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[Maxwell]

(01/05/07-12:02:24)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== General Location==
(Moving along a cobblestoned street)

: says to ALL:.... the lure of gunfire yesterday had awakened me from the weirdness that had assualted my consciousness ever since my stay at the hacienda. Raul had thought it odd I wanted my weapons but had turned them over quick enough. the ride there had been fast and brutal across the countryside. the fighting had gone on most of the night and I first fought with one side, and then when they began loosing I switched and fought with the wining team. I wasn't sure what the battle itself had been about, but I did enjoy the release of tension and the freedom that having something to focus on gave me. even if that focus was on killing.





(01/05/07-12:09:43)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== General Location==
(Moving along a cobblestoned street)

: says to ALL:.... I smelled like smoke and blood and sweat and as I walked through the street of the port town I noticed more than one person glance in my direction. I nodded to a couple of them just to watch them jerk their looks elsewhere, that kind of reaction always amusing me. I chuckled low as I turned a corner and walked toward the familiar door at the end of the street





(01/05/07-12:14:57)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== General Location==
(Moving along a cobblestoned street)

: says to ALL:.... I passed through the door into the mercantile, my boots thunked on the floor in an even pace as I moved through the tables loaded with bolts of material. I hated coming here, it was all so dainty and girly but I knew if I didn't come report soon, there'd be a search across the countryside.



(01/05/07-12:20:59)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== General Location==
(Moving along a cobblestoned street)

: says to ALL:.... I stood int he doorway to the back and watched her as she worked. the back room of the shop smelled of burning dried rose buds and piss. Those were just two of the ingrediants used to make the dyes for the material. I leaned my shoulder in the door way and watched the steam lift to curl around the old woman's head. I knew that when she was ready, she would speak to me. and sure enough after what seemed to be 15 maybe 20 minutes, she spoke with 'Maxwell, you are late.' I chuckled and told her that I had been detained on the mission. She looked at me then and I could tell that she somehow knew there was more to the story. I could also tel she wouldn't press the issue. 'did you bring it?' she asked and I nodded as I reached to the saddlebag on my shoulder. I paused as she said 'not here' then followed her bent over ancient frame further into the back room of the shop.




(01/05/07-12:28:59)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== General Location==
(Moving along a cobblestoned street)

: says to ALL:.... she led me down through a trap door, the narrow stairway cut intot he stone that lined the beach of the port town. we entered a dark chamber lit by candle light and baubles of multi hued glass strung throughout the room and clouded by scented smoke from somethign burning in a brazier. 'there,' she said and pointed a gnarled finger to the bench along the wall. I paced across the small enclosed space while reachig into my saddlebag and laid the black velvet wrapped bundle on the counter. I glanced to her to see her nod before carefully folding back the material to expose the gold cross which had first caused me to seek refuge in the hacienda stables.



(01/05/07-12:33:50)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== General Location==
(Moving along a cobblestoned street)

: says to ALL:.... I heard the scuffed shuffle of her feet as she moved to stand beside me, and I heard the wet sound of her intake of air. my eyes shifted to regard her profile, her face was a wrinkled relief map of rapture and that emotion was in her awed voice as she whispered dryly, 'good, you were able to get the crucifixion.' I chuckled quiet only to get her talonous boney finger poking me in the side of my ribcage. 'this is serious, Maxwell,' came in her admonishing tone. and I stilled my humor to nod and apologise in the old language. 'come here Max,' she spoke as she turned to head back toward the stairs and I followed in a pace much slower than I usually used. I resisted the urge to scoop her up in my arms and carry her upstairs.




(01/05/07-12:39:59)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== General Location==
(Moving along a cobblestoned street)

: says to ALL:.... 'I know where you've been,' she spoke half way up the narrow stone cut stairs. I should have been surprised by this, but I was not. even at my young age, I had learned that sometimes the old woman just knew things. It was explained to me long ago to not even try to understand how she knew or what it meant that she know, but rather to just expect and accept that sometimes she did know things. and that sometimes they'd be things I'd rather not have her aware of. I nodded to myself on the stairway as I waited for her to respond further. 'careful those people Max, they will shift you from our purpose.' I opened my mouth to deny that as a possibility but she had reached the top of the stairs and turned as she spoke, and as my firm lips parted she reached and stilled them with a cold fingerpad. I could smell the scent of urine from the dye on her fingers. 'Shh Max, you are young. Just be careful and watchful as you've been taught.' I lowered my gaze and nodded. I had to comply, it is our way.



(01/05/07-12:48:01)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== General Location==
(Moving along a cobblestoned street)

: says to ALL:.... She smiled then, a wide toothless smile which only served to deepen the lines in her sundried face. but I could see the devotion in her blue eyes. she loved her children, and we all were her children, even the oldest among us. that, too, is our way. She turned then to move back into the backroom of the shop and nodded to one of the women working there today to close the fake door which had hid the passage. and as that other woman worked to rearrange the bolts of material and dye supplies, the old woman lifted a book from a low bookcase. she had bent to select the large leatherbound book and grunted as she paused in standing back up to allow her back to have the time to adjust from the flexing of her spine. she sighed and mumbled, 'getting old' before she dropped the book on the work station. 'there are pages within pages, learn from them,' she drummed her wrinkled age splotched fingers on the book's face as she spoke. I nodded and murmered, 'yes ma'am.' my eyes cut to her face as she tsk'd me with a smile and I corrected to 'sì mia nonna,' and leaned to kiss her on her soft fleshy cheek. I lingered there to smell of her powder before I stood to scoop the book into my saddlebag.

[Maxwell]

(01/08/07-06:51:48)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... the hacienda had not proven to be as private as I had wished, so early this morning I brought my saddlebags to the stables. I found a more secluded spot crosslegged on the floor of the stable stall which housed my grey mare. No one had questioned my change of mounts, and for that I was greatful. So as I developed an excuse for that issue in my mind I absently worked on prying the pages of the book which had been stuck together apart.



(01/08/07-06:55:24)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... ~Chuckling as the mare brushed her nose against my shoulder, I mumbled~ we'll ride later ~the pages made a slight tearing sound as they came apart and I pulled a folded parchment from between them. I set that aside for now and leafed through the leather bound text to the next set of thick pages. each place I had found them was now marked with a piece of straw to quicken my work.



(01/08/07-07:05:44)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... the stack of folded documents grew to a pile of five. the pages of the book fluttered in a fast leafing to assure there were no more thick stuck together parts. finding none, I placed the folded documents inside the pocket on my saddle bag and rose to walk toward the wood burner which warmed the stable at night. I opened the door with the rod hanging nearby and gazed inside to make sure there was still a flame before tossing the book inside. I let the door close once more with a clang, then went back to the stable, my hand scratchign over the rib cage of the grey mare as I walked beside her toward the back of the stall.


(01/08/07-07:18:07)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... one by one I unfolded the pieces of parchment and laid them side my side on the tack trunk in the back of the stall. my head tilted slightly as hazel eyes scanned over the documents to try and decide what exactly I was supposed to do with them. I had searched the book for a clue but had found none, hence it's being destroyed in the flames. Already the smell of burning leather was wafting through the stable and I thought about needing to make sure the fire was hot enough to burn the cover and binding along with the pages.



(01/08/07-07:27:46)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... my right hand lifted to cup my chin in my long thick fingers, my index finger tapping a silent cadence on my lips as I examined the papers. the ones bearing the royal seal held my attention first, before my eyes cut to a deed written in my native tongue. I read through this one slowly. I couldn't fathom what a vineyard in Tuscany had to do with anything in Spain. I blew a slight breath through my lips as my eyes searched the documents bearing the royal seal once more. Absently I pondered if just holding them was a treasonous act.



(01/08/07-07:35:04)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... I glanced around and wondered just how long I'd been in the stable. Too long most likely, decided as I folded the documents back up and returned them to that pocket outside my saddle bag. the bag slung over a broad shoulder, I moved to make my way to the door of the stables.

[Maxwell]

(01/10/07-07:24:14)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(is in the plaza where the fountain flows)

: says to ALL:.... ~I sat on the edge of the fountain pool carving on that slender length of branch I had taken from the kindling pile the other day. only now the length wasn't as lengthy it was about four inches long and one end was shaped round and flat. it was at this end where I now held my knife as I leaned my head over the work taking place in my hands. the wood curling away in the short movements of the knife as I shaped what I would detail out later.~



(01/10/07-07:27:57)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(is in the plaza where the fountain flows)

: says to ALL:.... ~I had thought about doing this part of my work in my claimed room but found that any prolonged staying there led to suspicion so I decided to be blatently obvious while completing this task. it's an odd fact of human nature that people will just ignore the most obvious events as long as those events took place right under their noses. my left hand steadily guided the knife's tip against the soft wood to create a v cut just inside the edge of the coin sized round flat end of the soft dowel of wood~


(01/10/07-07:34:56)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(is in the plaza where the fountain flows)

: says to ALL:.... ~I always liked carving things in wood, and I was not without some talent at it so that was a bonus. it was just violent enough, the cutting into the wood with sharp blades, to appease my violent nature which I normally tried to suppress. I chuckled quietly as I thought on that part of my self and how lucky some of the people here were they didn't meet me four or five years ago. they'd be dead now if they had, I smirked as I lifted the wood to my lips to blow the carved curls of wood off of it.~



(01/10/07-08:00:10)

Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(is in the plaza where the fountain flows)

: says to ALL:.... ~hazel eyes surveyed the cut end of the wood, the bumps and rolls were all in place as far as I could remember from the documents. I glanced around as I turned the short length of wod in my hand and tucked it under my tunic into the waist of my pants at the small of my back. the small carving blade slid away into my boot sheath with another seemingly casual glance around the plaza. I scuffed my boot to scatter the curls of wood before rising to stand and heading to the salon doorway~

[Maxwell]

(01/14/07-23:28:06) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... ~the hour was late when I rode back into the stables. I sat hunched low on the saddle half leaning over the neck of the grey mare. I led her through a series of tugs on her reins to the stall she'd last been off then slid slowly from the saddle to weave back and forth on my feet to try and regain some idea of balance.~




(01/14/07-23:30:49) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... ~Rauls men had seen me ride in and I looked over to the gruff voice asking for my weapons. In response I nodded to the straps on the pommel of my mount. the man stepped forward and gathered the pieces while looking at me and mentioning how I looked like shit. I chuckled dryly and nodded my agreement. then laughed quiet as he said I smelled like shit too. I winced as I shrugged then looked at my horse to make sure she was unscathed by the gunfire we had ridden through~




(01/14/07-23:34:23) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(within the stables)

: says to ALL:.... ~I lifted both saddlebags from the hindend of my mare and turned to shuffled off through the stables. she'd have to wait to be unbridled by the slaves in the morning. I just was too worn out to do it. I stopped then and walked back to reach under her and loosen the saddle strap. then petted her ass as I once more walked in a slow shuffle past her toward the door. I favored my right arm, though the hand had healed for the most part. but the red stain on my shoulder spoke of a more serious injury. I rolled that shoulder through a muttered cursing in italian and passed through the door to walk slowly toward the hacienda~



(01/14/07-23:37:22) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

~ Hacienda~
(along the narrow paths)

: says to ALL:.... ~I'd visited Nonna and heard through her of the trouble Rachel was having south of the port and so had ridden hard to check on her and hers. Nonna had been right in her vision, and the wagon had been aflame when I rode up on it. I shook my head in rememberence as I weaved my tired path toward the main gates. I yawned then and shifted the saddlebags, a clink of the bottles within them sounding dully through the leather.~




(01/14/07-23:39:39) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to ALL:.... ~my stomach growled horribly as I wandered a sort of straight line across the plaza and my gazed expression looked to the light through the arched door to the salon. I pushed through the double doors and glanced around before half stumbling toward the stairs.~

[Maxwell]

(01/14/07-23:46:45)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... Hearing some cursing and muttering I moved to the door of the salon and peeked toward the stairs.....There was Max......I thought of ducking back in to the salon....my face already turning crimsom....oh gosh..He must never know...But then I seen that His face was etched in pain and the concern in me won out...I cautious stepped out....."Max? Something wrong"



(01/14/07-23:48:29) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~I looked toward your voice from where I sat on the bottom stair and smiled loopsided. my expression was different. less resevered, more open and I lifted my left hand holding the saddlebags in a low wave~.... Constance... ~I smiled more widely~....


(01/14/07-23:49:18)

corazon{HR}
Hacienda Del las Rosas, CC


== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... *stirs in my corner near the wall no longer chained*...............greetings Senor

(01/14/07-23:49:48) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to corazon{HR}Hacienda Del :.... ~looks over dazed and squints to focus on you~.... Cortez?


(01/14/07-23:50:54)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... Moving closer....thinking Constance...did He call me by another name,,,oh not another one......Then I noticed the blood..."Oh Max what have You done.......COme to the saloon and let me see what the injury is"

(01/14/07-23:50:58)

corazon{HR}
Hacienda Del las Rosas, CC


== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... *blinks and looks around*....no Senor....corazon not Cortez

(01/14/07-23:51:48)

corazon{HR}
Hacienda Del las Rosas, CC


== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... what happened to Him?

(01/14/07-23:52:15) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~looking to you from corazon before glancing to my right shoulder~... is nothing... ~nods about it then nods toward corazon with my chin~... but Cortez over there hit his head..


(01/14/07-23:53:36)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to corazon{HR}Hacienda Del :.... Assuming You are standing beside me in the entryway of the Salon llooking toward the stairs...I notice that You are not chained anymore.....hmmmmm......"I am not sure yet....Go to the kitchen and get some water in a basin and some clothes ..bring them to me"

(01/14/07-23:55:01)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... Thinking You are not making any since.....Well I still want to see Max for myself.....crooking a finger at You ..."Come sit on a chaise and be more comfortable. Or Do You need help"

(01/14/07-23:55:12)

corazon{HR}
Hacienda Del las Rosas, CC


== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... yes Senorita......*turns and walks out quickly almost at a run to fe6tch the water, filling a basin and also taking a towel, draping it over my arm as i turn and walk back in holding the heavy basin between my arms careful not to slop any*


(01/14/07-23:56:52) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~slightly frowning as I pat the stair beside where I sat~... come, this is comfortable... ~yawning a big yawn~.... I am tired from riding all day..


(01/14/07-23:57:42) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to corazon{HR}Hacienda Del :.... ~glances to you with an odd surprised expression~.. Cortez where are your breeches?


(01/14/07-23:58:39)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... Rolling my eyes a bit...I move over and stand in front of You.....seeing the yawn.."OKay we make this quick so You can go to bed.....Off with the shirt Max so I can see........" I cross my arms over my chest and give You a level look trying my best to look all gruff and firm.

(01/14/07-23:59:23)

corazon{HR}
Hacienda Del las Rosas, CC

PRIVATELY WHISPERS to ALL:....(arrhhhh sorryy.....RTI.....runs))

(01/14/07-23:59:46) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~glances to you slyly and winks~.... Constance you know we have to wait til after our vows... ~weaves slightly back and forth as I sit on the stairs~.... did you speak to Nonna?


(01/15/07-00:00:10)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... "Hearing You calling him cortez still......"Max You been dipping in something like Your calamus,"


(01/15/07-00:01:41)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... Then it doned on me what You said......"What Max....snapping my fingers in front of You...I'm not Constance....Max...Did You hit Your head"

(01/15/07-00:01:51) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~reaches to scratch my chin with the back of the my left hand, chuckling as the bottles in the heavy saddle bags rattle~... calamus is for domination of the spirit. Constance you are not studying... ~teasingly admonishes~


(01/15/07-00:02:48)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... (((Puts that after Your post


(01/15/07-00:04:24) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ((k)) ~looks at you confused~.... No, why do you ask.... ~then leans back on my left side ont he stairs~.... rest with me, I promise not to touch like last time... ~lusty chuckle~.... come my love, lay with me


(01/15/07-00:07:10)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... "Max!......." Moving forward now the healer in me inquiring...moving my hands to Your head to see if there are any lups....I don't see anything....wondering were You drunk...and where did the blood come from...I needed to get off Your shirt....hmmmmm ......Trying once again .."Max take of Your shirt so I can see where You are hurt,,please"


(01/15/07-00:11:37) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~chuckles~ .. Constance if you keep trying to get my clothes off, I'll stop saying no and no one will believe you started it .... ~winks at you, then roams a glance over your body~.... although, I'm not so certain it's that bad of an idea.... ~my wandering gaze returning to your eyes~.... why do you keep saying I'm hurt? I'm tired is all, it was a long journey... ~and as you stepped closer you got the aroma of blood, sweat, gunpowder, seared flesh, yarrow pultice, and burnt wood all mixed together. my jacket missing, my tunic noticeably ripped and stained as well as my breeches. and the bright patch of dried blood covering my right shoulder.~... Nonna sends her love..


(01/15/07-00:20:34)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... I wrinkled My nose as abunch of smells assualted me and while trying to acess what was wrong with You I noticed Your guaze....and turned a bright red....cause it brought things to my mind I did not want You to know............trying to shock that off the smell of medicnal herb mixed with other things including seared flesh which made me cringe because of my Tio being burned to death...so I was almost a puddle of emotions at the moment......well the smell i tried to search my mind to remeber....a pultice of some kind...okay so maybe someone had already taken care of the injury....so maybe just get Him to bed..........hmmmm.....maybe play along with this and that would do it......."Max darling, you better keep saying no......feigns a laugh........and if it has been such a long journey You should go to bed...." nodding my head. and sitting on the step bexide You


(01/15/07-00:22:43) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~I smiled when you joined me and shifted with a wince to move closer to you~... my love, I'm so lucky I met you when I did or I'd be in Spain with Raf and the others. ... ~grinning to you, sappy and in love~.... our parents are wise.


(01/15/07-00:26:02)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... I wanted to blurt out You are in Spain....but the idea was to get You to go to bed...so laying a hand on Your cheek..."Yes Max our parents were wise...now be good and go get some rest so You are fresh for tomorrow' I was holding myself tanse and trying not to move back when You came closer


(01/15/07-00:27:16) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~nodding before angling my head to look up toward you~..... after you kiss me, I will rest...


(01/15/07-00:33:09)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... Oh no this was not working I thought........and the next words came out in a squeek..."a...a...kiss....." My mind whirling Kiss max .....Kiss Max .....my heart was beating fast.....I was in trouble now.....okay I'm thinking do this......LEans forward and puts a quick peck on Your cheek and then starts to get up trying to keep my balance cause the stair was so low...."There You go Max.....goodnight


(01/15/07-00:36:28) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~chuckles~.. always so chaste, my love. you will not be so chaste on our wedding night. I will take you in my arms and not let you from them til long after the sun has risen again..... ~sitting up slowly, looking to you in the most sincere and honest expression~... I have never been happier than I am with you Constance. I have never felt so complete and whole and alive, and I never thought I could feel this way. I love you. I think of you each morning and dream of you each night. you inhabit my soul and heart.... ~smiles and pauses before speaking~... I pray we are never apart or I shall die inside and never feel alive again...


(01/15/07-00:41:41)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(on stairs leading to the 2nd/3rd levels)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... My heart slammed into my feet...oh....I almost wished I had been Constabce ....and oh gosh I wondered if it was someone He had lost.....And when He woke in the morning and rememebered the pain would be unbearable....I knew I felt it everyday with my family gone..........but then I looked at Him again.....was He really delusion here ..I remember hearing of the lies He had told....YEs HE looked hurt and very tired...but was he playing a game......now I looked at Him a gain very comfused.......Was this real or was He palying me.........


(01/15/07-00:47:02) .


Maxwell Verrelli
Patron de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to Myra Abrego KindallVassa:.... ~I stood slowly, weaving and seemingly drunk. the saddlebags in my left hand rattled and swang slightly at teh end of my arm in my fist. my right hand, wrapped in dirty linen reached to cup your cheek and I looked into you eyes and showed you my love for Constance. for it was her I saw and I had loved her utterly and without restraint. and my thumb caressed your bottom lip and I leaned to kiss the corner of your mouth. my firm lips ever so gently brushed there, a chaste kiss. and after which, with my lip brushing your cheek and the corner of your lips I whispered~... I can't wait until we are one in everyone's eyes, the way I feel as one with you in myself.... ~then I turned and stumbled a woven path across the salon to fall onto one of the couches. I landed on my right side with a pained grunt and pulled the saddlebags to be cradled in my arms in front of my gut. my eyes closed and I tried to find my sleep~


(01/15/07-00:54:58)

Myra Abrego Kindall
Vassal of Vega familia
Residente de Hacienda Del la Rosas, CC

== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to .Maxwell VerrelliPatron :.... My eyes went wide and although it was the lightest touch it made my lip quiver........I sat there stunned for a moment.....HE was being real.....oh it made my heart ache...I almost wished I had been her.....HOw sad..it must have been a beautiful love. By the time I composed myself and moved to the salon HHe was a sleep on the chaise....I smiled and took a throw from one og the chairs and put it on Him ,,,,,,taking a colth and dipping it in the water I gently washed HIs face so it was fress of dirt I could see now through a rip in the shirt that a wound was there but covered with a pultice...let Him sleep....tommorrow He could bath..and would be sober.........Maybe Constance was why He drank so much .....and why did he see her in me. I still was tense about being around Him but had soften a little and ran a hand on HIs check has I turned to take the basin back to the kitchen.

[bellamia]

Good greif You have my attention.. You write like a novelist.. I can hardly wait for the next chapter.. You're really good.. You paint such a vivid picture.

Bella Mia

[Myra]

Posting for Max

maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas
== Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~and so it began again. I was chained and alone only now I was more alone than ever before. I felt buried deep within the bowels of the hacienda in a closed room with no window and sparse furnishings that my chain didn't quiet reach. I had a pallet and I was greatful for it. I sat on it and brought my knees to my chest to stare at the wooden door and contemplate what woud lay ahead. the leather locked around me gave little as I moved and it was uncomfortable as anything that firm in that tender an area could be. I frowned and tried to not think on it as my legs slowly slid to lengthen along the pallet and stop the belt from bunching up so much. I sighed then and turned my head to examine the pattern of plaster on the wall. it was ridged slightly where some workman long ago had trellised it into place and if I looked at it just right I could see outlines of faces in the pattern used. I was sure it was unintentional but still I found counting the profiles to fill some time and so thats what I did. I sat and waited and counted the profiles on the wall in the deafening silence. every once in a while I'd hear something echo from outside the slave quarters so I knew I was still among the living and Raf had not yet come~



(01/24/07-21:09:28)

maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas

== Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~i wanted the things from my room. those things that would mean nothing to anyone else. I had little in the way of property but a couple of my books had been my fathers and some of the sashes I bound my tunics with were made from materials my mother had dyed. those days were so far behind me and I felt saddened that my things were not with me. I hoped that Raul had not gone to empty my room and that by some miracle I'd be able and allowed to have my things that were special. though I doubted it and my mind drifted so I didn't think about that anymore and I fought mentally with myself to not want to think about the heated feel and flavor of good tequila. I drew in a deep breath and wished I could puke to rid the bile sensation in the pit of my gut from me~



(01/24/07-21:16:08)

maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas
= Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~my mind drifted back to Raf and the documents I had been unable to deliver. I hoped the grey mare made it to Nonna so there would be a few days bought before he stormed the hacienda to seek me. I knew as well as I knew the chain could not be ripped out of the wall by my hands that he would come and I would be dead and I knew it was only a matter of time that I were dead and burned. I wondered if he'd hold true to his word of notifying the authorities where I was residing. I doubted he would, as that would complicate his own personal plans with the hacienda. but still Raf was not completely sane and so who knew what he might do when angry. that personality trait had kept him in his prestigious position for the past few decades and it seemed to not be lessening through the current unstable political climate. though I found I didn't quite care as much today as I did yesterday and really these were just things to think about in order that I wouldn't think about how angry she looked and how uncaring she was.~



(01/24/07-21:24:14)

maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas
= Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~I took to examining my fingernails. I wasn't vain in the least bit though I had reason to be. I chuckled as I thought this and continued to look over the short ragged nails at the ends of my long fingers. I lifted my hand to bite at a nail absently while my eyes shifted to the sound of someone entering. I watched the slave silently. it didn't dawn on me as I thought of her as 'the slave.' and it certainly didn't register that to someone else I might be viewed as 'the salve' or worse yet 'the chained slave.' if it had I would of obsessed over it but it didn't and so I watched the slave as she moved through the quiet sleeping area. she carried herself well, almost pranced in her walking. she kept her back arched and her ass tilted high as if she had been through some rigorous training in the ring behind the stables. I found myself admiring her until she left from my view to return to whatever she needed to be doing elsewhere in the hacienda. and then once more I was alone with the faces on the wall and my chewed ingernail between my teeth~



maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas
== Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~I knew that Rivan felt I had betrayed her although I wasn't sure exactly how I had done it. she felt it on things other than what I would have thought she would judge me. she didn't mention the papers or the deed or even the carved replica of the king's seal. no, she had spoke of Dani and Artero and my interpersonal interactions with them and I wondered on this. and I tried to make heads over tails sense of it and found I just could not. it's not like people haven't fuckedin the salon before and thats all I did from my point of view. I had had sex, and it was good sex too. I smiled thinking on that. yes, it was true the first time took me to a place in my head which seemed full of light and not enough air and those feelings were magnified by the pain inflicted upon me. these things were true and I knew that about myself now. but I also knew that as much as I respond to that pain I don't long for it. I don't want it until it's happening. and that confuses me ause it seems like I'd want it all the time like I want pussy. I laughed quietly as I thought that last sentence and stared at the wall while the feelings and sensations associated with pussy took over my thought process for a bit of time~



maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas
== Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~i sighed as I broke my train of thought and I looked around the quiet space once more. as soon as I heard mention of the word collar, I knew this is what it would be. my eyes slowly shifted down the empty long hall shaped room and I longingly looked toward the far off door. I'd give anything to just walk freely around the hacienda. but then, perhaps not in my current situation. turth is, I dreaded being seen and having to interact. I feared it, though thats not the word I woul dused if forced to admit to any feeling about it at all. but there was a big part of me internally that feared being seen like this. I dropped my gaze to follow the edge of the pallet I sat upon and forced myself to be still and think of nothing. and I tried to slow my breathing to an undectable level of quiet.~

[Maxwell]

((thanks Myra))

(01/25/07-08:52:12)
maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas


== Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~my rest had not come during the night, in fact I had spent it sitting in the same position I had been in since I was first chained in the long dark room which had become my prison. I watched in the early hours of the morning as the slaves prepared themselves for their day of work and debauchery and I had found myself wondering how they could seem to be happy in their situations. oh sure some seemed disgruntled in their collared lives but their disquiet came more from a lack of any kind of drive to endure than real suffering and I'd bet more than a couple were just those kinds of people that weren't happy unless they found something to bitch about. I sat half leaned to my side against the wall and had watched them blatently as they just as blatently ignored my being among them. I wondered if they had been instructed to do so or if they had chosen to use one of the few rights they had left. those secret rights of judgement and decision free people chose to pretend slaves did not retain~




(01/25/07-09:02:30)
maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas


== Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~one of the slaves had intrigued me more than the others. she was raven haired and her hair coiled around her almost veil like and moved as she did to sway down the length of her spine. it was unruly and almost unkept looking although I myself had witnessed her brushing it for what had to be an hour. I was both amazed at her determination in trying to maintain some order in her mop of jet black hair and amazed in her hair's refusal to sccumb to the rigorous brushing. perhaps she should just cut it off, but I didn't know anything about hair or how it should be kept except I knew I did like the shape of a woman's neck when hair was pulled back and piled. but that didn't matter, I was just interested in watching her as she paraded nude and tried to look put together instead of just fucked. but thats really all I found interesting about her was her hair. otherwise she wasn't all that attractive. she wasn't ugly by any means but she was common. just plain bordering on pretty. it was obvious she wasn't a stranger to work though and her muscles did shift beneath her flesh when she walked through the hall toward the door at the end and the last I saw of her was a coil of bouncing hair as she turned around the side of the door to walk down the hallway leading from the room. and when she was gone I was alone again, for who knew how long. and I worried where my mind might take me in the stillness of my seclusion~




(01/25/07-09:22:49)
maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas


== Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~and so I went back to looking at the wall and I found myself comparing it to the wall in the salon. I knew that wall well from being chained to it for so long upon my arrival to the hacienda and it still remained fresh in my mind. the pattern for applying the plaster was different in this room. it was less decorative and more slapped on almost as if they had planned on this just being a barn of sorts for the slaves. I found the profiles outlined that I had counted the night before and hazels eyes caressed them in a slow glance to trace over the subtle bends in the plaster's ridges. before my eyes drifted to the plate of food that had come to me this morning. still, it was untouched and now had grown cold. it was nice however that the meal had been hot and not some cold meal with a texture similar to that dried on the wall beside me. but I wasn't hungry, at least I told my self this and I extended my leg to slide the plate out from the reach of my chain in case I weakened and decided to eat. I rolled my head on my shoulders then and heard the creaking of my spine. once it popped I settled into my still and quiet state once more and tried to listen. I believed that if I grew quiet enough I would hear sounds further down the hall and maybe I could too feel a part of something real even if it was in the most voyueristic way.~



(01/25/07-09:39:47)
maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas


== Inside the Villa ==
(in communal slave quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~an ominous sensation built in the center of my gut and spread it's blackness through my body and soul and I found myself gasped in the pressure of it as my mind became lost in that feeling of dread and I canted my head to the right and focused on the time continuum to try and determine the the number of days late the documents were from being returned. my eyes narrowed in my thoughts and the fingers on my left hand twitched in my counting. a cold chill washed through me as I realised we were close to having him come. I wasn't afraid of death, in fact in many ways it was prefered over my current state, although I didn't desire it either and certaily would not outright choose to die when there was a chance of living and eventually making my escape. but I did fear Raf and even moreso I feared the connections he had within the church and within the king's council. he never worried me when I was with him, but that was no longer the case. by now I would be his sworn enemy. I knew he hadn't held firm on reporting my whereabouts to any authority as no one had come and I was not now in jail, well nto any regular jail. but I knew he'd come and that the people who lived here would not be safe. I glanced toward the door as I thought this and wondered if anyoen wold even believe me if I spoke of it. of course I knew nothing about Dani's diappearance and how that would play into my fears and what I suspected would happen. I lifted my finger to my mouth as I thought and obsessed over the sure fate of the residents of the hacienda and I began to chew on the corner of the tip of my finger nearest my nailbed. it would appear I was biting my nails if anyone happened by, but I was not I was biting into the flesh of my finger. and once I tasted blood I gave a look around as I moved over slightly on the pallet, creating a space between the edge of the pallet and the wall. then with the bloody tip of my finger I reached and painted a triangle on the floor, then another of equal size only inverted as it sat within th first to form the six pointed star. my head lifted to glance around the quiet dorm like room again before my face tilted downward to watch the bloody circle form around the star and then that shape repeated around the first.~



(01/25/07-09:56:51)
maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas


== Inside the Villa ==
(in personal quarters)

: says to ALL:.... ~I left a dotted bloody mark for each of the watchtowers and then moved so my leg was above the marking on the floor and obscured it from veiw as it dried. I leaned my head against the wall then and tried tot hik of something to pass the time away. I had counted the people I've killed and the faces on the wall and I counted the number of times Nonna had told me about being careful of involving our sect with Raf's already so those things were not entirely on my own personal mental to do lists. I sighed again and pressed my palm against the flat of my gut. I needed to piss and wondered when the pot would be brought and my belt unlocked so I could do so. that act of freeign my cock to piss would be the highlight of my day and I found I looked forward to it a little bit. if not for the chance to actually see someone up close if nothing else. I hated the degrading factor of it but it was better than pissing on myself in the thick leather belt locked around my groin.~

[Maxwell]

(01/27/07-12:52:44)
maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas


== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to ALL:.... ~the salon upon my entering was quiet and I appreciated that small fact. I welcomed the silence as I moved through the place. I'd stop here and there to set a pillow back ont he couch or to straighten the items on one of the tables. hazel eyes scanned over the slaves working diligently to prepare the food table and assure everything was fresh and hot and good. I smirked a little as I watched them and wondered anew at their contentment in their current station. I often wanted to ask one of them if they ever thought of being free but I was truely reluctant to engage any of them in conversation out of some fear that my doing so would be percieved as some silent agreement on my side that I was equal to them. that was implausible deep inside myself and so I spent most of my time not walking and just wandering around the hacienda doing little things as I saw them needing done. I felt at times I was slowly loosing my grasp on reality, cabin fever I guess. I wanted some of my former excitement. hwo I would ride out through the forest or across the rolling pastures and find some gunfire or go to port and drink and visit my familia. I frowned thinking of them and wondered if Rivan had gotten Nonna away yet and if she was safe. I missed her as much as I missed my life and the freedom to do as I pleased which I had taken for granted and which I had assumed meant I could do anything I pleased. my head shook in my thoughts as I walked along the food table and reached to pick up a piece of flat bread. I tore at it in my fingers and brough bite sized pieces to my mouth while I walked to gaze out of the door into the plaza.~



(01/27/07-12:59:38)
maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas


== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to ALL:.... ~as I watched the cloud filtered sunlight on the tiles outside the door. I thought on my life up until this moment. it was true what I had said to Jennet, I had killed several men and I had been quiet successful in my theivery. yet, here I stood collared and finding some sort of honorable intent in myself to ignore the depressed state which the collar brought to my mind and to stay and endure it. I knew I could leave if truely I wished to, I had already devised a couple plans to do so in my mind. it would be an easy thing to do. the guards here were skilled and vigilant, but there were holes which could work to my advantage and I could get away and live. but for what? I had nothing out in the world. I had lied to my familia to protect those within the hacienda and for doing that I would be killed by Raf and his men if I left the grounds. and if I left these grounds and tried to return I would be killed by Raul and his men. I lifted a piece of the bread to my lips and chewed it, it was sweet and melted as I chewed it within the humid cavern on my mouth. my eyes lifted to see the sky and watch a bird fly against the sun illuminated clouds which shrouded the earth. it circled and then dove suddenly out of sight beyond the top of the wall across the plaza. and as it did I thought again of that time that was missing in my consciousness when they say I tried to force Myra to marry me.~




(01/27/07-13:08:02)
maxwell verrelli {RcL}
Chastized whore of Rivan
Residente de Hacienda de las Rosas


== Inside the Villa ==
(within the richly furnished salon)

: says to ALL:.... ~I pieced through the events I recalled. I remember leaving here to take the false report of the armed guards into the port. I smiled as I remembered my nervousness in thinking that report would have been seen as invalid. I had halved the number, two times as many armed men would be here ready to meet Raf had he come. after I turned the report in I had rode to see Nonna in her shop to get more vials of the potion I used to ward off Raf's curse ont he property. Nonna had been upset and she told me of Raf discovering that Rachel had been working with her contacts in the church to inform them of Raf's plan to have his contact ascend in ranks in the religious sect and how some of Raf's men had ridden south along the course to deal with Rachel themselves. I recalled Nonna pleading with me to not ride after them and I recalled ignoring her pleas and riding out to protect my sister. I had been to late in the long hard ride and when I arrived Rachel's wagon was in flames and she was screaming as the men used her one after another. I remembered being outraged and forgetting my training and experience and charging in alone dispite being obviously outnumbered. and then I recall seeing Rachel, half dead and stripped and fighting as they held her suspended at waist level. she had been bloody and her hair was tangled where it hung to the ground. and I remember the ground beneath her being muddy from the blood because they had just slit her neck and I recalled how her eyes were vacant as she looked upward and I knew she couldn't see me even though it looked like she was peering right at me. I choked a little ont he bread I had been chewing as I recalled that sight. my sister, the last of my true immediate family was dead. I remembered seeing that~