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jetaivu

That sounds tres dramatique!

[Consider Rook very amused.]

Perhaps you have to become my friend to appease your gods, non?

From:

jetaivu

Bonjour! I have arrived here just a couple of days ago.

[He's not going to address the trouble, but he somewhat failed getting out of trouble...]

How long have you been here?

From:

jetaivu

Merci beaucoup! Your welcome brings warmth to my heart!

[Oh! And a drawing too! Rook considers himself super blessed!]

Did you make that for me?

From:

jetaivu

Non! It does not matter how you use the French language, every word is one of beauty, don't you think?

[That is not an answer to the others question at all.]

From:

jetaivu

Oh non! I would never! Yet when faced with such timeless beauty it is tres difficile for me to ignore such a thing.

Edited Date: 2024-10-28 03:29 pm (UTC)

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jetaivu

[He isn't fazed by this at all.]

I appreciate your helpfulness.

How does one summon a servant? [Don't you just hire them?] And why does the servant come in tres revealing outfits? I do hope this is only for the summer, non?

Edited Date: 2024-10-31 03:09 pm (UTC)

From:

jetaivu

How thrilling!

[Rook grins broadly when he reads that.]

Mon Roi du Poison, doesn't it excite you!? For your beauty to be challenged like that. I am sure you will exceed at this beyond my wildest dreams! Forminable!

From:

jetaivu

Non, non. It makes you sound more curious than anything else. And curiosity is such a beautiful thing! The drive to discover new things, to value the importance of the shape of another man's body.

Perhaps it would be more troublesome if I were a bit plump and round, non?

From:

caycay

[Happy Holidays, Rook! Everyone in the house is getting something, and the hunter is no exception. At some point during the day, Cater will present him with a bracelet that looks like it was likely hand-crafted by the local metalworkers. It's not much, being that a lot has been going on lately in Somnius, but he still hopes it'll be an appreciated gesture.]

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hornton

[The morning of 12/25 Rook will find a small package of brown paper and string. Within is a collection of fine and absolutely lovely silverware. However none of it is from the same set. The small letter included is written in fine elegant (and incredibly outdated) script:]

Well wishes for the holidays. May your hunts be successful.
M.D.

From:

jetaivu

[Rook is truly fascinated with her and seems unfazed with the hissing and glaring.]

Oh? You allow me deux questions? [He smiles the sunniest, brightest smile there is.] You are very generous.

[He takes a small breath of air.]

Have you been here for long?

[If so, why hasn't he noticed her? She's just as fascinating as Leona is.]