Post by pup on May 29, 2006 6:16:16 GMT -5
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nura{Nyah}
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Hulneth Island GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: Remembering my promise to the Jarl and then thinking about what my Mistress said, fingers curled into tight balls, knowing I had milked one bosk and doing another shouldn’t be so bad thinking a little bit wondering if the bonds had some gloves, rising up from where I had been kneeling thinking deeply, if I had gloves on it would save my hands and touching those teats things, shuddering moving back into the house so I could slip on my boots, reaching for a sis cloak checking around the area looking for a nice pair of gloves or mittens and remembering to take a basket with me to and small pair of shears as I hurried about collecting what I needed with a mischief grin across dusky pink lips thinking this one was smart as I solved a solution to what I could use.
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(04:37:35 )
nura{Nyah}
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Hulneth Island GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: Looking into the basket seeing it laden with the items, moving outside, enjoying the moment of quiet, stepping down of the porch moving down to the barn, heart beating fast as I caught sight of the thrall in the distant, seeing him move, mutter knowing he was going to fetch the bosk out of the pen, kicking the dirt in front of me, humming softly, watching a butterfly and bees as they nestle on the bright colour flowers swaying in a gentle breeze.
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(04:46:07 )
nura{Nyah}
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Hulneth Island GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: Fingers of my free hands moved up twisting a strand of hair, letting the end drift between my lips, sucking it wondering how much longer I can make the walk to the barn take, hearing the thrall calling in the distant, muttering softly under my breath, dragging my feet slightly slower wondering I if I could go any slower properly not chuckling thinking a snail would beat me if it was a race. Getting to the barn my voice was bright and alive, slipping through the door screwing up my nose.
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(05:38:00 )
nura{Nyah}
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Hulneth Island GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: Moving back and falling on to my back, legs up in the air, waving them about, muttering under the cloth about the darn bosk, pushing my self up kicking the stool out of the way, hand curled around the stool then slipping back on it, using my gloved covered hands, noticing that they where now covered in hay bits, shaking my head, letting my hand pat the bosk, telling it not to move placing the pail underneath, checking then letting gloved cover hands coil around the teats thinking that it didn’t feel too bad nor smelt too bad, letting my fingers lightly squeeze them.
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(06:03:05 )
nura{Nyah}
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Hulneth Island GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: Hearing a squirt of the milk hitting the side of the pail, then squeezing and pulling slightly screwing up my nose, as I started to think about what to talk to the bosk about, hmmm ok bosk my name is nura and once a upon time I lived on earth, as my hands kept moving and the milk kept coming noticing it tail was swishing more and more. Wondering if it was enjoying the feel of the gloves on its udders and teats, well I came here a few days back but I love living in the city even though there wasn’t much gardens, but any how mrs bosk, am I doing ok, not sure how clear it could hear what I was saying though the cloth.
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(06:22:41 )
nura{Nyah}
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Hulneth Island GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: Moving my hands pressing the belly checking a soft sigh slips outs as it was still half full looking into the bucket moving off the stool and moving to the other side of the smelly bosk hearing the thrall laugh as he rubs the nose of the bosk telling her not to worry about the new nutty bond and it will in time get better, muttering under my breath, sitting back down on the stool, slowly placing my gloved hands around the teats once more, squeezing them, watching the milk squirt into the pail.
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(06:52:18 )
nura{Nyah}
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Hulneth Island GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: Squeezing a few more times checking that the udders where empty a warm big smile crossed my lips, moving away picking up the pail and the stool placing the stool away looking into the pail of milk grinning noticing a few pieces of hay and wool floating on the surface of the milk, humming softly moving to the basket picking it up knowing I can filter the milk when I get back, to take the hay and the few hairs from the woolen gloves, moving outside tugging on the cloth letting me breath in the fresh air, a soft warm smile crossed dusky pink lips. Moving back along the path singing, milking nura done and I didn’t touch the bosk, hay dee hoe I didn’t touch the bosk.
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(06:58:11 )
nura{Nyah}
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Hulneth Island GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to Pelagon GRP: seeing the Jarl with the funny animals waving pointing to the bucket *as promised Jarl one pail of milk * moving away to the hedges to find the greenry i would need to do the base of the garlands
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nura{Nyah}
Restricted by order
Hulneth Island GRP
is at the main house at the top of the land and says to ALL: Remembering my promise to the Jarl and then thinking about what my Mistress said, fingers curled into tight balls, knowing I had milked one bosk and doing another shouldn’t be so bad thinking a little bit wondering if the bonds had some gloves, rising up from where I had been kneeling thinking deeply, if I had gloves on it would save my hands and touching those teats things, shuddering moving back into the house so I could slip on my boots, reaching for a sis cloak checking around the area looking for a nice pair of gloves or mittens and remembering to take a basket with me to and small pair of shears as I hurried about collecting what I needed with a mischief grin across dusky pink lips thinking this one was smart as I solved a solution to what I could use.
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(04:37:35 )
nura{Nyah}
Restricted by order
Hulneth Island GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: Looking into the basket seeing it laden with the items, moving outside, enjoying the moment of quiet, stepping down of the porch moving down to the barn, heart beating fast as I caught sight of the thrall in the distant, seeing him move, mutter knowing he was going to fetch the bosk out of the pen, kicking the dirt in front of me, humming softly, watching a butterfly and bees as they nestle on the bright colour flowers swaying in a gentle breeze.
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(04:46:07 )
nura{Nyah}
Restricted by order
Hulneth Island GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to ALL: Fingers of my free hands moved up twisting a strand of hair, letting the end drift between my lips, sucking it wondering how much longer I can make the walk to the barn take, hearing the thrall calling in the distant, muttering softly under my breath, dragging my feet slightly slower wondering I if I could go any slower properly not chuckling thinking a snail would beat me if it was a race. Getting to the barn my voice was bright and alive, slipping through the door screwing up my nose.
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(05:38:00 )
nura{Nyah}
Restricted by order
Hulneth Island GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: Moving back and falling on to my back, legs up in the air, waving them about, muttering under the cloth about the darn bosk, pushing my self up kicking the stool out of the way, hand curled around the stool then slipping back on it, using my gloved covered hands, noticing that they where now covered in hay bits, shaking my head, letting my hand pat the bosk, telling it not to move placing the pail underneath, checking then letting gloved cover hands coil around the teats thinking that it didn’t feel too bad nor smelt too bad, letting my fingers lightly squeeze them.
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(06:03:05 )
nura{Nyah}
Restricted by order
Hulneth Island GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: Hearing a squirt of the milk hitting the side of the pail, then squeezing and pulling slightly screwing up my nose, as I started to think about what to talk to the bosk about, hmmm ok bosk my name is nura and once a upon time I lived on earth, as my hands kept moving and the milk kept coming noticing it tail was swishing more and more. Wondering if it was enjoying the feel of the gloves on its udders and teats, well I came here a few days back but I love living in the city even though there wasn’t much gardens, but any how mrs bosk, am I doing ok, not sure how clear it could hear what I was saying though the cloth.
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(06:22:41 )
nura{Nyah}
Restricted by order
Hulneth Island GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: Moving my hands pressing the belly checking a soft sigh slips outs as it was still half full looking into the bucket moving off the stool and moving to the other side of the smelly bosk hearing the thrall laugh as he rubs the nose of the bosk telling her not to worry about the new nutty bond and it will in time get better, muttering under my breath, sitting back down on the stool, slowly placing my gloved hands around the teats once more, squeezing them, watching the milk squirt into the pail.
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(06:52:18 )
nura{Nyah}
Restricted by order
Hulneth Island GRP
is standing close to one of the animal pens and says to ALL: Squeezing a few more times checking that the udders where empty a warm big smile crossed my lips, moving away picking up the pail and the stool placing the stool away looking into the pail of milk grinning noticing a few pieces of hay and wool floating on the surface of the milk, humming softly moving to the basket picking it up knowing I can filter the milk when I get back, to take the hay and the few hairs from the woolen gloves, moving outside tugging on the cloth letting me breath in the fresh air, a soft warm smile crossed dusky pink lips. Moving back along the path singing, milking nura done and I didn’t touch the bosk, hay dee hoe I didn’t touch the bosk.
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(06:58:11 )
nura{Nyah}
Restricted by order
Hulneth Island GRP
is upon the large pebble path and says to Pelagon GRP: seeing the Jarl with the funny animals waving pointing to the bucket *as promised Jarl one pail of milk * moving away to the hedges to find the greenry i would need to do the base of the garlands
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