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the haunted estate (jelojohn and freckled_beauty)

terragate

Planetoid
Joined
Jan 8, 2013
Location
oregon
johnson flipped through the large book, its manuscript was barely readible, even if it could be called english which it was not.
He closed the book his hand feeling the rough cover, he had no idea how old it was except that it was his fathers, he sighed at the thought of his father memory's started flooding in, like water from a water fall emptying into a spring pond, the night his father dyed was the day his mind decided to have selective memory for he lost a year in random memory's one of them johnson was for certain was his fathers killer.

Pushing his raven black hair from his face, johnson stood up and walked out into the hallway, leaving his newly furnished room behind and entering the rest of the wonderfull mansion, its age did nothing to its beauty as he saw everday in the outside garden, decorated with all types of flora. As johnson got to the first floor he walked down to the mess hall were the food was stored, he tryed to be sneaky about it or his maid might try to mother him again, he was a grown man, nineteen even yet she still did time to time, maybe it was because she felt bad for him, johnson found a cuboard and started through it looking for something delictable.
 
Juliet walked into the kitchen kicking off her muddy rain boots at the door and smiled seeing Johnson. "Don't spoil your appetite." She said her full lips were painted pink and she held a basket of fruit and vegetables at her hip. She placed them on to the large wooden island countertop and looked over him. Juliet had worked for the family for five years and this was her first time meeting Johnson. She hated that it was on such heart aching terms but she enjoyed him. He was much different than his father was.

She was five years older than her new employer and tended to mother him from time to time but not on purpose. She simply had a motherly nature about her. She pulled her raven locks into a messy ponytail and looked him over with her icy blue eyes. She wore an old black batman t-shirt and tight dark bluejeans that hugged her curvy hips. "How do you feel about veal?" She asked and moved to the sink that was in the island placing the freshly picked fruits and vegetables into the sink to wash them.
 
Right as johnson was about to pick a bag of chips his maid came in, he knew it was her becuase she always took off her boots when she came inside and they made the oddest sounds, he sighed as she told him not to ruin his appetite. Turning to her he gave her a glare but realesed it when he saw her wearing a batman shirt “ I am not going to loose my appetite if i eat just a couple chips” he said this trying to mimick his fathers calm tone, although it felt as if it came off to rough. “What is veal? juliet I was a normal nineteen year old before i came here! remember, I have not a clue of what fancy foods are” he said this walking briskly over to her popping a chip into his mouth, the absense of not having salt had been staved off with one bite.

“Also whats this batman shirt your wearing..... it.....it's kind of cute on you” he grabbed her by the waist and brought her into a big bear hug, he knew she had just met him a couple of days ago, but the lack of family made him feel like juliet was his mother. “You should wear attire like this more often! it suits you” he said gingerly, setting her down and taking a stool and sitting upon it next to juliet, he wanted to see what she would create this time, cooking really did not intrest him, but when juliet did it, it seemed to gain awe. Just the way she cooked seemed so smooth; almost like a dance. he sat his deep blue and green hued eyes stuck on her.
 
"Fancy?" She asked with a small laugh and shook her head turning on the cool water on the tap. She grabbed a colander and put the mushrooms into it and the let water run over them and the scrubbed the lettuce to make certain all the dirt was washed away. She continued this with the other vegetables she had picked.

Juliet wiped her hands on the towel and turned to him and looked down at her shirt. "What? What's wrong with-" she gasped her eyes going wide when he wrapped his arms around her and picked her up. A warm smile graced her round face when he set her down. "Well I will then" she said with a nod. Juliet opened a drawer and pulled out a black apron that stopped at her knees. She tied it around her waist. She walked over to the fridge and pulled out a package wrapped in brown but her paper. She placed it on the counter then opened it. "Veal is baby cow, and very good. I get all my meat from the butcher in town." She said with a smile "Speaking of which we do need to go into town shopping tomorrow." Juliet said and began cooking their dinner. She enjoyed having his company in the kitchen. His father would sit and watch her sometimes but before his death he had been locked in his office more than usual leading up to his death.
 
johnson smiled as he understood the meal now, he wondered if it would be gamy that or moist and suculant, he sghed looking at juliets body, she was fit for a maid and her body curved beatifully. He knew that she probally did not have the same urges as him but he hoped someday that she would, as he watched her cook he thought of his sister and wondered if she would come over. she had been so distant since fathers death and he dream't of her presence sometimes but it was all to not, he could do nothing to force her to the mansion, it reminded her to much of father.

“ what other attire do you wear? dont tell me you have naughty clothing!” he said laughing out loud, but then the images of what he had thought hit his head, he stoped laughing then his face flushing at the thought. He smiled and chuckled trying to show juliet it was a joke although he had a feeling that it may not work, trying to change the subject johnson spoke “ so what are we doing after dinner, dont think it weird I ask this I just need company... maybe a gameboard” as he finished speaking he felt happy, maybe he should accept juliet as a mother type figure, it felt good to think her as one at least. Johnson stretched yawning, thats when he noticed the book in his room was on the counter “da fuck... juliet did you bring this book out here?” he asked hoping it was a yes, for if it was not it had followed him, and the reason ran down his spine in chills!
 
"Hmm if you asking if I have a french maid outfit then the answer is yes." She laughed "But I really only wear once or twice a year." She said with a smile chopping up the mushrooms she had washed earlier. "Though mostly just jeans, t shirts, and dresses." She smiled sliding the chopped mushrooms to one side of her board and began on the swiss chard.

"I can understand. This house gets really lonely and has been kinda weird since your father passed." She said with a shrug turning to the oven to grab the pan she had that waited for her. Juliet placed the veal into the flour pan and began to coat so it was ready for the frying pan. "A game sounds like fun." She agreed focusing on her cooking. The oil was hot and she placed the vale into it and furrowed her brows at Johnson's question. "Book? no i've been down here this whole time." She said looking over her shoulder at the book. "You're dad had that with him all the time. Always said he had to figure it out. Though i don't know what 'it' is" She added and paid attention to the food so that she would not burn their dinner.
 
johnsons eye's widened finding out one of juliets slight secrets, he thought of her in the french maid outfit and his face completely flushed, he sure hoped that juliet was not taking notice of this for he had a weakness of being found out.
he then shivered looking towards the book not taking note that juliet was intrested in playing a game, only remembering her say that she had been in the garden the whole time, Maybe it wanted him to read it maybe he had to read. Or maybe he was just paranoid but without a though he acted upon the feelling, “ I think it wants me to read it, I... Im gonna read it” he grabbed the book laying it in one hand, without trying he flipped the book open and pages started to move by themself until it landed upon one page that seemed different the the rest.

Reading over the page he saw two words that seemed like a name of some sort, he decided to read them out loud. Not really decided but it was like he had to to “ñÀΜι ζοΜΣ” the words echoed throughout the house, a cold sensation ran over johnson and he looked over to juliet “what happened, it feels cold all of a sudden” he said this, his face giving of an impresion of a man who had just seen a ghost. Johnson moved closer to nami leaving the book on the counter it shook slightly, he looked around to see if anything else was acting weird but he found nothing.

OOC(time to introduce the sucubus slightly, just have her wake up in the mansion, only johnson can see her, and try to make him curios, were not fully introducing her though! k)
 
"Don't be silly." She said shaking her head more focused on the dinner that what Johnson was saying. She turned the burner off on the stove and removed the food placing it onto the paper towel lined baking sheet. She looked up at Johnson frowning. "Hey. You okay?" She asked in a worried voice. "This place is just old. Sometimes weird things happen." She said and began to fix their plates.

Her bright red eyes glowed in the darkness of her cell. On the walls where ancient text and spells that bound the demon to the secret room. It had been many years since anyone spoke her name it was that, and that alone that pulled her from her deep slumber. Nami shifted and frowned she could only project herself throughout the house. Closing her eyes she began to focus. Only the one who called her name would be able to see her.
 
johnson was wary though, he kept a watchfull eye around himself as he knew not was to come of the day at hand. Awaiting for the food to be served johnson noticed that the chil started to die down as it had came, but something kept nagging at the back of his head as if something was growing nearer upon him but he kept the feeling away from his midn trying to pay attention to juliet " yeah i guess you are write about that1, i was starting to freak out for a second" he said chuckling, he wanted to beleive juliet but a block of some sort kept him from it, as if a part of him knew something he did not. Looking about the room though he did not notice much except the old same furnishing along with a large potrait of his father, his grey beard prounoncing his age yet he seemed younger then him in some ways, but it did not disappoint him that he felt this way sometimes about his father it just made him remind himself to be as youthfull as possible in even the deadlyest dire situations.

He watched the food close to the point of drooling, he wanted just to grab out to it and eat it whole, but he kept him self away from mthat action, it would make him seem foolish, as if he had no mannors "this looks amzing" he said smiling at juliet trying to show her that this was a compliment and then something caught at the corner of his eye. he turned towards it sharply expecting to see someone but there was no one. Johnson contimplated over it and swore upon himself that he had seen a lady, only a glimpse though and that when he saw her he felt unwavering power. He sighed turning to juliet not telling her this for she might think him crazy and send him to an informitory, waitng for the food to be placed he kpet feeling as if he was being watched, by something older then him and the mansion combined...adn that was saying something!
 
Juliet smiled removing the black apron letting it fall to the floor. "Well it's time to eat." She said placing their plates next to each other and grabbed two forks as well. She thought for a moment and then snapped her fingers remembering she had not poured anything to drink. She paused for a moment and turned to Johnson. "Do you drink wine?" She asked curiously. Despite his age she understood he was a teenager and felt confident he had a glass or three. "You know what never mind. We'll have soda." She giggled and turned to the fridge and grabbed two glass bottle and placed them next to their plates. She then walked around and sat on the barstool and waited for him to join her.

Nami took breath opening her eyes. She could still fell hw week her body was and it would take much more before she could fully mainfest her self, but she had time. Now that she was awake. She closed her eyes recollecting her strength to try again later.
 
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