little impromptu meal.

Or would have, had someone else not joined him.

Shy looking thing. Never seen him before. He didn’t move with the familiarity of those employed in Miina’s household. Must be new? Could be that Jakob just hadn’t seen him yet. He did spend a lot of time with Miina or out of the house when not. He got bored easily.

His mouth full of sandwich, Jakob asked, “Which rabbit are you?”

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #1 on: Jul 31, 17, 05:37:04 PM »
Day One.

Alright, maybe it was more like day two - since yesterday he had gotten to spend some time in the kitchen just getting familiar with things. He'd even baked two large batch of cookies that he'd then quietly distributed throughout the Seat - making sure that each staff and Court member got a small pouch of them as a "Hello!" present. It hadn't been anything particularly fancy, but he wanted to do at least a little something on the first day.

This morning when he'd come into the kitchen he'd immediately started baking fresh bread - four different kinds - before getting a light breakfast sent up to the members from the Court that there was already a list for. He would be touching base with everybody over the course of the next few days just to make sure, but he wasn't going to neglect the information he already had or neglect to do something that the Court may be expecting. That would set him off on the wrong foot (despite his sweet gift last night) and he absolutely did not want to risk that.

This.. it was far too important.

So he'd made lists. Lots and lots of lists. He needed to go through the pantry and the standing cold room. He needed to interview all the current staff that worked in and around the kitchen. He needed to update all the ledgers to make sure that he had the likes, dislikes, and allergies of every Court member. He also wanted birthdays - so that he could make sure there was a favorite treat ready for them on their special day. He needed to put a rush order on all the ingredients he knew that he would be needing and using frequently.

Essentially, there was a lot to do - and he was expecting to put in many hours in this first week. However, he knew it was going to pay off in the long run. Besides - he'd gone longer than a week without sleep before, and the sacks of rice he had in the pantry would be fantastic for naps.

He had just spent the last three hours in the pantry conducting inventory, and was about ready to start getting some things going to prepare for dinner as he came out to see that someone else was in the kitchen. A very yummy Warlord Prince-y someone who was haphazardly raiding his kitchen for a snack. Amused, Warren moved past him to grab a small handtowel to brush up the crumbs the other male had created.

He paused, however, as he was addressed. He blinked, then looked to him and tilted his head. "A rabbit?" A soft chuckle, his eyes bright with the smile that flirted with his lips as he moved up to brush the crumbs into his hand then flick them into the sink, turning to look over his shoulder at him. "I don't know that I'd call myself a rabbit. I like people too much. Probably get myself eaten." Though the way he said it suggested he wouldn't necessarily oppose to being gobbled up by sly, sexy fox.

"I'm Warren, the new head chef." He finished the last with a bright smile, turning to face him with a little bow. "And you, Prince?"

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #2 on: Aug 01, 17, 04:27:11 PM »
Unamused, Jakob arched an eyebrow.

Bright and cheery chap. Oh goodie.

“Head chef, huh?” Jakob echoed. He took another hearty bite of his impromptu sandwich. He tried to remember who the last one was. He couldn’t. “Guess I chased the last one off,” he said, half-joking. Hell if he knew if it was true or not. But he watched the new rabbit clean the mess he had left behind. Bright and cheery and a clean freak. Double goodie.

Jakob finished off his sandwich and brushed the crumbs off his fingers before answering, “Jakob. Third Circle, I guess, but you can just call me Miina’s. Not big on titles.” He thought about introducing himself as the Queen’s Whore because what else was he really good for but sex? But Miina had told him not to do that, said some flowery words that he was more than that to her. He didn’t care. He got to fuck her and she liked it. Made him pretty happy.

“So, head chef, what’s your specialty? Souffles? Pastries? Tell me how you got this job. Flaming cocktails?” Jakob always assumed that the only thing chefs knew to cook were fancy, extravagant dishes that had too many ingredients, took too long to cook, and came in woefully inadequate portions. This kid looked like a poster child for that.

Jakob bet he would last a week. Tops. Not that Miina went through kitchen staff like water but the kid looked hardly prepared to handle a household of this size, with all of its Dark Jeweled appetites. He looked like he was going to get eaten and even though the kid had said he liked people, there was a difference between liking people and liking a particular group of people that employed you.

With a soft huff to himself, the Warlord Prince wondered if this little rabbit had met Raj yet. Now, there was an introduction to scare someone off.

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #3 on: Aug 03, 17, 11:29:22 AM »
Jakob. The name was familiar, and not because he'd been going through the mess of little notes left behind by the previous chefs. You can just call me Miina's. His eyes widened a moment, then he grinned - that was why the Prince seemed familiar! Yesterday the Lady had mentioned her other males - and while he'd gotten to meet Prince Raj she had still shown him an image of her other Warlord Prince. Jakob.

"Miina's Jakob," he said with a chuckle. "It's nice to meet you. The Lady is mine, too. Shocked the hell out of both of us when I showed up for the interview." With a hum he turned to the cabinets, searching around for some of the spices he would need for tonight's dinner.

"As for what got me the job - Lady Miina said she'd want me around one way or another, because of the bond, but I think I legitimately landed the job because of the foods I can cook." The playful little smirk he tossed over to the Warlord Prince was both flirty and had a bit of bite. "And no, my cocktails aren't what's flaming about me Prince. Granted I do make a mean soufflé." Along with various other kinds of desserts. Personally, Warren was actually a fan of the more simpler sweets. He loved cakes - of various flavors and combinations. They were easier to make in bulk to feed a large group of people, kept longer, and in his honest opinion tasted better. Soufflés were fancy, sure. They took some time and practice - but their allure ended there. Cupcakes were far more satisfying and also had the ability to customize for aesthetics, and Warren very much appreciated that.

"My audition piece was a Nharkavan dish. I know there are a variety of different palettes here, and I specialize in foods not just native to Ivalo but all over Glacia and various other Territories in the Realm. Prince Raj even came in to sample the dish and found it satisfying." There was a warm, amused purr to his voice that suggested that the dish wasn't the only thing the Warlord Prince seemed to find "satisfying".

Again, it belatedly occurred to him that perhaps it would be more prudent to rein himself in a little bit when he was still so new to the Court, and he covered the flash of nervousness by turning to crawl onto the counter so he could reach some of the ingredients hidden on the highest shelf. Apparently the former head chef had been a mammoth.

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #4 on: Aug 03, 17, 12:11:37 PM »
The Lady is mine too.

Jakob’s eyes narrowed. That was a loaded statement but Jakob guessed what the kid meant. Another Bonded male. Raj, Jakob could share Miina with, but this little rabbit was going to be in her bed too? The idea was laughable and despicable at the same time because of Jakob’s very male ego. The kid seemed hardly like Miina’s type. She’d probably break him in bed! Or he wouldn't know where to stick it! Darkly, because he was still insulted by the idea of Miina in bed with this shrimp, Jakob muttered, “Nice to meet you too, kid.”

He watched this new minor threat to his sexual prowess rummage around the kitchen looking for...whatever cooks needed to cook, he guessed, chattering on about how meeting Miina had been a shock (no fucking shit, kid) and about how he had impressed her with his cooking.

And then, the kid shot Jakob a flirty smile and said, “And no, my cocktails aren’t what’s flaming about me, Prince.”

Jakob’s eyebrow arched again but it took him a good moment -- a second confirmation from the way the kid said the word “satisfying” -- for him to ask, “You like guys?” Fuck the souffles and whatever Nharkavan spice crap the kid boasted he could make! If this shrimp was into guys, it was one less person trying to get into Miina’s pants around here. That made Jakob infinitely more comfortable, no matter what flirtations the rabbit might throw his way in the future.

Well, unless Warren tried to get into Jakob’s pants. Then they would be having a different kind of discussion.

Jakob didn’t think the kid was THAT stupid though.

“It’s fine if you’re into dudes, I just need to know,” he added. Not that cared if he insulted this new rabbit or not. Information, that’s what Jakob was after. Information and the knowledge that his position as one of two bedwarmers for Miina was safe. He wouldn’t contend with Raj. Only an idiot would do that. But this kid, oh yeah, Jakob would show some teeth and chase this little rabbit off if Warren was interested in fucking Miina too.

“And why don’t you just used Craft to get that stuff down?” Jakob asked when Warren climbed up on the counter. Seemed like an awful lot of effort just to get stuff down.

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #5 on: Aug 05, 17, 08:19:48 PM »
'You're into guys?'

Warren chuckled and looked over his shoulder and down at the Warlord Prince as he continued, clarifying that he apparently didn't have a problem with it - he just 'needed to know'. He had to raise a brow at that, though he didn't take offense. Some people just needed to know where everyone stood with everyone else, and Warren certainly understood that while plenty of people didn't care who you chose to fuck one way or another - there were plenty others who did.

He flashed a grin, then turned back to digging out the spices he needed. "Yes, I like guys," he said with a chuckle. "Exclusively. Not that I don't find women beautiful or anything..." he shrugged. He could appreciate beauty just as well as the next person. Women were lovely. That didn't mean he wanted to get naked with them. That and he didn't really understand vaginas. Or what it was that other men found so appealing about them. Cocks - now those he understood. Mm... Mmmm... More than understood.

Mm...

He was distracted from his momentary fantasy by the Warlord Prince's other question - which caused him to give a short, light laugh. The sound was buoyant, amused, and faded to a soft chuckle as he grabbed the last little container and turned, shifting to sit and then slide off the counter. "This is just my second day, Prince. I didn't even know if what I was looking for was even up there. I wasn't about to empty the whole cupboard then have to put everything back in. It's a waste of craft, especially when I can just climb up and take a look."

Warren's Tiger Eye was plenty to take care of the task, but to be careful with each pot, not knowing what was in it, and make sure he didn't knock anything over in the process would take energy. The last thing he wanted was to ever drain himself unnecessarily. Not when he might need the strength for later - and in his cooking and serving he did like to use craft. It made things go smoother and made his measurements more precise. Also, though he didn't like to think of it, that Tiger Eye was all he had to defend himself. It wasn't much in the face of all these dark Jewels, but it could be enough to buy him a split second. That split second could be just enough to give him the time to get away or come up with another plan should something go... wrong.

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #6 on: Aug 09, 17, 04:17:41 PM »
Jakob let out a relieved chuckle. Good, the shrimp was into guys. One less male sniffing between Miina’s legs. Assured of his position in Miina’s bed, Jakob could now focus on other things, like how Miina picked this kid up.

“Yeah, but, you’re probably inventorying the place, right? All that climbing up and down makes a guy sore, you know?” he proposed. He shrugged one shoulder nonchalantly. “But, hey, do what you want. It’s your kitchen now.” Weird to say to a kid that looked barely old enough to buy his own alcohol. Miina must have been really impressed with his cooking skills, or just a sucker to find jobs for her males, whether they could do it or not. Kind of like him.

Jakob strode over to a bowl holding apples and promptly bit into one. He went back to leaning against the counter, crossing his arms and letting the apple linger near his mouth for quick bites. “Second day, huh? You’re in for some treats here. So, what do you think of our fair Lady? Bet you didn’t have the same shit reaction I did to the whole thing.” It wasn’t an embarrassing thing to bring up but Jakob wasn’t proud that he had lost his cool when he had met Miina.

To be fair, he had been involved in an ambush, watched a few people he knew (and he had fucked at one point) die gruesomely, been tied up and dragged to this estate, and then dropped in front of Miina like a sack of potatoes thanks to that asshole Kain Eskola.

It had been a really rough day, that day.

Mostly worth it, though. Except the parts with death and Kain. But hey, can’t win everything. Jakob was alive and he was getting laid by his Queen. That was victory enough.

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #7 on: Aug 12, 17, 11:53:39 AM »
Warren could not only hear but feel the relief in the other male's chuckle. There was only one reason he could think that another man would feel so relieved that he was gay without being gay himself (and Prince Volkshund was definitely the Mayor of Heteroville) - and that was a matter of competition. Or rather, a lack thereof. Considering the way Miina crawled right onto his lap and gave him a very passionate kiss, wiggling around to try and detect a response of arousal, he assumed that the woman the Prince was loathe to share was in fact their shared Queen.

That was... sweet in a way. Entertaining to be sure. He was also glad that he wasn't going to have to fight that particular battle. Warlord Princes were the possessive type, and could get very scary when pushed to baring their teeth.

"You got it. Inventory is on my list for today for certain. But first I need to start preparations for dinner. For that I need counter space, and it would be a pain to take everything down only to put it all back then take it all down again." He shrugged. Sure, there was plenty of counter-space in the large kitchen - but Warren didn't like cooking in a mess. It was distracting and it made mistakes easier - like grabbing the wrong spice.

A thoughtful hum resonated on his lips as he moved about the kitchen, pulling out pans and ingredients with skillful grace. "Miina? She's awesome." He tossed a bright grin over his shoulder at the other male. "Sweet, fun, cuddly. Being around her just makes me feel... at peace. Does she do the same for you?" He had to wonder though at the other's confession of a 'shit reaction'. It made him frown curiously, a bit befuddled to be honest. He struggled to imagine having a bad reaction to meeting Miina, having already done so himself. It had filled him with good things pretty much instantly. Perhaps before meeting her he might have worried what it would mean to find a heart Queen - though honestly the possibility hadn't much crossed his mind before it had happened.

"What happened when you met her?"

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #8 on: Aug 16, 17, 02:26:12 PM »
Sweet? Fun? Cuddly? Were they talking about the same Queen? Okay, okay, yeah, Miina was plenty of fun naked but Jakob wasn’t much for cuddling so they didn’t cuddle, unless it was a prelude to fucking. Pretty much any physical contact with Miina just made Jakob horny so whatever this kid was going on about it bringing him peace, Jakob decided that the kid was probably just a little whack from liking guys and that’s why touching bringing Miina brought peace instead.

But since Jakob was a guy that was rarely at peace with anything in life that didn’t involve sex, he’d probably never really understand what the kid meant.

"What happened when you met her?"

That question earned the shrimp a sharp, quick laugh. He took a bite of the apple, chewed loudly, and decided to put it in the plainest of terms. “Fun story, that day,” he said, despite his mouth full. He tapped his finger against his cheek like he actually had to think about what happened but it was obvious he remembered clearly -- every fucking detail.

“So, you heard of the Prince Kain Eskola? Betrothed to Miina’s sister? Yes, no? Doesn’t matter.” Quick look around before speaking again. Who knew where Kain was hiding, right? “Steer clear of him. He’s an asshole,” Jakob went on to say vehemently. Another bite of apple.

“Our little asshole buddy found me with a few...ahem, acquaintances, killed them, knocked me out, and dragged me to see Miina, thinking I was a fucking Smuggler.” Jakob spread his hands out and took a little bow. “Guess what? I’m not,” he informed Warren. “But doesn’t mean I side with the Dark Religion loonies all of the time either. I’m on my own side.”

His posture returned to leaning against the counter. “So, he drags me in front of Miina, and bam! Bonded. Didn’t ask for it, didn’t want it. Still, stuck with it anyway. So now, since I’m pretty useless as a Court guy -- can you imagine sticking a guy like me in a room of VIPs and politicians? I’d tell them to go fuck themselves -- Miina uses me for other things.”

That last little bit was punctuate with a flirty wink and a jaunty smile. Jakob took another bite of the apple and chewed slowly, watching Warren. “She likes me for that. Gotta keep the Queen happy, right? So, you bake cookies or shit for her, and I’ll keep her moaning in bed. Happy Queen, happy life, right? We all win.”

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #9 on: Aug 23, 17, 03:34:55 PM »
Warren had started to gather what he needed for the marinade, intending to listen as he got it started. He wasn't one to waste time, after all, and he was a good multitasker. However, as the other male started to speak his hands slowed, then stopped, setting the oil down on the counter before he poured it into the bowl - his attention quickly too distracted to be able to measure aptly.

To his credit, he did a good job at not looking nervous - though the easy joy that had a moment ago filled the atmosphere around him was now swiftly dissipating, his expression closing to something a bit harder, something a bit colder.

"They thought you were a smuggler?" His opinion on the matter was unreadable, mostly because he himself wasn't sure how he felt about the shady people ferreting light-Jeweled men and women out of Glacia. Some, he was sure, were doing it altruistically. It wasn't Glacia they were opposed to, it was the light Jeweled they wished to protect, and Warren knew first hand that his beloved homeland just wasn't... safe. Whether they deserved it or not, whether they were less or different or cursed or whatever the situation may be - they still deserved to be... safe, and they weren't. He was smart enough not to vocalize this opinions, of course.

On the other hand, there were also those out there who were taking advantage of the fear. People out there who were promising to take the light-Jeweled out, take them somewhere safe, when in actuality they were robbing them of all they had in "fees" for the escape and then turning around and selling them to black market slave-traders from Darkness knows where. Warren had heard the horror stories, he didn't know anyone who hadn't.

He had still contemplated the risk.

Clearing his throat, he licked his lips and turned back to the counter, his hands moving by rote to measure out the oil he needed then portion in the herbs for flavoring. "So you're okay with the bond now?" he asked, his tone still light, still curious, his mind carefully hurrying to compartmentalize the implication that they were all just here to be used in whatever way their Queen saw fit. Jakob to fill the heat between her legs and Warren to sate her more literal appetite. He didn't want to think that Miina, that his Miina, his Queen, was like so many other dark-Jeweled he had met. He didn't want to believe that she saw them that way, not just the light-Jeweled but people in general, as things. Mother Night had bonded them for a reason, and it wasn't... couldn't be that.

His mind had gotten away from him, it showed in his shoulders, in the tightness in his spine. The next sound of Jakob's voice had him almost jolting and he quickly shoved the rest of that path into it's little dark lockbox in the corner of his mind to obsess over later. Hopefully, he'd be far too busy for that to be anytime soon.

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #10 on: Sep 06, 17, 01:58:28 PM »
Jakob didn’t notice Warren’s shift in posture and he missed the nervous tone to his question. “Yeah, they thought I was a Smuggler,” the other male said, picking out where next to bite on his apple.

The apple made a satisfying crunch under his teeth. The next few bites went without a word, just the crunch of fruit, until Warren asked,  "So you're okay with the bond now?"

Jakob shrugged one shoulder nonchalantly. “Mostly. Guess so. I mean, what the fuck am I going to do about it?” he asked Warren. Then, posing like he was a customer at a store, he said, “Excuse me, Darkness, I’d like a fucking refund on this Bond. It’s defective.” The acting went away and he leaned back against the counter once more, taking another bite. “Can’t do shit about it so I gotta be okay with it. I mean...it ain’t that bad of a deal. Have you seen her ass?” He grinned toothily at Warren and then remembered that Warren was into dudes. “Guess that doesn’t turn you on like it does me,” he conceded, going back to his apple.

But he noticed that Warren had gotten increasingly more quiet, more withdrawn from the conversation. He gave the kid a moment to speak up, ask another question, something. The kid just kept measuring out shit but he wasn’t seeing a damn thing. Mind drifting. Yeah, Jakob could see it in his eyes. The kid was thinking about something. “Must be one hell of a complex recipe for you to go all quiet,” Jakob said, and when Warren startled, the Warlord Prince cocked his head to the side in confusion. “The fuck’s got you so skittish? Herbs don’t bite.” He didn’t go back to eating his apple -- he just watched Warren, trying to figure out what had gotten the kid so on guard from such a simple conversation. Did the shrimp hate Smugglers? Or maybe he was having doubts about this whole Bond shit? Well, that was normal. Or so Jakob guessed. Normal since he did the same thing, how about that? Yeah, that sounded right. "You second-guessing this shit now?" he asked.

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #11 on: Sep 20, 17, 01:17:33 PM »
"Wh-what? No!" He chuckled. The sound was only a little bit nervous and he quickly cleared his throat to rid it of any lingering evidence of doubt or uncertainty. "No, I'm fine. My mind just got away from me is all, really." He flashed a smile over at him, sweet with an edge of flirt, before he cast about for the long narrow wooden spoon he needed to begin stirring.

"And just because I'm more keen on the male persuasion doesn't mean I can't recognize a nice ass when I see one," he added with a chuckle. "Or beauty in general. I can appreciate females without wanting to go anywhere near their nethers." What he wanted to say was 'Ewww vagina' but he figured that would probably offend the Prince here and he wasn't keen on doing that. Both because he was a Warlord Prince who was darker in rank, and also because he would like to come out of this with them being friends if at all possible. They were two very different people, but they both liked sex and they both liked Miina, and they were both very light-Jeweled in a sea of hungry darkness and he would feel better if he had an ally that was closer to his level. Especially an ally that seemed content with his lot. Well, content at the moment anyway.

"So how long have you been with the court?" he asked pleasantly, skipping them onto the next point of conversation and away from the one he wasn't entirely sure he'd just answered honestly. "I haven't had the chance to meet or talk with many people yet. Just some of the other staff, the Lady, and Prince Raj."

He kept his hands busy as he talked, mixing and pouring, then moving around to shuffle ingredients and pans, mess with the oven, and peruse what he had by way of decorating and sculpting tools for bread and pastries. 

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #12 on: Oct 05, 17, 01:47:21 PM »
Jakob watched the new kid recover from being caught anxious and try to hide it poorly. He let it slide for this time. Kid was probably just overwhelmed or some shit. "And just because I'm more keen on the male persuasion doesn't mean I can't recognize a nice ass when I see one," the new chef said.

Yeah right, Jakob thought. There was a huge difference between the attractiveness of a dude’s ass versus the attractiveness of a woman’s. Jakob didn’t think this kid realized that.

"So how long have you been with the court? I haven't had the chance to meet or talk with many people yet. Just some of the other staff, the Lady, and Prince Raj," the kid Warren asked.

Jakob shrugged one shoulder nonchalantly again. “Not long. Few weeks, I think.” Fuck if he was keeping track. “Staff’s nice. Most of the time.” Some didn’t like him being around because he was crude and blunt. Others...well...they liked him being around because of that crass charm. But since he was still keen on warming Miina’s bed and not really looking elsewhere, he didn’t encourage those girls just yet. Maybe later.

“Raj is Raj,” he said, biting in the apple again. “Miina picked him up just a week or two before me I think. He ain’t from here. Some little bitch Queen decided that keeping him on the electric end of the collar would be fun. Rumor has it that Miina tossed the bitch and her Jewels out into the cold.” That was the eloquent way of putting it. The truth was that Miina had broken -- full on fucking broken -- the Queen for abusing a Red Jeweled Warlord Prince like that.

But let the kid think that their Queen was soft and fluffy for a little bit longer before he learned she had teeth of her own.

“At least you’ve got more of a job than I do,” Jakob remarked. “I’m just her errands boy for now, ‘til she figures out what to do with me. Don’t take me to those prissy little meetings with aristos.  I’ll scare them off.” He grinned toothily. “What about you, kid? You like parties and that sort of shit? Rubbing elbows with VIPs?” Seemed like he would. At least the Darkness had stuck him with a Queen that liked to drink. If he was the only fun fuck around here, he might as well pack up and leave.

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Re: Canis Minor
« Reply #13 on: Oct 12, 17, 01:00:22 PM »
Warren listened as he worked, putting together what seemed to be the construction and relationships of the people closest to his Queen. Well, the people mystically closest. Or with the greatest potential for intimacy perhaps was the better way of looking at it. It sounded like Lady Miina had only recently acquired all of them. Prince Jakob only a few weeks ago and Prince Raj just a little bit before that. He had to wonder if that was the usual way of things, that a Queen would gather groups of her heart males in short periods of time. Or perhaps Mother Night just had a plan here. That one of the other males was a Rose Warlord Prince was something of an encouragement to Warren - because if it was more than just him than maybe that meant things were going to be changing for the better. He tried very hard not to think about the state of Glacia, about where it was going. About the collars more and more of the light Jeweled were forced to wear.

He licked his lips and swallowed, moving on to the next step of his recipe.

'Some little bitch Queen decided that keeping him on the electric end of the collar would be fun. Rumor has it that Miina tossed the bitch and her Jewels out into the cold.' Warren had to shudder, and he resisted the urge to touch his neck - remembering all too well what it was like to be under an unforgiving hand with a band of metal around his throat.

"I'm surprised anyone was able to collar him at all. Red or not." He tried to make it lightly said, even adding a shrug. He really couldn't imaging Prince Raj being subdued like that. It had to have been enraging, humiliating. If it was for him it had to have been for a Red Warlord Prince who likely never even considered that such a thing would ever have been done to him.

He rolled his shoulders, forcing out the tension, and flashed Jakob another sweet little grin. "I dunno, I think I'd like to see what happened with you at a fancy party." There it was, his usual flirt and sass. A bit of mischief and a bit of sex always playing on the curve of his lips and the light in his eyes. He winked, then returned his attention to his recipe with a nod to Jakob's question. "Mhm. I like parties. I love being around people. Rubbing elbows and other things." Another grin over his shoulder before he moved on to start marinading the chicken.

 

 

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