[ if topaz is feeling any fear at all, she hides it well enough that blade doesn't notice it as he hesitates, then slowly steps up to the place indicated by the sharp angle of topaz's gaze. this is acting—even a non-creative like himself can understand that. and it's for that reason that while blade himself might not be keen to kneel on someone else's command, in the moment he does so without complaint, sinking down onto the carpet and sitting back on his heels. ]
Yes, ma'am.
[ there's to be a punishment, as far as blade understands it. exactly what kind of punishment it will be, he couldn't say, but that's what happens when you sign up for this kind of role, isn't it? and anyway, having struggled somewhat with the premise of the resort, blade needs the assist in keeping away the symptoms of his suit, which in turn seem to aggravate the symptoms of his mara.
he keeps his chin angled down, but glances up at topaz from under the fall of his hair, as if trying to gauge her ire, guess how much trouble he might be in. ]
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Yes, ma'am.
[ there's to be a punishment, as far as blade understands it. exactly what kind of punishment it will be, he couldn't say, but that's what happens when you sign up for this kind of role, isn't it? and anyway, having struggled somewhat with the premise of the resort, blade needs the assist in keeping away the symptoms of his suit, which in turn seem to aggravate the symptoms of his mara.
he keeps his chin angled down, but glances up at topaz from under the fall of his hair, as if trying to gauge her ire, guess how much trouble he might be in. ]
What next...?