{okay,..calm down one thing at a time, I can move now, why?}
it raises its arm and shakes it
{...can I move because I took her ability to?,... no, it''s less like I can move, more like I can control myself,...like...a..set..of..hands}
it sees her hands twitch a little according to its movements
.......{i feel like I''ve seen something like this before....}
...but the other will look for you,...so, I need to convince him to at least leave...
{the father died 2 days ago, so the staff would believably still be moving out}
it sees the outfits scattered about
{perfect}
it dresses up as a maid to hide the joints and leg movement.
...."if your still in that shell,..sorry".
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in the parlor, a guy preens his hair after looking for 15 minutes[bleck]
"where is sh?, did she find somthing, and is gonna keep it from me?"
he gets up, but as he gets to the door, it opens, and his sister and a maid
"FKI-NA-LY!, where were you, and who is this peasent?"
"..um..she is one of the servants who worked here, she was still packing when we got here.."
he strides to her poshlyUnauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.
"[to the "maid"]p-hf, you think just becouse your here, you can steal some of our inheritance, DON''T YOU?! "
"NO, she dousn''t, calm down!"
"p-hf, who cares, if she''s going to keep quiet about this, she must lern her place!"
he raises a hand
"NO, DON''T"
and hits her
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his arm goes limp, and bends backwards after the hit,
he grabs it and drops to his knees
"WHA-WHAT THE DEVIL! I CAN''T FEEL MMY ARM!"
the "maid" speaks in the woman''s voice
"IM SORRY, im sooo verry sorry!, i think it''s aautomatic when i feel stressed."
he looks up in horror
"wha?, who ARE YOU, and why are yoou speaking with her voice?!"
"..honestly?......im almost as confused as you about.....ALL THIS"
she undresses and reveals she''s a maniquin-sized blank puppet
......{i don''t think mouths are supposed to be that agape}
"..his masterpeice,...the one he worked with since the begining, and kept improving."
he begins to go limp all over
"the one.. who he treated like his child.....he did it,....he-"
he goes silent and drops
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{so this time it was more?..must be because of the actual threat.}
it kicks the body to turn it over, showing its skin looks like that of a male silicone love doll.
".....why the hell do i know what that is?!"
..."and now my voice sounds....ambiguous....."
....{well, now that there''s no threat; so I don''t surprise myself soon, I''ll review what ii know.......ballet,......orchestra music, classic music, rock music, play stories, business management, what electricity is, cities, puppet shows, sewing, basic carpentry, what magic is.....wait,...some of those seem..off.}
....."meh......so i was given life by father.....but why did i wake after he died?"......"URAAAAAAAHH,...i need to figgit, or somthing!....ah".......
the two bodies dance a waltz
..."much better."