Aisling was sitting near the front of the bus, her rainbow hair drawing the looks of many of the other passengers as she sat transfixed by the window. Staring out the glass made it easy for her not to see people getting on the bus staring at her, as did sitting in the front, which had them all staring at the back of her colorful head of hair. When they finally reached her stop, after what felt like hours of sitting on the damned bus, she stood and moved to the door without so much as a glance at the other passengers.<br/><br/>She gave the driver a small smile as he opened the door and then stepped off. At the very least, she was comfortable in her uniform. The sun glinted off the golden bell around her neck and her steps were accompanied by the soft jingling from that and the two on her boots. The golden parts of her uniform felt a little too flashy in the bright light of the sun, but she knew it wouldn't be as drastic in its shine once she got indoors.<br/><br/>She hadn't brought her personal possessions today. After all, for all she knew the man she'd spoken with might take one look at her black fuzzy ears, sporadically colorful hair, and long tail and send her home.<br/><br/>As she oriented herself in relation to the bus stop she realized she was quite close to where she needed to be going. Her steps led her toward the mansion, and as they did so she began to feel a little intimidated by it. Still, cleaning a mansion was no different than cleaning a large house; if you paid attention and applied yourself the task would be well-done.<br/><br/>The gate was open, for which she was thankful as she was approaching on foot. And in the not so far distance she could see a man standing on the stairs who might just be her new Master. As she drew near she felt a little color draw into her pale cheeks. Not too much, but enough to give them a soft pink glow. The sound of her jingling bells calmed her a little, this was an effect they had which she hadn't originally anticipated but now rather enjoyed.<br/><br/>"Good morning, Sir. I understand this residence needs a Maid?" She said in her gentle voice, giving a slight curtsy to emphasize the words, but not too deep since her skirt wasn't terribly long. She didn't know how he would expect to be greeted or if this might not even be the man for whom she would be working. Her ears quirked a little as she waited for his response, and the little butterflies in her tummy kept at their fluttering while her tail curled slightly toward the side of her right leg.