Who: Alice Kirkland
What: Lost, but pretending she's where she's supposed to be
Where: (Your character's gender's) Dormitory Hallway
When: Weekend
Why: In search of a couple of troublemakers
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Would you please allow me to chop off your g**lies and t*dger to serve on the platter, Sir? )
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[Glancing ahead, he spots a girl in the hall. Wait, what? He just left his room, didn't he? He IS in the boy's dormitory, right?]
「DROPPED PSP 1ea。」
[He can't look away. Has 2D become 3D? ブロンドの髪...眼鏡...メイド...ぺったんこ! (°д°) Mesmerized, he just...stands there, his hands still holding an imaginary PSP.]
(( ooc: Hover over for translation~. :3))
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[But wasn't he an adorable one?]
[Her cheeks pinked slightly at her thoughts, and she cleared her throat with a fake 'ahem' as she walked over and picked up his device.]
Excuse me... S-s-s-sir.
You dropped this.
(( ooc: *GASP* FLAT?! ))
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[あ? She's talking to him? (*'-'*) か-かわいい~]
[He can't seem to speak. Oh, he's got a nosebleed. I think you broke him.]
(( ooc: It was meant as a compliment ;D ))
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Oh dear, are you ill? [He was even cuter up close. Alice touched his forehead to check his temperature.]
[He's fine. Tsk. No matter...]
We better get you to bed.
(( ooc: That's how I took it~ ;3 ))
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Bonjour, mademoiselle, we meet again. [Francis failed the last time he tried to ask this lady out for a date.]
Fufufu... [He looks her up and down, like a wolf surveying Red and her little basket.] May I say... That outfit, though adorable on a lovely lady such as yourself, can be improved... by, say, shortening the skirt. ♥
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This is... how it should be. [It was also to prevent people from seeing her underwear.]
I am still following the rules.
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[He caresses the apron's ribbon and boldly slides his hands down along her ass.]
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[But the frog knew what he was doing. His hands feel good.] No, no, no. [She slapped his arm and moved away.]
You are too forward, Sir. I know the type of maid you want, and she's not me.
(( ooc: Oh S you do it so well~ ♥ ))
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...Kitty?
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[She allowed him stare, but walked on, and quietly wished him luck finding his cat.]
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[Curious, he follows "her"]
What's this? [He smiles. It matches his tone, which is a touch teasing with a side of flirtatious] You're letting me call you that out in public now with no protest?
[He has still to figure out that this isn't his Kitty, obviously]
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[Alice sighed and half-turned towards him.]
Sorry?
[What was he saying?]
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[Oh! It must be that Arthuria!]
Bee stings, so yer've found yer callin'.
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You're referring to my breasts, g-Sir?
[It was a good thing that smirk was attractive. At the very least, this bloke could pull women, but what horrid English.]
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Failed in love per'aps, or wotever yer birds busy yer 'ands wiv.
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My Master and Mistress are missing. They're a handful... And I'll have to clean up their mess. [She sighed and took her glasses off for a wipe.]
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[Assumes she's here to clean.] Your timing couldn't be better. Come this way. [Crosses his arms and starts walking down the hall.]
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[Worst case would be that they've told him to seek her for compensation.]
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What do you see here?
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The aftermath of a gathering of artists?
[Dear lord, please don't let him say that I have to clean this all up!]
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