Kora was to caught up in her curiousity to realize that someone could enter at anytime. She continued to toy around with the armor. Kora had even considered trying it on, but even she knew that it would be too risky.

(Short post, sorry)

After walking down the hall for about two minutes, Mamoru had finally reached his room as he noticed how his door was still open just like he left it. So guessing that the door was still open he thought no one would be in there, but of course he was wrong. Originally he had heard the bell for breakfeast, though the thing was he didnt want to go downstairs for food wearing only his chained armor. It would've been a little..weird to him. Especially now that he was refreshed and could finally think straight rather than when he was tired and dull. Though once he had walked into his room, seeing the girl standing in his room staring and observing his armor, Mamoru's eyes widened up in shock. "What are you doing miss?" he asked curiousily, she was obviously one of those maids that the other girl had talked about considering what she was wearing; but why was she staring at his armor so much? or better yet why she still in his room? The floor was clean from the beginning and the bed wasn't even messed up. So what was she cleaning?

Sammy continued to eat the breakfast. If someone came there were other seats with food infront of it. So she didn't see this as a big deal. She smiled happily and continued to eat the delicious food. God it tasted so good.


(SO SHORT T_T)

Kora jumped when she heard him. She nervously turned around, unsure of what to say. "I-I'm sorry, sir. Please don't tell Ms. Larell." She begged, looking at the ground, and blushing. She silently began walking out, before stopping at the door. She opened her mouth like she was going to say something, before shaking her head and leaving.

Seeing her jump Mamoru stood still for another minute as he didnt say anything else. "Dont worry about it. Just go." he said with a serious frown on his face. He walked right toward his bed and looked at his armor for a moment seeing as how it had a few fingermarks on it. It was obvious that she must've touched his armor, not really that he cared. It wasnt damaged in any way, to be honest he wasnt going to tell 'Ms. Larell', whoever that was. When that girl had stopped at his doorway, Mamoru looked over curiousily wondering if she was going to say anything; though she just left without another word. What was that all about? he thought to himself shrugging the thought off and beginning to put his armor back on. Since he had just taken a bath in the hot springs, now putting on the dirty armor that he had been wearing for days, he only just realized how dirty it felt now from all the sweat. "Ugh...nasty." he said taking it right off and looking at the inside seeing how some of it was covered up with sweat stains; it obviously needed to be cleaned so he just kept it in his hands and brought it out of his room and back downstairs.
Once he had reached back into the main room, he noticed how the table was set up with a bunch of food and the same girl from before was sitting there eating. "Is there anywhere I can wash this?" he asked still holding onto the heavy armor in his hands which was starting to cause his arms to get tired.

Sammy looked up with a mouthfull of eggs in her mouth. She saw Mr.... What was his name again? He was handsome to her, but apparently he didn't like being called that. She stood up from where she sat. She doubted anyone would touch her food since half of it was gone already. She liked food, so what? Chewing and swallowing the last of the food, she walked over. sammy's walk consisted of three things. Grace and Sexiness and Laziness. She glided across the floor, her hips swishing ever so slightly, her feet clicking against the floor. She stopped infront of him with a smile and took it. It had taken years to perfect her walk, but now it was natural. She was glad there weren't any chairs or rugs left uneven that would trip her. She wasn't good at spotting those small little things, which tended to mean she tripped a lot. She held out her arms, hoping the armor wasn't that heavy. "I'll have Kora take care of that for you." She told him, nodding. She turned her head slightly. "Kora! Come down here!" She called up. "I'm not good at cleaning things, but I'm sure Kora will have that polished and ready to wear in no time! Don't you have something more.... comfortable to wear though?"

Kora listened as her name was being called. She quickly came down the stairs to where she had been called to. "Yes?" She asked curiously, ignoring the fact the the boy was there from before.

Sammy smiled at Kora and took the armor from the boy. She grimaced at how heavy it was, her posture changing to having a slight slump. She stuggled to walk over to where Kora was. "Polish these and have them back in his room by lunch." She told her, handing the armor to her. She was so glad when the heavy weight of the armor gone from her possession.

Kora nodded as the armor was placed into her arms. She was glad to be able to hold it again, and this time with permission, sort-of-ish. She looked at the boy with a worried look. She did not want him to get mad at her for touching it. "I-I'll have your armor done in no time." She promised before she started to walk off.

As the other maid was called back down into the room, Mamoru looked at both the girls and realized one of them just immediatly took his armor out of his hands and handed it to another girl supposedly named 'Kora'. With a nod he just let her take it as he just kept a normal serious frown on his face. "Thank you." he said bowing a little in respects toward the both of them and looked over at one of them when he had heard a question was asked to him. "Well...besides the chained armor I'm wearing right now?...not really." he said keeping ahold of his sword not letting anyone touch it. Now that his armor was taken and all he had left was this chained one; it kinda revealed a little more of his cat parts..such as his tail and thats it. His ears were always shown but usually his tail was hidden within the concealment of his armor.

Sammy nodded and watched Kora take the armor away and then looked back at him. She was surprised to seem him bow. She raised an eyebrow but left it alone. She nodded and bit her lip. Did she have male clothes? Maybe from a male suitor from nights before? She shrugged. Perhaps. She'd look later. She didn't really care about his catness. She thought it was cute. She winked at him and then turned around. "You can eat where ever you want."

[Hi! Is it still ok to join? :)]

Name: Cordova Ablazonde
Age: 24
Species: Sorcerer [But isn't very adept at magic]
Gender: Male
Position: Resident
Short Bio: A painter by heart, Cordova dropped out of sorcerer's school to pursue his art filled dreams. He has traveled the world and painted a great many people and places, animals and things. He gets by on what he can sell. While he is talented, he hasn't built on his popularity, preferring instead to take odd commissions here and there. He sells the paintings that aren't sponsored by anyone at the nearby town markets. Cordova is cheerful and friendly despite his often dark attire. One can tell if he's been working on something recently due to the fact that he doesn't wash fresh paint off his clothes.

(Ofcourse! Welcome to the gang! XD)

Once hearing the girl's statement, Mamoru just gave a nod as he walked over toward the table the was next to the girl's table which she was sitting at just a moment ago. He sat on the chair and looked down at the food that was on the table and pulled a glass cup and a little pot of hot tea over. He poured the tea into the cup till it reached the tip top of the cup and took a little sip from it. It was a little too sweet for his own taste, but it would have to do. Even though he was hungry, Mamoru was never one for having breakfeast, it wasn't really because he didn't like to; it was just because originally when he lived in the kingdom, early in the morning every knight had to go to the training grounds, so if you wanted breakfeast you'd have to wake up around 3:00am, since training was at 5:00am.

Kora quickly got to work on the armor. She sprayed some type of cleaning supply on it, and slowly wiped every part of it. After repeated this a numorous amount of times, she softly smiled, relieved that she didn't damage it. She picked it up, placing the armor on the boys bed. She then walked down the stairs to the dining area. "Sir, your armor is done." She reported to him.

[Yay! :D]

The orange haired young man yawned as he stretched his weary arms. Cordova had been up late painting. It was an odd time to be working but apparently inspiration doesn't care if it's midnight or noon. When it comes to an artist, they better get their butts moving. But he was grateful he at least finished halfway before the need to sleep overtook him. He had heard the breakfast bell earlier but it would take him another couple of minutes before he mustered enough strength to leave his bed's inviting warmth. Still, he thought it would be best to appease his hunger lest he fall asleep from it again. Slowly he made his way down to the dining room. To his surprise, the place wasn't already filled with guests as it usually was. Instead it was only Sammy, Kora, and a newcomer.

"Good morning ladies." he said in a casual manner. Cordova had lived at the Villa for a year already and was familiar with most of the employees. He could already tell that Sammy was the first to eat. She loved food and she also had some egg yolk on her face. "Who's the new guy?" He looked the strange, cat-eared boy up and down, raising a brow at his feline countenance.

Sammy looked over from her food, her legs yet again crossed at the knee. She hadn't payed much attention to the boy when he had sat down and began to eat. Hell, unless you said something to her when there was food infront of her, you porbbaly wouldn't get much attention. She smiled at Kora and nodded, glad that she had gotten the job done so fast. What about her other jobs? Why was today so slow? That was when Cordova, a guest who'd been there a year already, came in. She sat back and smiled at him. She grabbed her napkin and wiped her mouth. Who could flirt without making sure they looked good first? "Ah. A pleasure as always, Cordova." She greeted with a wink. She raised an eyebrow, looking at the boy and then back at Cordova. "Who, hand-.... Cat boy came in earlier today." She informed, stopping herself from calling the boy handsome. It was just a relfex of hers to call boys handsome. It was a miracle she said anyones name really.

(lol)

When Kora had come back downstairs to tell him that his armor was all done, he looked over at her and gave a little smile nodding before he began to frown once more and take another sip of his tea. "Thank you." he said with a calm quiet whisper, this was the first time Mamoru had someone else besides himself cleaning his armor, so it still was a little uncomfortable for him to know that his own armor was polished by someone other than himself. Suddenly while he was keeping own attention to his drink, he heard another voice come out loud as he stopped and only turned his head slightly to the side to see who this person was by the corner of his eye. Seeing some paint spots on his clothing it wasn't even that hard to tell this man was an artist, and by how he addressed the two girls; it was also just as obvious that he had known them for quite a while now. But as he usually did, Mamoru minded his own business not to bring up any attention to himself. All of a sudden when the same girl from before talked, he realized that she was about to call him 'handsome' once more as the fur on his tail and ears stood up straight once more as well as his tail beginning to swish left and right a couple of times hoping that she didnt say the whole word. Thankful enough she hadn't said it as his tail immediatly stopped and relaxed back down.

"Oh I see.", he replied as he took the next available spot at the table. "The food looks good. Guess that's why you couldn't wait today, huh?"

The painter started filling his plate with toast and omelet. He also made for the bacon, butter and cheese. Cordova smiled as he prepared to eat his food. He didn't bother with table manners when he didn't need to and the only thing he would say in the way of grace was always a hearty "Thanks for the food!!" The sorcerer wasn't exactly sloppy when he ate, but he did scarf down his meal almost like Sammy would. He also had a tendency to talk with his mouth full when anybody bothered to address him mid-meal. Because he was so eager for his breakfast, Cordova almost choked after stuffing some toast into his mouth and taking a bite out of the apple immediately afterwards. He paused only to drink some juice and actually swallow properly before continuing as if nothing happened. Art could really build up an appetite.

[I gotta do some stuff. I'll be back in an hour hopefully :)]

Sammy laughed, a small look of guilt on her face. She shrugged. People were taking too long, ofcourse she wouldn't wait. Food was food. And all who didn't know that now, would know later. She smirked, watching Cordova eat his food. He always stuffed his face, but then again didn't she? Well, okay, she didn't scarf it down but she didn't savor it either. Shrugging again she began to finish up her plate. Which didn't take all that long. When she was done she left to the kitchen, got a tray, brought it back and cleaned up her place. She returned the now cluttered tray to the kitchen and got another one for whoever finished next. She sat back down in her chair, crossed her legs at the knee, and set the tray on her lap, waiting.

(Mkay. Later!)

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(Urg. Gotta eat. Bbl!)

After Mamoru had finally finished his tea, he stood up turning around to see that the male he had heard talking before was now eating his food quickly. Theres was obviously no doubt about it that he was really hungry. With a quick smirk along with a little chuckle to follow, Mamoru still stood in front of Kora as he tilted his head with his empty cup of tea in his hand. "Where is the kitchen?" He asked curiousily looking around the room to see if he could even see the kitchen from where he was, but nothing really looked like anything that was going to lead him into the kitchen.

((Lolz Everyone's back ^^ I think?))

Sammy didn't know why he would ask Kora, the maid that question. She raised an eyebrow and stood up. "Would you like another cup of tea?" She asked, placing the tray down on the table. She walked over, took the tea pot and then left. "I'll be right back." She said pushing double doors open. She walked into the kitchen, refilled the tea pot, and was back out in a moment. She smiled and set it down on the table. "There ya' go. Kora, sit down and eat." She told he, waving her hand towards an eat seat while she herself sat down. She crossed her legs at the knee again, like always, and sat back leaving the tray on the table.

Kora shook her head. "No, it's fine." She insisted, "I have more chores that I need to intend to." She shrugged, "Plus, I'm not that hungry anyways." She said, before walking off.

(Sorry that took me forever to reply. I had dance.)

Right as the other girl walked over asking if he wanted more tea, Mamoru was right about to answer her question with a 'no' as he didnt really seem to even get out the word before she had walked away back into the kitchen. When she had come back with the new pot of hot tea, he couldn't help but sigh and sit right back down. Hearing how she told Kora to eat, but yet she went ahead to go do more chores he looked at her leave than turned his attention over at the other girl sitting down. Well....thats...nice. he thought within his head looking back at the pot of tea not bothering to drink it. Instead of pouring himself some more tea, he stood right back up leaving his cup right there. "Hmm...I guess I could go at least sharpen this." he whispered to himself looking down at his blade, nodding. Once he had given himself an idea of what he could do he approached the girl who had handed him the pot of tea. "Would you happen to have a sharpening rock?" he asked, wondering if she even knew the difference between a regular rock and a sharpening one; most sharpening rocks aren't used to sharpen swords or blades anymore but rather they are now used to sharpen kitchen knives; rarely do people ever think about using it for a sword though.

Sammy didn't see why the boy seemed to have a problem. She let it go, barely even noticing. It was when he walked over to her, the fresh pot of tea untouched and asked if she had a sharpening rock. She raised an eyebrow. "So you can kill me in my sleep? No. I don't know if I have a sharpening rock." She replied, not trusting the boy all that much. He hadn't been very nice and well, she wasn't going to let him sharpen whatever he wanted to sharpen so that he could kill her, or someone while she or they slept. That was like inviting someone who had just broken out of jail to cook with you. Suicidal and stupid.