— (LIE) MY NAME IS ADAHN .
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// Ain’t been active here but the way I disconnect immediately when somebody starts throwing around words like “slut”, “whore”, etc. 😭
There’s respectful critique to be had over character designs and then there’s using ones you don’t like as an excuse to be misogynistic
// Always dignified , always refined 🙌
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( Wouldn’t you know it , there was the Head Attendant of Victoria Housekeeping , with a jacket draped over his arm and an umbrella in the hand .
Once his singular eye caught the heroine , he immediately zeroed in . )
Pardon my forwardness , Miss Mirko , but —
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( A momentary wince . It wasn’t very often for a client of Victoria Housekeeping to seem even slightly dissatisfied . )
Very well , then . Please excuse my mistake , my love .
( Expression softened as he settled into his role , entertaining the woman . The Thiren —
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I . . . Understand . If this is what my client wishes .
( A throat is cleared . This was rather atypical for an attendant’s duties . )
But are you not concerned that this is too sudden , my Lady ? That perhaps it should be discussed in finer detail ?
The attendant considered it . Studied it for a few seconds more , sniffing .
With no further trepidation , Lycaon tore the wrapping with ease , and soon teeth sunk into the treat .
He tended to avoid sweets , typically . Partially to spare himself any potential —
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀’ ‘ Here — You should try it ! It’s literally *TO die for !
I’m surprised you haven’t tried it before , it’s one of the most favoured snacks ! ‘ ‘ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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No words .
Not even a snarl .
Just the silent cracking of leather as he knelt , cradling the Proxy’s limp form .
And yet , his ears were drooped , and his tail sat still .
“ . . . Rina . Inform Master Wise , and — Make the necessary arrangements , please . ”
Spoken —
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Already busying himself , tail swaying subtly as he moved .
“ Understood . How would you have them prepared , Miss Mirko ? ”
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Chuckled in spite of himself .
However skilled she might or might not be at cooking , Lycaon would not have the Head Maid of Victoria Housekeeping feeling forlorn or inadequate .
Nor would he slander the fair lady .
“ It is sometimes the thought that counts . ”
He —
" Thank you ;
mostly , for sparing me a painful death due to food poisoning .
Other than that . . .
I hope you have been well lately . "
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Scrutinizing the proffered treat , eye scanning the nutrition label in particular .
He was seeing how trying to see if it contained anything lethal to Thiren . And , well , if it was * suitable * for his client .
“ Apologies , my Lady , but I am not familiar with this —
Prosthetic leg resting in his lap as he uses a set of tools .
Bottles of mechanical lubricant and other such items nearby .
Routinely maintenance for the Wolf Thiren .
He couldn’t stifle the subtle wag of his well - groomed tail at the praise , feeling increasingly bashful but maintaining his composure all the same .
“ I am certain that you have done a fine job , Master Proxy . ”
Look at him , all confident with what may as well be —
She should have a dedicated applause for this, mhm mhm. That aside, Belle immediately took her phone out and snapped a few pics.
"Lycaon looks so pretty! Please look here, then here! Aahh you look amazing!" Belle sure was hyperactive.
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There was a certain humor in the smaller woman’s efforts , to which Lycaon did much to avoid belittling with a chuckle .
He might’ve offered to fetch the lady a step stool , had she not already insisted on her path .
“ As you wish , Lady Belle . ” The Thiren complied , —
"Hold still, @DIGNIFIEDLUPUS.." the proxy muttered, tongue poking her cheek as she stood on tiptoes carefully tucking a soft flower against his fur, right behind ear, the yellow clashes well with the greyish fur.
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Presenting a small gift box to @M0CKINGFATE with a bow of the head .
“ Rina offered to bake you a cake . . . ”
He began , with a clearing of his throat . Perhaps , the less that was said , the better .
“ . . . You will be thankful that she did not . Happy birthday , Hugo . ”
Sound of . . . Restrained chuckling ?
Would it be that the manager has encountered a familiar headache ?
