★★☆☆☆ week 1. saturday. mizuki & guy.

[haw]

[ WHAT UP PARLOR your suave adult squad has decided to hole up in the parlor after That Mess. majima has grabbed three bigass bottles of some random ass liquor and just places them on the table before mizuki and guy. no glasses, we drink straight from the bottles like men (and nb individuals). ]

Holy fuck.

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[digestif]

Hahaha, sorry, sorry. It's hard not to think about these things!

[ they narrow their eyes in catlike amusement as Guy continues. ]

And yet Guy-kun goes straight back into current events. My goodness. [ shaking their head. ] No, I don't know anyone. Rather than that, let's talk about something fun. Guy-kun, what do you do back home? I know Majima-kun runs a club, but I don't know about you.

[haw]

Eh, least he ain't askin' about murder.

[ at least. not directly... but at mizuki's inquiry, his eye goes toward the sword resting at guy's hip. ]

Are ya a guard or somethin'?

[menially]

Ah, right. Sorry. You know that's not what I meant. The coincidences are just interesting to me, that's all.

[He'll shrug it off, though, meeting Majima's glance.]

Not exactly. I work for His Majesty, the Emperor of Malkuth.

[digestif]

You work for royalty? Wow, I wouldn't have guessed that.

[ he sort of looks like a scrubby mechanic type?! Maybe that's just because of that first impression. ]

Bodyguard? Maybe a fancy butler?

[haw]

[ he lets out a low whistle when guy drops the "emperor" word. ]

An' here I thought we were the only place that still had an emperor, but I guess it's different in magicland. [ waves it off ] C'mon, ya can't tell us you're just an errand boy.

[menially]

Must be a trend. We're the only empire left, too.

[He just gives a sheepish smile at being called an errand boy, but there's no hurt behind it. More just an unspoken apology.]

Not so much in title, but that's about what it amounts to, really. I just do whatever His Majesty requests. Sometimes I get a chance to see the politics, sometimes I help with paperwork... some days I just take care of his animals. [SHRUGS...] I don't know what else you'd call it.

His Majesty's not really the type to want someone waiting on him constantly. I think he'd laugh if he heard someone calling me a butler. Definitely not a bodyguard, either. He's got plenty of personal soldiers on hand for that. Anything I've done in that regard was less my job and more personal choice.

[digestif]

No, that's a butler... That's totally a butler... [ spoken as if Mizuki's uncovered a great secret. They nod to themself, seeming satisfied. ]

Guy-kun, royal retainer. I can picture it. Mmhm.

[haw]

Whoa, a jack-of-all-trades? Pretty humble of ya, a true noble gentleman. Uh—not like I would know or anythin'.

[ meanwhile, he glances over at mizuki; hopefully they are not sitting on his blind side but even if they are he'll still do it anyway because. it be like that sometimes. ]

What is with ya an' butlers?

[menially]

You flatter me too much. Still, pretty high praise, coming from you. [Addressed to Majima, surprisingly. Just... gonna treat that as a compliment and not a fact. That totally works.

ANYWAY ENOUGH ABOUT HIM]

Not your first time talking with a servant type, then, Mizuki?

[digestif]

No, it is. It just feels like the kind of job you only see in TV dramas, you know? It's kind of exciting.

[ mizuki is easily amused ]

These days, most people have robots for that sort of service.

[haw]

[ he really does appreciate people who are in service positions, customer or otherwise! despite appearances, he is a professional, after all. they truly are kindred spirits...

however. ]

—Hold up. Ya got servant robots over in Tokyo?

[menially]

[what the hell is a tee vee

MORE IMPORTANTLY THOUGH MIZUKI MUST HAVE SAID A MAGIC WORD because he's suddenly sitting up straighter, glass immediately lowered back to the table mid-sip.]

No. You've gotta be pulling my leg.

Are they fully functional or just set for simple patterns? Do they have any sort of sentience?

[digestif]

Not just in Tokyo...? They're pretty common everywhere, I think...

[ blinking. They're not surprised at Guy as much as they are at Majima for not knowing - he lives in Japan! He has no excuse. But they look back over at Guy. ]

I'm not an expert on them, but you could say they have a basic degree of sentience - they can follow commands and do set activities during the day for you. I don't have that kind of money, though.