031 - Northwest Berry Trio

[deadly_ned]

[Icy blue eyes - not the Piemaker's eyes - focus intently back at the rest of the Barge. When he speaks, he doesn't mention who he's speaking to: it's clear it's to one specific person he has in mind. Digby hides under the bed, as the Piemaker grasps meat cleaver and tenderizer in both hands]

Ready to serve, Master.

Comments

Spam~

[deadly_ned]

He thinks I need protecting. He feels responsible.

Spam~

[darknessb4me]

Your post should have brought him out of the woodwork, then.

Spam~

[deadly_ned]

It should have. Unless he's affected as well.

Spam~

[darknessb4me]

Yes.

...We'll check the maintenance office.

[He can't hear any living heartbeats in here anyway.]

Spam~

[deadly_ned]

Yes, my king.

[He exits, heading that way and ever faithful to the last]