Post by Tamamo on Nov 3, 2015 19:53:25 GMT
Just another day in the prison-like bunker that some like to call “House” or “home”, nothing of the sort for Tamamo. At least the moon cell had better looking rooms and masters were... well, masters were not shared as they seem to be in this organization. Just the thought of sharing her possible husband/wife with another servant was irritating and disgusting. Such was the dilemma she was facing while frowning her face in disgust and having her hands on each side of her waist as she stared at the door of her apartment, just as every day, looking for ways to make it look cuter and different from the rest.
One could think that for caster, remodeling her own personal space wouldn't be such a trouble but the thought of having to share masters constantly was making her feel more irritated to a point where she couldn't be able to focus at all on her ideas. Today, unlike the other days was different. While she was staring at her door and the inside of her apartment, the figure of another servant draw closer. Her steps were clearly audible for caster's ears and it seemed like they were heading in her direction, pretty unusual considering that Tamamo's residence was one of the last ones in the house and she was not expecting visits either.
“Maybe a Master that has finally come to realize their feelings for me is coming now to confess their love?! Kyaaa!”
The thought of being confessed to invaded her head, her imagination was already above the sky and the mere idea had her worked up. She cleared her throat and cleaned herself while trying her very best to look pretty for said Master. She was ready to pretend being clueless about their presence and if necessary, she would act surprised when they arrived.
One could think that for caster, remodeling her own personal space wouldn't be such a trouble but the thought of having to share masters constantly was making her feel more irritated to a point where she couldn't be able to focus at all on her ideas. Today, unlike the other days was different. While she was staring at her door and the inside of her apartment, the figure of another servant draw closer. Her steps were clearly audible for caster's ears and it seemed like they were heading in her direction, pretty unusual considering that Tamamo's residence was one of the last ones in the house and she was not expecting visits either.
“Maybe a Master that has finally come to realize their feelings for me is coming now to confess their love?! Kyaaa!”
The thought of being confessed to invaded her head, her imagination was already above the sky and the mere idea had her worked up. She cleared her throat and cleaned herself while trying her very best to look pretty for said Master. She was ready to pretend being clueless about their presence and if necessary, she would act surprised when they arrived.
