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Post by SELOUMIERRE COLONNELLO D.Z.V. on Mar 12, 2010 10:30:05 GMT -5
    "The QUEEN of Hearts
Who made some tarts
Washed them off away!~
Off their heads I say!"It was the middle of a certain class in Stella Fiore Academy. There were mentors and teachers with ladies accompanied by the butlers. Providing that Colonnello herself should have been a lady for a start, she just denied it since she has to wear that clothes. A dress and that short skirt. It is completely annoying. Plus she was involved in a serious matter of Mafia business. Her family is extended formerly in Germany, Japan and in Italy while she works undercover. But because she was a young boss herself and not to mention, a student with that profession, she has the right to study, which makes her a lot uttered towards people. She likes studying and the kind, but it doubts her so much whenever she would see ladies with parents or other civilian around the Academy with their loved ones. Nello was alone ever since her parents died and she was left the heiress, and adding that was her cruel past...
But that was like several years ago. She is now a civilian student under fourth year despite her young age. She is a bright student but one who is reckless and a rule breaker herself. She thinks of people as mere pawns of her chess piece, unless if she thinks that the person is part of her business or affiliate. She is the protectorate amongst them governing their protection, and several of them are ladies under the Academy itself, not to mention her right hand man is a Class F butler, and her dear cousin an Academy Guard. It was not just the business that she is there for, but because she wanted to start a new life, though she was raised as a brunette or a typical gentleman. She is not willing to change that at all, because she likes it very much.
While she thinks deeply but not noticeable towards others, the brunette strolled her red devil boots around the ballroom. Ah, the ballroom, it's such a beautiful display in her eyes, specially that it is inside the Academy. Her red crimson eyes dazzled with excitement and her look seemingly paving on the large cemented and tiled floor. It was elegant display, a fine work of art indeed. She smiles as she sees that no one's there, and hums for minutes while she recalls of the several tales she can read on the large novel and the books. Those were her best friends, since she falls completely on the fiction rather than the reality. An accompaniment of insanity she was.
Since the silence of the room enveloped the area and no one was present there, Nello dances with her own moves, which were feminine despite her irregular acting. She just hides her true nature of being female and would always present her as a male, nothing new about that. She has been humming while she would recall all of those steps that the mentors taught her, and she glides her feet gracefully beyond the looks. She was not catching attention, but that just came out of a sudden in her flickers. Her boots were silently creating or producing thumping sounds, while she hums secretly, fearing that someone might hear her."mhm Hm~..." [/i][/color] *Pippin (Lelouch, lol whut? xD)*MUSIC: *Lakeside Live in Okinawa*MUSE: *semi-mehish*WEARING: *monochromatic Red Male School uniform*OTHER: *<3 ho ho ho finally made it, sorry for the wait xD*MOOD: *insanely thinking of what you are in my chessboard Happy ^w^*[/ul] ☔The Queen Song Kicker!♔❣ [/font] "Seem to play around..." - - Roll the CREDITS!~[/color] Quackit.com. The images belongs to Gan-Gan Setai(Nello). Hosted by Tinypic.com. For the character Seloumierre Colonnello Di Zi Vamschier. Other characters includes Licorice and Redelentte Blackheart. Cookie Monster Player gotten from Fuukasite. Face claim of thy character in use for this moment is Tamaki Kousaka of ToHeart2.[/size][/font][/ul][/blockquote][/right] |
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Post by NICODÈME CORBIN DEVEREAUX on Mar 12, 2010 21:32:52 GMT -5
cause this is the real thing [/i][/color] ,[/size] love changes everything *[/font]
( THIS IS THE NIGHT WHEN EVERY HEART'S EXPLODING! )
 [/center] Today had been a surprisingly relaxing day for Nicodéme. Normally he was running about, attending to Ladies or performing regular butler duties. However, today had been relatively low key. He had served some cakes in the lounge and helped a few of the younger ladies with their school tasks, but he had yet to do any serious work. Currently, he was heading towards the ballroom, carrying what looked like small vase with several daffodils inside. The flowers in the school were changed almost every other day to ensure that the Ladies would always have something sweet to smell. The type of flowers always varied according to the season and what the overall mood of the school was. Today it was daffodils, one of the earliest bloomers and the flowers that signaled that spring was coming. Nick had always loved these types of flowers. Tulips were cute and roses were romantic, but daffodils with their cheery yellow colour had a special meaning. They signaled a time when the cold, long nights of winter were ending and the warmth and gaiety of spring and summer were here.
Nick was walking very carefully as he made his way towards the ballroom. Like all the decorations at this school, the vase was very expensive. Even a tiny crack in it could mean the end of his career as a butler to the Ladies (or at least, a giant debt for his parents). Besides, Nick could not afford to make any mistakes as the lowest class of butler. He had not even been assigned to a Lady yet. As the boy approached the entrance to the ballroom, he could hear the faint sound of someone humming. It was quite obviously the voice of a girl, which meant that the singer was definitely a lady. Nick hesitated for a second, wondering if he should go in. He knew that disturbing the Lady might embarrass her, but he also had a duty to perform.
Lightly stepping into the ballroom, Nick glanced around to find the source of a humming. It came from a brunette who was singing to herself and dancing around. She looked a little older than Nick, and the boy guessed she was probably one of the upperclassmen. The young butler couldn’t help but smirk as he watched the girl. The Ladies at this school were always so perfectly poised and prim. It was amusing to see what one of them would do when she was alone. It was almost like Nick had a secret little window into the life of this particular Lady.
Realizing he couldn’t stand around and watch her forever (since that made him feel like a voyeur), he cleared his through a little to catch the other’s attention. “Excuse me, my lady,”
[/b] he started in low tones. “I’m sorry to disturb you, but I hope you don’t mind me arranging these vases in the ballroom. It’s my duty as a butler to make sure you always have fresh-smelling flowers.” Nick was observing the girl now, trying to figure out if he already knew her. He somewhat recognized her face, as a Lady he might have seen around school, but other than that decided that this was their first time meeting. [/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/font][/size] * Nello TAG
* 597 WORD COUNT
* justlikefalling @ caution 2.0! TEMPLATE CREDIT
* real thing, boys like girls! LYRICS
* Aww, s'okay. :3NOTES
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Post by SELOUMIERRE COLONNELLO D.Z.V. on Mar 13, 2010 4:15:46 GMT -5
"The QUEEN of Hearts
Who made some tarts
Washed them off away!~
Off their heads I say!" Nello could not help but draw herself to the beautiful tune that she had heard earlier. She was pretty attracted to it, specially when the violin will play it. The sound was so nostalgic that it can wash her worries away, and now that no one is playing that magnificent notes, she sings in acapela without the sound and only her voice. She rarely sings in the Academy, because she is sticking in her original yet rash attitude, as thoughts that she was raised as a gentleman, not a lady or a woman. Sometimes she is just curious on how these ladies will learn a lot, for a civilian like her who rejected the offer. The reasons were confidential and kept to herself, only that her cousin and her right hand man knows. Somehow it will give her slight rejection, every time she recalls. The sound that she remembers with the violin's music awhile ago is one of her favorites. Starting from the first lines ending to the last, the brunette wanted to hum more.
"My fair la--" The last lines she says and then she stops. The presence of a young man in front of her made her, with slight red streaks of bushes on her face. Suddenly she feels blank and empty, while she recalls what she has been doing. Heeeee!? Did he heard me!?!. Nello's face turned a lot red of embarrassment. No one really heard her voice, that is, when used in singing. That's because people think of her as a hooker, or a kicker, where she displays herself to be more of masculine type than of linear finesse and feminine. She wanted to avert a gaze towards this young man, whom she thinks is familiar. She had been on that academy for at least three years, and she observes things more often. She places her pointer finger in her red lips for a moment as she bows her head, slightly tilting away from the butler.This is embarrassing, stupid me, why did I drew myself to that music? Ack, nostalgia, I am quite attracted.... Other than that, Nello wanted to remain speechless locking herself in the small though.
She simply can't. For reasons that this man looks very innocent and kind, gentle and respectful, she cannot just wing him away or even get a terrible kick on his face for hearing. Besides, he seems to be trusted and all, why will she do something reckless providing the violence? She blinked her eyes for a moment hearing his simple words. It was quite surprising that he called her 'my lady'. Oh. My Lady? Isn't those only addressed to people who are ladies, not ordinary students or civilians like her? That's what she's used to, since it was some sort of greeting towards the upper class. Even though she was an upper class she does not belong to them. Placing her thoughts for a bit walking that thread away, she smiles simple towards the guy, even if her nervousness is clinging on her fair hands. She feels so stupid letting anyone specially someone she does not know, that she has a thing for music, and that she does sing though the others knows hardly that she does not. Nello was just appalled having two thoughts at one situation, wanting herself to scratch her head for minutes.
"O..Oh the flowers? Oh yes, yes, do.. I mean do your job... I.. I'm sorry I did not noticed someone here..." She gives that simple smile once more with a pink approach because of her being stupid. Or maybe she was just on his way? Certainly the butlers are doing their job quite well for the Academy, and she notes them very much. As a keen observer, she could even tell that they were good at almost anything provident for service, and the thing is, butlers really serve their ladies, and respect them at all costs. Just recalling that simple matter makes her glad, comparing to her status, which is a rough world towards a simple road. She looks back at the butler without the sign that she was annoyed because he came, but because she was glad that it stopped for a sudden. If she continued more, someone might see her, and that is not good."Well, it's also good that you're doing a great job as a butler around here, though I hardly recognized you, sir. Perhaps you're new around? That's great.", she chuckles a bit more as she noticed the flowers.
"You're putting Daffodils right?, Good choice, though I prefer roses better...they're simply the color of complete addiction..." Nello smiles another towards him, at least, she holds her embarrassing act backwards. [/i][/color] *Pippin (er lelouch xD)*MUSIC: *none*MUSE: *mehish*WEARING: *same*OTHER: *xD hurray this one's a lot longer xD <3*MOOD: *happy ^^*[/ul] ☔The Queen Song Kicker!♔❣ [/font] "Seem to play around..." - - Roll the CREDITS!~[/color] Quackit.com. The images belongs to Gan-Gan Setai(Nello). Hosted by Tinypic.com. For the character Seloumierre Colonnello Di Zi Vamschier. Other characters includes Licorice and Redelentte Blackheart. Cookie Monster Player gotten from Fuukasite. Face claim of thy character in use for this moment is Tamaki Kousaka of ToHeart2.[/size][/font][/ul][/blockquote][/right] |
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Post by NICODÈME CORBIN DEVEREAUX on Mar 13, 2010 17:58:23 GMT -5
cause this is the real thing [/i][/color] ,[/size] love changes everything *[/font]
( THIS IS THE NIGHT WHEN EVERY HEART'S EXPLODING! )
[/center] Nick couldn’t help by let out a small chuckle at the sight of the girl’s blush. She had seemed to come to a sudden stop as soon as he had spoken; she had obviously been more ‘out of it’ than he had first realized. He took a few steps into the ballroom, making sure to keep his perfect butler-like poise. Now that he had a better view of the girl, he realized that she was not in fact a Lady at all. She was wearing a red uniform that was much different from the frilly dresses most of the Ladies at the school wore. Nick knew that not all the people at this school were upper-class Ladies, but he had gotten so used to addressing the girls here by that name that he never considered whether or not they might be normal students. Besides, he deemed that it was much more polite to call a girl ‘lady’ anyway. Even if she wasn’t part of the upper crust, Nick would have the same gentlemanly manner towards this girl that he always did.
“That’s perfectly alright; it’s my fault for intruding on you anyway,”
[/b] Nick answered her with a bright smile. He was actually a bit glad that she was not a Lady. A complaint from one them could mean the end of his time at this school. Sometimes, it felt as if the Ladies were godly, untouchable creatures and that the smallest strike against them could spell the end for a Butler. At least talking to a normal student, he could feel more comfortable. Plus he no longer had to be intensely formal as he had to with the rich girls. He walked over towards one of the large windows and set his vase down. That was an added plus to his day—he had managed to get his vase where it needed to be without it breaking apart. Once that was completed, he began the task of removing the old, withered flowers from their places. When the girl asked him if he was knew, Nick turned around and answered, “Yes, I’m still a Class A butler, just transferred here. I don’t even have my own lady yet.”[/b] He gave a sheepish grin, as if embarrassed by this fact. He knew it was not unlikely for a low class butler to not receive a Lady, but he still bad about not having one. After all, that’s what he was here for—to serve a lady and rise in ranks as a butler. But he supposed that it would be a while before he received someone to serve. Most new butlers had to prove they could handle doing menial tasks—such as the duties he carried out now—first, before they could be assigned to take care of an actual person. “Ah, roses are beautiful too. Very romantic flowers. But daffodils are so cheery, don’t you think? They just brighten up any room,”[/b] he responded to her second comment. Nick was one of those happy-go-lucky people who loved any sort of bright color. Yellow and orange were his favorites—to him, they represented the sun and a warm smile. White was another colour that he liked, though not as much because white lilies were the flowers of death. He really disliked dark, bland colours, though. They represented sadness and pain—two emotions that Nick did not like at all. Then again, he had never experienced real sadness in his life. The saddest event that had happened to him was when his kitten had gotten lost. Turning his attention back to the girl, he continued, “I think a rose would suit you beautifully, though. A deep red Black Magic, I think.”[/b] He was naming a type of rose that was known to produce very dark-coloured flowers. Nick was no botanist, but he had developed quite a repertoire of names for many different types of flowers. It was one of the things one came to learn as a butler. Nick suddenly realized that he had yet to ask who this person was. And he really couldn’t carry on a conversation with someone whose name he didn’t know. “And if you don’t mind me asking, what is your name? I am Nicodème, though feel free to call me Nick,”[/b] he said. [/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/font][/size] [/i][/size][/font][/right]
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Post by SELOUMIERRE COLONNELLO D.Z.V. on Mar 13, 2010 23:44:55 GMT -5
"The QUEEN of Hearts
Who made some tarts
Washed them off away!~
Off their heads I say!" She was smiling utterly in front of him, not removing the thing that she was still embarrassed. He was probably chuckling because he heard her, or more importantly, she blushed without noticing. She was blank for a moment, and thought of another sentence just to change the topic. And besides, butlers should only talk to their ladies unlike her whose just a normal civilian enrolled with a purpose in the Academy. She just cannot refrain on blushing or being red for it was normal. A single spec or an inch of her complete mess or what she calls as technical disaster will automatically make her flunk. It's funny though, for the others to notice that blushing is normal for her. But speaking of which, she does not care. What will bother her is her certain mistake.
She did not thought of him as someone whose intruding in her way,but more than she thanks him for doing that. Just like what she would say earlier, she cannot hold any more of her 'mistakes' and let others know what she is like whenever she is alone or in a certain mood. Nello shooked her head disagreeing with that as she points her fingers together in a childish manner."Uh yeah, I guess so, but I don't think it's your fault, it's mine.. So, I hope we can forget about that...". Yes, forget about that. She will keep that in mind. Guessing certain things through observation, Nello could tell that he was quite odd if something he did was wrong enough. But she does not mind for she was not a lady, and more importantly, she respects those who are loyal enough for them. She gives another warm smile afterwards, telling him it's alright and it does not really matter.
Oh, so he is new. Her smile did not fade hearing that, for she was still eying on him despite of her locked thoughts focused on her humiliation."Oh! Then it's really great!" Now Nello felt a lot comfortable, since he was new. And she was not in certain trouble. Other butlers recognizes her ways and tells tutors about her calming, and that is not a good fact for her. Rather than that, she will get stuck on a ruckus with the higher class and the mentors. Now that's what she hates. She pauses a bit when she hears his last words. No lady? Really? She thinks a bit for a moment. Aren't first time butlers suppose to be taking care of first time second years? . She flustered a bit but did not give that doubting look. Instead she just gave a warm approach towards him."Hey, having a lady takes time, you know. I don't care if you're just a transferee but as long as you can prove yourself worthy to have a lady, you'll soon have. Now don't give that approach." She wanted to pat his back but it will seem rude if she did.
She nods approving that roses are indeed romantic. That is what she read on the books and novels, and at the same time, those flowers were ones that were always given to her in the mafia. Indeed roses are very beautiful and good, not to mention it was red. Oh red, she loves that. "Yup." Nello blinked for a moment after hearing those flowers next to roses. Daffodils are not her certain type but its yellow color gives them really the sunny and cheery approach. Sure thing ladies liked those."Daffodils you say? Well yes, the ladies like that sunny color and that cheery some thing that they have, but I don't know why it does bother me, hmmn, ah anyway, they give the people things." Those cheery smiles, those delicate chatter, and that bright thoughts. Nello cannot relate herself towards those people, probably the reason why she thinks Daffodils bother her. She just doesn't want seeing much 'bright' things for she was one who is certainly on a dark mendelieve.
The brunette gave another uttered look. Roses suit her, it's a common sentence heard but she is curious on why people thinks of that as truant aside from being a red girl herself."Uh really? I guess so, but how come?" Her face prevented from blushing thinking that is one praise, after all. And while waiting for a specific answer, the brunette smiles with dismay after knowing his name. It will be rude if she did not told hers, right? "Ah, my name... is Seloumierre Colonnello Di Zi Vamschier. But please call me Nello or Colonnello instead, but never Seloumierre..." Never did she want anyone to call her by that name anymore since it reminds her of the treaded past she has. [/i][/color] *Pippin (er Lelouch or Nico)*MUSIC: *NONE*MUSE: *high*WEARING: *same*OTHER: *<3*MOOD: *happy*[/ul] ☔The Queen Song Kicker!♔❣ [/font] "Seem to play around..." - - Roll the CREDITS!~[/color] Quackit.com. The images belongs to Gan-Gan Setai(Nello). Hosted by Tinypic.com. For the character Seloumierre Colonnello Di Zi Vamschier. Other characters includes Licorice and Redelentte Blackheart. Cookie Monster Player gotten from Fuukasite. Face claim of thy character in use for this moment is Tamaki Kousaka of ToHeart2.[/size][/font][/ul][/blockquote][/right] |
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