and the silence from her own part is just what the maid wished, so it was a rather comfortable chat so far. “ Oh? From such cold weather? I wouldn't have guessed! Although if as you say, you find yourself a versed traveller … I doubt seeking for sun-bathing traditions would make any difference, ”
The maid also had Ninian rather interested. Who was she, that she could float at a whim? Clearly not a morph, she had far too much autonomy for that. She's letting the odd housemaid guide her, her gentle grip never leaving her hand. "Ah...I hail from Ilia, a land blanketed in snow year
“ I am deeply grateful, milady. Let's be quick ~ so to not attract the answers we are not seeking. Or seductive individuals … as you might call them. ” she's only teasing! Guiding her by the hand, she's discreetly taking mental noted about such hand. A girl trapped in time, one that could be -
She hesitantly allows the newcomer to take her hand. It didn't seem like she was a danger, and seemed genuinely interested in the topic at hand? "Sure," she responds, dainty hand resting in the housemaid's own. It couldn't hurt to indulge her, right?
siiiiiigh. it's best get the bloody sheets washed right away — she wouldn't want to set off those two demons. ah ~ if only she could manage to do it in her lab and just … dry neatly all the blood so to have lasting resources. such wasteful creatures. one's to use the lake!
“ Then, there is our sign! I would have my own benefit finding out about today's traditions. ” she basically jumped —not abruptly, almost as if she flew— next to the dragon, seeking for her hand. “ Let us ask those around us, the both of us. If I may? ”
"I'm admittedly curious about the traditions?" Perhaps not those traditions though. The festivals that the people of Elibe had were neat to partake in though. "Ah...but perhaps less odd trends are more interesting?"
“ Ah, so you care for the audience! ~ Mhm, I see. ” with a slight pause, she ends up giggling. “ If that's so, I'll aim for a night were my dearest siblings are … less energetic. You never know with kids. They just dream to participate sometimes. ”
“ Even if you somehow forget , it won't be hard to figure out who runs the place . ” A turn of head , a glance back towards his traveling circus . A hum emits from him . “ We take the safety of our audience very seriously . We would never put our audience in harm's way . No volunteers . ”
She smiles. and smiles. aaand smiles, emptily. “ Seductive … thigh what. ” Oh, well. “ … People are just, so, so creative nowadays! … I wouldn't be as curious guided by certain names, though. Unless you are? ”
"These traditions, these 'seductive sunday' traditions, the 'thigh thursday' or 'wagon wednesday'. I'm afraid your assessment is a bit too correct."
“ The Entertainer, sir. The pleasure is entirely mine. I'll make sure to remember who is in charge in such wonderful place then! ” aside any peek she could have, then the maid retains her stare to the person before her. She can check everything out later. “ I'll bring my siblings the news … ”
“ A housemaid ? How intriguing , though I suppose it's to be expected with your getup . Then again , one can never be too sure . ” Dramatically raising his arm before pressing his a hand to his chest , he leans forward in a bow . “ You may call me The Entertainer . I am the ringmaster of this ——
“ It would be my honour. ” she gives a happy curtsey, grabbing the sides of the maid attire to raise it enough. “ I am called Lith. I work as a housemaid in a manor that faces the forest, in a way, I stroll on the daily so to get milord's needs! He is not one to go out much. ”
“ Ah , you're also one who's fond of dark aesthetics . Black is most dashing in the correct lighting . I'm not quite fond of the day . Perhaps . Will you share yours in return ? ”
“ Oh, but that wouldn't do. I would be taking it from you … such an original resource usage, too. ” she didn't really touch, she didn't quite lean in. The maid just slightly neared her face to the umbrella's petiole with a soft smile. And a quick gleam from the eyes.
it fidgets a bit but moves with a very hesitant ease, working to unfold a leaf from the depths of pockets— it was fairly big for a leaf to be, and still had the bit of the petiole to hold onto. silent in motion the worm offers it over, a makeshift umbrella. “ here, i enjoy the rain– so i dont.. “
“ Someone who's always willing to bring a nice cup of tea! My name is Lith, sir. ”
❝ you overheard me? who may you be? ❞
“ Is there anything of your interest with the little guy? ” she leaned in a little. “ I know a bit about these sort of things. ~ ”
She was absolutely trembling as she slowly points the caterpillar . “ . . . Waaaatchiing . ” The word came out in an off tone , like victoria wasn't used to using them .
( @shieldingbloom.bsky.social ) “ What a healthy hair you have! Its' shine is splendid. What have you eaten today? ”
“ Did someone say drink? ” it felt like she floats her way into the conversation, smiling as steps down.
❝ who wants a drink? ❞
@laughingspecter.bsky.social There is no living interest in a machine, but there /is/ a scent nearby that urges her to try. Hop! Swiftly, she nears it from a tree, trying to use her nails to scratch it enough as to climb it, barely.
… staying. Okie. And… scribble, scribble, scribble. Fascinated by mundane things. Noted! “ Do forgive my manners. I just remembered my lady's list to do's, is all. ” As she puts away the tiny notebook, she beams a smile towards her. “ What are you doing, if I may? ”
She's letting out a very high pitched scream . . . . Don't mind her she's not used to others yet . But the homunculus is to interested in the caterpillar to really run away .
“I would know! I hardly —” if not, ever “—face the sunlight in these trying times, but, but…! It would be a shame to have the ornamental sentiment of wearing mostly black … wash out in a blue sky light. I much rather take a peek in the night. May I know this bold performer's name? ”
“ It's not everyday someone finds an interest in what I do . Oh ? Flattery ? Lack of entertainment is damning to the soul . My circus performs at night , we are most productive at night , and aesthetic purposes . ”
… Amusing. Whatever one must do to make advances in one's nature, she supposes. “ Hello, hello! ”
She's posing like Batman over a caterpillar
( @crtvampire.bsky.social ) Now, isn't this quite the occasion! Quiet steps lead their way towards the rogue while she's humming merrily. “My! Good night to you, sir. Is it common for you to stray alone this deep in the night? ”
“ How large, if I may? ” She looks entertained, humming quietly even if the sky roars. “ Take your time. ~ ” It's only curiosity. Most of it.
a flinch— the bug was not exactly expecting to hear someone so suddenly, especially speaking in its direction. though it understands the question and scrambles to at least search itself- even if it knows the outcome. “ ah- ah.. no, no i do not think i have— i have a particularly large leaf… ? “
“ I must be out of touch for it to be rare! Grey days tend to follow the routine ahead. Individuals such as yourself are much more catching to the eye… I have younger siblings, you see. My job barely allows me to seek entertainment for them in the daytime. If you'd be so kind, could I know more? ”
“ Hm ? Interested in my profession ? Truly a rare occasion . You would be correct , performances are always at night . ”
( @wormins-time.bsky.social ) ( … Interesting. ) “ Hello! Excuse me, have you brought an umbrella with you? The sky reeks of rain. ”
( @clowninn.bsky.social ) “ Exquisite use of the colour red! I've had my very own troubles keeping my garments intact—just thinking about what touring might cause to your particular clothing… I'm hoping I don't strike as a madwoman, but since I'll be around … in need of mending, I'll be here! ”
( @forsaken-goddess.bsky.social ) ( … What a scent. How curious! ) “ Excuse me. I'd love to know — do you have any particular routine? A diet, perhaps? You're skin is glowing! Albeit pale. Seems wonderful. ”
“ Hm… you've spoken like someone unaccustomed with the latest traditions. If I may, I know a thing or two about that — what, may I know, you're referring to, my lady? ”
"These weekly traditions are strange. I'm not that kind of dancer..."
( @entertainedmask.bsky.social ) “ Wonderful. No mummer is ever followed by quiet…! Surely whatever performance that arrives these times leaves everyone in awe. If I'd be so bold to ask … is the performance at night? ”
“ Eh ~ Am I witnessing a future duchess of some sort? How radiant! ”