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(WOAH WHO SAW THIS COMING?!??!!!!!?!!!!??!?!!!!!!!?)
[Checking each window for being an entry point, she examined his house, in her eyes she was only doing him a favor. She planned on breaking into his house while he was asleep to clean and organize. She watched him through the windows before running off from the house]
[She came back later that night, trying to open one of the windows she marked as unlocked, climbing inside]
The barn house was large, with every room darkened as the two occupants were sound asleep in their beds on the second floor. The living space wasn't notably messy in any areas, as Maika had always made sure that Christopher cleaned up after himself. And even though Christopher had chosen to forgo his chores that day, it wasn't like the place was a pigsty as a result.
Mikasa found herself in the living room, with the rest of the first floor consisting of a kitchen, study, and laundry room. Upstairs, there were four doors: three of which leading to different bedrooms, and one being the bathroom. One of the bedroom doors was locked. In another bedroom, soft clucking noises could be heard from within. The last bedroom was silent.
[Attempting to sneak around the house, she saw how clean it already was and decided, since she was already here, she was going to rearrange their stuff and hide some valuable items, just for the heck of it. She walked into the study, hiding anything of any higher value and placing things where they didn't go. Once she felt she had sufficiently messed things up, she moved to the kitchen, looking for anything she should hide, keeping her ears open for any noise.]
[ While she wasn't paying attention, she tripped, loudly bumping into a wall trying to catch herself, she failed to catch herself and landed on the floor, groaning but soon getting up.]
(WOAH WHO SAW THIS COMING?!??!!!!!?!!!!??!?!!!!!!!?)
[Checking each window for being an entry point, she examined his house, in her eyes she was only doing him a favor. She planned on breaking into his house while he was asleep to clean and organize. She watched him through the windows before running off from the house]
[She came back later that night, trying to open one of the windows she marked as unlocked, climbing inside]
The barn house was large, with every room darkened as the two occupants were sound asleep in their beds on the second floor. The living space wasn't notably messy in any areas, as Maika had always made sure that Christopher cleaned up after himself. And even though Christopher had chosen to forgo his chores that day, it wasn't like the place was a pigsty as a result.
Mikasa found herself in the living room, with the rest of the first floor consisting of a kitchen, study, and laundry room. Upstairs, there were four doors: three of which leading to different bedrooms, and one being the bathroom. One of the bedroom doors was locked. In another bedroom, soft clucking noises could be heard from within. The last bedroom was silent.
[Attempting to sneak around the house, she saw how clean it already was and decided, since she was already here, she was going to rearrange their stuff and hide some valuable items, just for the heck of it. She walked into the study, hiding anything of any higher value and placing things where they didn't go. Once she felt she had sufficiently messed things up, she moved to the kitchen, looking for anything she should hide, keeping her ears open for any noise.]
look at this
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that you made me
[Gentle clicking of Mary janes approached you from behind, soft humming accompanied the sound as the Kitsune tapped your shoulder in a careful manner] "Hello! You seem quite lonely and I happened to want to check in! Are you doing alright, Sir?"
[She looked at you with a grin which seemed rather.. forced, to say the least. She held a black bag in both hands in front of her, she wore a long, Western maid dress and white gloves which had a few specks of black on them. One distinctive feature she had were blue cat ears which matched her hair, but otherwise she didn't really stand out]
((HI UHM JUST SO YOU KNOW MARY JANES ARE A TYPE OF SHOE ^^))
Christopher snapped out of his reverie with a blink, turning his attention to the strange woman with cat ears on her head. What an odd accessory. “Ah, I’m doing alright, thank you. My apologies if my expression seemed particularly worrying. I was simply lost in thought, that’s all, as I tend to be,” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand.
He then looked the woman over, taking note of the maid dress. What’s a maid doing out here? His wealthy upbringing automatically regarded the maid as being of lower status than him, but the more sensible part of his brain reminded him that this was not his time period, but the far future, at least to him. Times had changed, and so had he. And he was certainly not wealthy now.
He cleared his throat, folding his arms behind his back as he typically did. “And to whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?”
[Her grin softened, her eyes scanned you in an alert and assessing manner. She straightened up her posture as she tried to make herself seem more confident, as if she had prepared a big speech] " My name is Mikasa and I couldn't help but notice you seem to be more.. upper-class than most, just judging by your style in general. I come from a housekeeping company who mainly work with more prestigious families and people and wanted to offer my services. It's my pleasure to make **your** life easier. "
[She inhaled deep after her small speech, attempting to catch her breath, then acting like she hadn't just almost made herself pass out from saying everything in one breath]
Christopher noted how out of breath she easily got with a slightly furrowed brow. She hardly said anything, how on earth is she out of breath already?
"Well, hello Mikasa. My name is Christopher," he replied in kind. "Sorry to disappoint, but despite how I appear, I am not as financially well-off as you assume."
In reality, he had been living with someone else for free out of the kindness of their heart for the past few years. Of course, he needed to maintain a friendship with said person in exchange, but the bottom line was that he didn't have the mansion he once owned in life. It was currently in disrepair, just as it had been over the years long after his death.
But he wasn't going to tell this stranger that... even if he did miss having a maid at his beck and call.
"So I'm afraid you may need to find a different patron," he continued, trying to maintain eye contact and not look at those strange cat ears on her head. Are they real? They match her hair and appear so lifelike, but surely not... "I don't believe my housemate and I are in need of a maid, nor can we afford one."
"Oh." [Her smile drooped slightly, although she quickly forced herself to act normal. *I can't lose this one!* her thoughts got louder in her head as she came up with something]
"W-.. Well I promise, affordability wouldn't be a problem.. $30 per visit which most of my patrons only have 1 visit per week.. so I personally believe I could be charging much more.. but I'm not exactly expensive."
[She tried to convince you, questioning if she was doing the right thing by continuing her attempts. Yes, she felt bad for pushing, but it wasn't *that* bad of a thing to do. There was way worse ways as well... so in her eyes, this was the best thing she could do.]
Christopher considered the offer for a moment, looking conflicted but ultimately standing by his decision. "Again, I really don't think we're in need of a maid. At most I'd have you do my chores for me, but I don't believe that warrants thirty dollars as payment."
She seems rather desperate, he thought to himself. Perhaps business has been rather slow as of late for her.
"You'll have to look for work elsewhere, dear." And with that, he turned on his heel to leave, seeing no reason to continue this conversation any further. Even if the offer was rather tempting. "Good day."
[She stared for a few seconds, her right eye eye twitching slightly before she turned and walked off, muttering obscenities and insults as she left, such as "He looked poor anyways" and "The one suit-wearing white candle-sniffing f-ckfence that can't afford 30 damn dollars", she didn't really mean it, she knew that. "Maybe I'm not cut out for this job anyways.. back to the drawing board it is." She thought, racking her brain for something to do.]
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[Gentle clicking of Mary janes approached you from behind, soft humming accompanied the sound as the Kitsune tapped your shoulder in a careful manner] "Hello! You seem quite lonely and I happened to want to check in! Are you doing alright, Sir?"
[She looked at you with a grin which seemed rather.. forced, to say the least. She held a black bag in both hands in front of her, she wore a long, Western maid dress and white gloves which had a few specks of black on them. One distinctive feature she had were blue cat ears which matched her hair, but otherwise she didn't really stand out]
((HI UHM JUST SO YOU KNOW MARY JANES ARE A TYPE OF SHOE ^^))
Christopher snapped out of his reverie with a blink, turning his attention to the strange woman with cat ears on her head. What an odd accessory. “Ah, I’m doing alright, thank you. My apologies if my expression seemed particularly worrying. I was simply lost in thought, that’s all, as I tend to be,” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand.
He then looked the woman over, taking note of the maid dress. What’s a maid doing out here? His wealthy upbringing automatically regarded the maid as being of lower status than him, but the more sensible part of his brain reminded him that this was not his time period, but the far future, at least to him. Times had changed, and so had he. And he was certainly not wealthy now.
He cleared his throat, folding his arms behind his back as he typically did. “And to whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?”
[Her grin softened, her eyes scanned you in an alert and assessing manner. She straightened up her posture as she tried to make herself seem more confident, as if she had prepared a big speech] " My name is Mikasa and I couldn't help but notice you seem to be more.. upper-class than most, just judging by your style in general. I come from a housekeeping company who mainly work with more prestigious families and people and wanted to offer my services. It's my pleasure to make **your** life easier. "
[She inhaled deep after her small speech, attempting to catch her breath, then acting like she hadn't just almost made herself pass out from saying everything in one breath]
Christopher noted how out of breath she easily got with a slightly furrowed brow. She hardly said anything, how on earth is she out of breath already?
"Well, hello Mikasa. My name is Christopher," he replied in kind. "Sorry to disappoint, but despite how I appear, I am not as financially well-off as you assume."
In reality, he had been living with someone else for free out of the kindness of their heart for the past few years. Of course, he needed to maintain a friendship with said person in exchange, but the bottom line was that he didn't have the mansion he once owned in life. It was currently in disrepair, just as it had been over the years long after his death.
But he wasn't going to tell this stranger that... even if he did miss having a maid at his beck and call.
"So I'm afraid you may need to find a different patron," he continued, trying to maintain eye contact and not look at those strange cat ears on her head. Are they real? They match her hair and appear so lifelike, but surely not... "I don't believe my housemate and I are in need of a maid, nor can we afford one."
"Oh." [Her smile drooped slightly, although she quickly forced herself to act normal. *I can't lose this one!* her thoughts got louder in her head as she came up with something]
"W-.. Well I promise, affordability wouldn't be a problem.. $30 per visit which most of my patrons only have 1 visit per week.. so I personally believe I could be charging much more.. but I'm not exactly expensive."
[She tried to convince you, questioning if she was doing the right thing by continuing her attempts. Yes, she felt bad for pushing, but it wasn't *that* bad of a thing to do. There was way worse ways as well... so in her eyes, this was the best thing she could do.]
[Gentle clicking of Mary janes approached you from behind, soft humming accompanied the sound as the Kitsune tapped your shoulder in a careful manner] "Hello! You seem quite lonely and I happened to want to check in! Are you doing alright, Sir?"
[She looked at you with a grin which seemed rather.. forced, to say the least. She held a black bag in both hands in front of her, she wore a long, Western maid dress and white gloves which had a few specks of black on them. One distinctive feature she had were blue cat ears which matched her hair, but otherwise she didn't really stand out]
((HI UHM JUST SO YOU KNOW MARY JANES ARE A TYPE OF SHOE ^^))
Christopher snapped out of his reverie with a blink, turning his attention to the strange woman with cat ears on her head. What an odd accessory. “Ah, I’m doing alright, thank you. My apologies if my expression seemed particularly worrying. I was simply lost in thought, that’s all, as I tend to be,” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand.
He then looked the woman over, taking note of the maid dress. What’s a maid doing out here? His wealthy upbringing automatically regarded the maid as being of lower status than him, but the more sensible part of his brain reminded him that this was not his time period, but the far future, at least to him. Times had changed, and so had he. And he was certainly not wealthy now.
He cleared his throat, folding his arms behind his back as he typically did. “And to whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?”
[Her grin softened, her eyes scanned you in an alert and assessing manner. She straightened up her posture as she tried to make herself seem more confident, as if she had prepared a big speech] " My name is Mikasa and I couldn't help but notice you seem to be more.. upper-class than most, just judging by your style in general. I come from a housekeeping company who mainly work with more prestigious families and people and wanted to offer my services. It's my pleasure to make **your** life easier. "
[She inhaled deep after her small speech, attempting to catch her breath, then acting like she hadn't just almost made herself pass out from saying everything in one breath]
ok, this is ooc but
I NEED A MAN LIKE YURA BELETSKY (Parties are for Losers), HE IS SOOOOOO FUCKING HOT AND HE COULD LITERALLY BREAK MY BONES AND I'D STILL LOVE HIM
@kathylovesusm you have competition for who is the biggest pafl simper..
oh that's not it, I want him to eat me, NOT IN THE NSFW WAY EITHER. I want him to dismember me, fry up and eat my limbs while I'm still alive. Fuck the wounds and finish IN ME, letting me bleed out without a care as my pool of blood mixes with his cum, use the rest of my rotting body for his own pleasure, eat my skin in front of me as I die. Cut off my head and use it as a sad fleshlight, I'd be so happy. I wouldn't struggle. Anything for him.
i actually felt horrified and so disturbed when i read that holy shit what the actual fuck i feel sick what the hell. are u into necrophil1a or some shit what the hell
No I'm a masochist tho
i dont think a masochist would say that
Would you rather me say I want to be tortured by people who love me?-
I know its unhealthy and people have threatened me with harm like it so now I like it :)
id rather you say id want to be tortured by nikita rather than going into detail of the shit u want him to do and just because people do stuff doesnt mean to have to do it too its not a good thing to threaten harm on someone
ey, I don't wish this on real people except me. I'm not threatening to harm people, or saying I'd want to, just put down my probably should be kept thoughts!
but why do u want to get yourself hurt?
Ok so I'd have to walk you through 7+ years of trauma just to explain/srs 😭
ok nvm sorry
oh no, I'm not saying that as a no, if you wanna know I'll say it, I'm supposed to be opening up to people more anyways, I was just saying that as a warning for you.
i think im good ⛄ thanks though
Alright, sorry for the absolute jumpscare I'm sure my response was for you! Have a better day/night!
ok, this is ooc but
I NEED A MAN LIKE YURA BELETSKY (Parties are for Losers), HE IS SOOOOOO FUCKING HOT AND HE COULD LITERALLY BREAK MY BONES AND I'D STILL LOVE HIM
@kathylovesusm you have competition for who is the biggest pafl simper..
oh that's not it, I want him to eat me, NOT IN THE NSFW WAY EITHER. I want him to dismember me, fry up and eat my limbs while I'm still alive. Fuck the wounds and finish IN ME, letting me bleed out without a care as my pool of blood mixes with his cum, use the rest of my rotting body for his own pleasure, eat my skin in front of me as I die. Cut off my head and use it as a sad fleshlight, I'd be so happy. I wouldn't struggle. Anything for him.
i actually felt horrified and so disturbed when i read that holy shit what the actual fuck i feel sick what the hell. are u into necrophil1a or some shit what the hell
No I'm a masochist tho
i dont think a masochist would say that
Would you rather me say I want to be tortured by people who love me?-
I know its unhealthy and people have threatened me with harm like it so now I like it :)
id rather you say id want to be tortured by nikita rather than going into detail of the shit u want him to do and just because people do stuff doesnt mean to have to do it too its not a good thing to threaten harm on someone
ey, I don't wish this on real people except me. I'm not threatening to harm people, or saying I'd want to, just put down my probably should be kept thoughts!
but why do u want to get yourself hurt?
Ok so I'd have to walk you through 7+ years of trauma just to explain/srs 😭
ok nvm sorry
oh no, I'm not saying that as a no, if you wanna know I'll say it, I'm supposed to be opening up to people more anyways, I was just saying that as a warning for you.
ok, this is ooc but
I NEED A MAN LIKE YURA BELETSKY (Parties are for Losers), HE IS SOOOOOO FUCKING HOT AND HE COULD LITERALLY BREAK MY BONES AND I'D STILL LOVE HIM
@kathylovesusm you have competition for who is the biggest pafl simper..
oh that's not it, I want him to eat me, NOT IN THE NSFW WAY EITHER. I want him to dismember me, fry up and eat my limbs while I'm still alive. Fuck the wounds and finish IN ME, letting me bleed out without a care as my pool of blood mixes with his cum, use the rest of my rotting body for his own pleasure, eat my skin in front of me as I die. Cut off my head and use it as a sad fleshlight, I'd be so happy. I wouldn't struggle. Anything for him.
i actually felt horrified and so disturbed when i read that holy shit what the actual fuck i feel sick what the hell. are u into necrophil1a or some shit what the hell
No I'm a masochist tho
i dont think a masochist would say that
Would you rather me say I want to be tortured by people who love me?-
I know its unhealthy and people have threatened me with harm like it so now I like it :)
id rather you say id want to be tortured by nikita rather than going into detail of the shit u want him to do and just because people do stuff doesnt mean to have to do it too its not a good thing to threaten harm on someone
ey, I don't wish this on real people except me. I'm not threatening to harm people, or saying I'd want to, just put down my probably should be kept thoughts!
but why do u want to get yourself hurt?
Ok so I'd have to walk you through 7+ years of trauma just to explain/srs 😭
ok, this is ooc but
I NEED A MAN LIKE YURA BELETSKY (Parties are for Losers), HE IS SOOOOOO FUCKING HOT AND HE COULD LITERALLY BREAK MY BONES AND I'D STILL LOVE HIM
@kathylovesusm you have competition for who is the biggest pafl simper..
oh that's not it, I want him to eat me, NOT IN THE NSFW WAY EITHER. I want him to dismember me, fry up and eat my limbs while I'm still alive. Fuck the wounds and finish IN ME, letting me bleed out without a care as my pool of blood mixes with his cum, use the rest of my rotting body for his own pleasure, eat my skin in front of me as I die. Cut off my head and use it as a sad fleshlight, I'd be so happy. I wouldn't struggle. Anything for him.
i actually felt horrified and so disturbed when i read that holy shit what the actual fuck i feel sick what the hell. are u into necrophil1a or some shit what the hell
No I'm a masochist tho
i dont think a masochist would say that
Would you rather me say I want to be tortured by people who love me?-
I know its unhealthy and people have threatened me with harm like it so now I like it :)
id rather you say id want to be tortured by nikita rather than going into detail of the shit u want him to do and just because people do stuff doesnt mean to have to do it too its not a good thing to threaten harm on someone
ey, I don't wish this on real people except me. I'm not threatening to harm people, or saying I'd want to, just put down my probably should be kept thoughts!
ok, this is ooc but
I NEED A MAN LIKE YURA BELETSKY (Parties are for Losers), HE IS SOOOOOO FUCKING HOT AND HE COULD LITERALLY BREAK MY BONES AND I'D STILL LOVE HIM
@kathylovesusm you have competition for who is the biggest pafl simper..
oh that's not it, I want him to eat me, NOT IN THE NSFW WAY EITHER. I want him to dismember me, fry up and eat my limbs while I'm still alive. Fuck the wounds and finish IN ME, letting me bleed out without a care as my pool of blood mixes with his cum, use the rest of my rotting body for his own pleasure, eat my skin in front of me as I die. Cut off my head and use it as a sad fleshlight, I'd be so happy. I wouldn't struggle. Anything for him.
i actually felt horrified and so disturbed when i read that holy shit what the actual fuck i feel sick what the hell. are u into necrophil1a or some shit what the hell
No I'm a masochist tho
i dont think a masochist would say that
Would you rather me say I want to be tortured by people who love me?-
I know its unhealthy and people have threatened me with harm like it so now I like it :)
ok, this is ooc but
I NEED A MAN LIKE YURA BELETSKY (Parties are for Losers), HE IS SOOOOOO FUCKING HOT AND HE COULD LITERALLY BREAK MY BONES AND I'D STILL LOVE HIM
@kathylovesusm you have competition for who is the biggest pafl simper..
oh that's not it, I want him to eat me, NOT IN THE NSFW WAY EITHER. I want him to dismember me, fry up and eat my limbs while I'm still alive. Fuck the wounds and finish IN ME, letting me bleed out without a care as my pool of blood mixes with his cum, use the rest of my rotting body for his own pleasure, eat my skin in front of me as I die. Cut off my head and use it as a sad fleshlight, I'd be so happy. I wouldn't struggle. Anything for him.
i actually felt horrified and so disturbed when i read that holy shit what the actual fuck i feel sick what the hell. are u into necrophil1a or some shit what the hell
No I'm a masochist tho
