It's Fun To Serve The Master [Knight/Adam]

[phantasmalunar]

Adam frowned and began picking at the crumbs, his life as a servant getting to him, wanting the messed cleaned up.

[ode]

"Leave it," Knight said as he rose. "There is a tailor coming by this morning to make you some new, more presentable clothing. Go wash up and meet me in the Green salon in no more then 15 minutes."

[phantasmalunar]

Adam frowned but stood up and left with a quick, "Yes Master Sir."

[ode]

Knight greeted the tailor as he entered the green salon and gave him leave to prepare himself for Adam.

[phantasmalunar]

Adam arrived at the place he was appointed to.

[ode]

"Stand on the stool there, Adam, and remove your vest so that he can get some accurate measurements," he instructed as the tailor - a bearer as he had insisted. Refusing to let another touch the boy. "We want them to fit you with just a bit of room to spare so you can feel free to fill them out."

[phantasmalunar]

Adam did as told, a purplish bruising showing on his side next to a cut that'd he'd probably gotten from hurting himself while struggling the day before, smaller one just barely showing randomly. Really, they were nothing compared to his older scars he'd gotten from previous masters.

[ode]

Knight frowned at the bruises that marred the boy from the night before and made a mental note to see the boy to a medi-box. "Adam, have you any particular colors you favor?" he asked as he looked over fabric while the tailor did measurements.

[phantasmalunar]

Adam shrugged. His servant uniform was leather and black, it was the only thing he was use to. He'd never been able to pick his own clothes.

[ode]

"A purple I think, dark and sullen," Knight mused, nodding to the tailor's assistant who immediately grabbed the displayed fbric and started a pile. "Adam seems to favor grey and black, so add those as well. A light pink for a tunic would perhaps... yes. I will leave it to you gentleman to pick out a few more colors to suit his complexion. The styles as well should be elegant, gentlemanly. Only the best and what is fashionable, understood?"

The tailor nodded. "We shall take the smae care for his clothing as we would your own, my lord."

"Excellent. Then you have your measurements, we shall leave you to it. Adam, come along," he ordered and left the room.

[phantasmalunar]

Adam picked back up his vest and followed like an obedient servant.

[ode]

"There will be a man here within the hour to see to proper shoes and accessories for your wardrobe," Knight said as he led the man into the blue salon a few doors down was tea was being served. Seating himself, he instructed the male to sit across from him. "We're going to teach you how to be a gentleman, Adam."

[phantasmalunar]

Adam cocked an eyebrow. "And why is that? If you want a more proper style servant, it's not a problem, I've been a servant butler before."

[ode]

Knight wrinkled his nose, "I don't need a butler. I need a companion and you are it. You will present yourself as a gentleman at all times and dress accordingly."

[phantasmalunar]

Ugh, what a hassle. "Yes, Master Sir," Adam said, he'd been a campanion before when he was a child, had to play with a spoilt bearer, act as their sibling. He still had the scars from calming the other's temper tantrums.