WEEK 2 MINGLE - ARTEMISIA

[foundationmods]

Things had changed so rapidly in the past few days.

The loss of two of them hung over like a shroud, made even worse by the fact that an innocent person had been executed.

Was this....how the rest of the game was going to go...?🗈

....Even if it was, there wasn't much they could do now. Yuuko herself hasn't shown up in public since the trial, and while some have talked to her, she's been...subdued.

Did the trial hurt her just as much as them?

Regardless, the island is still beautiful, if deadly. Summer continues, beaming down on all of them, the waves of the sea warm and inviting.

But even if things look bleak...

They have something in their hands that will soon lead to the Truth, and the heart of this matter.

And in the air...lies a heavy sense that everything is about to change.

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[excavated]

[ Syaoran goes to the dining room quite a bit, given that he's one of the few people that cooks rather frequently, and he's actually here, holding some mochi on one hand and paper, envelope and pen in another.

When he sees the face, he freezes. ]

. . . Who. . . ?

[very_good_end]

[in contrast to Erika's laughing, sneering face, the new maid's is professional and stone-faced.]

May I help you, our honored guest?

[excavated]

Ah-- [...] No. Well, actually. I was wondering who you are, actually. [ He tries to adjust himself, just a little bit, even though he's obviously not composed now. There are many explanations for this. He knows that better than anyone. Just calm down. ]

[very_good_end]

...

I am but a mere maid, young sir. You need not concern yourself with me.

[excavated]

Even if you are a maid, I'd at least like to know your name. I can't just refer to you as just 'you' all the time.

[ Especially not if he winds up having to report this back to everyone else. ]

[very_good_end]

...Of course.

[there's the slightest bit of hesitation, then she performs a deep respectful curtsey, lowering her eyes]

My name is Freida Claude. Please refer to me if you require something, young sir.

[excavated]

[ He notices that and wonders if he should ask about it... but refrains to do so, instead just shaking his head. ]

It's nice to meet you, Claude-san. My name is Syaoran. Did you just arrive here?

[very_good_end]

... Sir.

[she stares right at him]

I am a mere servant. I don't deserve such honorifics attached to my name. Please refer to me as 'Freida,' nothing more.

[excavated]

I couldn't possibly. . . [ He says the words in a rather polite manner, raising his hands apologetically. Speaking someone's name without honorifics when he barely knows them is rude. ]

[very_good_end]

In this matter I must insist, young sir. The Lady of the house would not approve.

[excavated]

. . . Alright, I understand. I apologize for my rudeness in that case, then.

[very_good_end]

Thank you for understanding, sir.

I am a servant attending the Lady's house. I have always been serving the Lady. There is no way I could just 'arrive,' as you suggest.

[excavated]

. . . Always? So you were here this entire time?

[very_good_end]

I have been here since you all arrived as the Lady's honored guests.

Apologies, but my individual background is irrelevant to my personal duties.

[excavated]

It's fine. Anyway, I probably shouldn't bother you from your duties any further.

[very_good_end]

... As you wish.

[she'll perform a parting curtsy]

If you have any need of a servant, you are free to call upon me.