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Post by bookity101 on Jul 22, 2009 21:50:42 GMT -5
Noel's eye's strayed to the door, wondering what Viv was doing. His attention was pulled back to the Admiral when he asked about Tyess. (tie-s).
“Well, his name is Tyess Novak and as I said before, he has served in the navy for a little more than eight years, serving with the captain of the Bold before me, he is calm under pressure, and has an uncanny knowledge of the sea winds.” Noel shook his head in wonder “Actually, when I was helping him learn to sail, I allowed him control of the wheel, by pure instinct he dropped us into a cross wind that nobeast, even my most experienced helmsbeast had noticed.” Noel shook his head, remembering the look on Manul’s face when Tyess had caught the wind.
((sorry i havn't been on lately, RL has lost its normalcy here)).
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Post by Ladorak on Jul 23, 2009 13:39:57 GMT -5
((Oh my. Hopefully nothing too serious or too permanent. If you need to be away for awhile just drop us a line. Things won't really pick up until I get back anyways. I wish you the best and hope things get sorted out soon.))
The sable frowned but in appreciation rather than discomfort. He nodded, his brow raising a bit at these words. "I see...I see. That's rather impressive then. If he's been in the Navy for 8 years then I don't see why he shouldn't be made Lieutenant. That's right around the correct time after all."
Standing now, Admiral Bonaventure stretched his limbs a bit. "Well.....I think my work here is done Captain. I give you permission to upgrade Mr. Novak's rank and make him the Third Officer on your ship. I'll send orders down to Mr. Stryker to report to your ship right away where I'm sure he'll begin managing things for you until you arrive. Don't feel rushed...take your time. As said, there's going to be a long wait I think at the ordnance yard but your order WILL go through eventually. Let's see...."
The sable paused now, trying to think if there was anything else. "Well.....I've given you your work order for your ship. If you need anything my office is aboard the Republican. I won't be keeping a land office here. I find the Republican more than spacious enough for my needs. Best of luck Captain, and we sail to glory in the near future."
Throwing off a quick salute, Bonaventure replaced his hat and strode for the door. "I can find my own way out thank you." he said courteously and made his way down the stairs and to the front door, lifting his hat a bit at some of the gathered beasts as he passed by. They were all equal now...right? No sense in flouting his nobility in front of them after all. And with that, Bonaventure was gone, out the door to continue making his arounds around to the various Captains in Bray.
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Post by bookity101 on Aug 5, 2009 19:02:04 GMT -5
Noel rose along with the Admiral, giving him a crisp salute as he left. After Bonaventure left Noel returned his seat, arranging the papers that he had been given so he could get that order in as soon as possible. After he had the papers ordered he sat back, taking a a quick drink as he settled into his seat. He began to scan papers, making notes here and there on the things he would have to do to give Lt Stryker a quick know-how about the ship worked. After he was finished with that he headed behind the curtain to grab his pencils and some paper, then headed out into the hall towards the study that had belonged to his mother back before the Red Lodge Inn was an Inn.
The door swung open on slightly squeaky hinges, the one thing that had annoyed Noel's father to no end was the fact that his mother would always let a slight layer of rust build up on the hinges to her private rooms, so nobeast would be able to sneak up on her was what she said, but privately Noel thought that she did just to poke fun at her mate.
Noel breathed in the scent of the flowers that his mother had loved, white lilies and yellow roses. He stood for a moment, just remembering the lady who had taught him to love art, at the same time his father wanted him to learn things that he considered more male inclined arts, like sailing and sword fighting. While he excelled at these things, drawing and painting were his favorites. He had natural talent for it, even his early pictures were very well done. All of them hung on the walls of this room, filling every corner. Here one he did of his father while he stood on the upper deck of a merchant ship, there one of his younger cousins playing in the sunlight halls of their ancestral home. He stopped in front of his favorite one, one he had done no more than 7 seasons ago, one of his mother and her best friend, ironically she was now his step-mother. Noel walked over to the desk he had brought in after his mother’s death. It was the one thing he changed, it had to be changed because he was a good 30cm taller than her. Her desk still stood over in the corner by the window.
Noel shook himself lightly, settling down to sketch a picture he had been seeing in his mind’s eye for several day’s time….
Almost an hour later, Mic knocked on the door, poking his snout in so he could see Noel sitting at the giant oak desk. For a big beast, Mic moved very silently, clearing his throat quietly to announce his presence. Noel glanced up, slightly startled at the sudden appearance of Mic. “Ah, hello Mic,” Noel glanced up at him, then to the grandfather clock that leaned against the wall on the far side of the room. “Its time for lunch isn’t it, my silent friend.” Mic nodded once. Noel sighed, looking down at the picture on the desk, there was something still missing from it… Mic reached out a paw and rapped the desk sharply to gain Noel’s attention again. Noel jumped this time, to absorbed in studying the picture before him. As Noel looked up at the tall beast, he smiled, giving in to the unspoken near demand. “All right Mic, All right.” He pushed himself away from the desk, stretching as he did. “Have Bella or Vasque send up my lunch then. With that Mic made his way out of the room, down to the kitchen to get Bella to send up the meal.
Bella wasn’t in the kitchen when Mic came in, so he stood leaning up against the counter, waiting for her to appear.
((If you want to use any of the characters in the hotel go ahead, just please leave Mic and Myles for me to use for now))
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Post by jaydjasmyn on Aug 6, 2009 8:17:31 GMT -5
~Viviana
Viv kept herself busy after leaving the room where Noel was having, what seemed like, a very important meeting. She took a self-tour of the place and took mental note of where it looked like it needed a good cleaning. The femme was very tidy and her ship would work like the inside of a watch, everything in it's place and everything having a purpose, a job. Silently she made a list as she carried around her clip board. This place could use a good cleaning.
Now she headed off to the kitchen to take inventory. Viv let out a loud sigh when she realized that a few cases of food were missing from the pantry. What would she do about it? Was someone stealing it? Viv shook her head, turned upon her heels and headed for the swinging kitchen door. She was in deep thought as she felt and heard her stomach rumble. Softly she groaned. Viv was hungry.
A few minutes went by when Mic entered the kitchen. Viv looked at him strangely. She was already making Noel his lunch. Perhaps she would actually get to sit down and eat with him. Wordlessly she worked until she had two sandwiches, two drinks and two deserts sitting upon a tray. She said nothing until she headed past Mic. Softly she smiled at him as she spoke. "I've got Noel's lunch. I'll take it up to him." Viv sauntered right passed him, not bothering to ask permission to take Noel his lunch.
The femme finally found him. She entered the room cautiously but still smiling at him as she sat the tray on the table. "I hope that you don't mind that I took the liberty of making and bringing you lunch. I thought that maybe you might be hungry by now." Much like a waitress Viv placed everything on the table and then spoke again. "Do you mind that I eat lunch with you? I've got something I want to talk to you about." If there was one thing that the male would have to get use to it would be Viviana taking up things with him. Until she gets this place running like she wants it she would need his advice here and there.
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Post by bookity101 on Aug 6, 2009 13:49:47 GMT -5
Noel went back to working on the drawing as soon as the door clicked shut behind Mic. He didn't know how much time passed between the time Mic left and Viviana entered. Because Mic was the one who had been sent to fetch his lunch, he expected Mic to be the one who entered with it. with this expectation, Noel didn't even look up till he heard Viviana address him. She startled him badly enough that he jerked the paw holding his pencil across the paper in his rush to stand up. After a moment of catching his balance, he gathered up his pencils and the now ruined picture, not that he minded that part so much as it wasn't coming put so well, he shoved all of them into the top drawer of his desk, shutting it as soon as everything was out of the way.
Noel paused to regain his composure, his eye's closed for a few moments. Not long after he opened his eye's again, looking directly at Viv for the first time all day. "Miss Viviana, you have a most abominable habit of startling me." He shook his head as he walked away from the desk to grab another chair from across the room for her to sit in. "But I guess that is partly my fault for not paying attention."
Noel soon returned to the desk, carrying the chair and holding it for her to sit down in an unspoken agreement to her request that they eat together. He waited for her to sit, then walked around to his chair and sat down, folding his paws in front of him, waiting for her to start eating and for her to start talking first.
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Post by jaydjasmyn on Aug 7, 2009 8:40:20 GMT -5
The black around her eyes got even bigger when he drew a line across his art work because she startled him. Her muzzle opened and of course she was devastated, even as she allowed him to hold her seat for her while she sat down. Once he sat she would tell him how sorry she was for ruining his picture.
Viv swallowed hard as he looked at her. At times she couldn't read him. He wasn't like an open book that she's known most males to be. Softly she spoke as she organized the table. "I'm sorry about your drawing. I didn't mean to give you a fright." Fright may not have been the most appropriate word to use but it's the first word that came to her mind.
While she waited for him to answer she placed his plate before him, the plate with the sandwich on it. After that she put his drink near to him and then his desert, if he so chose to eat it. She desperately hoped that he wouldn't mind them eating together. Viv stopped and then looked to him, hoping that he'd respond to her in some verbal manner.
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Post by bookity101 on Aug 7, 2009 12:49:00 GMT -5
Noel nodded solemnly, keeping his face deliberately blank. "It's quite alright Miss Viviana," He said, motioning with one paw for her to begin eating, "That particular picture was not coming out right anyway." He shook his head, mostly at himself. He stood again, walking over to the window behind the desk and opening the curtain farther, lifting his mood as he did so. He stood staring at the harbor for a few moments before turning back to Viv. "You said that you had something that we needed to discuss?” He stayed standing, drink cup still in paw.
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Post by jaydjasmyn on Aug 8, 2009 18:50:11 GMT -5
~Viviana
She really hated him calling her Miss Viviana. But then again he was her boss and really he had the right to title her in any manner that he wanted to. Viv was afraid to step over that Employer-Employee relationship, not that he displayed to her any reasons why she should do such a thing. The male seemed more interested in his past then anything else, and the fact that he was now guaranteed a job, hence the reason for the visit from the military beasts earlier.
In the meantime the femme took a bite of her sandwich as she spread some papers on the table, preparing herself for what she wanted to talk to Noel about. From time to time her eyes would dart up to Noel and where he stood. Most of the time when in her presence he seemed to want to be as far away from her as he could stand and this 'friendly' lunch was no different. Viv leaned her head down and sniffed her shirt. No... she didn't smell and so that couldn't be the reason he usually tries to stand at a distance from her.
Such thoughts were put on the back burner when Noel brought up the fact that she indeed needed to talk to him about something. Viv swallowed her food and then cleared her throat as she stood and took the paper over to him. Daintily she pointed at a figure. "It seems as though some food has been taken from the kitchen for several months now." Viv scratched her neck and looked up at the male Meerkat. "You see... I've added up these numbers several time to be sure that I was correct and each time it adds up to someone taking food. Has anyone asked you if they could do that?" She didn't want to step on anyones toes if the case was that Noel gave someone permission to take food for a worthy cause but she was just doing what Noel hired her to do... keep track of things.
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Post by bookity101 on Aug 9, 2009 20:39:57 GMT -5
Noel took the paper from her paw's, doing some mental math, coming up with the same shortage. He walked over to the desk, grabbing his sandwich then walking back over where Viv stood. "I agree with you Miss, there is a discrepancy here." He took a bite of it as he did so. He paused a moment, looking at it. It wasn't what he usually had for lunch. He looked down at Viv."Miss Viviana, you a seat, I need to send for Myles, I will join you in just a moment."
Noel walked over to Mic, who by this time had joined them, standing by the door till he was needed. Noel glanced up at the tall stoat. "Mic I need yo to send Myles to me, I need him to do some checking for me." Mic merely nodded and left the room.
Noel made his way back to the desk, taking a few more bite's of the sandwich as he looked over the sheet again. Viv was well on her way to a pay raise if she was this thorough all the time, Mary Ann hadn't even realized that any was missing. As he sat down tho, his attention was on the staring at it and twitching his nose quizzically. "Miss Viviana, would you happen to know what Bella put on this?" He said, failing to identify the new taste, "She has never made my sandwich this way before..." He trailed off, then looked up at her, his curiosity evident on his face.
Noel shook his head, "I'm sorry Miss, I forgot to ask what you thought about my Inn," He smiled slightly "So, Miss Viviana, what do you think of the Lodge?"
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Post by jaydjasmyn on Aug 25, 2009 7:43:20 GMT -5
~Viviana
Viv smiled ever so warmly toward Noel as her dark gray eyes watched him. She took note of his reaction to her news of there being food missing and she also watched intently as he bit into the sandwich that she had made by her own paws. And so needlessly to say she grinned mischievously when he asked what was put on the sandwich. "I made the sandwich and I just put on that spicy brown mustard with a little left over turkey and some spinach leaves with maybe a little seasonings." She took a bite of her sandwich then looked up at him, asking him a question of course after she chewed and swallowed. "Why do you ask? Is it bad tasting? Maybe you are accustomed to fancier sandwiches. Do you want me to make you something else?" Now Viv's mind was racing. Perhaps he didn't like the food. Nervously she stared at him as she pressed a piece of her long silver hair behind her ear.
Viv responded to his first question after he asked his second question and so without waiting for his response to her asking if he would like something else to eat she grinned and shared with him what she thought of the Inn. "The Inn? Oh! Well it's lovely. I guess I'll feel more comfortable once I get things the way that I like them. I need to get use to the schedule and such but I think that I'll fit in splendidly. But yes... The Inn will be a nice place to work." Viv cleared her throat, hoping that her answer was satisfaction to the male.
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