Oh and I apologize for any historical inacuracies (sp?) I did try to do my reasearch.
Mason smiled at the women leaving the shop. The all giggled and hid their blushes behind their extravagant fans. He lifted his hand and wiggled his fingers. Once again, the giggling was not contained as they pushed each other out the door.
As soon as they were out of sight, Mason sighed and let himself slouch over the counter. Those women would be the death of him. They were always trying to flirt in a most unseemly way. The way they moved, walked, dressed, and especially talked, had always made him feel like laughing. It was likely just him, but he found the way women would pull their corsets so tight they could hardly breathe appalling.
Due to his approaching birthday he would have to begin socializing with them more and more. It would soon be up to him to continue the Grayback name, and nothing could displease him more. There was simply no one that was satisfactory to him.
He was ripped from his thoughts when the door opened again and he quickly straightened his back and smiled at the girl who came in.
"Good day," he told her. He took a look at her unhealthy color and tiny waist. It was going to be a long day.
*P*O*O*R*M*A*S*O*N*
"Juliet, I need you to pick up some things for me. Could you do that, darling?" Juliet turned and blinked at her mother.
"Didn't father go out a few days ago?" Cindy rolled her eyes.
"Juliet darling, you know your father. He forgot half the things I told him to get."
"Well mother, he does have over two thousand years of information to remember."
"That's no excuse." Juliet sighed.
"What do you need me to get?"
"I'll make a list." Cindy ran off to grab a quill and parchment while Juliet walked to her room. She grabbed a cloak off a hook and looked down at her clothes. They weren't her nicest, but they would have to do. It was just a trip into town, and if anyone noticed her beyond someone else to rush past or one more customer, she would be extremely surprised.
She pulled the cloak around her and headed for the door, stopping only to frown at the mug sitting on a table near her. Or rather, the dark red liquid inside of it.
Grabbing the list from her mother, she walked toward the outside only to be stopped by a hand on her arm. It was her father, Alucard.
"Listen darling, as long as you're going to pick up some things, could you pick up a little something for me?"
"What?"
"It's your mother's birthday present. Last time I forgot she threatened to leave me in a patch of sunlight." Juliet rolled her eyes.
"I will. Where should I go?"
"It's a small little shop along the road, easy to miss. It's called 'Grayback Jewels'."
"I'll see if I can make it."
*Z*E*V*I*L*L*M*E*E*T*Z*O*O*N*
This is strangely relaxing, Mason thought to himself as he fiddled with a stick of wood he had found outside. Twirling it between his index and middle fingers really did calm him down. He was waiting for the bells to ring. When the bells rang he was free for the day. The corners of his mouth twitched as he thought to himself
You've survived one more day. Only a couple hundred more to go.
Another sigh escaped his lips before the door opened. With more speed that anyone would think possible, he was standing straight and smiling as a young lady walked in the store. Underneath his composure, his jaw dropped. The woman who walked through the door was absolutely beautiful. Her blond hair fell in perfect curls around her head and shoulders and just by looking at her, Mason could tell that her brown eyes saw things differently from the rest of the world.
"Excuse me," she muttered softly, "This is 'Grayback Jewels', is it not?" He nodded rapidly.
"How may I help you?"
"My father told me to come here for something."
"What is your father's name?"
"Alucard van Heusen." Mason nodded again. He smiled at the girl as he looked over the list of purchases.
"Do you know what he bought?"
"No." He found the name half way down and then turned his back. As he shifted through different packages, he allowed his composure to slip a little. She's beautiful, he thought, I've never seen anyone so beautiful. (That's because he hasn't met Alex)
"Here you go," he said, handing her that package he found. She smiled and grabbed it from him.
"Thank you."
"If I may, what is your name?"
"Juliet."
"Mason." Their gazes locked and both stared into each other's eyes until the bell rang, at which they both looked down awkwardly.
"Where are you returning?" Mason asked politely as he began to pack up his few things.
"My father's tavern." He stopped and looked up at her.
"You father owns a tavern?"
She looked angered. "It's a very respectable tavern!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you or your father's establishment. Are you sure you'll be safe walking home alone?" She smirked.
"I can take care of myself."
"No, I insist, I shall walk you to your father's tavern and we shall part ways." She seemed to think about it.
"Well, I suppose," she answered after a while.
He smiled. "Give me a moment." He grabbed his things and hid them in a corner. They weren't very important things he could fetch tomorrow.
"Shall we go?" He asked when he was done. Juliet nodded as she laid her hand on his offered arm. They walked out the door together.
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