Post by Tunic on Apr 25, 2024 20:19:36 GMT -5
NOTE: Himnabrjótur's ANTISENSE is active!
Once a month, to the day there came a series of tasks that had to be approached by both Tunic and the staff of the greater Baskerville estate. While the household itself was nothing too large, simply six bedrooms and four baths with various amenity rooms filling the spaces between these more essential living spaces. The estate itself stretched for a few miles in all directions up until it bordered with the nearby mountain range. It would be in this expanse of land that the monthly tasks had to be completed, to weed and trim all the foliage on the property!
The clamour of footsteps and voices rang about the household as the once early morning sun rose higher into its mid morning track. Burning precious seconds of day light that should be spent on the task at hand. "Mistress Baskerville, if you would kindly wake up... you know what day of the month it is.", the voice of Johnathan would echo through the closed oaken door that separated the young, tired heiress to the estate from the rambunctious machinations occurring within the remainder of the household. Tunic knew well what day it was, and it was not one she had been fond of, even when her parents were alive to oversee it all.
"Of course Johnathan, but I really do not want to get up!", a somewhat petulant voice came through the door in response to the butler's call. The young girl was still in the midst of dressing herself, finalizing her attire with one of he many rabbit themed hoodies and jackets that had their own dedicated closet space. The specific one she had selected had been made for this specific day. Retaining upwards of one tenth the amount of dirt and grime commonly associated with such filthy tasks after all.
It would take Tunic a moment longer to collect Himnabrjótur and make her way through the wooden threshold to find the elderly butler standing there, waiting patiently for the young mistress. Though the girl could see a hint of impatience in the crease of the man's brow. "The majority of the staff have been divided between the various parts of the estate, that should speed up our process this month.", Johnathan would begin to explain to Tunic, gesturing in each general direction as he said so. "However, the rear of the estate will be handled by myself with your supervision."
With narrowed eyes and a hint of frustration, Tunic would eventually acquiesce to the oncoming task at hand and join and walk with Johnathan towards the rear of the estate. With each few minutes the ever rising sides of the mountain looming over head. "I presumed you would prefer a moment free from the haste of the remainder of the staff.", the elderly butler spoke frankly to the young girl as he began to tend to the foliage of the property, some parts of it showing signs of grown unhampered by outside influence or weaving in and around what was in their way.
"We must be careful with these plants, they are what some call chokers.", Johnathan would speak, hoping to tie a lesson of sorts into the event at hand.
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