oc voicetesting - nsfw likely

[specialservices]

[A: introductions]

[Maybe you just recently came into a great sum of money and can now afford things like live-in maids. Maybe your distant but wealthy parents are appalled at the conditions you live in and have hired one for you. Maybe you've always lived like this and this is just the latest in a long string of maids.

Either way, what will probably strike you first about your new maid is her height. She's easily six feet tall, though she manages an impressively low curtsy even so.]

Hello, Master ♥ I am here to serve all of your needs from now on. If there's ever anything you wish of me, please go right ahead and say it ♥

[B: the stabbier option]
[Melissa is, among many other things, a hypercompetent maid. She cleans immaculately, she makes heavenly meals, and she is incredibly attentive to her master's changes in mood.

Which is why if you return distressed, she'll immediately take note.]

Oh, Master, you look distraught. What happened?

[C: idk]
[this character is incredibly self-indulgent I'm not going to judge whatever prompt you throw at me]

Comments

A.

[nihilmancy]

[ Hlasoh sat Kerhet a'Rhen really doesn't need this. It's bad enough, that after years of neglect and disparagement, House Rhen decided that she deserved a position of prominence and responsibility within that sprawling decadent clan (read: to be a puppet). No, now they insisted that she live a life appropriate to a noble's station and dignity. She lives in a mansion now, with some of the most insufferable people she's ever met, and she has to kiss up to them 24/7.

And she's getting a servant. Yuck. She didn't ship off to learn magic from a spooky black hole cult on a haunted space station for this shit. She looks up at the tall, dubious-looking woman from a very dischuffed 5'4. ]

Needs, huh. Nope, I'm good. You'll have a really easy job, actually. Just need privacy.

[ And maybe an accomplice help her get the fuck out of here. But she's not trusting a maid in the employ of the house for that. But the cleaning bots take care of any serious mess and she can take care of her own meals, except when she has to dine with the family—

Wait. ]

Oh no, I got it. Help me avoid the stupid social events they force me into.

[specialservices]

As you wish, my lady. [She doesn't bat an eyelash. Hiasoh is probably not the first employer she's had who's hated the whole idea.] Shall I tell them you have developed a delicate constitution that requires you to retire to your room whenever it strikes?

[nihilmancy]

[ Hlasoh gives a devious little grin. Maybe this will work out after all. ]

Ha! There's an idea. I don't know if the local clinic is in their hands or not. I'll need to make sure one of the doctors is on my side... any ideas?

[ It's not like people use money for most things, haven't for thousands of years, so bribery requires... creativity. ]

[specialservices]

Doctor Harrigan has a taste for rare wines that exceeds what his class affords him access to.

[Not that she's needed someone discreet to handle an autopsy before or anything.]

[nihilmancy]

Oh, good idea. Rhen has a vineyard that grows terran grapes.

[ After all, wine normally just gets made from any tannic fruit native to a nearby planet. Hlasoh thinks the obsession with Earth is pointless and snobbish, herself. ]

...How did you learn that?

[specialservices]

A maid should have a number of contacts to take care of whatever problems her master might have.

[It's a normal thing to know!]

[beatojuice]

[ Hlasoh arches an eyebrow, skeptical. ]

And how do I know you're loyal to me, instead of the family? They have much more power to get you prestige and connections than I do.

[specialservices]

Please. I don't have any interest in prestige, only in being the best at what I do.

[And what she does is make her master's life easier.]

[nihilmancy]

[ Hlasoh shrugs. ]

You'll understand my skepticism. Melissa was it? Yeah, you'll have to show you're trustworthy.

[ Also what kind of a weirdo puts all of their professional passion into being a servant? ]

[specialservices]

[people with very interesting ideas of what a servant should be.]

Of course. I'll prove my sincerity to you over time.

[nihilmancy]

[ Hlasoh, with her resentment towards aristocratic culture isn't well-disposed to the entire concept of having a servant, but trying to kick her out would be more trouble than it's worth.

And that doesn't mean she can't take advantage of having somebody to do menial tasks for her. ]

Yeah, fine. I'm a bit peckish. I want a snack.

[specialservices]

As you wish, Master.

[Melissa ducks out of the room, and returns very soon with a plate of frosted cupcakes. They're chocolate, as all cupcakes should be.]

Will this suit you?

[nihilmancy]

[ When Melissa comes back, Hlasoh is already nose-first in some book of arcane lore or another. With all the useless stuff she has to do lately, she has to get her studies in when she can.

She looks up at the cupcakes, taking one and sniffing it. Seeing with her magical sight if there's some weird curse on it. Never hurts to be cautious. ]

Yeah, that's fine.

[ She sets the book on the bed, then takes a bite, getting a dollop of frosting her cheek. ]

Oh. Nice.

[specialservices]

[No weird curses, just a delicious, if messy snack.]

Oh, you missed a spot, Master.

[Melissa comes closer and delicately, slowly wipes the frosting on her cheek with her thumb, lingering longer than really necessary with her thumb at her lips.]

Much better ♥

[nihilmancy]

[ Oh. Well, then. Hlasoh gasps, her face heating up with embarrassment, especially as that thumb touches her lips.]

Th-Thank you, but that truly is not necessary, Melissa.

[ She clears her throat, resolutely avoiding looking at her new servant. ]

[specialservices]

It's my pleasure to be of service with anything you desire, Master. Unnecessary or otherwise.

[Hlasoh could give her a few more frivolous orders. If she wanted to.]

[nihilmancy]

Are you really hitting on me!?

[ Hlasoh fidgets with her hands, despite herself looking sidelong at Melissa. She's really pretty... but this is absurd. ]

Th-They put you up to this, didn't they? Trying to get me into some kind of scandal so they can blackmail me.

[specialservices]

Of course I am ♥

[What a silly question.]

It really shouldn't be so shocking for as lovely a woman as you. I can't be the first, can I?

[nihilmancy]

[ It's certainly not the first time, no. For all of her introversion, there's an intensity that draws people to her, an air graceful and forlorn and passionate under her icy surface. And sex can be a useful way to release a bit of that tension that she tends to bottle up. But likely as not, Melissa already knows about those leisure activities. ]

Oh. G-Great. Yeah, sure, I'm a legendary lady-killer. I'd blow your mind, have you screaming my name.

[ She snorts, a half-sarcastic riposte that will probably just make things worse. ]

Just admit it, they hired you to do this so that they can have another hook in me.

[specialservices]

Oh, that wouldn't be appropriate, I'd have to scream 'Master' instead.

[Professional standards!]

They've all done worse. None of them has the room to blackmail you without retaliation.

[nihilmancy]

...You're saying you'd help me blackmail them?

[ Now that's hot. ]

[specialservices]

One of the many services I offer.

[She will happily dish on all your least favorites.]

[nihilmancy]

My, I feel a case of the vapors coming on. Take me now, you wicked woman.

[ She is still embarrassed, but you will take her snarky replies from her when she's dead. Maybe not even then. She'll become a sarcastic ghost.

But also she legitimately does think this is pretty hot. ]

[specialservices]

[Dangerous words. Especially given that Hlasoh is already conveniently on a bed.

Beaming, Melissa cups her cheek.]

As you wish, Master ♥

[If there's no immediate protest, she'll lean in to kiss her. It's important to go about these things in the proper order, after all.]

[nihilmancy]

[ Melissa cups her cheek, and Hlasoh knows she made the wrong move. Or maybe the right move. It's a move, alright, because Melissa leans in to kiss her and she's too paralyzed in surprised not to just let that happen.

Her lips are soft. It feels nice. ]

O-Oh, um, I-I didn't mean! Ah!

[ She thought she was just joking??? ]