Thread: A Debt to Pay [ Dev && Zal ]

Derryk nodded in response, his eyes shifting away from her cold stare and instead looking over to the flickering fireplace. It was only when he heard the sounds of the chair's cushion shifting as she stood up that he looked back in her direction. With her motion for him to follow he stood up and walked behind her, getting a better tour of the house. They skipped several doors and halls, many of which would make him go dizzy in confusion if he were to attempt to navigate around the house. For now they focused mostly on the basic necessities of the house living room, kitchen, things like that. He nodded for a moment before realizing she wouldn't be able to see him nod from behind and replied with a short, Y-Yeah, okay. Waking up at 8 wouldn't be too bad. It was later than he needed to wake for school after all. Waking further along, he couldn't help but be slightly amazed at the sheer number of rooms, many of which boggled him. To think that the house had so many facilities including an indoor pool was slightly overwhelming to take in. For a moment, Derryk blinked in confusion at her words. If there was nothing for him to do, he was free to do what he wanted? That didn't sound much like servitude to him. In fact, most of Evon's demands seemed pretty reasonable so far. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all. They headed upstairs for the first time, and headed down towards what appeared to be the largest room. The woman stopped then and began to explain where the bedrooms were, where her office were, and many more things. To think he would have his own room surprised him. Perhaps he had too many exaggerated thoughts of what his life would be like, as he imagined himself living in something as small as a closet. Instead this once again, sounded alright. Before he could reply to her, she stepped towards her office and left without any words. He didn't know what to say, and just shrugged before opening the door to his room. It was surprisingly big. In fact, it was bigger than his old room at his dad's apartment. He took a moment to walk around the room and get a feel for it. It was nice enough, and the bed looked quite comfortable, as he tested the plushness of the mattress and blanket. It was then in the corner of his eye that he caught a black and white garment. This must have been what she meant he was to wear. It was only as his eyes panned out, that he realized just what it was that the outfit was. Derryk wondered for a moment if there was a mistake. Maybe someone brought up the wrong outfit, maybe he was in the room. He opened the door for a moment and checked again. No, this was the second door down... He closed the door again, his cheeks flushing a bright red. So perhaps everything wasn't as he had expected. Everything seemed fine but now, it just seemed... Rather odd. For a moment he wondered if he should check with Evon, to see if there was a mistake. But at the same time, he worried that questioning her could end rather poorly. He bit his inner cheek before swearing to himself for a moment and pulling his shirt and jeans off. He pulled up on the thighhighs until they were snug and flush with this legs. The maids outfit fit him near perfectly. It was definitely intended for him, and the thought made his cheeks go even brighter red. Clearly his father had given them more information than he had initially expected. After slipping the shoes on, he stood up. His face was on fire and he struggled in the heels to step towards the door. In embarrassment he checked left and right to see if anyone was in the hall first, before hurrying to the office and entering quickly, his heart racing already as he looked towards his new owner, his face beat red.