† Round 1 † Turn 2 †

[eidoloncast]

[The Estate wasn't something he expected to find here, it's empty and nothing is lit in its vacant windows- the doors creak on their hinges when he pushes them in and enters. It's musty and there's dust everywhere. He doesn't think it's been abandoned for too long now-

he imagines Sebastian standing to his right with an amiable smile, letting him in with a "Welcome home, Young Master" and he looks genuinely surprised a moment and he'd walk past him (except that nothing is there. It's just him and the quiet darkness.)

He has lived in worse conditions than this but he doesn't know how he would begin to take care of a mansion this big himself. And he's not very good at cleaning, cooking or mending things. Sebastian made sure not to teach him more than was necessary once he was no longer human (did he fear me? He wonders) and with a wave of his hand he manages to light the place and almost jumps, it seems it's been upgraded with modern electricity. Everything seems to be in its proper place when he moves up the stairs, examining it with a keen eye and he's pleased at least.

He can't help but wonder how the mansion got here, however, perhaps Luca was right. Perhaps he'd been here before and simply hadn't any recollection. He would bring back the mansion in his human state... even if, as he was, he had no desire to truly stay here again. But it was home. A sorry sad state of his former one... but home still. All the memories aside.]

[Video]

[Behind him can be seen a long hallway with paintings lining it, there are dead floral arrangements and a few spiderwebs on the light fixtures, it doesn't seem to be damaged in any way, however.]

I would appreciate it if someone might help put my Estate in order. I will compensate you for your time if you choose to accept. Terms are negotiable.

Comments

[shall-yield-us.livejournal.com]

A child in an abandoned home is... something to behold. Something that draws the eye.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

Abandoned or not. It's my home. I plan to make it habitable.

[shall-yield-us.livejournal.com]

...ah. And tell me, is your calligraphy remotely fine?

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

...Yes. [What the hell does this have to do with anything?]

[shall-yield-us.livejournal.com]

Then best scribble your most precious lasicate ogni speranza on a sheet and set it on your porch. The place will never not look hell's part, no matter your work.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

...

I have no idea what you're trying to do but I won't listen to someone I've only just met.

[shall-yield-us.livejournal.com]

Take exception. The place looks vile, you're only a child and hardly a Shiva. You'll want for more arms, before your quarters remotely... habitable. This is foolhardy and wasteful and dust. Combined.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

...How do I know it will work? And how do I know if it does it isn't something... dangerous?

[shall-yield-us.livejournal.com]

Leaving a building be should only pose a danger if it's... haunted, I suppose. How old fashioned, if it is.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

[He's been testing you. He knows what it means.]

Next I need advice I would sooner ask a dog. I don't remember ever asking for yours.

[shall-yield-us.livejournal.com]

And yet you've had it, on count of your youth and my mercy. But kindness can be spurned only so long, before it dries out.