Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Excuse me?! What in the world gives you the right to talk to me like that?

(Can you leave me to auto-play? Given it’s McCain, that shouldn’t be hard. Silence is golden.)

(In that case, let’s assume McCain simply takes his meal and leaves.)

*over the intercom*

Madame Luciferd, your meal eez ready.

‘didn’t hire her for her brain’ he says. *sighs and rolls her eyes* Best keep working….

*just smiles politely if glanced at going about her work of keeping things tidy, taking the guests coats and possibly luggage as well for those intending to stay. Staying in the background as everyone talks*

(Glares at Clark) Coming Abraham. And I would watch my back if I were you Clark.

(woah ninja’d,disregard this post)

*over the intercom*

Monsieur Clark, collect your meal si vous plait.

*out of intercom*

Sacre bleu, such drama already!

(Turns swiftly around and glares at Clark before turning back towards the kitchen and storms in with out a word)

*Turning to find a raging Lady*

Madame, mind yourself! This floor was just washed!

“Watch my back for what?,Drama?”
…

“Alright.”

*Walks into the kitchen*
*Thinking:Maybe i’m making a mistake.*

(Muttering to herself) Ah, well sorry Abraham. What is for dinner tonight?

(Runs out of the kitchen) I value my life more than a meal. I believe the wasp’s nest has been stirred up enough for one night.

*Thinking:I wonder where everyone else went..*

*Accidently runs into mike*

“Ack..”

Ommph…… Pardon me sir, here let me help you up.

*Takes his hand*

“Sorry about that,thanks..”

*Gets up*

(I assume you offered a hand)

Indeed, just because I’m a Dr. Doesn’t mean I’m an ass….except to those previously acquainted.

“uh,My name is Augustus Clark”

*Holds out his hand*

There you go using that title again like you deserve it.

*Stares with a blank face*

(Shakes hands with Augustus) Excuse me one moment. I can’t help the fact that I went to a university and yes I was put up by an unknown benefactor, whom has done extremely questionable things, but we both know I gave up that connection long ago. If seen again that man would have both our wraiths to face, afterall he is responsible for our strained relation.

I could careless about your benefactor! You know what this is really about, don’t play dumb.

“Alright”

*Finally goes and gets his food*

*Sits down at a table?*

(i can assume there’s a table)

Alright then, I guess I should just bend over whilst you screw me again.

(Face burns red) Not that you idiot! The fact that it is a certain someone’s fault that I was kicked off the Medical Program!

Yes indeed there is a beautiful finished oak table large enough for all the guest. As for myself I have business elsewhere as you can already see.

(Sorry for late response, my internet decided to play dead for a good while.)

Tonight, we have delicious salmon with caviar side!

*Smacks lips*

Magnifique!

*Hands plates to all who have not taken one.*

“Alright.”

(Straining to hold her anger in) You pompous fool!

I’m sorry, a million times and over, and could obviously never apologize enough, I know we would cover each other, but that last one would have cost us both our titles. Could you honestly say Dr. Luciferd would have sounded elegant to you?

Thank you Sir Clinton, but I’m a little busy at the moment.

*Finishes quickly*

*Whispers in Abrahams ear* “I’m going to go upstairs before these two start fighting.”

Dr. Vandergraft would have been much more fitting. Oh I see you will never admit to the full extent you were involved in that decision but my constant whining has gotten me no where. Just remember this Nicopolis, I will become a doctor one day.

Not to sound like Madame Yashy, but such arguments can be handled in the, a-hem, private bedrooms, rather than my domain.

Also you should care about that unknown benefactor as I believe he is the one who has called all of us here tonight. Yes, you will make a fine Dr…..One day.

(Face burns even redder) I can’t believe you all. Excuse me while I retire to the Garden! (Leaves via the door, mutters to self) Damn Nicopolis being all sweet…

I agree, but it seems the Madame and myself are done here.

(Kicks down gate, despite protests) I want the rest of my belongings, I will return soon.

So too, I believe, am I, as there are no more guests around.

*Removes apron, takes one more plate for himself, and leaves for the dining room.*

Idiot. I do hope you know this leaves you wide open!

*Walks upstairs only to find dozens of rooms*

“Errr…”

(hey parenthesis!! and i was going upstairs)

Thinks to self: I knew she would never forgive me…not after such a betrayl. *sigh* (Looks up at the sunset) Maybe some day.

“Damn,i was better off downstairs..”

*Looks at all the rooms..*

(Walks along the garden wall.) Hmm, this is an interesting place to say the least. Why all the defense?

What the bloody hell……(After kicking down 5 gates I realize that escape via the gates is impossible). *cries a little* I wanted my scarf to cuddle with later.

Le master has a, you could say, paranoid demeanor.

*Has also entered the garden.*

(Crud, forgot to post my actual name. This is Abraham, by the way.)

*Sighs*

“And i was looking forward to having some peace and quiet.”

*Starts going back downstairs*

Hey Augustus!!!…….uhm where did everyone go and why does the bathroom door have a door…..and another one and another and FUCK! Well this is a great foreshadowing of things to come.

I say, could you two come here for a moment? There is something peculiar about this place…

Oh hi Spradic Abraham.

“Yea,there are to many rooms upstairs…”

*walks out into the garden* (I guess)