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Ivory stayed quiet after introducing herself feeling somewhat awkward being the only one that had, noticing Bridgettes smile she hesitantly smiles back. Once they left the dinning room she was amazed by how well they had kept the castle in such good condition, it was dazzling and she almost felt more at home here than she did in any big city or small town. Once she was escorted to her room she politely thanked Bridgette, when the woman left she sighed falling back onto the massive bed. Oh it as comfy, she could get use to this. After staring up at the ancient ceiling for a bit she slowly sits up wondering what to wear, she didnt want to be too formal but not too casual. Making up her mind she walks over to her suitcases, pulling out a silky satin dark emerald dress that went just past her knees, it was simple but elegant just the way she liked it.

After putting the green dress on she heads into the bathroom brushing and styling her golden hair to fall down her back in thick layers, a few locks falling down the front of her shoulders. She puts a few touches of make up on, black eye shadow, mascara, and light red lip gloss. Once thats done she puts on a necklace with a silver chain and a small heart shaped sapphire pendant that falls to just below her collar bone. Along with her braided leather bracelet, she then slips her simple short black high heals on and walks out of her room heading downstairs to the dinning room.
 
Before even the first guest had arrived to take their assigned seat at the dining table, everything was neat and neatly set up for them, water poured into expensive looking crystal goblets for their drink, and the smell of food cooking nearby. Tonight they would be able to meet Thomas, the castle's Master.

Bridgette already knew how the Master liked to greet his guests, and she shook her head as she pulled the roast out of the old oven, the roast smelling of meat and onions and other vegetables. Letting the roast cool, she proceeded to fix up mash potatoes and gravy, making a meal fit for those in the castle, humming softly as she cooked. She knew Thomas would never consent to let the guests starve during their stay. It just wasn't his style.

By the time the last curious guest arrived to the dining room for the supper meal, everything was cook, and through a set of large wooden doors, Bridgette entered, her hands protected by oven mitts, and she was even wearing a neat, slightly mess apron. "Well. I do hope you all got settled in after the tour." She set the roast in the center that was already cut up. "Take what you want. But again do your best not to spill anything on the table. I believe the Master will be here soon to meet his guests." She brought the other foods out and set them down neatly, glad the guests had heeded her warning of not sitting in the Master's chair at the head of the table.
 
Rebeka eventually found her way back to the dinning room, easily following the scent of a hot cooked meal. She wasn't much of a cook herself, far use to just grabbing a quick meal at an In and Out or at a friend's house; cooking just wasn't programmed into her DNA. Really, she honestly wondered how she'd survived on a college budget without saving a few pennies and just heating up a frozen dinner every now and then. Nope, frozen wasn't her thing. It had to be hot without the wait. If it wasn't for Tony and his inate knowledge of his mother's generational recipe book, she would have been all skin and bones. But, all that's changing now. She'll either have to get a better job, or learn how to cook to save some money.

But that was no nevermind now. As she stepped into the room, all she could think about was enjoying a splendid meal and learning more about the other guests, this master of the house, and why he's decided to bless this little group with such an elaborate get-together?

Finding her name displayed before a table setting, Rebeka settled in and smiled at the other guest in the room. "Um...Ivory, right? I'm so bad at names. I'm Rebeka..." She nonchalantly waved, not sure if she should stretch over the beautiful table to shake the girl's hand or not. "So...how did you learn about this - vacation opportunity?"
 
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Ivory found her nameplate-namepaper and took her seat smiling at Bridgette as she set the roast on the table in front of them, it smelled delicious Bridgette seemed to be a very good Chef. "Ill be sure to be careful Miss Bridgette thank you for the beautiful meal" Her voice was polite and grateful. Looking to Rebeka as she spoke to Ivory she gives her a friendly smile nodding slightly "Ya thats right, nice to meet you Rebeka" She waves back not wanting to spill anything by trying to lean over the table. "Oh I got a brochure in the mail inviting me, I thought it was some kind of joke or scam at first. But well here I am, pretty amazing huh?" Her voice is excited her eyes bright.
 
"Ya, that's right. Nice to meet you, Rebeka"

"Oh I got a brochure in the mail inviting me, I thought it was some kind of joke or scam at first. But well here I am, pretty amazing huh?"

"Amazing is an understatement," Rebeka responded cheerfully. "I was skeptical as well, but..." she dropped her eyes for a moment, only to regain her composure. "The invite was more like an answered prayer, for me that is. I was seriously in need of a vacation..."

Her eyes danced around the room again as she watched Bridgette manage their meal with another warning or two as reminders of how things should go within the castle. Soon though, as everyone began to take their first bites, Rebeka's eyes fell upon the large chair sitting at the head of the table. It seemed so ominous just sitting there bare, and she figured this mysterious master of the castle was probably similar. It was somewhat intimidating to her for some reason, but she pushed it all aside to partake in the table's conversation.

"What do you all think about this mysterious master? I'm rather curious to know why he's not here to introduce himself and allow us to thank him for such a generous gift." She didn't want to be rude, if that's how she sounded with her slight discomfort and heightened curiosity, but regardless on how she felt about this sudden opportunity to venture away from her sorrows at home, Rebeka was still slightly confused at the lack of hospitality coming from the very one funding their little adventure.
 
It wasn't too long after the guests actually began to eat, starting to take their first bites of the meal did Lukas appear, dressed quite smartly, his dark brown eyes watching the small group with humor as he patiently waited for them to notice him, already picturing the look of surprise on their faced, which made him grin.

"I do trust my guests are enjoying themselves?" He purred suddenly, his dark chocolate brown eyes scanning the group. Not too much too pick from. He thought. But it was better then nothing. But one particular guest did catch his eyes. A blonde girl, with bright blue eyes. He had to admit she was quite beautiful.

Still wearing his playful grin, he crossed one leg over the other and steepled his long incredibly pale fingers in front of his hands, his dark brown gaze locked on the blonde girl.
 
The redhead got a lot accomplished in a short amount of time. He explored the room he had been given like it was one of the many caves he'd come across on his hiking adventures, sorted his belongings, found something decent to wear and mulled over those tempting red x's on the map. When a person is told not to go somewhere it always makes it more compelling to go there, at least in DJ's mind. He smirked at his own rebellious thoughts already, adjusted his shirt to make sure he looked presentable and headed back to the dining hall.

The food smelled marvelous and he quickly settled into his chair at the grand table, smiling at those gathered there and listening to the small talk. He intended to let everyone else get a word in for now, he was feeling a bit too gabby in this shy quiet gathering, but when Rebeka pipped up to Ivory, he couldn't hold back a comment when the talk turned to scam. "I'm glad I'm not the only one that thought this was too good to be true."

No sooner had he spoken than the mysterious 'master' appeared. DJ hoped he did a good job of covering up the fact that his quiet entry startled him. His eyes scanned the man, and it pained him to note there was nothing he could find fault with there either. DJ was not full of himself to admit the guy was hot.. As far as attraction... in his mind gender did not matter, all fields were open for DJ, but he was well aware it did not normally work that way for others, so he did his best to keep his gawking eyes at the lovely male to a minimum... barely. "Definitely enjoying myself. This place is breathtaking." In more ways than one.
 
Oh, the red head entered next. Rebeka wasn't sure if he'd spoke his name earlier or not, but one thing she realized off the bat - he was just as curious about this boat they were on as much as she was. She was about to ask him if he happen to have gained more information about this place, or were they all just handed the smallest amount of detail possible about this trip. But, she was surprised to hear a voice radiate from the end of the table.

"I do trust my guests are enjoying themselves?"

Rebeka jumped a little and turned quickly to find the 'master' sitting at the seat of honor. She's never seen a person look so perfect in all her life. Just like the castle, the master stood bold and resound. But his features, like the beautiful landscape around them, took away all other concepts of perfection, for he was the living definition. Suddenly, a shiver road up her spine as everyone began to respond to his question.

"Definitely enjoying myself. This place is breathtaking."

"Yes, your place is amazing," Rebeka beamed. "Thank you so much for allowing us to visit your home."
 
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DJ cast a quick glance around, but wasn't obvious about it, wondering if anyone else noticed the dudes gaze obviously locked on Ivory. The castle and the mysterious nature of this trip played tricks on his mind he assumed, but it was kind of creepy. "So... if I may ask, what prompted you to give us this opportunity to come and enjoy the beauty of your home here?" he sipped at his glass and watched. His food was half eaten yet he snagged up another roll from the dish.

"I can say from my heart it was a well timed little vacation for me and excellent to be here so far." he smiled at whoever caught his eye. "Oh my name is DJ by the way." he spoke to everyone in general. "I'm horrible with names so I may need to hear you all's names a few times before I get it." The food was delicious and he continued eating. With cooking skills seriously lacking between him and his roommate, they often went without such good meals unless the went out of to eat or to friends and family's house.
 
Rebeka announced her name again for DJ and the master, hoping that would break the ice and strike up some interesting conversation for the night. She continued to enjoy her meal, feeling far too light-headed with her second glass of wine. But, that wasn't going to stop her from listening in on the castle owner's explanation for his generous invitations. DJ asked about it, as well as expressed how well timed it was. Something told her he probably had had a shitty reality like she did back home.

Perfect timing was one of the biggest reasons why she didn't throw her invite in the trash. She needed this getaway - a chance to forget what she'd lost. But again, the oddity of such opportunities still gave her the hibbie gibbies.
 
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