` A-Ah, hello, Miss Ran-Mao . . . I don’t remember Mr. Sebastian saying to expect you today. Is Mr. Lau with you? ` || @maoisms

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` A-Ah, hello, Miss Ran-Mao . . . I don’t remember Mr. Sebastian saying to expect you today. Is Mr. Lau with you? ` || @maoisms
Ranmao with 6D if it's okay :')
EXPRESSION ART MEME. // accepting ! // @maoisms.
| R A N - M A O | :
The woman’s words earn a tilt of Ranmao’s head, and even as her countenance remains unreadable, she expresses curiosity upon hearing the order. Because it is an order, not a request; it sounds like an order, and she’s sadly more than used to that particular tone of the voice. Lau never uses it, but she still recalls those days before they met; they are impossiblefor her to forget, no matter what.
Ranmao wonders if the stranger is feeling ill, for the way she sits on the ground and her unfriendly glare makes her suspect there is something wrong with her, and that only increases her curiosity even further. Even if she doesn’t know her, even if Ranmao doesn’t really care about anyone but Lau, a bit of her kindness remains, and so she sits down next to the woman, legs crossed at the ankles and eyes staring into the distance for a brief moment, in which silence fills the solitary place.
“When…someone feel bad…it better to say it.” she mutters, now directing amber eyes to the stranger, “You are sick…? You look sick…maybe you need sleep.”
➤ ⋮ jasper flinches when ran-mao sits beside her, eyes snapping open, body drawing away. close proximity isn’t something she’s used to, especially not from a human. most tend to have the common sense to avoid her, what with her large, intimidating stature, her gravelly voice, && those eyes that were enough to make anyone T R E M B L E upon meeting them. she’s not U S E D to being deemed an approachable figure in the slightest. && yet, here this small human is, less than a foot away from her, searching her face without a speck of uncertainty or fear. while jasper’s natural instinct is to become defensive in the face of a stranger, she does her utmost to relax this time, gaze softening a touch. she can’t bring herself to look into the human’s eyes just yet out of embarrassment, instead scowling in the opposite direction. ❝ my species doesn’t N E E D sleep. we don’t get S I C K, either. these are just minor injuries––nothing S P E C I A L. ❞ for the record, jasper probably D O E S need to rest given her current state, freshly escaped from battle && furthermore exhausted from having R U N all this way, but refuses to do so as per the expectation that quartzes must endure whatever may come their way without complaint. && so even though she’s covered from head to foot in extreme injuries––deep cuts that spill amber blood, a nick in her left ear that hurts to high heaven, && bruises that manage to inhibit her from walking correctly––she won’t do a thing about it. she knows deep down that it’d be wise to, of course, but that doesn’t change a thing. ❝ just mind your own business, human. i can handle myself just fine. ❞ she hopes sincerely that a rejection this blatant && rude be enough to send the girl on her way. she doesn’t know how to D E A L with someone trying to look after her. ❝ this isn’t something you would understand, anyway. you && i are far too different. got it? ❞
❛ ranmao !! ❜ don’t stop him, for he has been struck with the most marvelous of ideas. he carries a sack of flour in his arms, several chocolate bars ( from the funtom company, of course ), a large tub of icing, && a magnificent smile which can only begin to highlight his enthusiasm. ❛ i’ve been thinking, we should try baking, yes ? it’s the little earl’s birthday soon, i believe. let’s make him a cake ! ❜
sc. // @maoisms.
“ RAN MAO i’m supposed to help you get used to wearing Western styled clothing, you can’t just take it off right away! ”
( @maoisms / starter call / accepting )
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『♛❞ —— ❝Are you not BORED with this game ?? I am. I say we go out on the town together, instead !❞ No mind paid to remaining two presences they kept in their company in the sitting room -- surely they could entertain themselves.
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『♛❞ —— ❝It suits you, it suits you! Try on this apron, next!❞
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Twitch, twitch... Great. Ciel can already feel the irritation build up within him as he spots the familiar female. It can only mean one thing... && he does N O T wish to think of it. As if he doesn’t have enough work piled up for the day as it is -- no, he has to tend to this problem too. Uninvited guests are the worst... but even worse when it’s the two of them.
❝ ----- If you’re here... that means he’s here too, right... ? ❞