♔ deux || feast of fools

[ensorceler]

( STABLES FILTER (OUTSIDE!); )

[ No doubt anyone Anne has spoken to up until now is aware that she had wanted to throw a New Year celebration, but this is probably not what she had in mind (honestly, the servants were to do all the work). In fact, she had nothing to do with any of this nonsense, yet there she is at the stables, running around and getting everything ready, helping where she can.

Any muck clinging to the bottom of her skirts is marvelously ignored, and what is there to mourn anyway, when her clothing is no more than a servant's? An esteemed servant, to be certain, with flowers weaved into her hair and her dress a soft grey-blue, but it matters not, because there will be the occasional smudge of something here and there and utterly ignored in lieu of her work. It's only thanks to the snow, which also soaks into the bottom of her skirt to weigh it down, that she is not even dirtier!

Anyone else who might be at the stables to help set up the coming celebration may note that Anne will always be there to offer to help with her head bowed, and should any passerby simply want a steed, she'll also be quick to offer assistance.

Anything you should need, when she is not tying up a decoration on a ladder or laughing with another servant, here is Anne Boleyn, with an elegant curtsy and downward gaze. ]

[ ooc; Open to anyone and everyone who's outside and near the stables! ]

Comments

I don't even know what this cr will be dfskldfs

[holycraponacracker]

[Penny's been walking around, trying to figure out what's going on. She spots Anne and walks over to her.]

Hey. You know what the hell is going on?

[ensorceler]

[ When she turns and sees Penny, Anne picks up her skirt and offers a curtsy, staying down with marvelous dedication, her eyes fixed on the ground. ]

You do not know? There's to be a celebration, if it please you, milady. You've arrived a little early, but it will be soon!

[holycraponacracker]

...Huh? You mean, like a New Year's party?

[But the curtsying and milady confuses her.]

[ensorceler]

Indeed!

[ She straightens, but keeps her eyes lowered. ]

But it is never too soon for some ale. Might I fetch you some?

[holycraponacracker]

Uh... like beer? Sure, I guess.

[ensorceler]

Right away.

[ NO NOT LIKE BEER. Beer can suck it! You get ale.

No just kidding, she will dart over to the castle and wish for a keg of beer if that's what the lady asks for. It might take her a minute or two to open it and end up with a frothy tankard, though. ]

[waterproofed]

[Percy is building stuff around the stables and he waves to Anne]

Would you like some help?

[ensorceler]

[ With a bright smile at Percy, Anne bows her thanks before looking around for something a nice big strong boyman could help with. ]

Perhaps, there are some streamers that need to be arranged high up there, and I am not so sure of my footing when climbing, sir.

[waterproofed]

Sure thing! I don't mind heights at all!

[ensorceler]

You are certainly brave, then.

[waterproofed]

Of course. I gotta be brave to fight off all the monsters in my world!

[ensorceler]

[ Her eyebrows go up, as she moves to hold the bottom of the ladder for him. ]

Monsters? Truly? You must have countless tales to tell!

[waterproofed]

[climbs up and starts putting in the streamers with the staple gun he just built. Ohhyeah]

I'd be happy to share them sometime.

[ensorceler]

[ What the heck is that WHAT IS HE USING. She openly stares, so please don't drop a staple in her eye, bro. ]

Yes, of course, when we are not making way for our most gracious Lady and the wonderful festivities.

[waterproofed]

Yes, she comes first, of course. But that's why I want to build things for her to make it extra special.

[ensorceler]

Do you think we ought to add more colours?

[waterproofed]

Absolutely! I can go get some paints!

[ensorceler]

What might you think of yellow? Or bronze!

[waterproofed]

Yeah, those would be great! Maybe some bright orange too?

[ensorceler]

Oh, we think in harmony!

[waterproofed]

Then your mind must be great for us to be thinking alike.

[ensorceler]

[ She bursts out a giggle, quickly muffled with a hand. ]

I would not dare to assume so much. I am but a simple woman, after all.

[waterproofed]

But aren't we all simple, compared with our magnificent Lady?

[ensorceler]

[ Her nose crinkles a bit from her wide grin at that, and she nods. ]

And still yet, how might I compete with a hunter of monsters?

[waterproofed]

Aw, I bet you can do lots of things I can't.

[ensorceler]

I cannot think of anything that might be of import.

[waterproofed]

Well... I'm sure we'll think of something!

[reverto]

[ What does this lady think she's doing, turning her back against this donkey? She lets out a displeased whine. ]

[ensorceler]

[ Oh gosh, she quickly turns at that sounds and nearly drops to her knees, her curtsy is so low! My Queen~! ]

Madam, what might I do for you? I am entirely unpresentable, begging your pardon.

[reverto]

[ The donkey start chewing, the way people mumble or fiddle, swatting away imaginary bugs with her tail. ]

Haaaay.

[ensorceler]

[ If there are any bugs around, Anne will swat them away for her! But she doesn't see anything, good.

Oh, hay? There's plenty of that around! She disappears inside the stables for a moment, then reappears moments later dragging out a bale of hay. Hnnngh, no, where are the big strong men when she needs them?

Huffing a bit as she sets it down in front of the donkey and crouches down to undo the ties. ]

Is this enough, Madam?

[reigne]

[He nearly bumps into her- when he turns to look around the set up of the place. It looks almost like it's meant to be for a party, though the location is curious indeed. He hasn't kept up with modern holidays, despite at times, Clementine's best efforts.

He doesn't particularly enjoy them, and Christmas was tolerable in her cheer. So this? It only serves to confuse him. Though despite it, he's quick to step away from her in concern]

Are you alright? I apologize, I should have kept a better eye out.

[ensorceler]

[ YEAH SURE, JUST KNOCK YOUR FAKE MOTHER-IN-LAW INTO THE ICY MUD!

Fortunately she just stumbles a bit in her hurry to avoid actually getting bumped into, but at his apology, Anne shakes her head fervently and takes her skirt in a low curtsy. Because wow he does not even sort of look like a commoner! Nobility and royalty walk a certain way, yo. ]

Not at all, milord, it's I who should be apologizing! We are still setting up, but if there's anything I can help you with in the meantime, please do not hesitate to ask! Is it a steed you require?

[ex_garroter234]

[Micheletto is here to take a look at the horses. Supposedly the castle grants gifts for Christmas, and the only possession he is in want of is a steed, so he figured he'd check.

As it is, he barely notices the stablehand other than absently noting it's a woman, so much concentration he is giving to checkin out dem horses.]

sshh i'm asleep

[ensorceler]

[ Fortunately, she more than sees and recognizes him! ]

Milord Micheletto!

[ FRIEND.

She nearly prances over, clasping her skirt above the snow and then stopping just near him so she can curtsy, tapping her toe against the stable's ground. ]

How might I help you? You're early for the festival.

shhh i'm at work!

[ex_garroter234]

[ha ha what]

Your Majesty ...

[What is she doing -- what did she call him? He looks her over with an extremely quizzical expression. He can't handle this place, for real. He assumes she's either teasing him in some irritating way that he can't do anything about, or it's the castle's doing, so he's going to try his best to ignore it.]

What festival?

damn and i missed the rebellion!

[ensorceler]

[ This is the look one gives a crazy person, just so you know. ]

Why, the one that brings in the New Year, of course!

[ex_garroter234]

[He purses his lips, making a vague noise of assent and turning back to the horses.]

Pardon me, Your Majesty. I had not heard.

[ensorceler]

[ Seriously, each time he has said that, she's looked over her shoulder.

With another 'Ur craycray' look, though more borderline smile, she shrugs her shoulders a bit. ]

Why do you keep calling me that? It is not yet time for the festival!

[ex_garroter234]

[Lady...]

This is how you introduced yourself to me, is it not? Or have you decided I am to call you by your given name again?

[ensorceler]

Is it?

[ She tilts her head, then lowers it again when she realizes she might be acting overly coy with him. It's hard for her to restrain her personality so often, gosh. ]

I recall not, milord. Begging your forgiveness, but I am of low birth. What I said must have been in jest, brought about by wanting to impress you so! You may call me anything at your pleasure.

[ex_garroter234]

[SO... CONFUSED...

There's no way in hell she was just some servant girl the first time they met. No way. The way she carried herself, the way she spoke to him ... unless she is an actor? But whoever heard of a female actor!

Regardless, he doesn't like being played.]

I will call you nothing, then. That is my pleasure.

[ensorceler]

Then nothing is what I am, you are correct.

[ She sounds only slightly miffed at such dismissal, but mostly sad. Hurt feelings! She thought they were both servants, come on, bro! ]

My most humble apologies if I have displeased you in some way, milord. Do you need assistance retrieving your steed, or shall I fetch some food or drink?

[ex_garroter234]

[He just stares at her for a really long moment, trying to figure out what's going on. That's not what he meant, but he feels like explaining this will just draw them both further into whatever ridiculousness is going on right now. He really can't deal ...]

No. I do not need a servant, nor do I desire one.

[ensorceler]

[ She was already miffed, but now she looks crestfallen. The silence that follows is uncomfortable and heavy, before she finally fumbles out a clumsy curtsy (for her, at any rate, it's still graceful for anyone else). ]

As you say. I shall begone.

[ Weh. Turning to scuttle off to go pretend to clean something so she doesn't cry. ]

[ex_garroter234]

[He stares after her, because what!! He just meant he didn't want anyone to wait on him, but whatever. He doesn't really care all that much to correct her, because she's clearly not in her right mind at the moment. And he doesn't particularly feel like dealing with that.

Shrugging, he goes back to looking at the horses.]