John watched intently as the girl that he was assigned to protect revealed herself from the many corridors of the beautiful hallways. A pretty woman in her mid teenage years, John Roselle was thoroughly impressed by the nature in which she carried herself, along with her excellent, stoic composure. It was pretty obvious by her stellar etiquette and the way the girl presented herself that she probably didn't get outside very often, and was probably one of those girls that were a product of "perfect parenting" from her parents. John wondered for a moment if he would probably be a very bad influence on her and contemplated whether or not he was the right person for the job. Originally, Mariya, the Queen of Spades was assigned to take on this mission of guarding this girl, but John was switched out at the last minute due to some "organization complications." John smiled and bowed in return when Alice, the girl he was to protect for the next few months, greeted him with a short "Hello,"
When Alice looked towards her parents, her father smiled, "Alice, this is Mr. Roselle." He began, motioning towards John.
John smiled, "Please, just call me John."
"Right," Her father continued, "John is going to be staying with us for the next few months, for uh," The man glared towards John, hoping he would explain the situation.
"I'm your new servant," John remarked, still smiling. John realized that it was best not to explain the severity of the situation right now, it would be a long, drawn out story and he wasn't exactly in the mood for dealing with a barrage of questions. He figured that he would be able to put up with the little servant charade for awhile, and felt that it was probably best to leave it at that for now, though he realized that the girl probably wasn't an idiot and would most likely get suspicious pretty fast. John wasn't really sure how he was going to explain the situation when the time arose, but he knew he had some time to think about it. For now, the boy was eager to simply poke at the girl's brain and get on her nerves for a little bit. Alice's parents looked at each other, it was obvious they weren't too keen on keeping their daughter in the dark, but they decided to inevitably play along.
"Alice, would you help our uh, new servant and show him to his quarters?" Alice's father inquired, rubbing the edge of his hair.