Deathkitten
I am the Deathkitten! Fear me!
"I'm home!" Mira Hirozi sang at the top of her lungs.
The master has just gotten home from a long vacation of a few weeks away. You might be a maid whose been here for a while, awaiting her return, or alternatively you might be new, hired on while she was away, eager to meet your new master. The butlers have both been there for a while though, one like family to Mira, and the other very trusted. Both she trusts with her life. The butlers tend to handle the more protection oriented and decision oriented things. They help her make prudent decisions and help the maids in keeping her safe. Maybe one of the butlers even went with her on her trip? She's been looking forward to getting back home, and the master was certainly expecting all her maids and her butlers to be waiting for her just inside.
Mira held her little bag out. It was purple and had a flowery pattern on its front. Once someone took it, she shimmied out of her jacket, and held her arms back for someone to take it. "I'm hungry. It was a long flight back here. Did somebody make food? I want some tea and some food. Pizza! That sounds good. I want pizza. Thank you!" She handed over her scarf as well and smiled big at everyone who was around, "I'm happy to be home!"
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There was an odd feeling in the mansion, ominous and overbearing. It had been there for the last couple weeks, so the master knew nothing of it. She's intelligent for an eight year old, but who knows if she'd even want to know. It was just little things. Birds who usually sang going silent, crows taking their place. Their caws could send a shiver down your spine when they scream out their telltale noises at inopportune times. Stray dogs and cats suddenly roaming the grounds, all black and far too skinny. They'd come and go, no one able to tell how they get in and out, not bothering anyone. Doors and windows were starting to open and close themselves, or at least that's how it seemed. Most people brush these things off, but it still left an eerie feeling in the mansion, especially without the constant of the master being there.
But now she's back, and sweet as ever, even if her accent is a little bizarre. Hopefully it will take the dreadful eerie feeling away. She always makes sure to say thank you, and tries to remind herself to say please. Even with her incredibly entitled upbringing, she's usually not a brat... though there are always times for outbursts when you're eight.
((Alright. So. Introduce your character in some way, what they were doing before she got there, and then respond to the master, and that'll basically be your first post. I'm excited!~))
The master has just gotten home from a long vacation of a few weeks away. You might be a maid whose been here for a while, awaiting her return, or alternatively you might be new, hired on while she was away, eager to meet your new master. The butlers have both been there for a while though, one like family to Mira, and the other very trusted. Both she trusts with her life. The butlers tend to handle the more protection oriented and decision oriented things. They help her make prudent decisions and help the maids in keeping her safe. Maybe one of the butlers even went with her on her trip? She's been looking forward to getting back home, and the master was certainly expecting all her maids and her butlers to be waiting for her just inside.
Mira held her little bag out. It was purple and had a flowery pattern on its front. Once someone took it, she shimmied out of her jacket, and held her arms back for someone to take it. "I'm hungry. It was a long flight back here. Did somebody make food? I want some tea and some food. Pizza! That sounds good. I want pizza. Thank you!" She handed over her scarf as well and smiled big at everyone who was around, "I'm happy to be home!"
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There was an odd feeling in the mansion, ominous and overbearing. It had been there for the last couple weeks, so the master knew nothing of it. She's intelligent for an eight year old, but who knows if she'd even want to know. It was just little things. Birds who usually sang going silent, crows taking their place. Their caws could send a shiver down your spine when they scream out their telltale noises at inopportune times. Stray dogs and cats suddenly roaming the grounds, all black and far too skinny. They'd come and go, no one able to tell how they get in and out, not bothering anyone. Doors and windows were starting to open and close themselves, or at least that's how it seemed. Most people brush these things off, but it still left an eerie feeling in the mansion, especially without the constant of the master being there.
But now she's back, and sweet as ever, even if her accent is a little bizarre. Hopefully it will take the dreadful eerie feeling away. She always makes sure to say thank you, and tries to remind herself to say please. Even with her incredibly entitled upbringing, she's usually not a brat... though there are always times for outbursts when you're eight.
((Alright. So. Introduce your character in some way, what they were doing before she got there, and then respond to the master, and that'll basically be your first post. I'm excited!~))
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