Private I'm waking up, to grime and dust...

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

Location: Imperial Palace, Alvaria. Inside one of the many rooms.
Time of day: Mid-Morning, Early afternoon.

....in a flash and I enjoy my lust. Of cleaning.

Its around that time of day again, when the rather diligent and effective maid makes her rounds in the palace. Cleaning, tiding up the chambers and hallways. Making sure the pictures and vases aren't dirty and dusty. The usual for a force-user. Well, not the usual for force users, but usual for this one in particular. Currently, she is within one of the guest rooms making sure the bed is made and everything seems presentable for whenever this room is being used.

But how long has Aeizori been in his service? Well. That question doesn't really matter much. Not to her at least. All that matters is she is doing what she wishes and wants to do and cleaning she shall do. She knows its demeaning of someone of her nature and class, but the point of it all is rather simple. She always falls back to this lifestyle, no matter what. Protecting her Master first, cleaning second, and then her personal desires last.

Once she deems the room is clean enough, she gives out a soft sigh and collects her things and heads towards the door. "One down, about... mh. How many rooms does this palace have anyway..." She states, talking to herself mostly. She had never thought to count the rooms she willingly cleans.



Darth Malum of House Marr

 

[Darth Malum of House Marr]

Of the many responsibilities that he held as Emperor... or King, of this world, of the many responsibilities that he held in general, the least of them all may have been the monthly meetings with the staff of the Palace. Oh, certainly, he might have passed the duty onto his housekeeper, or in this case... the palacekeeper. But, there was something to be said of how in being the least, it might have been the most enjoyable.

At the very least in not causing him unending stress.

...And perhaps, in being able to glimpse upon Meredith... things had grown better now, but still, he could not help but feel as if he often long-neglected Kara and his' flame...

He'd have to find a gift for her as soon as able, yet, in the conclusion of the latest summoning, of which he had said nothing, his well-disciplined housekeeper attempted to act as if he cared little that his perceived divine Emperor was not standing near... unsurprisingly, the rest of the staff had failed in their attempts.

Well, all apart from Meredith of course... sweet Meredith.

But, it was, unfortunately, not her that he was looking to find today, he had seen the reports from the housekeeper, he had noticed her absence.

Calling through the halls, his noble face, carried in a suit of black armour, he thought of another flame, a woman that he had half-saved, half-kidnapped so long ago on Jutrand.

"Aeizori!" His voice carried, echoing all the walls.

Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae
Mentioned: Ansisa

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

An ear flickered, her tails swayed and soon enough she head left that guest room. After taking a few steps away from the door, she heard her name being called out. 'Aeizori' was called. Smiling ever so slightly, the maid soon heads towards the sound, walking at first, trying to determine just where the sound came from. "I'm coming!" She responds in return still following the sound of her name being called out. Though the man who called out her name. That man who 'liberated' her, as he deems it. 'Obtained' her more like it in her own eyes.

Not like she was opposed to the idea. She's been traded from several hands before, what makes this one any different? Of course, she's treated like she was with the man who 'truly' freed her.

She had stopped walking, only briefly, to place down her cleaning supplies, and then she started to head towards the voice with a sprint. "I'm coming! Just, trying to find..." Though as she turns the next corner, she does manage to 'bump' into him blinking as she did so. "Yo-...S-Sorry S-Sorry!"

As she ran into the man who owns this palace.

Darth Malum of House Marr

 

[Darth Malum of House Marr]

Her feminine voice echoing along the walls was surefire certainty of her presence close by, as ever there was a moment of tenderness within his bleeding heart, that expression reserved for all that which he held a certain affection... even more so, a certain intimacy. It was only by her happiness that she continued cleaning his halls, it was not a position which fit her, no matter how highly he compensated... still, her happiness willed her to stay.

And he was not one to deny certain people their happiness, especially those who had seen him at his most vulnerable.

He blinked as her voice grew closer, louder.

He blinked again, taking a step back, instinctively his limbs rushing forth to catch her in his arms, as she bound the corner and crashed into him.

He blinked owlishly, she had grown in her time under his employ, three square meals, highly delicious, highly delicious, a day where once was lacking did that to one, he supposed, her tails sprouting out from her behind, could be versatile weapons, but currently, seemed to only accentuate her features.

Still, he did tower over her even now.

"No need for apologies... I missed you at the meeting of the staff, lose yourself in work again?" He japed down at her, still holding her by her shoulders.

Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

Well, instead of falling down and crashing onto the ground, the woman was grabbed and held onto. This was a nice, calming feeling. Her eyes blinked a few times. Trying to grasp the situation at hand. Yet, even as she is held up by him to prevent her fall, her red eyes look up at him. No fear was being shown.

But then her eyes started to widen up. There was a meeting?! Today?! Her mouth goes agape. This doesn't happen. Usually she is on top of things. Her heart is racing. Her eyes start to tear up a bit, as she believe she has become a failure. Her tails flicker, then stop moving. Her ears flatten. Her eyes start to tear up and cry.

Her voice is of saddened tone. "T-There was a meeting today?! But-... But I, I thought it..." As she starts to stutter in her words. Poor girl. "W-What time is it?"

Oh boy...

Darth Malum of House Marr

 

[Darth Malum of House Marr]

Why, oh why, why did it always have to be crying women? He felt himself freezing up, even as he held her firm, his lips going dry, as his mind ceased all operation, as the question of what he should do harrumphed a grumpy harrumph, her eyes... her eyes so alike his, he so hated to see them water.

"Shhhh dear..." Malum attempted to coo, feeling entirely out of place in the action, as he brought her close to his chest, wrapping his arms around her, one hand caressing her hair, as the other was held on her back, her heartbeat, a point of centre, as he allowed himself a breath. He felt the wetness on his red tunic, her ears... so feline in their movement, as they turned down.

"You missed nothing important, I just came to find you, as it has been awhile since we last spoke."

Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

She continues to tear up. She missed something. He claims it wasn't important, but she missed it regardless. The woman is fantastic and keeping up with everyone's schedule reminding Malum, and others, of what they need done and at what times. She missed a meeting though. Her heart is thumbing, her anxiety taking over. Tears remain flowing down her cheeks, and now onto his chest as she is pressed against him. Her whimpers and quick breathes are muffled by his chest. Her tears staining his chest.

She feels like she did wrong. She knows she did wrong. It wasn't like her to miss these things, even if its insignificant to her. She is meant to take care of him, and whatever guests are in the Palace with them. "You, You say that, You, you say that. But I still missed it. Regardless of what it was. A-A servents duty is to... is to assist when needed. At all times."

And she slowly moves her head up to look at him. Those eyes of hers, red by her corruption, and red by how much she has been crying.

Darth Malum of House Marr