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[[ i've sent an ask to the main blog to inform the mods that i'm putting this blog on hiatus. i'm currently trying to figure my muse out again and even thinking about whether i should keep him. either way i apologize for the inconvenience, and thank you for your time and consideration. ]]
[ i hope you're not busy because i'd very much like for you to come up to my room now. ]
You have me rented.
[ indeed i do. ]
[ would you mind coming up to my room in the mansion? ]
[ i have organic sustenance prepared. ]
[ which means i have tea and cookies if you’d like either of those. ]
[ these are all actually orders by the way i’m just trying to be polite. ]
I will not keep you waiting.
"Shutting the husttop off getting up from both the chair and table heading out of the living room as she made her way up the stairs as she stopped in front of his room reaching a hand out knocking on the door"
I hope i haven’t kept you waiting long.
Sebastian was in the room waiting by the door for his guest to arrive. Strange thing to do but he wouldn't have to tell her about it. He opened the door wide for her when he heard the knock and welcomed her in.
"[ not at all. ]" he replied. "[ please have a seat. ]"
His room was only a bit bigger than the ones where slaves stayed, but it looked much larger because it had so very little inside of it. He gestured her over to a small, round table in the middle of the room. There were two chairs on opposite sides, a plate of freshly-baked cookies on the table, two cups on saucers and a teapot.
"[ tea? please help yourself to the treats as well. ]"
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You have me rented.
[ indeed i do. ]
[ would you mind coming up to my room in the mansion? ]
[ i have organic sustenance prepared. ]
[ which means i have tea and cookies if you'd like either of those. ]
[ these are all actually orders by the way i'm just trying to be polite. ]
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue:
"I believe that’s an artist’s natural self consciousness. I’m sure you’ve heard the saying ‘you’re your own worst critic’, yes?" she asked, watching him doodle with swift and precise movements. "But you have a very beautiful idea of art, Mr. Sebastian." she commented, smiling lightly. "As to our next activity? I’m not sure, what would you like to do?"
"[ really? cool. and thank you for saying so. ]"
Sebastian shrugged and put down his pen.
"[ not sure really. maybe we could just hang out in your room for a while? i don't really know how to spend time other than recharging and doing rounds. ]"
Sebastian sat in his chair swinging his feet to and fro, thinking of fun activities they could do together.
She had been waiting for him for quite a while. But considering how fast he arrived she could forgive it. However you did have a few things prepared for him upon arrival.
She sat in her block, wearing a simple outfit. A black tank top with a pair of blue shorts. It didn’t really fit her style but she looked good. Dangerous almost. With one leg crossed over the other she waited.
"Greetings Sebastian. Welcome to my hive. Do not mind her she is a gift from Master Makara. Would you like a seat?"
"[ i would love too, madam. ]" he said softly in his synthesized voice.
He paid little mind to the slave, it wasn't his place to question his master. But he did take note of the name Makara. He quite literally couldn't help it.
Sebastian took a seat in the chair offered to him. Back straight, hands on his lap and facing her, he sat as any servant awaiting a command should. And he was very eager to serve.
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[ good evening sir. ]
"[ of course, madam. right away. ]" he said in the reply.
Sebastian promptly downloaded the coordinates and processed them. After marking the location, he headed out. Sebastian zipped through the streets quickly, so as not to draw unwanted attention to himself. The bunnybot was even wearing a small gray hoodie whose hood had two little pockets where his metal ears fit into rather snugly.
The night was dark but not all too quiet. And despite the bustle, the gray blur weaving past people to get to its destination was hard to miss. He arrived in front of her hive not long after he left. Sebastian wiped off whatever dirt had gotten on him until his metal shined.
A slave let him into her hive and he proceeded to walk up to the second floor where her quarters probably were. Sebastian took note of the abundance in books and webs. Peculiar taste, but he was in no position to judge. He knocked on her door and stood there waiting, hands in front of him and head bowed.
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue:
"Hm? Why do I like art? Well… it’s expression. Creativity I can show to the world. Or, I would… if I didn’t think they were rather plain pieces. But, it’s something that I can do that I’m… passable at." she explained, her pencil swirling over the page as she spoke. She’d absentmindedly started to doodle, her fingers making the graphite dance over the paper.
"[ you don't sound very confident in your work. ]"
After finishing another haiku about things he'd experienced as a security bot working in the manor, Sebastian started on something different. He moved the pen in his metal hand near the corner of the page and doodled something. A frame from that dancing gif he liked to use so much. His reproduction of the image was swift and accurate but completely mechanical.
"[ if you ask me, nothing is plain when heart has been put into making it. the skill comes with doing that over and over again. ]"
He crossed out his little doodle before looking back up at her.
"[ so what should we do next? ]"
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue:
Calliope peered over at the poem, and giggled lightly. “Not biased, hm? Let’s see if I can match that skill.” she mused, putting her pen to the paper again.
"Gentle flowing love, touch of two hands entwining, eternally one”
"[ i think we're making great progress! ]"
Sebastian took something of a liking to haikus and started writing up a couple more on subjects just from the top of his head. In the middle of his writing, he began to wonder about something. Something about his current company.
"[ hey calliope, why do you like art? ]"
[ o... kay then. ]
[ ... ]
[ whoa what. ]
[ uh i... ]
[ ... ]
[ i think i might short circuit out of jealousy for your fancy eye motions. ]
