[Truly sometimes you just have to accept the messes in life. He'll pause in his wiping to glance over, though, curious.]
Is that normal, where you're from? I don't think I've ever heard of it except in the sense of a butler being passed down from parent to child in the same manor...
You know, the only bad thing about being here is that I can't actually get a gauge for what's considered "normal" when so many variations of normal are present.
[HE SAYS, JUST BEAMING. Playfully or not it is still so obviously the truth, god help this wholeass ship they're a bunch of freaks in here.]
Ehe, well, I don't mind sharing that much since Monsieur Scien already told sooo many people. [There is perhaps a little tiny flicker of something vaguely irritated in his emotions. BINCH.] We come from a teeny, tiny little island in the sea that no one can leave or visit, and we're cursed!
[ Oh... They lift a hand, tapping their chin. There's a little blip of some... Familiarity? However also apologetic because rip your circumstances being blasted. ]
I see. We may have some similarities, though not exact. I cannot leave the manor and it is often said to be cursed because rumor says a witch lives there.
[SCIEN IS JUST TOO FORTHCOMING. AND ALSO SO SURE THAT NO ONE CAN REPLICATE HIS TECH.]
Oh! Oh... Can you literally, physically not leave the manor? [Sir what kind of beauty and the beast shit.] I've never heard of a rumor like that, either. How strange.
Oh... [The way that religion exists on their weird island but it's like partially a cult?? It's fine. They hate Relivers so damn bad. There's a little thread of understanding, regardless.]
Sounds a little familiar! That's too bad. [Leaving the crazy religious people behind:] You came here because you got recruited, right?
Ah, between getting stabbed and waking up here, you mean? Not at all, I'm afraid! Though I don't know if that will be changing, given the circumstances.
Oh, not much of one! Dying is never any fun, but it shouldn't be too much trouble.
[He says this because he doesn't know the [redacted] [redacted] this [redacted].]
Thank you, though! I'll be sure to ask them. It hurts every now and then, but I'm entirely sure it's a psychosomatic reaction to the emotional exposure...
Hm... Death is normally something to be feared across many cultures and planets. You sound oddly familiar with the grim reaper.
[ You weirdo San Junipero otome. They think it's quaint though. ]
That's possible. Sometimes a psychological response is strong enough to elicit a physical response or sensation. People often say heartbreak gives them chest pain.
[SAID WITH A PLAYFUL KA-WINK. And yet, there's a brief little muddle of complex feelings that's there and gone in a blip as he continues to scootscoot around and clean.]
I've heard that before, though. It's really something, isn't it? The mind and heart are such powerful things that they can drag the body right along with them, even if it would otherwise be perfectly fine. It's fascinating!
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Oooh, not the dust...
[NOT THE DUST!!!! HE HATES DUST SO BAD AND YET HE'S ALWAYS CLEANING IT.]
But you're not the only staff there now?
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[ Dust. The enemy. There is a mild distaste in the sensation soup for DUST. ]
I am back to being the only staff until the manor is claimed again.
[ Package deal. ]
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[He's looking at Scien and sweet Mathis who is the only person with a butler!!!! Matching disdain for dust vibesies this is so stupid.]
Ah, I see, I see. [--??] Wait, do you just stay with the property?
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[ The Job Market. It is what it is... They've accepted the messes in life. They tilt their head as they sweep. ]
I do, yes.
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[Truly sometimes you just have to accept the messes in life. He'll pause in his wiping to glance over, though, curious.]
Is that normal, where you're from? I don't think I've ever heard of it except in the sense of a butler being passed down from parent to child in the same manor...
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[ They primly start dusting now, leaving the broom leaning against some surface. ]
It isn't common, but I'd also say it isn't rare.
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[Staff comes with house, that's wild...]
You know, the only bad thing about being here is that I can't actually get a gauge for what's considered "normal" when so many variations of normal are present.
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I understand. Everyone is... Very unique. [ Nodding. ] What is your normal, Mister Dahut?
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[Said with a light laugh before he goes back to scrubbin.]
My normal is pretty abnormal, though.
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[ They do mean this playfully. ]
I'm curious to know this abnormal-normal, but that story is yours to share.
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[HE SAYS, JUST BEAMING. Playfully or not it is still so obviously the truth, god help this wholeass ship they're a bunch of freaks in here.]
Ehe, well, I don't mind sharing that much since Monsieur Scien already told sooo many people. [There is perhaps a little tiny flicker of something vaguely irritated in his emotions. BINCH.] We come from a teeny, tiny little island in the sea that no one can leave or visit, and we're cursed!
[HELP.]
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I see. We may have some similarities, though not exact. I cannot leave the manor and it is often said to be cursed because rumor says a witch lives there.
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Oh! Oh... Can you literally, physically not leave the manor? [Sir what kind of beauty and the beast shit.] I've never heard of a rumor like that, either. How strange.
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[ They say that with a sweet tone. ]
I can't leave the manor. Or so I thought since I'm here.
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Sounds a little familiar! That's too bad. [Leaving the crazy religious people behind:] You came here because you got recruited, right?
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That's correct. I took the opportunity to leave the manor, seeing as waiting there hasn't rewarded me.
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Makes sense, that definitely makes sense! And you like it better here, then, I take it? Since you're still... here.
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Escaping isn't my reason for being here, but time employed by Nut & Bolt has been lively.
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If it's anything like it has been for us, I can imagine so! ...Well, I guess the kidnapping angle is a little different.
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So you don't feel that there are any memories coming back to you, Mister Dahut.
[ Kidnappings? Real? ]
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Ah, between getting stabbed and waking up here, you mean? Not at all, I'm afraid! Though I don't know if that will be changing, given the circumstances.
[Dahut, casually: my fatal stab wound.]
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[ Maybe they should react more to this, but they are mildly concerned. Fatal Stab is NOT good. ]
You should have come stabilized, but if you find your injury bothering you, Io can take a look at it.
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Oh, not much of one! Dying is never any fun, but it shouldn't be too much trouble.
[He says this because he doesn't know the [redacted] [redacted] this [redacted].]
Thank you, though! I'll be sure to ask them. It hurts every now and then, but I'm entirely sure it's a psychosomatic reaction to the emotional exposure...
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[ You weirdo San Junipero otome. They think it's quaint though. ]
That's possible. Sometimes a psychological response is strong enough to elicit a physical response or sensation. People often say heartbreak gives them chest pain.
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[SAID WITH A PLAYFUL KA-WINK. And yet, there's a brief little muddle of complex feelings that's there and gone in a blip as he continues to scootscoot around and clean.]
I've heard that before, though. It's really something, isn't it? The mind and heart are such powerful things that they can drag the body right along with them, even if it would otherwise be perfectly fine. It's fascinating!
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