#masterattendantselena

[redwineprince]

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Yes, he can still fight. And no, he doesn't take kindly to being ordered around while his vision was spinning. Propped up by his saber that was driven into the ground, Red Wine groaned as he had been brought down to one knee, fighting against the dizziness that plagued his head. That damned Fallen Angel had gotten a lucky hit in, and he's going to repay that foul beast for this insult tenfold! But, to do that, and to stop Master Attendant from getting hurt, he'd have to recover first.

"Stop yelling; I heard you the first time!" Red Wine hissed angrily once he'd regained enough composure to stand up, pulling out his saber from the ground before steering Selena to the side. "Move it; you're in the way!" She wanted him to send the foul creature to where it'd come from? Then, he'd gladly do just that. The expression on Red Wine's face turned dark at that thought, the corners of his lips twitching into a grin as a wine glass filled with his namesake liquid materialized in his free hand.

Gulping down the crimson wine to the last drop, Red Wine threw the glass to the side, it breaking into pieces before disappearing into thin air. Feeling energy run through his body, the Food Soul then lunged towards the Fallen Angel, his saber pulled back before fiercely swinging it at an arc, producing a wave of energy capable of cutting through anything in its path.

[cxrtilage]

* @masterattendantselena.

“Come now, no need for that look, honey.” Twirling a lock of hair around his finger, Zebul looked over the woman with a vague smile. “I probably wouldn’t do anything to you. I really do like humans, you know.” Zebul abruptly clapped his hands, smile widening in an almost unsettling manner. A deep chuckle escaped his throat as he tilted his head ‘innocently’. “You’re a Chef, aren’t you? I’ve seen you before. From afar, that is. Chefs are my most favorite kinds of humans. Always so spirited, and somehow just taste better than others.”

[mizushingen]

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Sitting in his wheelchair perched just under the awning of the restaurant, Raindrop Cake rested with his eyes closed, almost appearing to be asleep if it weren’t for the slow, lazy twirling of the umbrella on his shoulder. At the sound of the other approaching hazy eyes drifted open, though they weren’t directed to the woman beside him, but rather fixated on some point in the distance. “...Good afternoon, Master. --Ah...” He glanced around. “Am I blocking the view? I apologize...” Straightening his back, he shut his umbrella and rested it on his lap before grabbing the wheels of his wheelchair, preparing to move elsewhere.

[swcctmagix]

@masterattendantselena  compensating for tumblr so here’s some flirt

     🍲𝑀𝑖𝑠𝑜;;– ‘ It may be forbidden-- But I can’t help it that my eyes are drawn to such an elegant and graceful being like you. You are truly a marvel, you’ll have to pardon me. ‘

[swcctmagix]

@masterattendantselena ( Food Fantasy verse w/ Ignis )

     ✯ℑ𝔤𝔫𝔦𝔰;;– ‘ I think all the provisions are taken care of. Alright, Coffee and I will be out for a while then. You’re in charge, Pastel. ‘

     The attendant waved to the food souls who were going to be watching his shop for the day, the other aforementioned soul keeping by his side as they left. It wasn’t often Ignis got out, but when he did, it was for some form of research. He liked to know what other places were like-- Also he just really got tired of his own work and liked a change of pace.

     Arriving in the Light Kingdom after managing to catch the closest possible train, Ignis looked at all the places that were around him. This place was certainly beautiful. With a place finally catching his eye, he and his food soul entered. Humming, the pair took a seat and he looked around. It was nice, charming even-- He wondered who ran it.