should hit Kowloon for that. Actually, it's Kowloon, and she still hasn't had her revenge...she grabs her by her collar. "It's you."

starts to drag her off. "You're not getting away this time."

nods. "Of course."

shakes her head. "I have rope this time. And a nice maid dress. I'm sure it'll fit very well."

grins a decptively sweet smile. "You'll see."

shakes her head. "No. You're not getting away this time."

drags Kowloon into her house, grabbing the rope she's been keeping handy by her door. "What's your name, anyways?

shakes her head. "I think it's VERY important. We will be spending a lot of time together."

frowns, and busies herself with the rope. She ties it loosely around Kowloon's neck as a makeshift collar. "Tell me your REAL name."

smiles, and starts to drag her by the collar. "Well, no one, I suppose that's better."

very determined to get revenge. VERY determined. She wonders where that dress went to...she was distracted by Kowloon.

shakes her head. "No, I think I should keep you a bit longer, then. Ah, here it is. Put this on." She tosses her maid dress to her.

*himlol

shakes her head. "Nope. Put it on."

shoves it back into his arms, and starts to tug at his clothes. "Put it on."

doesn't stop. Kowloon will eventually hit a wall.

wraps the rope around her wrist and, out of frustration, tears her shirt :T

grins. "You're not getting away easily, I promise you that. You will get what you have coming."

shows her the dress. "Then put this on."

raises an eyebrow at her confusion at her chest. "Well? Would you rather I dress you?"

looks at the dress. "Because. It's fitting. You're going to serve me until I see that you've payed me back."

shakes her head. "No amount of cash can repay me."

shakes her head. "No. You will."

shrugs, and keeps trying to get her clothes off.

tries to keep her clothes from tearing, but if Kowloon moves a lot, she will probably end up tearing them.

scowls, and hands her the dress. "If you want to wear something, put that on."

tosses her clothes into the corner. "Put this on."

still holding the rope :T

shakes her head. "No, no. You're staying here."

about that. "Perhaps."

shakes her head. "I will let you go after you get dressed."

sighs, and undoes the rope. "Fine. Get dressed."

takes her arm. "Come on, now."

grabs the rope. "What should I have you do first.."

chuckles. "I didn't say WHEN you'll be going..."

nods. "Yes. But I didn't ever tell you immedietly after, did I?"

grabs her hands. "No, you aren't."

shakes her head. "Oh, no. I think you *can*."

"I'm not playing. I'm keeping you here." She replies flatly.

crosses her arms, but doesn't say anything.

eventually get annoyed and drag her away :T

drags her to the kitchen, then :T

crosses her arms. "Go on. Cook something."

pushes her. "Cook. Something."

steers her to the stove. "Go on. I'll get you what you need."

shakes her head. "Oh no. I'm sure whatever you make will be fine."

shakes her head. "Actual food."

shakes her head. "No, cook something yourself."

shrugs. "If that's what you want to do."

shrugs. "Fine, then. Get to washing." She has a lot of dirty clothes.

shakes her head. "No, it's not working."

grins. "By hand, the way we did for years before you came around."

grins,and shows her to the rather large pile. She had been busy lately, and hadn't had time to wash them in a while. "There."

shakes her head. "No, I just happen to have been busy lately."

shrugs. "In the sink, or in the bathtub."

takes her arm and leads her to the bathtub. "There."

kind of glares. "Ancient like....?"

steps back and blocks the door.

shakes her head. "No. Go on, wash."

stares, and thinks this over. "...Fine. Stay here."

returns with the clothes. "Here you go."

leans against the door, watching her.

under the impression that Kowloon is a girl, and therefore shouldn't have any problem with washing another woman's clothes. "Is something

wrong?"

smacks the back of her head. "Shut up. Would you rather I wear lacy things?"

scowls. "Just keep washing."

watches her, scowling still.

keeps watching her. She's a bit puzzled why Kowloon's smiling.

doesn't really care, it's just her undergarments...

wouldn't care who she showed. ...Except for France.

doesn't trust this sudden cheerfuness... "What are you planning?"