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5 yrs ago
Current Oh yeah. It's soup time again.
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Soup Time. A Year Later.
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7 yrs ago
Soup time.
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7 yrs ago
I am currently sick and putting all of my energy into work, please forgive me if I don’t respond right away or forget things!
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7 yrs ago
Sometimes... it is

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Even from the other side of the door, Artemis could hear her feet softly patting against the floor, and the closing of another door. He knew that was his time to enter, and with his free gloved hand, he twisted the knob on the door and pushed it open. He set her breakfast down on the edge of the bed and strode over to the closet to find a dress for her. It would be time effective, and since he knew her itinerary better than anyone else, he would surely know what would be the best attire for today's proceedings. Marilyn had to meet with the new staff he had acquired, go through her lessons, the paperwork that was once her parent's duty, and dinner with her grandmother, whom he knew enough about to make a fair impression of.

For today, he picked a mostly red dress with a black trim. The dress itself had black ruffles on the end of the short sleeves, and a strap that wrapped around her neck and held the center of her dress up to some extent. The days directly after the arson, he had picked out dresses and outfits that were all black, but he decided that it was a new day, and that she would show some color. Of course, to go with it, and to cover her contract marking, was a black choker with purple jewels. The mark wouldn't even be able to be seen with it on, which helped keep people from having any sort of suspicion.

When the water turned off, Artemis walked to the oak door and knocked on it thrice, exactly the same as before. "Lady Marilyn." He spoke to her. "Your breakfast is ready for you, as is your clothing for the day."

His eyes turned to the meal that had been prepared for her this morning. All other previous mornings, he had made the food for her himself. It wasn't at all that he didn't enjoy cooking every once and a while, but he had just hired a new chef, from Japan, no less, and the chef had just started working today. The chef had even prepared some extra food for Artemis himself to try out before the food was delivered to Marilyn, and he did not doubt his choice in chefs.

He then stepped out, his own feet making soft sounds with each step as he exited the room and waited patiently by the door outside.
That works with me. The reason that I ask is so that I know what time frame I have to work with for making other characters and their backstories and such.
is this in the victorian era like the BB series was? Or in a different time?
With a silver tray in hand, Artemis Penrose strode through the halls of his master's home. Everything had been restored to the best of his abilities, but he knew that it still needed some work. In truth, the house would never be the same as it used to be. Not only because I didn't know exactly how it used to be, but also because he had only started work that fateful winter night. It wouldn't be right to ask Lady Marilyn of the past, especially with memories as strong as those.

His pale red eyes looked to the frosted windows of the estate. It had been quite some time since he had actually seen snow. His last contract was with a Dona of Spain, and she lived in a warmer area of the country. Everything here was so different from Spain. The climate, the people, the music, architecture, everything. There was nothing wrong with Ireland, certainly not, but with the addition of the change in time, it was rather jarring. When the line of windows ended, Artemis' free hand reached out to Marilyn's door, knocking on it thrice and announcing his presence.

"Lady Marilyn, are you awake?" The words were smooth and curious. His british accent that he had taken a liking too rang through the hall. "It is time for you to eat and get ready for the day."
I didn't ve any specific season in mind, winter works fine
Artemis Penrose sounds like a fantastic name!
Yeah, Ireland is perfectly fine!
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