Post by Ambrosia Dahak on Jul 23, 2010 13:56:41 GMT -5
(07/23/10 11:25:02 )
|:Fruit of the Gods:|
|:Ambroshia Dahak
|Mate to Randal|
|"Love the way I taste"|
|Chaos Master|
...Club Platinum...
Is within the strip club.
Says to ALL
: It was not the first time she had been into this particular club n the last couple days. This time however unlike her normal attire she was in somewhat of an expensive buisness suit. The skirt however came a little higher up on her thighs then would have been even allowed in most places... as the manager approached her and and she passed him compleatly as he muttered something about an apology. Frankly she didn't give a damn if he was sorry or not. She looked back over everything as the white skirt clung to her thighgs like a second skin, and underneath the blazer she wore, there was nothing but a rather seggestive top barely covering the modesty she needed with an occasional peek. She moved through the building assesing it and its design. It was a good thing we were going to have a good amount of funding. To afford what she was going to have to do to this place. She moved into the manager's office as she placed her for arms on the desk by the computer and everything on the desk somehow managed to get pulled off the desk and slammed against the side wall, leaving the desk bare save for the computer. "This office is now mine. And untill ferther notice you can be using the closet for you own untill the new plans for the building are made." she said decidedly. As she sat back in the chair, the Manager having been following her back to the office, though his wimpy mortal cowardice kept him from starting a fight. Not that he had any chance to win, but more so he didn't feel like losing his life over such a petty thing. He started to clean up the papers, clearly accepting his fate.. "Serve my family and I well.. and you will be rewarded." She said with a subtle tone... as though frankly it didn't matter to her if the manager was an friend, or foe.. she would dispose of either should they prove themselves unworthy to serve the children of Dahak.
(07/23/10 11:48:58 )
|:Fruit of the Gods:|
|:Ambroshia Dahak
|Mate to Randal|
|"Love the way I taste"|
|Chaos Master|
...Club Platinum...
Is within the strip club.
Says to ALL
: The Manager gathered his things as she smiled letting the door close behind him. Rising from the chair as she looked around... Material things were not enough to make this office acceptable. Moving to loom over the desk. Her energys seem to come as will as she let them surround her... as she smiled gently loving the feeling of the way the energy bowed to her will.. Dahak would have ultimate control.. and she would see to this. Buying out the club was only the first step. Her right hand slowly came up from her side laying her hand acrossed the desk, holding her hand lazilly over the desk as the energy around her fingertips began to give off a gentle white glow.. and then as if from the glow beyond where you could see the light, it became liquid on her fingers, and a drop as if like a delicate dewdrop formed at the end of her long nail... and delicately it dropped in a single white glow like a teardrop (Seed of Chaos). The moment the glow of white hit the desk the seed was planted and it vanished into the desk as though the desk had absorbed it.. and she smiled turning back torwards the door... her Office would be ready tomorrow when she returned.. untill then she was going to leave it to the manager for the moment. She turned off the light and closed the door... it locked by itself behind her as she moved back torwards the main area of the club confidence in her step as she moved by the manager. She would work up the way she wanted things to be with Randal to ensure its efficiency.
|:Fruit of the Gods:|
|:Ambroshia Dahak
|Mate to Randal|
|"Love the way I taste"|
|Chaos Master|
...Club Platinum...
Is within the strip club.
Says to ALL
: It was not the first time she had been into this particular club n the last couple days. This time however unlike her normal attire she was in somewhat of an expensive buisness suit. The skirt however came a little higher up on her thighs then would have been even allowed in most places... as the manager approached her and and she passed him compleatly as he muttered something about an apology. Frankly she didn't give a damn if he was sorry or not. She looked back over everything as the white skirt clung to her thighgs like a second skin, and underneath the blazer she wore, there was nothing but a rather seggestive top barely covering the modesty she needed with an occasional peek. She moved through the building assesing it and its design. It was a good thing we were going to have a good amount of funding. To afford what she was going to have to do to this place. She moved into the manager's office as she placed her for arms on the desk by the computer and everything on the desk somehow managed to get pulled off the desk and slammed against the side wall, leaving the desk bare save for the computer. "This office is now mine. And untill ferther notice you can be using the closet for you own untill the new plans for the building are made." she said decidedly. As she sat back in the chair, the Manager having been following her back to the office, though his wimpy mortal cowardice kept him from starting a fight. Not that he had any chance to win, but more so he didn't feel like losing his life over such a petty thing. He started to clean up the papers, clearly accepting his fate.. "Serve my family and I well.. and you will be rewarded." She said with a subtle tone... as though frankly it didn't matter to her if the manager was an friend, or foe.. she would dispose of either should they prove themselves unworthy to serve the children of Dahak.
(07/23/10 11:48:58 )
|:Fruit of the Gods:|
|:Ambroshia Dahak
|Mate to Randal|
|"Love the way I taste"|
|Chaos Master|
...Club Platinum...
Is within the strip club.
Says to ALL
: The Manager gathered his things as she smiled letting the door close behind him. Rising from the chair as she looked around... Material things were not enough to make this office acceptable. Moving to loom over the desk. Her energys seem to come as will as she let them surround her... as she smiled gently loving the feeling of the way the energy bowed to her will.. Dahak would have ultimate control.. and she would see to this. Buying out the club was only the first step. Her right hand slowly came up from her side laying her hand acrossed the desk, holding her hand lazilly over the desk as the energy around her fingertips began to give off a gentle white glow.. and then as if from the glow beyond where you could see the light, it became liquid on her fingers, and a drop as if like a delicate dewdrop formed at the end of her long nail... and delicately it dropped in a single white glow like a teardrop (Seed of Chaos). The moment the glow of white hit the desk the seed was planted and it vanished into the desk as though the desk had absorbed it.. and she smiled turning back torwards the door... her Office would be ready tomorrow when she returned.. untill then she was going to leave it to the manager for the moment. She turned off the light and closed the door... it locked by itself behind her as she moved back torwards the main area of the club confidence in her step as she moved by the manager. She would work up the way she wanted things to be with Randal to ensure its efficiency.