Matilda Chambers

And if I ever look surprised, Well I, I'm not trying to L I E. But I warned you. I warned you.

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fidelissean:

These kids had no sense of discipline and it drove Sean up the goddamn wall. His eyes watched the sophomore cruise down the hall and then his gaze shifted to the red head. “If you’ve got some.” He sighed. “Undisciplined little shits..” He grumbled as he ran a hand through his hair.

“Of course I’ve got some. Don’t worry that pretty little head of yours.” The maid offers a gentle smile. “I do hope that they haven’t done this in the past-- like you said-- it’s a security issue.” 

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libbi-quentin:

“Are you sure?” She wasn’t going to pry on the life of a woman she didn’t even know but she did felt bad for her “Maybe you can take the rest of the day off? I don’t think much is happening today.”

“Positive.” She says quietly. “Oh, heavens, no. I can’t take the day off.” Matilda replies hastily. “Something is ALWAYS going on, here.”

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“Look, you can’t just cover the camera’s in the hallway with black nail polish. It’s a matter of security”

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Matilda waits for the scolding to come to an end before approaching the guard. “If you’d like, I can wipe them down with some nail polish remover.” She says, watching the pesky student saunter off. “...Hard headed, aren’t they?”

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libbi-quentin:

“…I just saw you walk into that closet and uhm…are you okay?” She looked like she had been crying and well hiding in closest wasn’t a usual thing..right? Not even for maids. Truthfully Libbi rarely talked much to the maids but when she did she was always polite and nice, and well she wasn’t one to see someone crying and not worry.

“I-- I needed to get something.” A terrible excuse, considering that she’d exited empty handed. “Oh, I’m just wonderful. Truly. There’s no need to worry.” What is she supposed to say? I hate my job? I’m lonely and aging poorly? I miss home? Surely not.

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It’s times like these that Matilda doesn’t mind selling info to the tabloids-- they deserve to be publicly humiliated. She can’t stand these brats. So far, her day has consisted of being mocked, ridden with tedious tasks, and scrubbing the puke from the carpet of a student that’d probably partied too much the night before. Matilda didn’t bother asking-- she never does. She simply KNOWS.  So, for at least a few moments, she needs to get away from it all. The strawberry blonde finds herself in the same storage closet that she always runs off to in times of stress. By now, she’s coined it the crying closet. She’s not the only maid to have put it to good use, at the institute. Sniffling, she dries her eyes, and cautiously exits the small storage space. With wide eyes, she’s met face to face with someone on the other side. “My apologies-- can I help you with something?” Her voice wavers. 

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“I can’t believe that I’m the first one to say this to you, but you have something stuck to your foot,” The redheaded princess gestured towards the other’s foot, and what she considered to be toilet roll or a paper towel of some sort. “Either that or everyone else is just mean.”

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Glancing down, she notices that she’s got toilet paper stuck to the heel of her black stiletto. A hefty sigh escapes the maid. “How embarrassing...” She shuffles to get it off, guessing that it’d followed her from the horrendous task of scrubbing down the ladies’ restroom. “Thank you.”

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hrhluna:

“Oh… okay?” there was a touch of doubt in her tone. “Thank you for that. I don’t feel comfortable seeing a dirty surroundings. I can’t believe that girl, and she just run away from it.” she sighed and raised her brows. “…they’re at home??? school hasn’t even started yet, have you forgotten about it?”

“Oh, Princess. You’re so silly. Everyone returned last week. With classes beginning monday, I certainly HOPE they’re not at home.”

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princeededdneddy:

It was of course typical of Ed to forget something in his room. He was walking down the dorm’s hallway when he saw the cleaning cart. “That’s weird.” He thought to himself. He was the type of person who doesn’t want others touching his room. He was specific about it to the other staff of the school. And he definitely saw the woman snooping around his things.

“What are you doing, Miss?” He asked, still trying to be polite. “I’m sorry. But I don’t remember requesting my room to be cleaned.”

“Your highness-- my most sincere apologies.” Her face flushes. “It was just so quiet on this hall-- I thought I’d tidy the dorm rooms before more students returned.”

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babybahrain:

“Repay with kindness? You’re the maid, that’s your job. It’s your job to make my life easier. Much cleaner.” Esme scoffed, walking up closer to her. 

“New ones. Yes.” She walked around her, opening her drawers to see if anything was misplaced. Luckily, nothing. “Doesn’t look like you didn’t do much organizing. Show me what you organized. Which drawers?” 

“I wasn’t able to fully begin-- you came in, and so I thought that perhaps tomorrow morning would suffice better. Perhaps while you’re at breakfast.” She clasps her hands together, stepping towards the door. “Right away, ma’am. I’ll be but a minute.” Disappearing into the hallway, Matilda heads for the one of many cleaning closets throughout the castle, using the towel heater to warm the plush towels before folding them neatly and returning to Esmerald’s dorm room.  “Your towels, duchess. Would you like me to place them anywhere specifically? I know how particular you can be about what goes where.”

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hrhluna:

It was pretty late already when Luna realized that she spent her whole day again in the library. Before the school have start all the things she have done lately is to read books and watch some movies. Now that she was done with reading some books, it’s now time for her to continue the series she was watching or just watch another movie. 

As soon as she went inside of the dorm. She noticed that her room were open. She was pretty sure that she closed this one awhile ago. Heart was beating fast as she opened the door and saw Matilda, the one who cleans the room inside. 

“Ah… um… Hello.” she smiled. “Oh yeah. Isn’t it a little bit… late for it already? Also… hall? but you’re in my bedroom right now though?” she bit her lips a little bit worried. “Ah… By the way awhile ago someone kinda spill a chips on the floor and soda on the table. The suspect kinda ran away from the scene and I was the only one left in here… so… I just cleaned it before I go but the chips were still there I believe.”

“Good evening, to you too, Princess.” She sputters. “W-Well, I meant this hallway of rooms.” Matilda reassures her. “Oh, no worries. I can tidy that for you straight away.” She bows her head, clasping her hands together before attempting to maneuver around the princess. “Your highness-- where...where is everyone tonight?”

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babybahrain:

Esme needed to go touch up but the bathrooms were still so disgusting for her. Going back to her room, she heard some shuffling before she held onto the brass knob. “Who the fuck is in my room?” she thought, quickly opening it to find the maid rummaging through her stuff.

No surprise to Esme, people were envious of the things she wore. “Tidying up means scrubbing my floors, wiping my mirrors, dusting my lace curtains,” her eyebrow rose highly, “But looking through my stuff? Shall I call the guards?”

“Duchess Esmerald, I can assure you-- I was simply folding a few items for you. Just to make your life a bit easier.” She places her hands over her heart, taking a few steps toward the young royalty with a casual head-bow. “After all-- you treat me ever so kindly. I only wish to repay that kindness.” She lies. Matilda can’t STAND the duchess. “I... noticed that you’re out of plush towels. Shall I fetch you a new set?”

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It’s quiet tonight-- too quiet. Matilda knows that something strange is going on. She is damn near the eyes and ears of the castle. Little to nothing gets past the help. She sees the good, the bad, and the ugly around here. Using her master key to wander into a dormitory, she parks her cleaning cart outside of the room. At first, she lets her eyes wander about the bedroom. Fixing her glance upon a drawer, she hesitantly opens it and carefully searches through. Coming across an item of jewelry that she particularly likes, she holds it up to herself in a nearby mirror. That’s when she hears the door creaking open. Dropping the item back into the drawer and shutting it, she turns on her black heels.  “Oh, dear-- my apologies.” Her voice wavers. “I was just tidying up this hall while everyone is out.” Suspicious for a Friday night-- nevertheless, Miss Chambers forces a convincing, warm smile.

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Matilda Chambers

“SHE IS A PARADOX. SHE IS FAITHFUL AND YET DETACHED. SHE IS COMMITTED AND YET RELAXED. SHE LOVES EVERYONE, AND YET NO ONE. SHE IS SOCIABLE BUT ALSO A LONER. SHE IS GENTLE AND YET TOUGH. SHE IS PASSIONATE BUT CAN ALSO BE PLATONIC. IN SHORT, SHE IS PREDICTABLE IN HER UNPREDICTABILITY…”

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