Revolution 2.04 - Action/Event: Summer Lovin' [Locked to Letty Whiterock]

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[Wilhelm's first thought at waking up in yet another place unfamiliar to him made him fear that he had been droned and brought to a new house yet again. He was slightly relieved to find that wasn't the case, or at least that he had not been droned for two long, when he awoke to find himself on the other side of the bed from Letty. So still the same household. Supposedly.

Quietly, he got out of the bed to inspect the room, and frowned. All the trappings of it suggested a hotel, and he had an idea of what was occurring. He had been spared the same event from last year, although he knew about it. It would seem this year, he wouldn't be allowed to get away.

...Or maybe not. It was a long shot, but he could attempt to teleport out of the room, and come back for Letty. If he could just-

No. It becomes apparent quickly that it's beyond his power to leave the room by any means, and he simply glares at the door for a moment before going over to Letty and gently nudging her.]

Miss Whiterock? We have a problem.

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[withwinter.livejournal.com]

[ Letty hadn't expected to be asked that question, though she could see now that her last words might've prompted that. She looked up, trying to think of how to answer his question. ] Ah, hmm...

[ There was a short silence before she continued- ] ... I suppose I'll have to find the coldest room in the house and wait it until winter returns. It's all I can do.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I see.

If possible, I'll provide what I can to make it as comfortable an experience as it can be.

[withwinter.livejournal.com]

If my circumstances make you feel sorry for me, don't be. I'm quite used to it by now, you know.

-- but you're always free to drink deadly milk in my place~.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Sorry?

[Wilhelm seems to be amused by that notion, and shakes his head.]

Sorry is something I rarely feel for people. It's merely my duty to ensure those I am tasked with caring for are, ultimately, taken care of. That would, at this point, include those this town has deemed my family.

[He hopes that should help explain his decision during the last event, as well.]

[withwinter.livejournal.com]

[ Letty looks at him curiously, but it's only for a moment. By the time he's finished his explanation, a rather amused smile has appeared on her face. A caretaker, was he? Dressed like that, it all reminded her, in a far-fetched manner, of a someone she had met once... ]

Like an overly loyal butler? [ With that, she makes a motion with her finger up and down in her direction, meaning to point out his clothing. Very butler-like, as far as she knew about them. ]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm's expression displays that he's uncertain whether he should be amused or offended. Though it slips more towards amusement at the pantomime of a butler's clothing.]

More like a father, I have always thought.

[withwinter.livejournal.com]

[ That was a thought. ] Ah, do you think your wife as your daughter?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I think my wife as someone I must protect, as with everyone else.

[withwinter.livejournal.com]

As long as you don't tell anyone you think yourself even my father.

[ But hey, Letty's going to finally have that look around now. She sees the mini fridge, the overly decorative sight and... well, there really isn't much else than what someone can see with a first glance, is there? ]