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Post by ode on Mar 29, 2011 19:34:57 GMT -5
Luca sniffled and hugged on to Alicio as they made their way back. "Unc meanie not be happy," he hiccuped as they approached the house.
Finn was well into his cups and completely unaware of the situation.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 29, 2011 20:05:18 GMT -5
"Oh, don't worry about him," Alicio said in a light tone leading the boy into the manor. "Now, why don't you go to your room and I'll see what I can do about that boo boo of yours."
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Post by ode on Mar 29, 2011 21:00:32 GMT -5
Luca did as he asked and trudged upstairs.
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Later, Finn returned home feeling rather high on life... the fact that he was well and truly foxed was besides the point. Heading straight to the kitchen - a habit of his no matter what time of night it was that he returned - he rang the servant bell demanding a late dinner.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 29, 2011 21:08:08 GMT -5
Alicio was walking around the manor having left Luca in the boy's room to play for a few hours before putting him to bed. He had yet to be shown his room as he had immediately taken to watching over the small boy and was hoping to find the lord of the house soon to ask.
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Post by ode on Mar 29, 2011 22:20:14 GMT -5
Having finished his late dinner and left the kitchen staff to clean up, he was surprised when he went upstairs to find the lovely little nanny upstairs pacing about. "Mmmm. D'not 'spect you to be about," he said, words slurred a bit.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 29, 2011 22:26:43 GMT -5
Alicio jumped, startled by the sudden voice. Large hazel eyes turned to look at who was there before a relieved gentle smile graced his lips. "Oh, it is you milord. I must auire something of you," he said before thin eyebrows furrowed in worry noting the other seemed a bit off. "Are you not feeling well, milord?"
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Post by ode on Mar 30, 2011 2:05:28 GMT -5
Finn smiled and swayed a bit. "Right as rain, love... A little foxed but the cups were 'specially good t'night. What ya doing out int he hallway at such hours?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 30, 2011 9:13:18 GMT -5
It took a couples seconds before Alicio realized the man was drunk and he blushed a bit before looking down. "Milord, I was just looking for my room."
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Post by ode on Mar 30, 2011 9:28:05 GMT -5
Finn blinked and tried to focus on the man. Not something hard to do but in this state he knew he needed to get rid of the man quickly before he do something stupid like attempt to bed him. "Yer room is right next to the nursery." Making a hand gesture to get the man to follow him, he wobbled to the nursery and then a ways down to a room. "Yer stuffz inside. N'night!" he hiccuped.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 30, 2011 14:47:07 GMT -5
"Oh, oh, goodnight, milord, thank you," Alicio said quickly bowing.
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Post by ode on Mar 30, 2011 17:53:12 GMT -5
Moving back to his chambers, Finn allowed his balet to see to his undressing before promptly passing out.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 30, 2011 18:13:39 GMT -5
Alicio quickly went to the nursery and tucked a tired Luca into bed before going to his own room and dressing into a thin man's nightgown. He laid on the bed, fancier then one he'd ever slept in before, and propped up on some fancy pillows before pulling out a book.
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Post by ode on Mar 30, 2011 18:19:35 GMT -5
The next morning Finn had a hangover like mad as he sat at the breakfast table. Little Luca was grumbling once more due to the healthy food on the table. "It's oatmeal, Luca. Eat it."
"Want sweet! Want Sweet!"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 30, 2011 19:26:45 GMT -5
Alicio came in and bowed to Finn before adressing Luca. "Oh, he doesn't seem to like it. I use to put apple bits and cinnamon in ours back home to get the little ones to eat it."
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Post by ode on Mar 30, 2011 19:40:17 GMT -5
Luca frowned but mused over it. When he had first come upon the child he had been eating, quite frankly, whatever he wanted. Sugar for breakfast, sugar for luncheon, and even sugar for dinner. "I don't suppose that would hurt but I'm forewarning you, Mr. Wynfield, you have to break him out of this penchant for wanting everything. He's not going to get it and that includes sugar coated meals."
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