third floor common room - saturday afternoon - 10/11

How boring.

He'd never forgive his dear Mummy for sending him here to this ridiculous place, away from the Emerald City and everyone worth talking to. She'd said the change would do him good, that the fresh air was necessary for a lad of his age, that when she was growing up in Gilikin, that she'd savored every day in the countryside and missed it still.

Right. As if Glinda, as she preferred these days, really wanted to head back to her childhood home and give up the fame, fortune, and power she had now. He was like her; he'd done enough of the countryside when he was a boy and the City was what he enjoyed now, the razzmataz slambang spirit of it all. Oz! Bright, beaming and steaming! The theatres, the shops, the miniature furniture...

Besides, it wasn't about the air. It was about the stables, or rather the stable hands she'd found out about him having affairs with. She'd been fine with the maids, of course, as that was just what a young man of station did but that had apparently been too far. So he'd been banished away from the glitz and glamor of the Emerald to this pathetic little island.

Which was why he was sitting in the common room, smoking an imported perguenay cigarette out the window and reading some of the newspapers that'd just come in to see what the damnable bankers were doing with the current Munchkinland crisis.

"...idiots."

[open like an open thing]

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
'One of 'we people'?' she thought bitterly. 'Oh, I'm sure if the master needs it, he'll get it.'

To him she merely nodded. "I'm sure I could manage that, Sir."

Not that he'd make it worth her while or anything. He could have at least offered something.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
She raised an eyebrow, wondering what she might gain from dallying with this man, and nodded. "I'm certain that can be arranged, Sir. And I'd be most grateful."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
She smirked at him a bit. "And will there be... anything else?"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Her eyes narrowed and she ducked her head quickly to keep him from seeing the anger there. She worked her fingers to the bone for these people and barely made enough to keep herself fed and clothed and he suggested he wasn't working.

It took her a moment to get her anger under control, before she could raise her head and smile politely and say, "Yes, Sir."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
It disappeared quickly into the pocket of her uniform and she made sure to bend over a bit more provocatively than was necessary as she cleaned near him. He could have her 'services' later. And she'd see what information she could get from him and his room in the process.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
She turned to smile seductively up at him. "Are you sure there's nothing else I can do for you now?" she asked.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded, trying to look meek. "Please. I would prefer not to be accused of breaking into your room."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Helen nodded and gathered her things to follow him. Unless he preferred she proceed him so he could watch.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled back over her shoulder at him. Oh yes, she'd get good information out of this one. The Hand of Uquar secret resistance would be most pleased.