Richard -- Maid -- Uniform

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That next day started at an unknown time for Richard. The sun didn't reach inside the walls of the strange realm where he had found himself and so the time would always be a difficult thing to tell the nature of while in his new workplace.

What made that awakening worse for Richard, on top of just the indeterminate time of day, was the fact that he didn't recognize the walls which he saw as he shook himself from his slumber. It wasn't just that he had woken up where he hadn't before, the walls really had been changed since before his eyelids had closed the night before in those great halls where he wandered.

Richard was understandably creeped out by the whole thing. Waking up in a new place was one thing, but waking up in a place you had never seen before was quite another. Yet he kept his mind clear of panic, knowing that the only thing that'd really help in this situation was to start working.

As the young man stood up however, panic almost managed to set in when he noticed that his clothes had changed inadvertently over night. His body was now dressed in a black frilly dress, whose skirt was shaped like a bell, the fabric had plenty of ornamental little white bows and ribbons sewn into it, as well as a white apron on the front, in his hair he could feel a headdress and his feet, while still encased in his regular white cotton socks, had been shoved into black block heels with a mary-jane style clasp securing them.

That confusion which Richard felt as he noticed his change in clothes, lasted only a second until he remembered the relic and that his neighbor held it in control. He took a deep breath after that and realized that there was little he could do about the whole situation and that he should just get to scrubbing the floors and dust the shelves.

That room where the man in the maid dress had woken up took nearly three hours to be done with. From polishing the surfaces with his feather duster, to vacuuming the floor and finalizing it all with a hard scrub, Richard felt like his work in the divine palace would take forever.

As Richard left the room, he came to a completely marble-clad room, at one end there was a mirror covered in vines and leagreenves. It was a strange sight as the completely clean and white room didn't have even a hint of earth from which greenery could grow.