Make No Promises (Open/Mod)

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/gwenposttable1-1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 325][atrb=style,border:0 darkcyan none,b,Table][scrolly:h(255),w(225),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:30px;margin-left:16px;)]The air was somewhat decent for the northern town of Glacial Village. Summer was upon the land, and there was quite a lot more light during the day because. That was why, even though it was eight at night, the sun was still out and shining like there was no tomorrow. Gwen both loved and hated this time of year.....Gwendoline Raymont yawned as she walked out of the store she had just previously been in now carrying a large grocery bag over her right shoulder and almost looking a tad off balance because of it. Within said grocery bag was quite a variety of different foods that she was stocking up on for the next week at the Malone mansion, and though it weighed a freakin' ton, Gwen refused to show it in any manner via expression. Man, I gotta learn not ta buy only once a week. Dis is killin' me! Gwen's thoughts roamed a little before she shook her head and simply started walking down the street. Had she thought of it, Gwen would probably have had one of her pokemon carry the bag, but, of course, she hadn't and instead was still mentally complaining about it as she walked. [/scrolly]

[KARP KARP!]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/trayposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 gold none,b,Table][scrolly:h(225),w(265),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:63px;margin-left:231px;)]Tray walked next to Gwen, not carrying any bags, or doing any of the work. He was just there because...for one he was bored, and two....he just wanted to. End of story. Though Tray Malone would never do anything like carry a bag, he did have a better idea for Gwen. "Let me take care of that for you, Gwen." Then, he called out Vera, his Leucistic Beartic. "Vera, carry that bag," he said, causing the Ice-bear to blink. Sighing, she took the bag in her paw and walked with the humans. [/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/gwenposttable1-1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 325][atrb=style,border:0 darkcyan none,b,Table][scrolly:h(255),w(225),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:30px;margin-left:16px;)]Though at first she was a tad reluctant to give up the bag feeling that she was somehow degading her job, the teal haired woman simply sighed a bit and handed over the bag after a moment or two. "Thankya mastah Tray," she managed to half smile bowing a bit before continuing to walk again. "Ya know mastah ya didn't haf'ta come wit' me," Gwen half smiled. Still... she was happy to have him there without the other servants, heh. [/scrolly]

[KARP KARP!]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/trayposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 gold none,b,Table][scrolly:h(225),w(265),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:63px;margin-left:231px;)]Tray gave a smile. "No, no. I wanted to," he said softly. "Besides, it's a slow day; nothing else to do, really." Okay, so the main reason Tray went with her was because he heard a dirty little rumor about a bunch of commotion in the East. Tray, being the man that he was, didn't want to risk being away from his bodyguard for the time being. Of course, if the Northern Baron had his way, no one would find out that was his true reason. [/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/gwenposttable1-1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 325][atrb=style,border:0 darkcyan none,b,Table][scrolly:h(255),w(225),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:30px;margin-left:16px;)]Gwen raised her eyebrow just a little before finally shrugging her shoulders slowly. "Not two slow," she answered back as her eyes slowly started to look around Glacial Village. A sudden almost teasing smirk came to Gwen's face. "You could be out holdin' a rally or somethin'," she joked before laughing rather easily and shaking her head before falling back into seriousness. "Them people down in deh East...." she muttered to herself more than to Tray. [/scrolly]

[KARP KARP!]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/trayposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 gold none,b,Table][scrolly:h(225),w(265),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:63px;margin-left:231px;)]"I could, maybe. But I don't want to right now." He smiled as those bluish-purple eyes seemed to sparkle a little. The man continued walking, trying to get his mind off of the East. Something like that couldn't happen to them. Felis was just experiencing more bad karma. That's all it was; bad things happening to bad people, right? "Right..." Tray muttered under his breath. "Something like that can't happen to me; the East was just bad things happening to bad people..." [/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/gwenposttable1-1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 325][atrb=style,border:0 darkcyan none,b,Table][scrolly:h(255),w(225),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:30px;margin-left:16px;)]Bad people? Gwen didn't stop walkig, but her yellow eyes seemed to shift sideways and regard Tray rather calmly for a moment as she thought over his words. However, after that, they settled back forwards again easily enough. "You'll be ok, sah, don't worry 'bout a thin'," she smiled rather easily. [/scrolly]

[KARP KARP!]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/trayposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 gold none,b,Table][scrolly:h(225),w(265),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:63px;margin-left:231px;)]Tray chuckled softly, his voice steady despite the sudden fear he felt thinking about what happened in the East. But that fear was calmed again by telling himself it was because of what Felis and his family had done to Tray's own family. That had to be it, right? "Of course I have nothing to worry about. I do have the best bodyguard I could hope for," he finally replied, sliding a little closer to her. Vera grumbled a bit. Oh sure...the human with the gun was a better bodyguard than a bear... [/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/gwenposttable1-1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 325][atrb=style,border:0 darkcyan none,b,Table][scrolly:h(255),w(225),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:30px;margin-left:16px;)]Gwen could only chuckle a bit to herself feeling the general confidence boost that came with general pleasing words. However, the bear's sound didn't quite make her feel as great as she wanted to. Meh. She'd prove she was better by taking down any opponent that came at the master. End of story. However, that happened to bring up a different thought in Gwen's mind, and she stopped walking after a moment. "Sah, I jus' remembered. There's a letter for you back at the mansion about them' summer festival," she stated after a moment. How in the world one connected being a body guard to the summer festival was questionable at best, yet Gwen had managed it. [/scrolly]

[KARP KARP!]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/trayposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 gold none,b,Table][scrolly:h(225),w(265),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:63px;margin-left:231px;)]The Baron stopped and blinked at mention of a letter. "A letter? Hm. I'll see to it as soon as we get back to the mansion," he replied. Deep down, the man hoped it was nothing of any real importance. For him, it was just one of those days where he wanted to laze around the house with Gwen--and maybe another of his more...fanatical servants hanging all over him. [/scrolly]

[Lady Leaf]

Athrun, though not carrying too much today, had been left behind Tray. He had left the Malone manor with Tray in hopes that today he would have the noble to himself during the man’s desire to randomly go out exploring for the day. However, while Athrun was trying his best to gather every essential Tray may have needed, (lunch, blanket, extra coat, snakes, socks, etc…) the noble had left. Without him. It was ok. Athrun didn’t mind being left behind. It happened often enough. He just hoped to Acreus that Tray didn’t need anything until he had caught up.

Athrun indeed did catch up, but his discovery of who Tray had run into during his absence didn’t please the young servant. That no good, brain dead… no, no, it was ok. He could share his time with Tray as long as Tray was satisfied. It was all that mattered anyway. So, without a word, Athrun made his way to Tray’s side, his bright opal pupils glued to Gwen. He didn’t want to interrupt his master even if all he was doing was talking to the body guard. It was better to stay quiet, speaking only when spoken to. Or, so he thought until he heard about the letter. “I- I set it in the study by your envelope open sire.” He claimed, in a very soft, timid voice. Only after he spoke did he realize he had butted into a conversation that was not his own. He sucked in a quick gasp as he realized what he had done, and held it in. It was ok. He was only informing his master. That was all.

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/gwenposttable1-1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 325][atrb=style,border:0 darkcyan none,b,Table][scrolly:h(255),w(225),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:30px;margin-left:16px;)]Gwen had been about to answer back about maybe it getting misplaced or something when Athrun chimed in causing the teal haired dark woman to look sideways and stare at the servant boy. "Boy," she started rolling her eyes just a tad before finally shrugging her shoulders gently. "Ah well. 'Is 'bout the Summer Festival and somethi' like an i'vite," she explained in her general thick accent. [/scrolly]

[KARP KARP!]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/trayposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 gold none,b,Table][scrolly:h(225),w(265),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:63px;margin-left:231px;)]Tray blinked when his other servant met them. What was his name, again? Antoine? Anthony? Arthur. Or something. The Baron nodded his head. "Alright then." Tray said nothing more, throwing one arm around Gwen, and the other around Athrun. "I shall see to it once we get to the mansion." Though the boy's awkwardness made Tray kind of raise an eyebrow, he guessed he should be used to it by now. [/scrolly]

[Lady Leaf]

Athrun instantly looked to the ground when the woman called out ‘Boy’ and rolled her eyes at him. He said nothing in return to it, but did look a little panicked still. That was, until his master wrapped an arm around his shoulder. It caused his cheeks to turn an instant read as his blue eyes looked up at the blond haired man. It caused butterflies to build in his tummy. He knew very well that Tray probably had no feelings for him what so ever, but he still liked to dream about it.

“I- I can have an afternoon snack made up for you w-when we return, sire.” He suggested in a small, a rather nerves voice. A small smile sat in his face, hoping that Tray would agree to a snack when they returned. Then he could make something he knew his young master loved to eat. Perhaps he would even get praise for it! Surely that was more useful than body guard attached to Tray’s other arm.

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/gwenposttable1-1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 325][atrb=style,border:0 darkcyan none,b,Table][scrolly:h(255),w(225),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:30px;margin-left:16px;)]Upon seeing Athrun's slight- what would you even really call that expression anyways?- Gwen mentally sighed. Though she didn't like people disliking her, generally, there was something about the young servant that always did make her push past that and find herself willing to snap at him a bit too soon for reason. She couldn't place what exactly it was, either, and this only seemed to mildly frustrate her. Finding the arm on her shoulder, Gwen couldn't help but grin ear to ear. Ah, she loved that and wasn't going to hide it for anything. Th master was simply too good at changing thoughts. "Soun's good, mastah," she answered back before hearing Athrun's comment. Snack? It was a bit late for that wasn't it? Well... then again, it was the master's decision, really. [/scrolly]

[KARP KARP!]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/trayposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 gold none,b,Table][scrolly:h(225),w(265),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:63px;margin-left:231px;)]Tray smiled, loving the attention from his servants like this. "Hm...I'm really not hungry..." he mused as he continued walking, Vera still carrying the bags. Whether Tray didn't notice the exchange of looks between Gwen and Athrun, or just didn't care, was questionable. Likely, the noble didn't care what his servants thought of each other. After all, they were there for him. [/scrolly]

[Lady Leaf]

Athrun almost looked sad for a moment when Tray declined the offer for a snack, but he quickly cheered himself up despite the disappointment. “O-ok then” He replied, hiding the disappointment but unable to keep his nervousness out, “Well, I-I shall be by your side for anything you want sire. Just say the word.” After this offer, he allowed his eyes to drift to Gwen for a moment, a small frown on his face only a second before smiling and looking back up at his master. He was use to the man rarely paying attention or taking note of things he did for him, but it didn’t matter. He was still the one who got called on during the day or night to help the man with whatever he wanted, be that food, or something else. He was also most often the first person Tray saw in the morning, even if the man couldn’t remember his name… Still, these tiny things made Athrun feel… well superior to Gwen in a way. Though many things about Gwen made him feel… like dirt.

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/gwenposttable1-1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 325][atrb=style,border:0 darkcyan none,b,Table][scrolly:h(255),w(225),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:30px;margin-left:16px;)]Ah damn and there it was. With the decline of the snack of sorts, Gwen found herself craving a good old fashion whiskey bottle and a night on the town with the master. However, she knew well enough that the latter of the two options was probably only a dream and the prior of the two would only work outside of the manor and away from the men. "Boy, I'm thinkin' o' makin' some sweet desert," she finally announced as the thought of some prim and proper fire cake would hit the spot with that whiskey. [/scrolly]

[KARP KARP!]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/trayposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 gold none,b,Table][scrolly:h(225),w(265),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:63px;margin-left:231px;)]"Maybe later, Arthur," Tray replied. "I haven't been long eaten." Soon, the mansion appeared in the distance, and Tray relaxed against his servants. At Gwen's mention of dessert, Tray sort of brightened. "Cake after dinner?" he asked. It was really nothing personal; Tray was just a sucker for Gwen's cake. [/scrolly]

[Lady Leaf]

“I-it’s Athrun sire…” He corrected Tray in a very, very small voice as his blue eyes fell to the ground. After that he was silent as he walked. Even as the mention of cake was brought up. He was jealous. Tray had shot down the offer for a snack that Athrun had given but for Gwen… He seemed to have found his appetite. He felt it was unfair and even worse, he felt useless to do anything about it. He wasn’t the type to lash out on others, like Gwed, for getting more attention than him. Nor was he brave enough to stand up to Tray. Which is why, most often than not, Athrun found himself silently drifting around, doing all of the things Tray probably took for granted. He didn’t mind though. As long as his master was happy.