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She grabbed the back of his cloak, "Calm down, it's not that big of a deal. I'm short, it's kind of expected that someone taller put it up higher...don't sweat it," She explained, hoping to avoid any conflict. "Don't go causing trouble, or I'll have to punish you,"
γ € β Do you know who did it? I'll give their asses a good beating if I have to... β He's already walking off to their room, whoever did it better hope they're not found on the way there
"I was making myself breakfast, and the oatmeal is too high up...I'm pretty sure one of the other servants placed it there. Could you grab it for me?" She explained, blinking up at him.
γ € β What are you trying to get master? β He's already stopping whatever he was doing beforehand, master takes priority after all
"ACK." She felt a chill crawl up her spine. "I-I won't," she muttered. They finally made it to her room, and honestly, all of the tension and tiredness made her sleepy. "I'm gonna shower and then nap for a while," She explained, "Don't get into trouble while I'm sleeping..."
γ € She wasn't useless, she's one of the main reasons he doesn't go around trying to fight Achilles for the billionth time in a row... β Just keep at it Master, if I catch you doubting yourself Imma force you to train even harder than last time β
Her plump lips formed a small pout. She hated feeling useless, but that feeling faded slowly as she listened to the red-headed servant speak. She nodded softly, "I know, I know, you're strong..." She chuckled.
γ € β That's good and all but you're not gonna be helping anyone if you're a mess on the floor β β besides I'm Ashwatthama no one is going to put me down...and if they think so id like to see them try... β
"It's called honesty..." She found him interesting, so she decided to stick around for a bit longer. She could slack off for a little it without reprocussions, right? Right.
"How rude..." He heard her. He is amused. Honestly, before that, he was mostly herding the circus and making sure the R&D sods didn't blow the Storm Border up (again). He's embracing his role as a sightseeing wanderer now, while occasionally popping in when he can.
"Yes," She mumbled, wiping her forehead as she steadied herself. After a second or so of adjusting to being upright, she stretched her sore body before starting the trudge back to her room. She didn't mind him following; it was their routine by now.
γ € He's already starting to help her up, letting her lean on him for support in helping herself get up... β Get up slowly or you might throw up, but go ahead and take a break and change if you want... β He's simply going to follow her so she doesn't get into trouble
He's not going to listen, is he? "Please don't make a mess, I'll get yelled at again.." She whined, "Can you at least get it down before you start causing trouble?" Why did she only summon knuckleheads?
γ € β Oi- where's your backbone at master? I say when you're done we find that punk and put them in their place... β He didn't even bother to listen to the punishment part, he's too focused on causing a havoc
She was undeterred. A smile still gracing her visage . "Nothing a bit of divinity can't fix. I wish you would ask before testing your curses on unsuspecting passerbys..." She huffed.
γ € γ € β NNNNNNN!!! I assure you, it truly is an honest blunder! β To perfection, did he feign concern in his utterances. Alas, the same cannot be said for the sinister smile he adorned alongside it. β Now I wonder . . Just how will you mewl and squirm aboutβ γ € γ €
"That's so mean!" But she's sure she can get this reversed.
γ € γ € β Unintentionally β afflicts the [ ππππππ ] with a potent curse. β WHOOPS! β γ € γ €
Ah, alright then, Charlie it is! You can just call me...ah..I guess Narie works just fine haha...~
ahhβ no need for that! just charlie will do fine !
Oh! Good day to you, Mr. Charlemagne.
good afternoon !!
She huffed childishly as she watched his back retreat down the corridor. With a soft sigh she entered her room and began to wind down for the evening. She needed enough energy to cook later, after all. She did promise him a hearty meal.
γ € β Good, while you do that I'm going to grab a drink...Catch you later master β He's simply pats her head, wanting to make sure that she walked off safely
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She paused, "I'm fine, I just...want to be of use to you, as a master." She spoke, her voice steady for the first time in a while. "I've never been the best at taking on missions, but that's my job going forward..I can't just let you take on the brunt of work while I rest easy."
γ € He's already following, like some sort of exotic bodyguard making sure his master was safe from harm or trouble... β Dont beat yourself up about it Master, we both have two different make ups, servants are just built for long time combat and training β
"You're a devil, aren't you..." She mumbled, feeling the mischief wafting off his person. Then again, she'd heard of his exploits for a long time; this was just the first time she was exposed to them.
"Yours truly." After all, he was about to fuel millennia-old feud between two kings. Don't mind him, he's a silly little guy enjoying his early retirement.
Gives a thumbs up. "I-I'll be okay, I just need to catch my breath," She huffed before rolling onto her side. "I might need to change into something more 'work out' friendly...it's hot in this uniform..." She finally stood up, using Ash as an anchor.
γ € β ...Look t the bright side, you lasted more than I thought you would. An hour straight ain't too bad...we've just gotta work on your stamina β He's simply standing beside her, watching her sweat like hell from what he considers simple training
She didn't really get it. But curiosity compelled her to waddle along behind him until something interesting happened. She'll probably get scolded later, but for now, she wanted to see where this went. "P-perpetrator...?"
"I can't stop you from following me", he spoke idly, into the air, like he didn't even talk to Narie. And resumed walking. Noncommittal, amused, ready to engage in moderate amounts of tomfoolery. "Oh, but what would happen if the perpetrator disappeared after the deed..."