Post by The Mad Chemist on Apr 12, 2013 21:26:47 GMT -5
A nameless package arrives to the Du Couteau house with instructions to be delivered to Cassiopeia. The package was Zaunite on origin and on the inside there was a note and an ornamented case with a beautiful gold necklace and earrings to match. The necklace was a wonderful piece with a serpents theme and ornamented with emeralds the same with the earrings. On closer inspection the jewelry had the mark of the “Genoveva” the most exclusive brand of Zaunite jewelry verifying the value and quality of the gift. On the note it could be read.
“To my beautiful Naga even if others can’t appreciate your magnificence you will always have at least one admirer on this world.” “I hope this gift is of your liking.” Anonymous .
Post by cassiopeia on Apr 13, 2013 17:37:08 GMT -5
A servant received the package at the gate, hurried up the gravel drive and entered the DuCouteau mansion, the gift clasped tightly in his arms. Swift steps bore him up the winding stair one hand upon the polished banister.
Cassiopeia DuCouteau, as always, was in her room. At the moment, she lay draped over her chaise lounge, one slender arm brought up over her carefully brushed green hair, the other engaged in gentle strokes of the viper curled in her lap. A knock came at the door, interrupting her reverie. Glowing blue eyes snapped from the window. "What," she said bitterly.
"Madame DuCouteau?" the servant inquired timidly, pressing down upon the handle, easing the door open. "A package for you."
A hiss escaped the lonely mistress of the house. "From whom?" she inquired, allowing her pet to slither up around her shoulders as she lifted herself from the chaise. Her full lips pressed together in an affected pout. She slithered towards her servant and plucked the gift from his hands. "Nevermind," she snapped. "Go away."
Sharp nails tore open the paper. Eyes lit up at the sparkling adornments within. Cassiopeia's forked tongue flicked over her fangs. The gift reminded her of years past, when every day such things arrived upon her doorstep from one suitor or another. She knit her brows, snatching up the note. Anonymous.
She tilted her head, sauntered nearer to the mirror. Carefully, she drew out the sparkling present, fastened the pendant about her neck and hooked the matching earrings into place. Genoveva. The best of the best. Someone knew how to purchase well. She could not help herself a smirk as she laid a slender hand over the necklace. It must have cost a fortune, which meant that this suitor was likely wealthy--and with wealth comes influence.
"Servant!" Cassiopeia cried. Her voice, shrill, echoed through the mansion's empty halls. The snakes that lazed upon her bed lifted their heads at the sudden disturbance.
Swift footsteps sounded in the hall. Presently, the manservant pushed open the door and bowed low to his mistress. "Madame," he presented himself.
"Fetch me a chair for the lawn. I wish to bask." She smiled. "By the gate. In plain view." If this suitor cared to look, he would see the serpent's approval in the jewelry she adorned. She smiled, sultry, to herself. The servant bowed again and hurried off to do her bidding.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Apr 14, 2013 21:44:36 GMT -5
Singed looked at the lawn from a faraway corner seeing the graceful figure of the minor of the Du Couteau sisters porting the gifts with great elegance. From the Du Couteau state it could only be visualized an unnaturally tall figure that would walk away after observing her for a few moments.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Apr 17, 2013 23:05:15 GMT -5
To days after the gift.
An unnaturally tall figure dressing a lofty lounge suit and using a maskade instead of his usual bandages. bringing an ornamented package with him…a gift to say, what it was inside of the package was an exceptional dress made of the finest Ionian silk designed by “Zamara” one of the greatest designers on Noxus. He knocked the door 3 times and waited from an answer.
Post by cassiopeia on Apr 21, 2013 17:14:37 GMT -5
A butler alighted in the doorway. His eyes went wide when the fell upon the Mad Chemist's famous face. He bowed low. "M-master Singed! It is the pleasure of House Du Couteau to receive you. Please, come in. May I relieve you of your jacket, my lord?"
A maid waited just behind the door. The butler gave her a nod, indicating that she should alert the mistress of the house, and off she scurried up the spiral staircase to House Du Couteau's second floor and to Cassiopeia's room. Inside, the serpent lay stretched over her chaise, a few corn snakes coiling around her arms. The maid knocked.
"What is it," hissed Cassiopeia.
"Madame? The Chemist of Zaun is here to visit. He comes bearing a gift!"
Cassiopeia blinked. Immediately, she sat up from the couch, shedding her pets and slithering over to the mirror. Her eyes were wide, her exotic features pale. The Chemist? Here? Why? A gift? She had not applied her makeup this morning. "Tell him... I will be along in just a moment. Prepare refreshments."
"Yes, my lady," the maid curtsied, despite being on the other side of her mistress' locked door.
Downstairs, the staff saw to it that Singed was comfortably seated in the lounge, in clear view of the staircase, so that when their mistress did make her entrance, he would be able to watch her dramatic descent. They brought out a plate of cheese, grapes and crackers and two glasses. A selection of finest wines followed. And after these had been properly set out upon the coffee table, Cassiopeia slithered out upon the landing, stunningly clad in a short, though elegant green dress and the jewelry she had received just days before. Whether or not this gift had been given by him, it was a fine set, which accented her features well. She was dressed to impress.
"Singed!" she called sweetly. She began her graceful slither down the stairs. "I am so flattered! Whatever brings you to my.. humble lair?"
Post by The Mad Chemist on Apr 24, 2013 23:27:31 GMT -5
Singed waited a fair amount of time on the lounge not that it was uncomfortable after all the servants did whatever was on their hands to make the wait comfortable, wine, snacks everything had been carefully prepared to on make the mistress entrance all the more dramatic and two make the time they were going to spend together all the more comfortable. He observed how the second daughter of the house descended the staircase on a theatrical yet elegant and alluring way as she spoke with sweet and charming voice asking for the motive of the visit of the chemist. “Miss. Du Couteau I hope not to bother you with such an unexpected visit I just came to see if my last gift to you was of your liking but seeing that you are wearing it I suppose my worries where void.” He said before taking her hand and kissing it. “And of course spending sometime with such a beautiful lady is always time well spended.”
Post by cassiopeia on Apr 25, 2013 21:30:02 GMT -5
So it was the chemist. What luck! Such a man of prestige, of talent, of influence. Cassiopeia's smile sparkled as she laid her dainty free hand over the necklace, affecting a blush. Her head cocked coyly, she batted her eyelashes as Singed pressed his bandages against her knuckles. "I love it," she cooed. "Oh, but I'm so undeserving!" She leaned in close as he straightened back up, making sure that her cleavage was properly positioned in line with his vision. She crossed her arms beneath her bust--a pose her sister had actually inspired her to perfect, though Katarina did it unwitting of how pronounced it made her breasts.
Feigning a hostess' distress, she glanced about the spotless lounge, the chemist's gifts sparkling in the sensual chandelier's light with each turn of her head. She clicked her tongue against her teeth. "Oh, but I do wish you'd have told me you were planning a visit, sweet Singed. The house is in disarray! I haven't had the larders stocked or the furniture polished!" She wrung her hands in affected dismay, pushing out her lower lip in a pout.
"I am the most horrible of hostesses. I hope you will find it in your heart to forgive me." She curled the back of her tail slyly around his boot, leaning in to press her graceful hand flat upon his chest. Her decrying of her hospitality was, of course, preposterous, as the best wines and cheeses had been brought out for Singed's enjoyment, the floors and tables gleamed flawlessly, the air smelled of fresh linens and baking pastries. But still, Cassiopeia feigned modest regret and admiration of her guest.
It felt strange, after years of sequestering herself away, to suddenly be back in the game...
Post by The Mad Chemist on Apr 30, 2013 17:16:37 GMT -5
Singed skillfully dissimulated a fast look at Cassiopeia’s cleavage and regained his composure rather fast considering the high level of flirt that Cassiopeia had exposed him just moments ago after all she hadn’t been a high level temptress on her past for nothing. “My dear lady I came here to see you not the house. But I do admit that my intrusion to your home was with little to not warning, so to make up for that I brought a present for you if it doesn’t bother you.” He said presenting her the neatly involved gift.
Post by cassiopeia on Apr 30, 2013 21:33:08 GMT -5
"A gift!" she exclaimed. "For moi? Oh, sweet Singed, you shouldn't have!" She slithered back a half-pace, the package in her hands. The look upon her cleavage she caught, but only flashed her sparkling fangs in response. A single finger traced over the neatly wrapped box, twirled its ribbon round.
"Well... Should I open it now?" Cassiopeia leaned in close again, dramatically, her blue eyes gleaming with feminine intrigue. Her voice dropped to sultry tones as her tail tightened around the Chemist's boot. "Or later." Her forked tongue slid over her painted lips, flickered in and out before her lanky guest. She tilted her head, careful to remain at the perfect distance--not so close as to seem overzealous, but close enough that he could feel her warmth, smell her sweet perfume.
Last Edit: Apr 30, 2013 21:36:57 GMT -5 by malcolmgraves
Post by The Mad Chemist on May 4, 2013 22:34:00 GMT -5
“Please do not feel inhibited by my presence, in fact I would like to see with own eyes if it’s of your liking.” A faint smile could be distinguished behind the bandages especially in the way his eyes golden narrowed knowing that the serpent lady was interested on the contents of the package and that she herself was interested on Singed from reading the way she was acting. It might be just and act but was better than nothing.
Post by cassiopeia on May 15, 2013 21:35:25 GMT -5
The lamia feigned a blush at her guest's apparent forwardness. Sensuously, she twirled a finger in the ribbon of her gift and pulled it... taut! with a graceful flick of her wrist. The ribbon untangled and fell to the floor like shed clothing in a lovers' tryst. Cassiopeia giggled as she slit the package paper with a sharp nail, her gleaming eyes flashing up at Singed in intervals, with each punctuated motion.
When finally she tugged open the box, she gasped at what lay within! A beautiful gem-embroidered ensemble, just her size--with ample cut-outs for her cleavage and a low-swept back, of course. She cast the box aside onto the couch, her eyes reflected in the shimmer of the gown. "Oh, Singed," she gushed. "It's gorgeous."
Post by The Mad Chemist on May 17, 2013 22:51:44 GMT -5
Singed observed as the serpentine lady gracefully and excitingly opened the box, her exotic features showed a pleasant surprise when she opened the gift.
“Of course such a dress would look good on an elegant lady like you who can dress it and fill it”
He said teasingly now that the mood was a little relaxed “Actually I wanted to ask you this personally I have been invited to this party to celebrate the ascent of the newest high command member and while I do not expect to party to all that enjoyable to a man like me I think it would become a bliss if I could go in company of such a beauty like you.”
Post by cassiopeia on May 17, 2013 23:23:54 GMT -5
At the words, 'fill it,' Cassiopeia puffed out her luscious chest, grinning and feigning a blush as the Chemist spoke. The mention of a High Command party caused her blue eyes to flare in interest. Her shapely brows rose in surprise.
"Why, you brute!" she laughed. "You are too much." Slowly she slithered closer, laying the dress over her arm and leaning into the chemist. She pressed her chest into his and used the leverage of her tail to raise herself until her lips were even with his ear.
"I would be..." She pressed herself nearer, her slender fingers snaking up over his shoulder. "Such a lucky girl to tag along." Her tongue flickered out over her lips, just near enough his flesh that its heat and moisture could be detected.
Post by The Mad Chemist on May 23, 2013 23:59:00 GMT -5
Singed place his large hand in the serpentine woman hips Keeping her close while he looking her in her golden slit mesmerizing eyes while he caressed her right cheek with an amorous softness that very few would believe the chemist capable off. “The fortunate one would be me” he said before plating a kiss on her cheek close to her mouth lip almost touching hers.
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