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kingdomcomes2018-01-02 11:02 am
moonshined) wrote in kingdomcomes2018-01-02 11:02 am
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[OPEN] painting the white roses red
Who: Remus and you!
What: Doing his chores like a nice, obedient Apprentice ought to.
When: Saturday, 1/6, all day
Where: In the castle
Warnings: Likely to be NSFW!
A. THEY CALL IT A MESS HALL FOR A REASON.
After breakfast this morning, Remus finds himself tasked with the arduous job of cleaning up after everyone, apprentices, guards, and visiting nobility alike. It's his turn on the rota, and he's not complaining when there are certainly worse jobs, but it does have its downsides. Like mopping up puddles of porridge and egg splatter and bacon grease.
Like slipping in a puddle of someone's cold, spilt coffee and landing flat on his back.
"Merlin's—!" Remus cuts off with a low groan, swearing under his breath, and pushes himself up to a sitting position. Glancing around to see if anyone was around to bear witness to his struggle, he gives you a half-grin.
"Mind pretending you didn't see that?"
B. COCK DEFROSTING: DOES NOT INVOLVE BUTTERCREAM
When the Mistress tasked him with 'defrosting her cocks,' Remus had been skeptical, to say the least; admittedly, he wasn't quite sure what it entailed, but it couldn't be any more embarrassing than any of the other chores he's been dealt, so he agrees readily.
As it turns out, some of the door knobs in the upper levels of the castle, where it's more drafty and susceptible to cold, have more or less frozen over, to the point of making the rooms behind those doors inaccessible. It falls to Remus, armed with a mop, bucket, rags, and a magical self-heating kettle, to gently and oh-so-tenderly pour warm water over them and massage some life back into them, and then mop up afterwards. Which, alright. He can manage that.
Glancing up at passersby, he grins and chuckles. "Seems these things require a little more care than I thought."
C. WILDCARD
[feel free to reply with any prompt your heart desires!!]
What: Doing his chores like a nice, obedient Apprentice ought to.
When: Saturday, 1/6, all day
Where: In the castle
Warnings: Likely to be NSFW!
A. THEY CALL IT A MESS HALL FOR A REASON.
After breakfast this morning, Remus finds himself tasked with the arduous job of cleaning up after everyone, apprentices, guards, and visiting nobility alike. It's his turn on the rota, and he's not complaining when there are certainly worse jobs, but it does have its downsides. Like mopping up puddles of porridge and egg splatter and bacon grease.
Like slipping in a puddle of someone's cold, spilt coffee and landing flat on his back.
"Merlin's—!" Remus cuts off with a low groan, swearing under his breath, and pushes himself up to a sitting position. Glancing around to see if anyone was around to bear witness to his struggle, he gives you a half-grin.
"Mind pretending you didn't see that?"
B. COCK DEFROSTING: DOES NOT INVOLVE BUTTERCREAM
When the Mistress tasked him with 'defrosting her cocks,' Remus had been skeptical, to say the least; admittedly, he wasn't quite sure what it entailed, but it couldn't be any more embarrassing than any of the other chores he's been dealt, so he agrees readily.
As it turns out, some of the door knobs in the upper levels of the castle, where it's more drafty and susceptible to cold, have more or less frozen over, to the point of making the rooms behind those doors inaccessible. It falls to Remus, armed with a mop, bucket, rags, and a magical self-heating kettle, to gently and oh-so-tenderly pour warm water over them and massage some life back into them, and then mop up afterwards. Which, alright. He can manage that.
Glancing up at passersby, he grins and chuckles. "Seems these things require a little more care than I thought."
C. WILDCARD
[feel free to reply with any prompt your heart desires!!]
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[Not unrolling the rug was probably implied, though. James isn't going to think about that just yet.]
Come on, get that end.