#maidmay

Recent Maid-May comm for the absoloutely fantastic @omegastar

This is his character Xavier with his beautiful lil blorbo homonculus Bob, infiltrating a fancy ball in the best disguise they could find >:)

Maid Silco for the last few days of Maid May :3 His little butt gave me problems but I think it turned out cute :D .  Detail shots below break:

        ‘   OH, well, it’s a free country.   ’

me, who used to rp helena bertinelli: Yes,

🫧🧹Happy Maid May all🧹🫧

@maidmay​​ said: i’m afraid the journey has worn me out more than i thought 

           in some ways, guinevere is like any other lady of any other court : she has been raised to speak the language of graciousness fluently, even when she does not truly feel it. she can smooth things over, even falsely, when she needs to. she can weave apologies from one wronged party to another without ever taking sides between them. she can pretend, when she wishes to, to smile and offer thanks or accept them. but there is no pretending in the graciousness of her nod, the flicker of concern in her eyes. “you had a long journey, lady marian,” she says. “of course you must be weary.” 

            she brings their walking to a stop, to better face her guest. “and it would be best if you first faced camelot and all of its court well-rested. it is a grand place, and the people are numerous. it would dizzy even me, i am sure, to face it all after such a journey. come - - your rooms have been made ready for you. i will show you to them. it will cause no offense if you do not appear at this evening’s meal - - i shall have the kitchens send food and drink to your chambers.” 

                rumor had it her heart was otherwise engaged. he was not the sort to pay much heed to what that whistledown woman wrote, but in this moment -- when her company was the surest way to avoid his mother’s matrimonial machinations -- he was perfectly ready to take the scandal-monger at her word...    “  lady marian,  ”    he said, bowing his head briefly in greeting. he leaned back casually against the wall, eyes gazing out over the crowded dance floor as he spoke to her.    “  it has been some time since we’ve had the pleasure of seeing you in town... i trust all is well with your father?  ”    it was idle conversation, but he greatly preferred to listening to some young miss’s discussion of her watercolors...    “  i do not know him well, but i have always respected him. i know my father did, as well.  ”    and he could give no greater compliment than that. 

   “  I hope that you don't think I'm rude ;           But I wanna make out with you. ”