116. Made [action/written]

[corrinesbell]

I'm going to the store today. Is there anything I should bring anyone?

[It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood cold day in Luceti.

Sheena got up this morning - no longer small, or even remembering that she had been small - and did all of her usual tasks in the house. And now she's out and about, ready to do all the other houses she usually does.

So if you live (permanently or temporarily) in houses 6, 8, 12, 19, 23, 42, 44, 49, or 56, Sheena is coming to clean as she does every other day, and has done since offering her services to each of you. Others may find her at the grocery store, or on the street, carrying a bucket of supplies and a broom but wearing no coat]

[[ooc: The AU that didn't live during the event itself - Sheena has been Zelos' personal maid at home for many years. She believes he gave her permission to work for other people here too as long as she was home on time to make dinner; she's not much of her usual self in terms of outward personality either, being all subservient and polite to most people now.

And she's always in that maid outfit.]]

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[Action]

[fortunefail]

... Which performance, exactly?

[Action]

[corrinesbell]

...My cleaning, sir.

[markofthewise]

[... just drinking his tea. Quietly and awkwardly. How much is Sheena going to hate him for this later?]

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[Sheena, you are acting very peculiar, but the experiment is probably to blame.] No. I'm not dissatisfied in the least.

[Action]

[corrinesbell]

[on her face is this look of absolute relief. Can't even really describe it]

Thank you, sir.

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

[...Sheena. In his house. As a maid. Calling him "Master" as though she was being proper to a noble. None of this computes at all.]

S-S-Sheena? What's going on?

[Action]

[trueknight]

You ... can't? [ ... ] Why not? It's not like anyone's going to yell or anything if you do. [More like "I may have been here for years but I'm still some technically-homeless guy from the poorest section of my hometown", but he's not going to get into that without reason.]

[Action]

[fortunefail]

In fact, no need to clean today. You deserve to take some time off. [Truth is, he's just not comfortable with someone poking around his house, even if it is Sheena.]

[Action]

[corrinesbell]

Are you...sure?

[she always maintains the privacy of her employers]

[Action]

[corrinesbell]

It would be disrespectful.

[corrinesbell]

I'm cleaning. ...Was there something you needed?

[Action]

[fortunefail]

Yes, I am. Go on.

[Action]

[corrinesbell]

...Thank you, Master Yuan. Enjoy your day.

[and she bows again and heads off to the next house]

[Action]

[fortunefail]

Same to you. [He watches her go, wondering faintly just how long she thinks she's been his maid.]

[Action]

[trueknight]

I don't see how. [... But it's too early in the morning for an argument over something trivial, so--] But fine. Whatever makes you happy, I guess.

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

Uh... nothing I can think of. But... please, just humor me when I ask this. Knowing how things have been going lately, this is going to sound stupid.

...But why are you dressed like that? And why are you cleaning my house? Not to be ungrateful or anything...

[Action] - Late Tag

[colony_brat]

[Duo's made his way downstairs, looking for something to eat.... Errr... make that her way. Thanks to the Malnosso, he is now a she wearing a large baggy shirt and some baggy sleeping pants. The clothes don't flatter her new figure, but they don't hide it much either. Duo's been in the clinic healing and hasn't had a chance to get new clothes since running back to house 49 to find Sheik.]

[When she makes her way downstairs, Duo pauses and looks at... Well she looks familiar, but Duo can't quite figure out who... their maid is?] When did we get a maid?

[corrinesbell]

This is my uniform, sir. You arranged with Master Wilder about a year ago for me to clean your house, every other day.

[Action]

[corrinesbell]

Not too long ago, Master Maxwell.

[but as you are not her direct employer, she doesn't stop and bow.]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

It sounds so weird when she says that.

Right, right.

[corrinesbell]

[back to the cooking. He should know he's free to sit down whenever he chooses]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

[Well, he's figured that out, at least. Well, he now knows exactly what he'll say to Sheena once this experiment is over.]

[corrinesbell]

[and what might that be?]

What would you like to drink this morning, sir?

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

["I'm sorry about the pasta, but never, ever, call me that again."]

Uhh, surprise me.

[He's adding sir to that statement, too.]

[corrinesbell]

[The food almost goes flying again. She hates when he says that. Hates hates hates it. It never ends well for her. ...But fine. Surprise him.

In a few minutes, his quiche, some toast, some melon, and a glass of orange juice are on the table in front of him. Sheena steps back, awaiting further orders]