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Kellan tried to hide his dismay at the small number of belongings Amadis had. He helped him put them away, all the while stealing covert glances at the face of his new master. The lower half of his face was still covered with a mask, but it was form-fitting enough to reveal the shape of his face, and that was enough to interest Kellan.
He paused when he came to the bedraggled blanket and pillow Amadis had brought with him. "Sir, we have new bed linens made ready for you. Or if you prefer, I can take these to our seamstress to be mended." He was not sure if these items had any emotional value to the young man, and was careful not to offer insult if that was the case. |
"Just leave them," Amadis replied in that same quiet voice, though it was clearer than before. He reached up and removed both of his hoods, eyepatch, and headband with one movement, the two latter items staying nestled in the hood once it was down. His hair was revealed to be short and a silvery-snowy color, two long, pointed ears that slanted backwards a bit sticking out of the sides of his head.
Pulling down the remaining mask, Amadis sighed lightly. |
Kellan hesitated by the bed, trying desperately not to stare as his new master's face and hair were finally revealed. He was... beautiful, was the only way to describe it. All silvery light and sharp angles, with graceful pointed ears that stuck out much farther than a normal human's. He pulled his eyes away from their feast reluctantly and looked down at his clasped hands when he heard Amadis sigh.
"You must be tired from your ride here. Would you like to sit? How far did you have to come from?" |
"Only a few hours away," Amadis answered, four long sharp teeth visible as he spoke. The youth pulled his looser hood off entirely, then removed his weapons. After a moment, he sat down on the edge of the bed, then began unbuckling the many buckles on his boots. When his boots were off, he unbuckled a strap that held a leather pouch to his hip, then removed a contact lense case from it. Taking out his contacts, he put them in their case and returned them to the pouch.
His eyes were a deep, rich color blue with snake-like pupils. "But most of the night was spent traveling... We had gone several hours from home, then I was taken back by the master of this house. I collected my things, then we spent the rest of the night coming back here. The master of this house then took me to a large building full of clothes to have me fitted, then we came here..." |
"Oh, Nick's getting you some clothes? That's good. Not that there's anything wrong with those, just... Um. Well, maybe he'll get you some more comfortable things." There was an awkward moment of silence in which Kellan took in his master's appearance; the pale skin, silvery hair, gracefully pointed ears, slitted blue eyes, all that raw, wild beauty on once face seemed very severe somehow. He'd get used to it in time, he told himself, and until then he would just have to focus on not staring.
He suddenly felt at a loss in that room with his new master, having almost no idea what to do. "I have to be honest with you, sir; I've never been a personal servant to anyone before. I really don't know exactly what to do, so please tell me what you need, or if I'm dong anything wrong, and I'll do my best to learn quickly." He finished with a humble bow of his head and studied his feet, embarrassed, as he waited for a reply. |
Amadis looked up at Kellan, a look of utter confusion on his face. "Why would a slave be given a servant?" he asked. "I was brought here as a slave to the master of the house, who on Earth has heard of a slave being cared for by anyone but himself? I, I think you must be confused... I'm at the very bottom of the chain..."
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Ugh, it's taken me absolutely forever to get myself extracted from the mess that is my real life and the dramas of playing at certain other places. If only I could be left alone to play with my roleplaying in peace! Am I still welcome around here, or have I been too long in coming?
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You're still welcome here, but I don't see you being able to join in on the roleplay that we've started. I'll leave that up to Kika.
I do still need someone to talk to in order to earn gold and ingredients however. |
Well, I could always make a hangout of my own for festive RP'ing while we wait for Kika to come around? I wouldn't want to nose in and interrupt things here.
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Well if we roleplayed something different, or another version of what she and I are playing, I can just use a different font color and it'll be easier to tell who is roleplaying what.
What is it that you'd like to roleplay? |
Well, we do have the idea we talked out on messenger?
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Is that what you'd like to start out here and then carry on in our secret hiding place?
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Kellan frowned as Amadis confirmed some of his fears that had been growing due to some of his strange behaviors.
"That may have been the case where you came from, but Nick has made it clear that here you are second only to him. I will answer directly to you and help you however I can, and the rest of the servants will also be happy to be of service to you." He smiled earnestly. "We all really want you to be happy here." |
"Happiness is a luxury irrelevant to survival..." Amadis replied, hanging his head a bit. "I'm afraid that everyone must be confused about me... I'm not meant to be treated with respect."
Slowly, he looked up at Kellan. "Would it be alright if I showered...? I won't use the hot water, I promise." |
Mm, I think our messenger idea is better for our hidey hole.
In here though...hmm... |
"Well, how about we try some mutual respect and see how you like it before you make up your mind?" He smiled and turned to a door on the wall opposite the bed. "There's your bathroom, you can shower whenever you want. And please..." He cringed. "Please use hot water, there's plenty! A cold shower is just painful. There is soap and shampoo in there for now, and we can get the kinds you like tomorrow. We can get a list of things you need and I'll make a run into town..." he trailed off, fingers tapping his lips in an unconscious gesture as he mentally planned out all he needed to do. "Anyway, there are towels in the cupboard. I'll just get out of your way, unless you need anything else for now?"
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Well, do you have any ideas for what to do in here, then?
Amadis was very much surprised by the notion that he was allowed to use shampoo and towels, as was obvious by the look on his face. He didn't voice his startlement, though. Amadis removed several guard-type garments from around his feet, ankles, shins, calves, knees, and thighs, then stood and stepped into the bathroom while unbuckling the black leather corset that he wore. When he came to one buckle, he jerked at it, though it only resulted in causing him to wince from the sharp pain he caused himself. "Not again..." he said softly, checking several more buckles on it. Three of them were stuck, but the others came undone easily. With a sigh, Amadis pulled his arms into the black long-sleeved shirt he wore, and he slowly squirmed and twisted enough that it came out from underneath the corset, allowing him to remove it entirely. The black shirt underneath was sleeveless and the flush hood he had pulled down earlier was attached to this shirt. With a bit more squirming, Amadis was able to remove this shirt as well, before trying again to unbuckle the corset. The buckles remained stubborn. |
Kellan hesitated just outside the door to the bathroom,swallowing hard as more pale skin was revealed. When Amadis seemed to struggle with the remaining buckles on the corset, Kellan cleared his throat a bit nervously.
"Do you need some help with that, sir?" |
Something lighthearted, definitely. You mentioned liking my vampire, or at least the idea behind her vampirism. She runs an instrument store, do you want to toss a character into her store for the laughs?
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Eh, I dunno. We could do a random encounter with what we're planning on doing, then take it up with our characters as coworkers when we move the roleplay. But that's just a thought. It could be rather lighthearted, depending on your definition of the word.
Amadis froze momentarily, then glanced back at Kellan. "If... If you don't mind... The buckles are old and snag sometimes..." |
"Of course I don't mind, this sort of thing is what I'm here for!" Kellan said cheerily. He stepped forward as Amadis turned toward him,and set his nimble fingers to the task of unbuckling the strange contraption. "Can I ask why you wear this thing?" he asked, frowning as the old leather and metal did not give way as easily as he had hoped.
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"Compression. If I get shot or stabbed I don't bleed as badly as I should because it applies pressure to my body. It's saved my life several times," Amadis answered, glancing down at parts of the corset that had been repaired with a thin wire used to patch up bullet holes and slashes where knives had made it through the corset.
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Kellan fingers stilled just as he finished opening the second buckle as the full weight of his new master's profession hit him. Shot. Stabbed. These things were all just part of a normal day's risk to him. This angered him unaccountably. He had, after all, just met Amadis. He told himself that he was just taking his job seriously, and that seeing to his master's well-being was part of his duties.
He steeled himself as he loosed the last buckle, but still was unable to stop the sharp intake of breath at the sight that greeted him. Several puckered round scars told tales of gunshot wounds, while long thin strips of shiny scar strips showed where knives had slashed at the smooth white flesh. There were also several large shiny-smooth areas that appeared to be burn scars. His hand hovered just a breath away from touching the scarred skin, but he came to himself and snatched his hand back at the last minute, straightening and taking a swift step backwards. He averted his eyes as he spoke quickly, "Is there any other way I may be of assistance to you, sir?" |
"If it wouldn't be any trouble for you, would you please show me where I'm allowed to go?" Amadis asked, peeking into the cabinet to look at the towels. "Or am I to stay in my room as always?"
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The question seemed very odd to Kellan at first, but he had a feeling he should get used to such odd questions.
"Um... well, I wouldn't bother Nick in his room when he's sleeping. Anything other than that is fair game, I guess. You're welcome to explore, and I can give you a quick tour after your shower if you like. The garden is especially great if you just need somewhere to relax." |
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