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aungier2013-07-07 04:16 pm
anachronisticbilliards) wrote in aungier2013-07-07 04:16 pm
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Date: November 2, 1888
Time: 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM
Location: Various locations around the house.
Characters: Shirogane (anachronisticbilliards) and YOU! [OPEN/CLOSED]
Summary: Shirogane's just trying to do his job and is available to be bothered.
Warnings: Moving furniture. The horror.
What with all of the people constantly coming and going at Aungier House, furniture needed to be moved around quite often. Rooms needed to be prepared. Some rooms didn't have enough furniture. Others had too much. Other rooms had the appropriate amounts of furniture and were well-used, but the furniture still needed to be moved so that the maids could clean.
That's where the footmen came in. Today, Shirogane found himself doing just that--moving furniture. For the most part, he didn't mind the work. It could be physically demanding, true, but at least there was a point to it. A purpose other than that someone somewhere thought criminals needed to walk on treadmills or turn pointless cranks for hours on end. For a few hours in the afternoon, he could be found moving furniture between rooms as he'd been directed. If he needed to be bothered or pulled away for some other task, well, he was just a footman. He didn't quite have as much governance over his own time as he would have liked.
Time: 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM
Location: Various locations around the house.
Characters: Shirogane (
anachronisticbilliards) and YOU! [OPEN/Summary: Shirogane's just trying to do his job and is available to be bothered.
Warnings: Moving furniture. The horror.
What with all of the people constantly coming and going at Aungier House, furniture needed to be moved around quite often. Rooms needed to be prepared. Some rooms didn't have enough furniture. Others had too much. Other rooms had the appropriate amounts of furniture and were well-used, but the furniture still needed to be moved so that the maids could clean.
That's where the footmen came in. Today, Shirogane found himself doing just that--moving furniture. For the most part, he didn't mind the work. It could be physically demanding, true, but at least there was a point to it. A purpose other than that someone somewhere thought criminals needed to walk on treadmills or turn pointless cranks for hours on end. For a few hours in the afternoon, he could be found moving furniture between rooms as he'd been directed. If he needed to be bothered or pulled away for some other task, well, he was just a footman. He didn't quite have as much governance over his own time as he would have liked.
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He winced slightly as he found and held the book up, not only because he'd miss it in so obvious a place but because it meant the evidence was right in front of his face. "Yes... yes, that's it."
Rather than claim it immediately, though, he at least had the grace to let the manservant leaf through it first; if he were Robin he'd probably have been able to leap in then and there with page numbers and recommendations, citing the most affecting and elegantly written passages, but all he could do was stand by in slightly embarrassed silence. "... I... really couldn't give you an opinion on it yet," he forced himself to say eventually. "Mr. Defoe's works are apparently held in very high regard, though. You're welcome to borrow it when I've finished."
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