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Sabre laughed at the joke about his hygiene. Yes he was going to like this place. "I'll be certain to tell you whether or not they fit, Mistress. Now if you'll excuse, I'd hate to make you suffer from my stench any longer." Sabre joked back standing. With a bow he turned heading up the stairs and easily finding his designated room. A little surprised when he opened door to find the nice room. Setting his boots down on the floor, he stepped into the bathroom also surprised at its decor. Frankly he loved how nice everything was. Stripping off his shirt, several long, large scares streached across his back. Reaching into the shower he started the water before he finished stripping before entering.

It wasn't long before he was out again, finding towels and drying off he made his way to the drawers. Finding some pants and a shirt that fit him, he sat down to scrub the grim off of his shoes.

Sabre was putting his boots back down when he heard the music. Standing he came back down the stairs quietly. Coming around the corner he was a little surprised to find Alex sitting at the piano. A small smile graced his face, he knew the song. Leaning against the door frame, arms lightly crossed humming along with her.

"No Mistress, I just enjoy listening. I hope I didn't interupt you." Sabre said with a small chuckle. His mistress seemed to be so easily pleased, something he found very endearing. Honestly he was glad she played, the piano was the one thing he could listen to for hours and not get bored. "Do you play alot, Mistress? Or is it just for fun?" he asked after a moment.

Sabre had barely turned his head when he heard the door opened. Since Alex had not reacted badly he figured it was someone she knew. Turning he looked at the woman and bowed smoothly. "My name is Sabre Chastel, ma'am. I am Mistress Mar's new slave. I assume you are the cook she spook of." He answered staying bowed for only a moment before he resumed his previous stance.

Sabre sighed alittle. My the cook as some...well spice. I need a better phrase for it. Sabre thought chuckling mentally at his bad joke. He followed the two women into the kitchen. "Really, Mrs. Amy I think you're over reacting. I was with Alex for a majority of the trip, and you needn't worry about her when she with me. I'm more than able to protect her." Sabre said his voice calm and his smile still on his face. He hoped to prevent anyone getting in trouble but he did realize that he still didn't know any of the house rules. Mentally he made a note to sit Alex down and get all of them listed and explained to him.

Sabre's smile dropped from his face the moment Alex was gone. Yes he and the cook needed to talk, she was already irking him with her treatment of his new Mistress. Afall wasn't Alex the lady of the house not her? "I have no need to lie to you ma'am. Alex is my new Mistress, why would I do anything to make her doubt me? As for guns, well that's what a body is for isn't it?" He said his tone dropping only a little.

Sabre paused listening for any sounds of Alex still in the house. "She's my master isn't she? I don't know her well enough just yet to say its just because I care for her. So far I've met a very well mannered, very shy, and very kind spirited girl who seems to be lonely. She's given me enough reason to defend her why not use myself as a shield if nessicary?" He answered watching Mrs. Amy as she cooked. "Besides is this really what you wished to speak to me about? Or is there something else bothering you, ma'am?" Sabre asked after a moment. He couldn't decided if the cook was over stepping her bounderies or if she was just concerened about the young mistress's well being.