Simply business [Chelle]

by **Alpha** July 17th 2012, 1:46 am

Fingers tapped noisily against keys as she ran green eyes over a bright,glaring screen. The document was an hour long project,one that took meticulous editing and revision as to make it seem perfect. Elena was one who wanted things to be perfect the first time around, as to avoid unwanted disasters,though as the saying went: Nobody was perfect. Not that it kept her from trying to atleast keep up the appearance of perfection,which went almost as far as the real thing. Two white figures stood at her side as they swayed stupidly from left to right. ” One of you bring me a bottled water.” the command was reinforced by a motion towards an ice filled bowl that contained the beverages,at the crest was the bottled water. A low grunt was her answer as it moved with inhuman speed,dropping the drink in her hand within a matter of seconds,much to her pleasure. 'Thank you.” She said placing the bottle against hardwood as she returned to the work at hand.

It was true that the beings had no real mind of their own but they felt as children to her;and that was the only reason she needed for treating them at least partially like humans. Enough to clothe them at least. The tapping of keys persisted until she was at last finished,loudly pressing the last key as she moved the cursor to print it. Machine whirring to life as ink cartridges slapped against paper and the words were made physical.

A sharp sigh let itself loose through her lips as she ran lithe fingers through bedraggled red hair,something she had not even deigned to brush into its usual smooth,straight form. Today was to be a lazy day for the witch but a brilliant idea had come upon her in the dreamy state between consciousness and sleep. Nails dug into the scrunchie as she slid it out of the mess,tossing it to the floor as the mane was allowed to flow once again,in all of its messy glory. Standing to her feet,she snapped fingers as a young girl in armor walked to her side. 'I want this document in a proper file and ready within thirty minutes. Make all the proper withdraws and send the message to the proper people. Do not screw up.”This was said with an even tone as she walked pas the girl who only nodded. She would not let the witch down.

Showering was sublime, as it always was to the woman. The feel of hot water washing away the troubles of the world was absolutely entrancing, as well as knowing that you would be refreshed by the warm current brought a certain ease to her. After the quick bath,she shook the water from her hair before drying her hair with the latest hairdryer,combing the locks out as they flowed down her back. A suit was hanging on the door of the bathroom. The top was a simple black that matched with the bottom skirt,both pinstriped. Black heels were layed by the wonderful suit as well as a pair of black leather gloves,all going for that serious and confident business woman look. Though Elena added the illusion of glasses to make it complete.

Stepping through the bathroom door in full dress,she was greeted by the girl holding a folder towards her. Elena nodded and took the file as she walked out of the suites door and was off towards the location. Her hair was changed to fit her disguise,which was a bright blonde and eyes a liquid blue. All it took was about twenty minutes for a taxi driver to drop her off at the destination,which she had to admit was impressive. Elena walked through the front doors,which slid open in front of her. 'I'm here to meet Chelle,I called earlier setting up the appointment.” She said pressing a thin folder tot he receptionist. It wasn't an important one but something that she was expected to show. The young woman nodded as she pointed her in the right direction.

With a quick pace,Elena made her way to the office of one Chelle Takeiro and pushed the door open as she walked in. Though of course the sight she had come upon was not the most pleasant. ”It seems i'm intruding on something.”

by **Chellizard** July 17th 2012, 5:21 pm

Rochelle Felicity DiMartino-Takeiro. A name full of syllables that was normally cut short to either Queen Chelle, or Chelle Takeiro. The simplicity of things were divine, as well as curious. But, during this toss and turn nightmare, Chelle woke with a bead of sweat against her brow. She gasped and sat up to find herself safe in her bedroom. She had dreamnt it again. That she was captured, against her will, and her Thrones'.. her children, hadn't bothered to come for her. She clapped a hand over her mouth and stifled a sob before she pulled herself together and slid out of bed. She wore another baby-doll with a frilly trimmed skirt, and thin spaghetti straps. She peeled that off, though, her body sleek with that cold sweat. She dropped it to the floor, her trusted servant, Anna, coming to scoop it up and escort Chelle to her freshly drawn bath.

She stared at the water before sliding into it and leaning back. Anna sat on the edge of the tub and held Chelle's hand. "My Mistress.. my Queen.. are you all right? I heard screams of terror again.." Despite all the walls being sound proof, Anna could still hear. There was a sound monitor system and video camera set up to watch the windows and doors. It caught a shallow view of Chelle as she slept, and Anna was always watching. Her own personal Guardian Angel, or something along those lines. Even though, Anna was a fairy-girl. Maybe something like that. Chelle wasn't sure, and Anna did not know either. All Chelle knew? Anna wasn't fully human. she had something else.

After the bath, and the pampering, Chelle was pulled out of the tub and wrapped in a towel and then dried off. "Today is the day you become painted again. I believe it's nearly time, actually. Let's fix your hair, madam." Anna's short clipped words, and English accent added a bit of fun flare to conversations. "Of course, my darling. How should my hair be? Wet, still? Or shall we dry it and let it flow around of me?" Chelle looked at herself in the mirror, grabbed red lipstick, and painted her lips. She then patted her cheeks to gain some color, and stood up, her towel falling around of her. Anna grabbed the towel and dried Chelle's hair and then stepped back.

She stepped from the bathroom, and walked toward her office, Anna following her, as another female joined the room with a paintbrush and easel. Chelle's day couch had been pulled to the center of her office and the chandelier over head lit the room with soft, winking light. It made Chelle look even more beautiful. The painter was nervous and blushed at Chelle's body, her scars possibly scaring her. Chelle sighed and pulled a blanket to cover her bosom and lower abdomen. She left her leg and part of her waist exposed, along with her upper chest and arms. The white couch, and white blanket, as well as the crimson pillow Chelle had her head against looked great. She laid there and talked idly of her schedule while the Artist worked her magic.

Chelle's eyes, however, were drawn away once her office doors were opened to reveal a woman in a business suit. With a slender brow rising, Chelle smirked and let her lips part to speak. "What brings you here, lovie?" Chelle rose a hand to have the Artist pause her work, and Chelle sat up and hugged the blanket around of her front, weakly letting it cloth her as she stepped forward. "Do I have an appointment right now, Anna?" "Oops.. yes, yes you do, madame.. I shall leave you to it. Come along, Miss Julie." Anna escorted the painter out, leaving the nearly finished piece for Chelle too look at and admire while she looked to the blonde-headed woman. She was gorgeous, too. "If I had known another beautiful creature would have been joining me.. I would have waited to have the Artist paint us both. This piece is going on the wall in here somewhere." Smiling, Chelle walked around of the woman, her smell so very familiar... faintly, but familiar.

by **Alpha** August 7th 2012, 3:04 pm

”Ah, seems like we’re alone now.” She said letting green eyes narrow into slits as she set her papers down upon the nearest table, running fingers through her hair for a second, as she did so it turned from its light blonde into a deep red. There would be no need for pretenses here, not while she was with a…friend. If that was what she could call Chelle but simple things like that wouldn’t matter. ”It will be a lovely piece I’m sure but I’m here for more pressing matters.” Elena said plainly, pressing well filed nails against the manila folder, which contained important information within. Mostly the information involving a target she would have this upstart group known as Thrones eliminate for her. It would be all too easy really and with the price she was paying, there would hopefully be no questions asked.

With a snap of her fingers a small chair of light formed, Elena sitting down upon it with a simple motion. Legs were crossing as she let a small smile form upon her lips, eyes already taking on a green color. ”It’s been a while Chelle.” In fact it had,she actually couldn’t remember when they last met but it was atleast months, maybe a year since last, ever since that attack upon New York, when everything had went so wrong. Though maybe it was just a Caster plot but they failed miserably in whatever they were planning. Though Elena always had luck when dealing with necromancers and their twisted schemes or maybe it was because the skilled never tried to control her.

by **Chellizard** August 16th 2012, 3:18 pm

Chelle smirked slightly, her lips curling from that smirk into a Cheshire grin. "It had been a while. I knew your scent was recognizable. Weren't you shorter the last time we met? Smaller bust, too; narrower hips. You were just a young child. Good thing you have magic in your blood and bones." Chelle chuckled and looked to the manila folder and nodded. "Pressing matters indeed," she purred and then waved a finger across her torso. "Let me dress myself," she said, stepping away from her office for a short moment to dress herself. She chose a simple tiered gown- her favorite type of course- and stepped into a pair of heels that matched the dark purple material. The strapless, waist hugging gown was gorgeous and fell around of her long legs perfectly. She stepped back into her office and noticed the chair of light.

"Nice touch," she smiled and then sat behind of her desk, tucked into her chair. She relaxed there and then leaned forward, her hand extending gently for the folder. "So, you'd like to hire my company for a job then? Interesting. May I?" she asked, her hand accepting the folder. She then slid it open correctly and placed it's contents onto her desk top and shuffled through the papers. "Explain to me the major details; I'll read over the rest later. My main concern is money, possibly. I've only recently regained part of my fortune. It was lost a few centuries ago because of my stupid brother." She sighed and shook her head, a finger brushing a piece of hair from her face. She flicked her auburn eyes back to the gorgeous red-head and waited for her to give her all the information she needed.

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