poly_chromatic | ♣ 005 || Voice|Action | Just a little shopping spree

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♣ 005 || Voice|Action | Just a little shopping spree

[ the ring of a cash register sounds as Liam's voice comes over the speaker phone. ]

Thank-you, but I'll just carry that out with me. Ah, but that second one you can wrap up! It's a gift for a... [ can he even count Elliot as a friend? ] an acquaintance. I failed to help him as promised so while this won't make up for it, I do rather hope...

[ a low laugh echoes in the speaker as the shop lady does as asked ] It's often the thought that counts. I do so hope your acquaintance enjoys the handkerchief. Please come again, sir.

[ Liam deprecates ] Yes, I do so hope he does. Until another time then.

[ another pause and then the tinkle of a bell echoes as he exists the shop. Anyone wishing to catch him will find him strolling through the city, a brown paper parcel under his arm and a cup of tea in his hand. Ever since he discovered it's portability, he's never been with it. ]

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Perhaps, but the scale of the gift and the cost has to be weighed and measured as well. [ he does so like things neat and tidy ]

[...okay, maybe the guy did put thought into it. That certainly makes it sound like it.]

Do you always "measure" that?

Of course. It is my job. [ or rather it used to be ]

That's a job?

A duty among several, I assure you. [ his voice feels with pride, and a hint of never ending dread. Barma was not an easy man to work for. ]

That would make more sense.

...

What other duties do you have?

Now that would be telling. But if you must know, arranging the schedule, filing the reports, delivering my Lord's messages, arranging the flowers, and a myriad of other essential duties all fell within my purview. It's simply whatever my Master bid. However, [ and he looks positively gloomy ] here, I merely see to the books.

[ reduced to a simple clerk. His talents were wasted, here, even if he may just be an iota happier here then there. ]

So you're a servant?

[How did he know...]

I am a gentleman.

Gentleman isn't an occupation.

[ unfortunately, yes, yes it was ] I prefer to think that I choose my calling because I am a gentleman. [ it's the only way he gets through his days sometimes. Especially in those early years... ]

Let me guess; you didn't quite mean to get into that "calling"?

[ He was just another son of an Earl. He had go somewhere... ] Perhaps, but I've found a certain aptitude for it.

And it hasn't been so bad.

[ he managed to make a friend out of Break during the worst of it. ]

You and me both, then.

[ !!! ]

You have been initiated into the field of service as well? [ should he weep or clap you on the back? He hopes you have a kind master. ]

As a reward for saving the prince's life I was made his servant. It seems a little backwards to me, but I suppose most people would be honoured. Sadly, the prince is an obnoxious, pompous, patronising prat and considering I'm basically juggling two jobs I always seem to be buried in work.

But it's not all that bad, I suppose.

It is a position of [ ahem, definitely hiding a smile ] high honor. May I ask what your second job is?

[ he always finds it so fascinating what things people choose to learn. And too, one never knows when such information will be invaluable... ]

[Yeah, supposedly it is. He doesn't really care about the status said position has, at all, though.]

I'm the assistant of the court physician. I guess it's the least I can do as thanks for him taking me in.

It compliments the position nicely. It would serve you well to learn what you can although...

[ and here he does smile, almost laughing ] I do hope you find time to rest. [ Merlin must be a thoroughly trustworthy man. Where one learns to heal, one also learns to poison. ]

I try.

[Plenty of that time is spent on trying to keep Arthur from dying or the kingdom from getting thrown into ruin, though.]

But there's always something. Clean the leech tank, Merlin, do the laundry, Merlin, sharpen my sword, Merlin, polish my armour, Merlin, clean the room, Merlin. And if there's nothing, I need to be around in case there is something. If I actually do wander off, my guardian tells the prince I'm in the tavern and I get even worse for it.

[Oh.]

--sorry.

[ his lips twitch up into a smile. Ah, such good memories of no time, endless scolding and... wait. That still happened. :| ]

Sometimes, I think they do that to keep us out of trouble. [ or push you into it, deliberately. ~~Damn you, Rufus!~~ ]

Or get themselves into it. At least Arthur does. The prince, I mean. He has this funny tendency of giving me more tasks whenever I try to warn him of possible dangers!

[ That does surprise him. ~~That you, Elliot?~~ ]

He never listens?

At all?

Sometimes he does, but I guess the things that I figure out before anyone else are just very hard to believe. You'd think that after so many times of being right he'd start listening more, but no.

[He shrugs.]

He's just too dumb.

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