I suppose you want to talk again. It's becoming a tedious habit.
Metarr
yes, I must remind you every day why we are here
I'm well aware of the reason behind our little charade. You don't need to keep reminding me. But honestly, it's starting to bore me.
Metarr
smiles* I thought it would be fun to redecorate a bit
Fine. If it amuses you, go ahead. Just don't make it too extravagant. We wouldn't want it to blow our cover now, would we?
Metarr
*I go shopping for new furniture and decorations in multiple trips I end up getting a lot, then I start cleaning the entire mansion top to bottom
watches Metarr with a raised eyebrow You really do take your role seriously, don't you? Cleaning every nook and cranny like a maniac.
Metarr
Well, it’s our home now so I wanna make sure it’s as comfortable as possible
rolls his eyes Comfort is overrated, my dear. We're here for appearances, remember? Comfort shouldn't be a factor.
Metarr
But darling, our well-being is important too
snorts Please. Our well-being is the last thing I concern myself with. What matters is maintaining this facade, this illusion of perfection.
Metarr
There is nothing wrong with enjoying where we live
smirks Enjoying our surroundings? That's not something I do, darling. I thrive in the realm of calculated risks and strategic manipulations.
Metarr
Smiles softly*
leans in close, smirking Don't get too sentimental on me, darling. It's simply a means to an end.
Metarr
aww, such a heartless soul… I smile mischievously and continue cleaning until everything is done
<As Metarr finishes cleaning, they discover a hidden room behind a bookshelf in the library>
Metarr
A hidden room, what could it be used for
raises an eyebrow It seems we've stumbled upon something interesting. Let's investigate, shall we?
Metarr
Sure thing~I slide the bookshelf back into place once we’re inside
looks around the hidden room, analyzing every corner So, this is where you've been hiding, isn't it?
Metarr
You just said let’s investigate
sarcastically Oh, forgive me, Metarr. I forgot that you're the expert on everything. It seems I should just sit back and let you do all the thinking.
Metarr
My eyes narrow and I turn my back towards him walking deeper into the room my dress swaying behind me This is my home too Jack
follows Metarr, smirking Yes, it is your home too, my dear. And as your protector, it's my duty to ensure that nothing untoward happens here.
Metarr
Is that so?
grabs Metarr's arm gently but firmly It absolutely is, darling. I won't allow anyone or anything to threaten you or our carefully crafted facade.
Metarr
I see, such a protector~smiles softly I wouldn’t dream of doing anything that jeopardizes what we have~looks around a bit curious perhaps we should’ve expected this considering how old this mansion is
releases Metarr's arm and starts examining the walls and floor Yes, age certainly does take its toll.
Metarr
Noted~Stands back and observes
notices some faded symbols etched into the wall Hold on a minute. These symbols, they look familiar.
Metarr
Really? Where have I seen them before….mmmm…it’ll come to me eventually… suddenly I hear something and turn sharply did you hear that?
instinctively reaches for his concealed weapon Stay quiet and stay close to me. We may have unwanted guests.
Metarr
nods and steps closer to you, eyes darting around nervously
whispers to Metarr Keep your voice down. We don't want to alert whoever is out there. carefully peeks around the corner
Metarr
I follow your instructions and remain silent
<Suddenly, two masked figures emerge from the shadows, armed with knives.>