Role Play Here

Jack- It's ok..You can leave a shop for clothes..He handed her the keys.

Rose; nods as he describes the path.  Then watched him surprised by his reaction. Of course you get your own room.  She looks even more surprised as he says he'd never had his own entire room. wait...what?  That's...never??

Kate; looks at the keys surprised. I ah...I can't drive

Nicholas:

"Well, I remember sleeping on a pile of clothes in the laundry room a few owners back," he said, his ears rocking back and forth on his head. "Another time, I slept in my owner's room in case of thieves or burglars, but I had to sleep on the floor. Oh, and there was one time I slept in a closet. That wasn't too bad." 

Rose; looks at him thoughtful Would you be more comfortable elsewhere...until you are ready for the big room? (sorry it isn't long I don't have time to type a long one rightnow)

Nicholas:

"No, the room is fine," he said. "I'll just sleep on the floor until I'm ready." He paused for a moment. "Thank you so much," he said, almost shyly. It came out very quietly. "I really, truly appreciate everything. It almost makes me feel like a-" He stopped talking. "Nevermind," he dismissed the sentence quickly. 

Jack-Well okay then,I guess I can uh drive you..He mumbled and went to the car and buckled his belt,he waited for Kate and then drove to town playing 90's music on the radio.He quitely sang along.

Kate; tilts her head back against the head rest and closes her eyes letting the music sooth her.

Rose; half-smiles wishing Nicholas would have finished his sentence. If you need anything just ask me,okay? She gestured lightly at the room. The only request I have is that everyone must eat three meals a day together.  The next one is in a hour.  Do you think you will have enough time to settle in?

Nicholas:

"Of course," he replied with a smile. "It's not like I have any clothes with me other than the outfit I'm wearing right now." He let out a small, bitter chuckle, looking at the outfit he was wearing. It wasn't much, but a thin white button-up shirt, tattered black pants that hugged his body and showed exactly how thin he was, and some shoes. He then looked at Rose. "Well. I suppose I'll see you in an hour?" 

Rose; pauses biting her tongue for a second before letting a question fall out. If you want I can take you shopping? She didn't want him to think she was giving charity but she didn't want him thinking he would not have luxary if he wanted it.  After many years of working she could afford just about anything.  She looked at him her eyes wide as she bit her younger lip in worry.

Nicholas:

"Shopping?" he hesitated. "No, you don't have to go through the trouble of taking me shopping... These clothes are fine. I'm quite comfortable with them." Actually, shopping sounded great in Nicholas's mind. But he would never let anybody offer to take him... Shopping. Besides, he wouldn't know what to buy. He wasn't very much into clothing, as they were just pieces of cloth that covered up parts that needed to be covered. Nicholas knew his clothes were a disaster, though. Some parts had shredded off because of the actions of his past owners, others beginning to fray. "Really. You don't have to take me shopping." 

Rose; smiles lightly at the opening he'd left her with I might not have to take you shopping...but I want to.  Besides I could also get a present for my friend. She adds the last part as a offhand reason to go shopping because she really did want to shop with him

Nicholas:

He hesitated. He'd never really been out of his owners' homes before, and he knew he was going to be quite a bit shy. "A-alright," he said, his cat-like ears rocking back and forth on his head. "I, um... I guess you could take me shopping. I mean... If you have to get a present for your friend."

Rose; shakes her head slightly. There is not a much of having to do anything right now, I chose to do what I do, and soon you will be making these choices on your own. She smiles slightly at him It will be wonderful to take you shopping though, hopefully it will be a great day for the both of us. She's standing by the door now. I have to go change for dinner, but you are welcome to explore or anything else you chose to do

Nicholas:

"Ah... ... Okay. You can go ahead and change, then," he said quietly. He was still at a... Culture-shock, I suppose you could call it. He wasn't used to this kind of treatment at all. After all, he had just changed from being beaten up every single day to being told that he was going to make his own decisions, go shopping for clothes, and he was actually going to be treated like a person. It just seemed... So different. 

Rose; pauses mentally calculating time.  I'd recommend not trying to find my room, but in about ten minutes and anything after that you can find me in the kitchen.  So if you need anything you can find me easily.  She smiled and backed out his door.

Nicholas:

"Okay. Thank you." After Rose had left the room, Nicholas ensured that the door was closed. He then looked around the room he would be calling "his bedroom" from that point on. It was... Almost odd. He was not used to such luxuries. Sitting down on the bed, he almost flinched at how comfortable and soft it was. What a fast change. Just a few hours ago, he had been in a cage, thinking that whoever was going to claim him was going to be an evil person. But he thought wrong.

Rose; walks through the maze automatically, finding the way to the center easily.  Sitting on the bed she smiled absently to herself thinking about Nicholas.  He was an interesting Neko...and by far the most abused one she'd ever met.   Her mouth pulled down at the horrible images that flashed across her mind, flinching she stood up and grabbed this dress and put it on.  Opting out of shoes since she thought they were cumbersome, she made her way back through the maze and down the stairs, to the kitchen and started to help the servants create a meal for them all.

Nicholas:

He had been thinking to himself. How kind Rose was, and how utterly beautiful her house was. He closed his eyes as he sat on the comfortable bed, remembering what his past owners were like. Memories of pain coursing through his body, dark places, hopeless feelings, the cruel laughter of older men and women as he cowered and begged for it all to stop- 

Nicholas quickly opened his eyes, no longer wanting to experience the horrid thoughts. He noticed his tail was quivering and his ears were pressed flat against his head. Letting out a small sigh, almost as if to comfort himself, he stood up, noticing it was time for dinner. He did not have anything to change into, so he simply walked out into the maze wearing what he had been wearing. He supposed he didn't look too bad, apart from the tears in his clothing, with the occasional hint of deep red- the color of old blood. Nicholas looked around the maze, unsure of where to go. This is rather discouraging for burglars, he thought to himself, before finally finding his way into the dining room. He thought it was very elegant, very beautiful, and a joy to look at. He stopped his gawking, and stood there rather awkwardly. 

Rose; came out of the kitchen loaded under dishes, seeing a figure out of the corner of her eye she smiled though she couldn't tell who distracted by the dishes as she was. Balancing them carefully she carried them to the Long table and placed them there in a stack before turning to the figure and recognizing Nicholas Hello Her eyes brighten as she looks at him, glad he'd come down, though a close inspection showed signs she missed earlier.  Anger and sorrow curling in her stomach she turned back to the plates so she could set the table for her household. Today I think you should sit close to me?  It doesn't matter where you sit but... she trails off

Nicholas:

"I'd be alright if I sat next to you," he said, his voice rather quiet. He didn't know why it was so quiet. Perhaps it was the fact that he was not used to his surroundings? Or maybe... He had a hidden fear of Rose? Though Nicholas did not like to think it, he knew it was true. He was afraid of Rose. Not because she appeared to be evil or because she was just so nice and kind- because he was afraid of her turning onto a cold personality, just as he was about to trust her. It seemed like something an owner would do, to further torment a Neko slave like him. Not wanting to think about that anymore, he hesitated before saying, "Is there anything I can help you with? Housework, preparation for dinner..." His voice trailed off, but his deep red eyes looked at her, awaiting an answer.