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"So you're a lost tourist..?" Noticing the girl is wet, he blinked. "Why so wet? Should I bring you a towel?"

  She brushed away the loose strands of teal hair away from her face before speaking. Surpisingly, her hair was completely drenched in water. “I-I don’t know. I’ve never been here before.”

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Gilbert blinked in disbelief. Why such a strong heavy steel for something so little as a music box? Can't take the heaviness any longer, Gilbert, for now, set the box down to the ground and relaxed his strained arms. He made a small huff and returned his gaze back to the female. "Well, do you at least know who sent this to him?" He refuse to give the item to his master unless he know exactly who gave it to him. Its obvious that the ravenette still couldn't shake off the suspicious feeling.

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She would immediately find herself regretting handing the other the box given by how much he was struggling with the package. She had expected as much for him to have trouble given that she had a little bit of what one might call extra help and she would simply look at him blankly as he blinked at her. She wasn’t about to show him her condition (she didn’t like to think of it that way) mainly because she still hated it when people stared. 

"I just make the orders, I don’t question them" she would say simply as he asked and she would notice him narrowing his eyes at her. Of course, that was natural too. She did look rather strange given that she was wearing a trench coat two sizes too big for her.

"The reason it’s so heavy is because I was asked to reinforce it with ‘the strongest metal I could find’" she quoted what the other had said on the phone "So I used a steel-titanium alloy". It was the exact same thing her arm and leg were made from, hence why she found carrying the weight easy.

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"Thank you," Gilbert sighed and relaxed when the other let out the cat and now finally could stood straighter with ease. His eyebrow twitched a little. "Don't call me valet- its what I am. My name is Gilbert Nightray...Its nice to meet you Incursu." And thank you for saving my life, he also wanted to add but its best not to.

  She blinked and tilted her head, what was a valet..? She figured that it must not be such a strong royal thing…if one were scared of a cat…

" Okay okay, hold on" she sighed, walking to the front door to let the little creature out " uhm….well then Valet… do you have a name or shall I just call you Valet? Cos my name’s Incursu hehe"

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"You need to be more careful. It's pretty dangerous out at night. You want me to guide you home?"

  ⊰☂⊱ ╾  ”Oh well you see.. I’m on my way home from work. I guess I lost track of how late is was getting.”

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"...Yeah." That's right. Glen hasn't see him as an adult often now. This may be his first. Gilbert smiled a little. Even though the other is an enemy now...somehow he couldn't bring up to spat at him. He just couldn't at all. Childhood memories began to flash and his head began to throb. He placed his fingers at the upper area of his nose, eyes shutting. With all his will, he tried to block those images.

   It seemed that neither one of them were very good at this. And so they sat in silence, the atmosphere hanging thick around them. What do you say at reunions like this? He kept his hand resting gently atop the younger man’s head. “You’ve grown.” He mumbled lamely after a moment. “We’re almost the same age now. Physically, at the very least.”

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"Please don't do that." He made a soft sigh. "Why do you want to go so badly anyway?"

  "Take me with you and I’ll stop!" She stomped her foot as her hands moved to rest on her hips. She paused a moment before moving closer, her smaller hands gently curling around the other’s jacket. "If you don’t I’ll cry." 

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Seeing a sudden shift of Oz's mood made the ravenette flinch. Of course, he remember it well when the young (in appearance) one had scolded him for calling him master. But that couldn't be helped. "I refuse to call you only by your first name..." He said in such content, for he had meant that. He then made a smile when the other seemed calm and nodded. "I will as soon as I know things are in order. One thing I really need is a long nap but I must also make sure its alright. We can't always let our guard whenever there's an opportunity."

  That playful expression took an unexpected turn as he soon appeared to be eyeing down the older from his place his hands curled into fist to press right up against his hips. It felt almost as if they were children again in this very brief moment aside from the fact that the once wimpy child only a few inches shorter than him suddenly was much taller in size.

“Gilbert!" A sudden exclamation of the older’s full name, something the scion rarely used when addressing his valet, but needed to get his full out attention once again from the short messing with him. "What have I told about calling me, hm?" Best to lay the pressure heavily on those broad shoulders. "Let’s not reverse time here, wouldn’t you say?" Afterwards, he let out what almost sounded to be an exhausted sigh with a more calm expression in its place. "I’m just making my bets is all. I’m sure if I’m resting, Gil, you’d need to be as well."

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Gilbert scowled, as if wanting to say something another complaint but nothing came out. He tried to straighten by placing a palm against the wall. 

"Fine...I don't care...Just as long as we're still...at this, stupid Break." Noticing the other people looking at him, a complete misconception took into the his head. "What the hell are you looking at?! You dare mock me and call me seaweed head?!" He grabbed a nearby vase squeezing the base although it was questionable if he is actually intending to throw it. It would've frighten the people away.

  Xerxes skillfully grabbed a slice of cake from the tray of yet another passing waiter. He took two small bites before practically stuffing the rest of the piece into his mouth. “Of course you are, Raven.” By now a few people were looking at the noirette, but Break only ignored them as he licked the remaining icing off the plate. “Perhaps we should go elsewhere and continue your drinking.”

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He made a sigh. "Nothing in your concern...And stop calling me 'seaweed head'!"

  "Huh? What’s wrong, Seaweed Head?" 

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Gilbert didn't react much when the other laid a hand in front of the other's head, still a speechless. It wasn't new to him, but it felt...kind of strange now. He really did miss those times, but all the same wished he had forgotten it. His gaze fell down to the ground, opening his mouth to say something but no words came out. His mind jumbled on how or what to say to his previous master but only somerthing so little slip out from his lips. "...It has been a while...Glen." He's not sure what to call him specifically.

  "Quite a bit of time has since we’ve last seen each other. Hasn’t it?" He murmured. Glen gently placed his hand atop the raven’s head, an action he used to do quite often when the male was younger. It was strange, how everything seemed so familiar, though it in reality was quite different from what he was used to.

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a egg is hatching !

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"NO! How long are you going to keep this up?!" It gets worse everytime he tries to explain. He knew he should have made a run for it.

  Gasp! "A male mistress!? Unless— You’re the mistress- Scandalous!” She was just trying to rile him up enough that he caved. "I wonder what the others would say if I returned alone and told them you went out with someone-~" 

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"I see...Well, what are doing roaming this late at night, anyway?"

  ⊰☂⊱ ╾ “My… Apologies. I just got a bit nervous is all.”

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