159 - Assume this happened earlier on in the flood.

[impure_tale]

[There is a small child on the screen, being favored by kisses from Renate, who is large enough that he could ride her if he were so inclined. Those that know the Marquis' cabin from either videos or visiting will recognize that this is, indeed, filmed in his quarters. But this child, with a head of massive blonde curls and a cherubic air of sweetness, is questionably male to start. And too sweet, to boot, to be the Marquis. ...Well, until he talks.]

Super! I have a fine dog. This dog is mine because she loves me. But where have my servants gone?

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[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

[Sigh.]

You don't understand this now, but when you are older, you are in my debt.

Fine. I will be whatever it is you think I am. Just...leave me be. And don't get hurt.

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

But...I need my breakfast. And I'm still in my bedclothes! ...And they're too big! Alors!

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

I don't have clothes. And you can get breakfast yourself. I can...escort you to the dining hall, if you want. But I'm not bringing you anything.

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

You're going to be in trouble.

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Who is going to get me in trouble?