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"Gah!" Jessebelle yelled, ducking down fast. "Don't do that!!" She added, straightening after seeing it was only Neil.

Neil bowed and lowered his head along with it. "I sincerely apologize mistress. You just seemed lost is all."

Grumbling from getting startled, Jessebelle spoke a couple seconds later, her face once again soft. "It's ok, you just scared me. I'm looking for my room, do you know where it is?" She asked, biting her lip afterwards.

Neil nodded a yes. "follow me please." he said, walking past her towards her room. The castle was large and easy to get lost in but the young undead mage had spent his time here learning every nook and cranny, taking special care in remembering the secret passageways as well. As the punishment division they weren't invaded or attacked much, in fact not even at all. Most of hell's residents in the near vicinity were either being tortured or were torturing, which Neil didn't care to watch. Mainly because most of the people being tortured were undead and kind of looked like the way he did when he had died and he found it brought back memories he'd rather not revisit. Forgetting about that, Neil turned to the left at a corner and went to the golden door with purple silk lace above it. "It's not very full at the moment mistress, but your father said that if you spoke of furniture you wanted in the room and where you wanted it it shall appear. However it only works using your voice so I couldn't add anything." Neil opened the door with both hands revealing a rather large bedroom. A single regal looking bed sat on the other end of the room from them against the wall, the sheets and pillows all red and one of the pillows had a bleeding heart design stitched into it. A nightstand sat next to the bed with nothing lying on tip of it except an unlit candle. A closet door stood closed on the wall to the right near the bed. "If you open the closet you can find any clothing you want to wear. Your father had me enchant the room and told me that if I didn't I'd join the tortured lining the streets. Oh, and there's the mirror as well." Neil pointed to a mirror right next to the closet door. It was large and hung on the wall with gold trimming. "If you speak to that mirror you can contact your father no matter where he is or me if you need something." He said. "So what do you think? If you don't like it I can just take the beating of an afterlife from your father and then redecorate."

Following Neil, she tried to remember the way to her room by soon got confused by the twists and turns. Soon they arrived at the room, Jessebelle's anticipation rising with each second. She had never had a room all to herself, usually she had to share with obnoxious girls younger than her. Nodding to Neil, she followed him in, staring open mouthed at the room. There may have been very little in there, but it was huge. "Wow." She murmured, listening to Neil explain the mirror and the closet she almost missed his final question and offer. Catching herself, she answered honestly. "I love it, it's wonderful." She smiled, sitting on the end of the bed and looking at everything. She was already planning on re-decorating the room with furniture and planning on where to put it. "Does the voice thingy work for getting rid of furniture too?"

Neil scratched his chin. "I'm guessing so. So if you don't like something in the room you can replace it with something else." He said. "Why, do you find something not to your liking?"

"Nah, I just thought I would make it a bit more... you know.. my style." She smiled, biting her lip while she thought how to arrange the furniture to her liking. "But, I am a bit hungry, anything to eat here?" Jesebelle joked, smiling even brighter.

Neil bowed. "Of course. What would you like for me to make you, mistress?" He asked. If she asked he could probably make it for her.

"Are you any good at making lasagna?" She asked, her eyes lighting up. Lasagna was her favorite food ever, the next closest food was steak. "And a salad?"

Neil face lit up as well. Lasagna was one of the things he could make incredibly well. "Yes mistress. I shall return in a little while." In a puff of smoke Neil teleported to the kitchen as he began to cook.

Jessebelle smiled and nodded, turning back to her room after Neil had disappeared. "Now lets get this show on the road." She murmured to herself, looking at the large, red, bed. "Purple with a canopy and cute headboard." She whispered, the other bed disappearing and the purple one taking it's place. "But in the corner of the room." Jesebelle added, pointing to the right corner by the closet. "Now, drop down TV in the ceiling by the end of the bed but far enough so I can see it." She said, making it more specific. A slot appeared in the ceiling where a TV would drop down on her command, the TV itself around 72 inches. "Also I want a stereo system in the wall beside the wall closest to my pillow and once above the hot-tub across the room.

Smiling Jessebelle continued to "edit" her room, putting a hot tub in the left corner against a floor to ceiling window that showed whatever scenery that reflected her mood. Right now it showed a beautiful beach at sunset, the waves breaking against the sand. She also replaced the floor in the middle of the room with a retractable one that revealed a ten-foot pool underneath, also opening at her command. The second to last thing she asked the room to make was a pull up bar in the corner of the room by the door to her room. "Lastly, I want that mirror to be a hand mirror, and be replaced with a regular full sized mirror." She requested, a hand-mirror appearing in her hand.

Finally finished with her renovations, Jessebelle turned to the closer and went inside, looking through the clothes until she found a pair of light blue ripped skinny jeans and a purple spaghetti strap t-shirt. She left the shoes in their places under the hanging clothes, preferring to go barefoot since she was only in her room.

(I'll message you the stuff and floor plan because it's a lot of images.)

By the time she had finished her renovations, Neil had taken the lasagna out of the oven and was finishing his preparation of the salad. Once he was done, he put the dishes on the cart and teleported back into her room. " Mistress, I've prepared your dinner." He called out.

Jessebelle emerged from the closet where she had been looking over the dresses and editing the selection to a wide variety of purple, mostly the darker ones. "Hey." She said, going to sit on the end of her bed.

Neil pushed the cart to the end of the bed so it sat in front of her. "Lasagna and a salad. Is there anything else you need mistress?" He asked.

"Any chance there's some outlets here?" She joked, not really expecting there to be any since they were in hell. But hey, why not ask? "And do you know the time?"

Neil shook his head no at her first question. "We'd have to go to the physical plane to find one. And time is a bit odd here so the time in the mortal plane is seven thirty in the morning, but here it's six pm."

"Ugh..." She said to both answers, taking a bite of her lasagna. It was really good, much better than the orphanage could ever make. Scarfing down the lasagna, she worked a little slower at the salad. Once finished, she stretched her arms over her head and put the fork on the plate. "That was delicious!"

Neil blushed when she complimented his cooking. "Thank you mistress." He said as his stomach growled softly, but he ignored it. He would eat later probably if he remembered to.

"Not a problem!" She smiled, hearing his stomach growl. Choosing to ignore it, she steered the conversation in another direction. "So, do you like the room now?"

Neil took a look around at everything. "I think this room suits you very well now, mistress. But I'm not the one who is staying in this room so I guess it doesn't matter what I think."