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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:16:13 GMT -5
Finnegan Varais, the new Viscount of Stonybridge, stared at his nephew and newfound charge as if he were some sort of foreign animal. The child was only two but already help a stubborn nature that rivaled Finn’s own. He had had the child in his care for exactly two days and had wanted to rip his hair out since the very first hour when the boy had awoken and started balling. Oh, he felt for him and even tried to provide an awkward comfort when he cried but that wasn’t what drove him crazy, it was the demanding nature, the fall-on-the-floor fits.
Finnegan was totally unqualified to be a parent. But with his newfound title came certain responsibilities and one was raising the heir to the boy’s bearers household. Luca, while a bearer, would grow to be the Marquess of Hammerstein where Finn’s own son would lay claim to the Viscount title. Whether he would have chosen this or not there was no matter. All his years of growing as a second son and being left out had turned on him and now he was the one. The one of whom his very unhappy parents insisted he stop sniffing after men’s trousers and look to finding his true mate. They expected an heir, after all.
Pushing these thoughts behind him, he picked the child up and sat him on the sofa much to the toddlers displeasure. Dusting him off, he called for the servant to send the next applicant in.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:28:07 GMT -5
Alicio Wynfield sat delicatetly in a waiting room of a wonderful manor in his oppinion. He sat there, hand folded neatly in his lap with a light smile on his delicate lips, haze eyes looking around. His heart fluttered a bit at every new thing with anticipation and fear. He'd already had a couple interviews but all at labor inducing jobs more suited for someone with a larger build than Alicio. Though Alicio was confident he could work hard at such things, the owners wouldn't hire him. They said it would be a shame. So, Alcio hoped that he would be allowed this job. Taking care of a two year old was nothing compared to what he had to do at home. He very much liked children. He hoped this one was cute and that he could please their guardian in raising him.
Alicio turned an innocent face when a servant came calling him. Gently, he stood up and softly followed the servant into the indicated room.
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:33:20 GMT -5
Finnegan raised a brow at the pretty little bearer that entered, his eyes sweeping over the delicate form as lust stung him - a lust he immediately pushed down. He was Finnegan Varais, he could have any man he wanted. He would NOT be seducing the help. No matter how lovely and angelic they looked.
"Please, have a seat," he motioned to a chair. "I am Finnegan Varais, Viscou-"
"COOK COOK NOW!" Luca interupted, throwing pillowed from the sofa. "Me want! Me want!"
"Really, Luca, calm yourself. I-"
"MEAN. MEAN. MEAN!" The boy said, rising to his feet and beginning to jump on the sofa much to the Viscount''s horror.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:37:58 GMT -5
Alicio was completely ignorant of Finnegan checking him out, as he was taking in the sight of both the man, boy and room. His hazel eyes widened slightly at the boy started to throw a fit before settling into a soft chuckle. "Oh, he seems to be a handful. May I?" he asked indicating the child.
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:39:08 GMT -5
Finn was exasperated. Whenever the child didn't get his way - or even if he did - he threw one of these fits. He was clueless! "Please do."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:47:46 GMT -5
Alicio came to kneel before the boy. He smiled gently, passionately waiting for him to look at him. "Hello little one, my name is Alicio. What's yours?"
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:49:06 GMT -5
Luca paused when the new face crowded in. He wasn't used to soft voices and especially not anyone getting down to his eye level. "Um..." he glared at Finn and then back to Alicio. "Me Luca. Him," he pointed to Finn. "Is mean."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:54:29 GMT -5
"Oh, is he, and why is that, Luca?" Alicio asked giving Finn and light amused smile.
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:56:41 GMT -5
"Me want. Me want. Him no like it," Luca said with a sniff before trying to deepen his voice, "No, no, no Luca. You no have dis. Not dat." Regular voice. "But Luca want still."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 18:52:25 GMT -5
"And what is it you want, Luca?" Alicio asked patiently.
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 20:06:14 GMT -5
Luca blinked and scratched his head. "Um... Cook cook and me want... go to da park like mama take me."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 20:11:25 GMT -5
"Oh, are you hungry then, Luca?" Alicio asked.
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 20:13:06 GMT -5
"That is ridiculous, he ate not an hour past," Finn snorted.
Luca glared at the man. "Want cook cook!"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 20:29:21 GMT -5
Alicio frowned slightly thinking before smiling slightly then frowned again. "Hmm, I don't wish to over step my boundaries as this is just an interview, but may I ask where that park is that he mentioned befire, sir?"
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 20:34:16 GMT -5
The man shrugged, "The Iverston park about four blocks or so from here. I haven't the time to take him to these places. Which is why I am seeking a nanny of sorts." Eying the man and the easy way the kid was being around him - something he had yet to do with any others - he said, "It's important that you understand that this is a long term position. If you took it you would be living here with only one day off a week. Not only this but, as you read in my add, I am also seeking a governess of sorts, as you are here I am assuming you can accomodate me in that role. I want the lad's nanny to be his governess as he gets older. He's lost enough people in his life, he needs someone constant. Could you handle all this? Handle, Luca?"
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