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In a moment, he saw it all. The car speeding down the road, the puddle that came out of nowhere, the little old lady (who bore a striking resemblance to Duchess Rainsworth. Perhaps it was the walker she used?) standing on the curb.

In a frantic moment of OMG WHAT DO I DO, he ran! He dove! He…

Found himself drenched from head to foot in dirty street water. With a small wipe of his face to remove stray droplets of water, he smiled at the stunned lady and kissed her cheek, blushing all the while. He's being so forward! Liam can't get much more celebratory then that. He's Victorian.

"I'm glad you're safe, ma'am."

And with a press of his fingers against his glasses to keep them from slipping, he skipped continued on down the road. Even if he was still drenched.


((ooc: cursed, obviously! He'll be everywhere in the City today hunting down a new job. Who wants a personal assistant to kiss them?))

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Such chivalry~

What a rare thing.

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[ fjdsjal don't say that! The praise will go to his head. ] Ah, well... it was nothing. I was on my way home.

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[ Karl never praises. He mocks :| ]

So you decided to play brave Lancelot on the way?

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[ it's Liam. It all sounds the same to him, since it comes so rarely in ANY form. ]

Brave who? [ Liam blinks ] And I wasn't playing! [ his jacket cost a pretty penny after all and now it was ruined! ]

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[ ...Poor Liam orz... ]

You don't know who Lancelot is? Tsk tsk. [ There are magical places called the Dry Cleaners, Monsieur Lunettes. ] Ah, I remember you. Had a fetish for ladies in white gloves, corr~ect?

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[ he'll believe in magic once he sees it ]

No I don't---

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[ fjlkdsa; ] THAT NEVER HAPPENED!!!

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Sure about that? I remember it so distinctly.

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[ nope, not going there ]

You must have confused me with someone else. [ he is so very forgettable after all. ]

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I don't think so. I have a good memory. [ Probably why he's so insane. ] Not a friend of the Cat-Boy by any chance, are you? [ Poor Liam. Poor Elliot. Poor errrrybody. ]

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[ there must be a pill for that ]

Cat-boy... [ he frowns ] Are you referring to Elliot? [ that certainly gets a smile out of Liam. Everyone knew well how much Elliot enjoyed a good cat petting, despite how much he protested. ]

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[ He'd try pills. And therapy. But the shrinks would shoot themselves. ]

...Elliot? Is that his name? [ Innocent smile. ] He has a bit of bestialty problem, poor thing. Or is ailurophile the correct term?

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[ shoot themselves, or find themselves mauled into shreds? ]

Ailuro--- [ just a sec! He has to look that up in his hand-dandy phone app god he loves that thing ]

[ blink, he hides a smile ] Ah, I suppose you could say that. He's... admittedly not open with it. His family prefers dogs. [ pft ]

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[ If not one, then the other. ]

Dogs? [ Mock-gasp. ] What heartless monsters prefer dogs to cats?

[ ...Except Victorians... ]

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[ He notes Liam checking his phone-app. Notes his overall manner. Prim. Uptight. Possibly detail-oriented. He considers a beat. Then -- ]

...Will you be staying with little cat-loving Elliot now that you're back here?

[ Relax. He doesn't want to eat you. But he may want to hire you. He has a large manor that needs looking-after. ]

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There is nothing wrong with dogs, especially of the hunting variety. It's simply a matter of preference. [ although Liam does prefer cats to dogs himself. They are much less likely to see him as sport. ]

[ he pauses and then frowns. ] Ah, no. In the apartment next door. He has far too many guests at the moment to house one more. [ and Liam preferred staying in his apartment, just in case. ]

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...Well. I for one prefer not to be barked at or slobbered over. [ Who needs hunting dogs when you are a hunting creature? ]

...I see. [ A crooked smile. ] This might seem sudden. But would you be interested in seeking employment?

[ As a caretaker. Not a snack :| ]

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[ he breathes a sigh of relief. ] Nor would I. I'm much more partial to [ Breaks ] cats myself.

[ and now he is, a word, summarily intrigued. ] That's quite forward of you; you haven't even seen my resume. [ never trust the hand that feeds you. It most often is attached to a fan that is not afraid to be abused. ]

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They certainly require less upkeep. [ Cats. Not Breaks. Not that animals are partial to Chiropterans. He supposes it's innate. Prey scenting danger. ]

I've never been one to mince words. [ Much to his brothers' displeasure. ] Not all Citizens arrive with resumes at hand. So I've come to consider them a luxury. [ No fans here. Just claws and fangs. ] You could always offer a list of your skills. If you so prefer.

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[ Breaks are never low maintenance. ] I would. You should at least know if I'm capable of the job you have in mind.

[ he takes a deep breath ] In short, I'm quite capable with maintaining and outlining a schedule, handling sensitive research, managing servants, outlining trip details and logistics, and I've done my time as a member of the messenger service. In short, I'm what this would would consider a personal assistant of sorts. [ perhaps he should mention his valet experience, but... nah. That can come later. ]

Would that be useful to you? [ because, not going to lie, with four mouths to feed, Liam's in desperate need of a job and soon. Their small stash is hardly going to last! ]

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[ Nor are Chiropterans. The experience should come in handy, Liam. ] Resumes aren't always an indication of capability. [ Still. That's quite an impressive list. ] It will be more than useful. Provided you're good at your job. I've taken over a manor that requires handling. Maintenance. Hiring and overseeing staff. That sort of thing. [ The valet bit would be useful too. Karl needs someone to attend to mopey Solomon. ]

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[ interesting... do tell him more. ] I see. And will I have an allotment of funds given over into my keeping for the upkeep and general maintenance of the manner, or do you prefer that everything should be billed to a separate account?

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A separate account. [ Not even pausing to consider otherwise. He'd prefer to keep tabs on everything. ] Another matter. This one of some importance. My brother resides -- [ For the moment. ] -- in the manor as well. He has ...a case of the humors. [ Meaning he's too depressed to eat, dress, or get out of bed. ] I need someone level-headed -- dependable -- to keep an eye on him.

[ With his powers gone, Solomon is vulnerable. An easy target for creatures like Rido Kuran. ]

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The humors? [ that sounds highly suspicious, highly suspicious indeed! ] There are caretakers who are trained for that sort of thing. Are you sure you don't wish to hire someone else?

If he's truly as... indisposed as you suggest, he may need more than an occasional eye on him. [ and if he's anything like Break at all, a constant eye may not be enough. ]

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I'm aware. But I'm hoping it's a temporary issue. [ A pause. ] He's a doctor himself. [ And a drama queen. ] So it's not as though he's insensible of what he's suffering.

Between myself and the lady -- [ Vampiress. ] -- I live with, we're enough to watch over him. But on the off-chance of our being absent, I'd prefer someone to stay vigilant.

[ He's no Break. At all. Lucky for you? ]