[ She stops abruptly mid-song, with a pile of bedding laundry in her arms and a sheepish smile on her face. She's doing exactly as she was told and yet she still somehow feels like she's been caught red-handed doing something she shouldn't.
She looks around at the Mors crowded around her, wonders for a moment how she's going to explain all this... then promptly decides not to bother. It's probably his fault in the first place! ]
Um... The cleaning's almost done...
[ Because apparently that was the part that needed to be addressed right now??? ]
Oh. Oh good, yes, that's exactly what I was worried about...
[ So he says with an extremely uncharacteristic smile before his frown abruptly returns and he slaps his tail on the ground. ]
Damn it... what the hell is wrong with you all!? Back to your stations!!
[ Fortunately for the Saintess, his ire seems to be aimed primarily at his servants, who promptly scatter and disperse the instant his tail hits the ground like a bunch of children that have been scolded. As for her specifically... he has a scaled hand pressed up against his forehead in exasperation. ]
Tension unfurls out from her shoulders and she can't stop herself from sagging with a little sigh of relief. It might've been obvious past a certain point that they weren't going to attack her but that didn't make being surrounded any less anxiety inducing. ]
I'm not sure. I just turned around while I was cleaning and suddenly they were all crowded around the doorway.
[ The idol life sure is stressful, huh? His eye twitches at her response, and he looks—or rather, glares—into her eyes to read if she's lying or not. ]
Hmm...
[ ...unfortunately, it doesn't seem like she's lying. That sigh of relief was a real one. This does mean that there's no reason to punish her, but... ]
Shit...
[ He knows how his own servants function. If nothing else was influencing them, then the only possible answer is... ]
Shit...! Listen up! You forget they did that! Got it!?
[ So he says before storming off, definitely not embarrassed, totally. ]
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[ She stops abruptly mid-song, with a pile of bedding laundry in her arms and a sheepish smile on her face. She's doing exactly as she was told and yet she still somehow feels like she's been caught red-handed doing something she shouldn't.
She looks around at the Mors crowded around her, wonders for a moment how she's going to explain all this... then promptly decides not to bother. It's probably his fault in the first place! ]
Um... The cleaning's almost done...
[ Because apparently that was the part that needed to be addressed right now??? ]
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[ So he says with an extremely uncharacteristic smile before his frown abruptly returns and he slaps his tail on the ground. ]
Damn it... what the hell is wrong with you all!? Back to your stations!!
[ Fortunately for the Saintess, his ire seems to be aimed primarily at his servants, who promptly scatter and disperse the instant his tail hits the ground
like a bunch of children that have been scolded. As for her specifically... he has a scaled hand pressed up against his forehead in exasperation. ]You... how long have they been doing that...?
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Tension unfurls out from her shoulders and she can't stop herself from sagging with a little sigh of relief. It might've been obvious past a certain point that they weren't going to attack her but that didn't make being surrounded any less anxiety inducing. ]
I'm not sure. I just turned around while I was cleaning and suddenly they were all crowded around the doorway.
[ ... but then it strikes her: ]
Maybe back when I started singing...?
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The idol life sure is stressful, huh?His eye twitches at her response, and he looks—or rather, glares—into her eyes to read if she's lying or not. ]Hmm...
[ ...unfortunately, it doesn't seem like she's lying. That sigh of relief was a real one. This does mean that there's no reason to punish her, but... ]
Shit...
[ He knows how his own servants function. If nothing else was influencing them, then the only possible answer is... ]
Shit...! Listen up! You forget they did that! Got it!?
[ So he says before storming off, definitely not embarrassed, totally. ]