[center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/a5d2ab2e5ef664e9dd7540fcfb3c8ec5/tumblr_pbwuuhhjOX1w6599so1_1280.png[/img] location: Vertti Household tag(s): none mention(s): Aer [@BrokenPromise] [/center] [color=paleturquoise][b]"Saia, your ears are going lopsided again."[/b][/color] The water spirit chided as she twisted her waist away from her comfortable seated position on Mistress Vertti's desk and gently pushed the bunny boy's right ear back up to its pristine glory. If said spirit didn't know any better then she would have thought Grisaia was ignoring her, his expression still and unwavering, but with the circumstances going on around the house, she really couldn't blame him for a delayed or lack of response. Mistress Vertti has gone missing...again. The first time something like this happened, Grisaia almost got sent to the hospital due to cardiac arrest; thank the gods Adhara was there. She left without a word and didn't return until three days later, claiming she was out with a friend. Okay, sure, fine. Grisaia would let a simple excuse like that pass. But then it kept happening again and again, with each excuse becoming drastically more absurd than the next. Although it was becoming more and more like the norm, everyone still held a faint sense of worry and concern, which led to Grisaia asking for the aid of the Adventurer's guild for constant help as finding one woman in such a big place was impossible, even for him. The blonde took it upon himself to up the security around the Mistress and even monitor her physical and mental state in case something was actually wrong. And while he did notice a few concerning things, he didn't feel the need to call upon a specialist. But now, it feels like that would have been the best for his and everyone else's sanity... [color=lemonchiffon][b]"...Thanks."[/b][/color] He mumbled, giving the other a faint smile before leaning back on his chair. He briefly glanced at the twinkling crystal chandelier hovering just above the maple colored coffee table that bisected the space between the two darker colored sofas. Despite the Mistress' eccentric nature, how she managed to keep that from spilling into her work space that was so calm and inviting was beyond him. Not to mention how great the place was for if he wanted to escape and have a quiet place for himself, away from the other servants and guards. [color=lemonchiffon][b]"How long has it been since the Mistress went missing?"[/b][/color] He then questioned. Adhara scratched the back of her head as her legs swung to and fro, the question forcing her to think back a bit. [color=paleturquoise][b]"It's been over a week, so definitely a new record for her."[/b][/color] She responded, only to frown when she saw Grisaia's stone face crack with a noticeable frown. [color=paleturquoise][b]"W-Well, if you had only listened to Anubis' idea to have one of us keep an eye on her, we wouldn't have this problem. Right Nubis?"[/b][/color] She continued in hopes of maintaining her ground, receiving an affirmative grunt through Anubis' muzzle-like mouth. [color=lemonchiffon][b]"I don't like keeping you guys out for such a long time...and the Mistress doesn't really like you guys all that much."[/b][/color] He almost whined before standing up from his chair and walking over to the large window placed directly behind it. After a short scan over the passersby and townsfolk, Grisaia turned back to his two spirits. [color=lemonchiffon][b]"Regardless, I've already filed a request with the Adventurer's Guild. With the payment I gave, we should be hearing from someone capable very soon."[/b][/color] [color=paleturquoise][b]"Or we could get some newbie who wants to make a quick buck, but doesn't know what they're in for. Oh, and how can someone not like us?! I mean, sure we can be a little weird, but look at this face! I'm too pretty to dislike..."[/b][/color] She pouted as she began to hover in the air, arms folded in disdain. Grisaia, however, ignored this and instead focused on what she said prior, his expression still. [color=lemonchiffon][b]"I doubt it. I have been...prone on sending requests to the guild, but they know full well that if they sent some, uh, 'newbie' to take care of this...well I'd rather not say what I'd do. I have faith in them."[/b][/color] The bunny boy hummed before giving his contracted spirit a slight shrug. Before Adhara could give any kind of response in return, a faint knock could be heard coming from the ornate door on the other side of the wall. [color=lemonchiffon][b]"Come in."[/b][/color] He called, the door opening not a second earlier and revealing a girl in similar attire as himself. The only real difference was probably the styling, her physical appearance, and the cat ears. [color=lemonchiffon][b]"Did you need something Claire?"[/b][/color] [b]"Yep! Um, some of the maids are trying to wash the clothing and other sheets, but, like, it's a lot more than we expected it would be, nya--"[/b] The girl coughed to keep herself from letting out the stereotypical noise that came from her kind. [b]"We could use a few extra hands! Oh, and by extra hands, I mean Adhara."[/b] She continued, earning a scoff from the water Spirit. Her informal and 'bubbly' attitude made Grisaia want to scream, but instead he simply nodded before walking towards her. [color=lemonchiffon][b]"Sure. As for you two, Adhara will come with me and Anubis will be listening out in case anyone stops by about the request."[/b][/color] Grisaia ordered awkwardly - his contract didn't give him much of a choice - before following the shorter girl out of the Mistress' office and leaving Anubis to his...to whatever Anubis' do when left alone. [hider=TLDR ;)] Grisaia wants to find his master. Adhara believes all pretty people need to be worshiped. Anubis is Anubis. Claire is a cat-girl. I thought that should be noted... :| [/hider] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/jHrbD3q.jpg?4[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/NiDn5GE.png?1[/img] location: Gods → The Golden Quarter tag(s): none/open mention(s): (all very vaguely) Hilda, Aaron, Yuuki, and Ashton [/center] A heavy, but relaxed sigh left the brunette's lips as she clasped her hands together and closed her eyes. She thought of nothing, let her mind be controlled by the ebb and flow from up above. She wasn't quite sure how long she kneeling where she was, but by the time she was done, her knees were definitely sore and the sun was a lot higher in the sky...serves her right for wearing [url=https://i.imgur.com/FBXay0K.jpg]something[/url] particularly hard to worship in. But it wasn't as if she had a choice. She wasn't even planning on stopping by the churches and temples that day as it was her off day anyways, but someone just HAD to notice her and ask her to come in for a quick service or two...or five. Eiko receive various forms of thanks and appreciation for leading the services she could and was even given a bit of money to compensate. The dove Demi-Human of course took the few coins she received before eventually taking her leave and enjoying the rest of the walk she had planned for herself. It felt particularly nice today, the sun shining brightly while the wind was blowing ever so slightly and tipping her hat to the side just a little. Both hands were clasped over her iconic pink staff as walked merrily down the street and towards the Golden Quarter, already planning to spend the money she received. Normally the military styled girl would have went straight home and given the money to her mother, but seeing as she got the money for 'volunteering', it belonged to her, right? Yeah, that made enough sense. Pressing her wings to her back in order to give herself more of a Human look, Eiko strolled into the very popular shopping area, her mind already racing with several things she could buy. Food would be nice...maybe her own little picnic? Or she could buy some more needles and thread to practice her sewing! Pre-made fabrics? A present for her mom? Colored feathers she could put on her wings? The possibilities were currently endless to the girl, but eventually she had to make a choice. When? No one was quite sure of that, but it would happen. She was so excited, she took little notice to the few people running away from a particular scene up ahead. Maybe someone's magic got out of hand? Tilting her head curiously at the thought, the young Demi-Human slowly pocketed her money and tightened her grip on her staff, ready to face what she was possibly in for. She had recently prayed, so she knew for fact that the gods would be on her side, after all, so no need to be [i]too[/i] worried, right?