lafreshia: (shocked)
Emilie de Rochefort ([personal profile] lafreshia) wrote in [community profile] vatheon2012-05-29 11:17 am

Where's My Butler?

Who: Lili and you
When: Midday
Where: Town Plaza
Style: Your choice
Status: Open

Sebastian! Where are you? Look at the state of me. I got my new dress all wet. Fetch me some new garments.

[She was just in a fight moments ago. One last blow and she would have won. But before she could've delivered her coup de grĂ¢ce, a force had pulled her back and blacked her out. When she came to, she was alone, dripping wet and in a place she didn't know]

Did I get kidnapped again? Father would be most displeased. I must find my way back. Sebastian! Where are you?!

[She was never without her butler. Though she did all the fighting, Sebastian was always there to tell her how proud he is of her or how fine a young lady she's turning up to be. Now without him, Lili felt... vulnerable... helpless...small]

Sebastian, you dolt. It's almost teatime and you're not here...

[She let out a long sigh before proceeding to scan the area and was pleased to find she wasn't truly alone. People! She brushed her clothes with her hand, fixed her hair and tried to appear the most presentable she could manage. When she was satisfied, she approached the nearest passerby and asked.]

Hello. I seem to have misplaced my servant. Where might I find another one?
asea: (07)

[personal profile] asea 2012-05-31 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Though he refrained from acting out when she took his hand, he refused to budge as though his feet were rooted to the cobblestone. Not only was he not interested, but he meant to head out in the other direction.]

. . . That's not important.

[Lamufao forbid she somehow find the local waitress that had a thing for assuming the wrong things about him.]
asea: (42)

[personal profile] asea 2012-06-01 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
I don't need a servant.

[He was perfectly willing to do everything himself, nor was he too fond of the concept of master and servant in this particular manner.

Indeed, he looked at her with an unyielding glare. He still did not give way to her demand when she delivered the threat, though it drew a pause from him as he tried -- and failed -- to see the danger behind the warning.]


What does that have to do with anything?
asea: (32)

[personal profile] asea 2012-06-01 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Unimpressed, Walter remained standing as he was. He could be easily fired to enter a fight, certainly, though the manner in which this was beginning to take place sparked nary an interest in him.]

Don't initiate battles pointlessly.

[But it was clear she would not relent in letting him go, so he motioned for a nearby local.]

You. Get the woman a towel.

[Almost immediately, the local nodded and made a dash for the nearest restaurant.]
asea: (49)

[personal profile] asea 2012-06-04 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[He wasn't exactly doing it out of the goodness of his heart, of course. When she thanked him for a gesture he put little thought into, he turned his back to the woman again with the intention of leaving for good this time.]

You saw how eager they are. Use that as you will.

[He certainly didn't care to watch someone exercise such a shallow power.]
asea: (53)

[personal profile] asea 2012-06-05 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
[He reacted before he stopped to think, as was expected in his line of vocation. That involved whipping around the second he felt the touch of the towel, and it took then to realize that he was being toyed with.

That was hardly the ideal place to strike someone from behind. No, he didn't find it funny in the slightest, and wouldn't have even for someone else.

She could feign ignorance all she wanted, but Walter was not one to give anybody the benefit of the doubt. Folding his arms, he pinned her with an accusatory glare.]


You know what happened. And I have no interest in furthering this conversation.

[Much less interaction.]