Clovis| oo4

[narcisse_royal]

Who: Clovis la Britannia and anyone else who wants to mock him ♥
Where: By a garden in front of Schneizel's house, near the main road (Viewable to anyone who passes by, ohohohoho~)
Style: Either
Status: OPEN~!

[While not exactly a homemaker (because cleaning and keeping up with things were servant chores, not his), there was one thing Clovis did like

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[holy_blade]

Beatrix happened to be walking by, just enjoying the day, as usual, when she noticed Clovis. Stopping immediately, she slowly turned to face him, arching an eyebrow.

Finally, she walked forward. When she reached him, she spoke. "Clovis, what are you doing?"

[narcisse_royal]

Hearing the voice, Clovis stiffened. Great, someone did see him but, thankfully, it didn't seem to be anyone of his family. He knew they would absolutely never let him live this down if they knew.

"Gardening," Clovis answered dryly, sighing as he tried in vain to struggle again from the fence. "More precisely, getting pests out of it."

[holy_blade]

Beatrix's face took on a grim smile. "It doesn't look like it." she said, kneeling down to his level. "It looks like you're stuck. I take it you wouldn't mind a hand?"

[forever_witch]

C.C. stared blankly at him. Hand on one hip, she watched the strange man with the hint of amusement on her stoic face. Walking towards him, she leaned over his shoulder. "Hmm..ever so paranoid even here. " I suppose I can't blame you..seeing that you'll be killed by your own brother.. She thought dryly.

[narcisse_royal]

"I am not paranoid, witch!" Clovis shouted. But, when C.C. neared, he started and hit his head agaisnt the wooded fence. He bit his lip to hold back what would've been a very manly squeal of pain. He would never allow himself to look like a fool in front of his former prisoner.

Still, it would be hours before Schneizel would get back home, and Clovis was more afraid of being alone and vulnerable than being teased by C.C., no matter how much his pride resented it.

"W-well, don't just stand there. Help me get out this instant."

[forever_witch]

C.C. lazily blinked her wolfish yellow eyes at him, twirling a strand of lime hair as she made a 'tsk' sound in her throat. "Hmm..Shall I help you? Perhaps if you said please."

[narcisse_royal]

"I don't need to say please to you!" Clovis scoffed. But the situation wasn't looking too good, so in a very low mumble he added,

"I'll thank you for helping me. Only if you get me out, and no tricks either."

[hanginbyatail]

Well. This was something you didn't see everyday.

"Uh...need some help there?" Zidane asked, his tail swaying just slightly as he paused to stare at Clovis. How the hell did he get like that anyway?!

[narcisse_royal]

Clovis was wondering that himself as he tried again to struggle out of his predicament. He sighed and turned to the sound of the voice. It must have been someone new, because he was sure he hadn't met this person before.

He grumbled. This wasn't how a Third Prince should be introduced to strangers. It was downright humiliating, but he couldn't ignore the fact that he wouldn't be able to get out by himself.

"...Yes," He answered, and there was a very long pause before he added, just above a whisper. "Please."

[hanginbyatail]

Zidane just grinned and moved over to where Clovis was stuck before examining the fence.

"Well I could either try pulling you out or try removing one of the boards. Do you have a preference?"

[narcisse_royal]

It takes him a moment to decide. While he really did like how nice his fence and garden looked, he wasn't about to let a near stranger try to tug him out.

"Try dissembling the boards. Gently, please. I don't want my whole fence destroyed."

[genki_trumpet]

[blink]

[blink blink]

Are you stuck?

[narcisse_royal]

[Now, who was this person? It was probably an Eleven.

Not that he knew, though. He couldn't look behind him and see, but he needed someone to blame for this and Elevens were the easiest target.]

[He struggled a bit more before answering.] Well, as a Prince, I could never be stuck in a fence. That would be ridiculous.

I am just merely...stopped for the moment.

[genki_trumpet]

[riiiiight...]

Do you need help?

[narcisse_royal]

Perhaps, just a little assistance would be...alright. [Sighs.]

What is your name? I'm not going to ask for help from a complete stranger.

[love_lostomates]

[Spain had been wandering, learning more about his place, like Austria had told him might be a good idea, but this...]

Um...Are you okay? Do you need some help?

[narcisse_royal]

I-[pull]- do not -[pull]- need any -[pull pull]- assistance! [PULLLLLS]

[He flops down, quite stuck still. Never being athletic, just barely better than Lelouch, Clovis was already exhausted. He gave a weary sigh and mumbled:] Perhaps I do need...a little help.

[love_lostomates]

[He watches his attempts for a while, waiting patiently.]

Okay...Here, give me your hand. Maybe together we can get you out?

[narcisse_royal]

[Reluctantly holds out his hand. Ew stranger germs.]

...I guess I should thank you for your help, commoner. What was your name, again?