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 Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 12:36 pm
Ƞ ε ʆ ʆ ɤ l δ σ ʂ ε ȶ ȶ You give me that hummingbird heartbeat.
Spread my wings and make me fly. Nelly just nodded and excused herself. She darted back to the kitchen, running like a young boy. But, when she returned, she huffed in frustration. "Ugh! Stupid, mean, arrogant, ignorant, selfish, stubborn, draft, slow..." she grumbled on and on as she went to work, not bothering to tell Ella that they had to prepare for more than just their master that night. "The chef is a drunk, sir. Not that you ever bothered to take notice, sir. Oh, yes, and while I'm at it, would you like a haircut, sir?!" she snapped to no one in particular, her small petite form seemingly hilarious as she seethed with anger. "Why not make us do everything, sir? It's not like we're humans or anything, sir! We don't have feelings, needs or lives, sir!" she squeaked, bringing a large butcher knife down in the center of a ball of dough. The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 12:50 pm
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| Feeling that he had done enough work for the morn, Luther stands up, stretching to relieve his aching body. 'Honestly, after working for a few months, I thought I'll get used to this.'
He grabbed his cane, opening the door and to the halls.
He walked through the corridors of his own manor, walking downstairs to where his mother probably is-- the gardens. His mother is the outdoor type, very active.
A few passing servants greeted him, which he replied with his own Good Morning's.
As he passed by the kitchen, he can't help but overhear the rant. Raising his eyebrow, he heard a faint "the chef is drunk, sir. No..."
His eyes narrowed at that. "No behavior like that is tolerated here."
Calling a servant who passed by him, he ordered him to call the chef by all means necessary.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:08 pm
 ■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella was lost in her own thoughts but soon snapped out of them when she heard Nelly stab the butcher knife through dough. She jumped a bit and smiled as she turned to face Nelly. "Nelly dear, please calm down. It's not his fault that people just come here unexpectedly. Give him a break. He probably does almost as much work as we do. Besides, I don't mind the extra work. It gives me more to do." she said calmly as she continued to work on her recipe. She knew she'd have to make more food for more guests. It was such an easy guess. She rolled up her sleeves as she didn't want to ruin them and she made sure her long hair stayed out of the way. "Let's just get things done. This meal isn't going to prepare itself." she said with a giggle and a wink to Nelly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:15 pm
Ƞ ε ʆ ʆ ɤ l δ σ ʂ ε ȶ ȶ You give me that hummingbird heartbeat.
Spread my wings and make me fly. The young blonde huffed but smiled at Ella. She was always so sweet and helpful. "You're right, Ella darling, but... ooh, he never thanks us!" she muttered, crossing her arms stubbornly. The blonde shuffled to a nearby cabinet and brought down a jar of butter, setting it beside the breadbox. She slid the dough in and went on to the next part of the meal- the cake! Nelly had always been best at preparing sweets- especially adding a secret ingrediant (can you guess?) to it, making it all the sweeter. She cracked the eggs, mixed the flour and sugar together as she murmured to herself about being mistreated and unappreciated. The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:18 pm
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| The Earl's eyes narrowed as he took in the pitiful image of the drunk chef.
"Hmm," he said mockingly, "Don't you remember what was taught to you when you first applied here, mister?"
He paced back and forth in front of the slightly sober chef, who is sitting on a chair in the Earl's office.
"Time is a treasure you will never get back. Make the best of it. Laziness is not tolerated. Loyalty is a requirement. I did allow you to make simple meals when no guest are present, if you care enough to remember."
His tone is sharp and biting-- showing the side present in all of his family line, stern and cold.
"I will discuss this problem with my mother, to see if she approves you being here or not. Now get out of my sight, and prepare the banquet worthy for a king now."
The chef shuddered, and ran out of the office, Luther's glare leaving him only after he's out of sight.
Luther sighed, "There goes my good mood."
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:36 pm
■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella sighed at what she said and nodded. "Yes, it would be quite lovely to get a simple thank you at least once in a while. But we're just servants and he's of a higher rank. What do you expect?" she said as she began to pour a special sauce on top of the chicken before popping it in the oven. She then began working on making a light soup to go along with the chicken. She started by filling a pot up with water and then setting it on the stove to boil. She started chopping up vegetables as she waited for the water to boil. "Let's just face this Nelly. We're probably nothing more to him than workers. And he's always so busy with his own work that he barely even has a moment to himself let alone a second to appreciate the things we do. But what do I know? Maybe he just doesn't care as long as we don't ruin things or embarass him." she said as her smiled faltered for a moment. She just laughed and shrugged her shoulders. "Don't worry Nelly. Maybe things will be different tonight. You just have to keep smiling and hope for the best." she said as she dropped the vegetables into the water without splashing.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:44 pm
Ƞ ε ʆ ʆ ɤ l δ σ ʂ ε ȶ ȶ You give me that hummingbird heartbeat.
Spread my wings and make me fly. Nelly couldn't help but agree with Ella- though she would never say that. Her master wasn't as bad as some. Wasn't as bad as most, actually. "I expect to be given some time in advance before knowing I have to cook a big meal," she muttered, finishing mixing and pouring the batter into a bowl. She set the bowl in the oven and walked to Ella, helping her with the soup. "I know we are. He never stops to think about what we really do- clean, cook... like a housewife. No, Ella, he probably doesn't care." Nelly couldn't believe the things she was saying, but they were all true. She couldn't stand to think of him being mad at her, though. She felt strongly for Luther. She knew her feelings were stronger than just servant/master for him, no matter how he felt. She sighed and kept working, big brown eyes sad. The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:56 pm
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| 'I think people have it in their to-do list to make my life miserable,' Luther thought as he dragged himself back to his chair, slumping.
"I might as well as turn into a feeling-less corpse and just do work all day. That would save me trouble."
The man was not one who would grumble about work, but he have limit, and it's nearly going overboard.
His fiancée would probably need his support, emotionally, his aunt's high expectations, stress from his father's death, they're all piling up on him.
"Curse this all," he snarled as he threw a crumpled paper at the wall, trying to release the pent-up frustration.
He knew from experience that it's always better for him to release more frequent fits, but less in intensity, because the opposite happened once and his room had to be replaced.
But he can't help but think that Lorraine's case is an exception. Stress must be piling up on her, too. What is pissing him off is his aunt's sudden visit.
'Why can't people be polite for once and send the letter a day or two before?' and his aunt is the one who taught him of good mannerism.
'Maybe hypocrisy runs in the blood,' he thought as he picked up the thrown paper and threw it to the garbage can.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 2:19 pm
■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella glanced over at Nelly and hated to see her so upset. "Come on Nelly, maybe he didn't know about the extra guests until today. Things happen. I'm sure deep down he cares about us and all the things we do. It's just, maybe there's so much more on his mind that he forgets the simplest things. I mean, the arranged marriage can't be all that pleasant and the addition of his work. I can't imagine what he must be going through. Like I always say Nelly dear, no one is higher than anyone else. We are all the same as we are different." she said as she smiled at her and stirred the soup before walking toward the door. She called in a few more servants to help Nelly with the cooking. "Be patient Nelly, I'll be back in a jiffy!" she said with a giggle as she quickly left the kitchen. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and didn't mind the fact she looked like an absloute mess. She made her way over to where Luther was and knocked on the door. "Excuse me sir, I was wondering if I might have a word with you?" she asked as she waited for his reply.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 2:26 pm
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| "Come in," he said, having trying to relax himself by drawing little doodles as he worked.
The trick worked, like always. He now can work efficiently, moods aside.
He doubt he even let himself feel anything after he took his father's job, to be honest.
'Yes, hypocrisy definitely runs in the family,' he thought, thinking back of the time when he told his fiancée that keeping emotions to oneself is unhealthy.
He looked up to face a maid, Ella, if he remember correctly (He have a good memory, always something to be glad of)
He noticed that there are flour, and some other cooking ingredient sticking on her face, hands and apron.
'So the chef didn't do his work. I'm firing him tonight.'
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 2:46 pm
■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella entered and noticed she had interrupted him from his work. She sighed and decided she needed to get this out of the way. "I'm sorry to disturb you sir and I hope you don't find this rude. I know you have a lot of things on your mind. I know you're probably stressing and I'd hate to place this on you. It's just that, I feel us servants deserve a little more appreciation. I mean, I know we don't have so much weighing us down. But we work hard day in and day out. All I'm asking is for you to at least once in a while, remember to say thank you." she said to him in a calm and even tone. She was never afraid to speak her mind even though she knew she could be risking everything because of it. She just didn't want to see Nelly so upset and she herself was tired of never getting the thanks she deserved. She held in all her emotions every day so she wouldn't bother him or mess up her work. Her first priority was always helping around the manor and helping someone else. She never made time for herself. She shook off the thoughts quickly as she felt her eyes start to water. "That's all sir. I shall let you return to your work." she said quietly with her head hung low. She opened the door and slowly walked out.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 2:57 pm
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| "Wait," he called after her.
He knew that this matter is important to the maid, and he'd rather have her know about what he thinks.
Luther felt rather guilty for forgetting to thank the servants. These maids are probably newer ones, as they don't seem to understand the workings of his family.
"Before you think of anything, I am not firing you. But as you previously mentioned, I am rather stressed right now, and to be honest, the guests came without much notice. In fact, I just received these letters this morning. I hope you can understand that, and thank you, to you and all the staff."
The Earl tried to remember what he was going to say, and added, "Oh, and if that chef didn't work in 15 minutes, don't hesitate to drag him. Just tell him I'll fire him if he don't."
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 4:17 pm
■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella looked back at him and listened to what he had to say. She smiled and nodded when he said thank you. "You're welcome sir. And I do understand. People aren't perfect you know." she said as she turned again. She was about to leave and her hand was on the doorknob as she heard what he said about the chef. Her grip tightened on the doorknob and her other hand was clenched into a fist. "You can't fire him. You don't even know what he's going through. I know he hasn't been working much, but me and Nelly have been taking care of things. And I know he has a bit of a drinking problem, but you don't even know why. He is a person and he does have feelings. Right now he's absolutely miserable and if you were to take away the only job he has left, you'll only make things worse. Just give him a second chance. I know he'll straighten up. But he's going to need more than just fifteen minutes." she said, refusing to let herself look at him. She was close to all the servants here and she was always a part of their personal lives. They always came to her for help if she could. And she understood exactly why the chef was drinking and why he's been slacking off because she actually cared to listen.
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 4:02 am
T i m e is a treasure you will never get B A C K - - - >> Luther T i m e s h a r d s|| Luther almost smiled at the maid's words.
"Very well, then. I just want you to remember that not every member of aristocracy are cruel either. If one of you happen to have problems, personal or not, you can always tell my mother or me. That applies to every of the staff working here."
Understanding everyone's problems to solve problems, something his father and mother taught him a long, long time ago.
But now things get hectic, and he don't even have enough time to finish his work.
"Telling my mother would be the best option, actually. She doesn't look half as stern as me, and she'll take immediate action."
'And she have her ways of getting things done, too,' he thought.
Luther looked at the grandfather clock, noting that it's already 11 o'clock and he only have 3 hours to finish his job for the day and tomorrow.
'Wonderful.'
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 6:18 am
■ ■ ■ ■XXX( ★ )XXXX Є ℓ ℓ α ｡ D є ν є η α υ x
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XXXXXXXXXX❝ I am a survivor :: you are not alone. ❞ It's not easy being in a new place
You can't help but feel lost and alone
You lose everything you once had along with your hope
I wandered the streets until you found me
Now here I am with a smile on my face masking my pain
But I shall never forget that fateful day x( ☀ )x Ella put on a smile as she looked back at him. "Very well sir. Now, I don't want to waste any more of your time. I'm sure you must have a lot of work to do. If you need me just ring." she said with a soft giggle before she closed the door and went back to the kitchen. She smiled at Nelly and the other workers. "Smells wonderful Nelly! It's going to be perfect!" she said before she walked around looking for the chef. She saw him working quite slowly and that his face was slightly flushed. She sighed and stood beside him. She helped him work on one of the dishes and she talked to him in a soft and calm tone. She always tried to help and cheer people up when they were going through rough times. She looked up and looked over at Nelly. "How's the soup coming along?" she asked as she made her way back over to Nelly and stirred what was inside the pot. She loved the smell of the soup and it looked good at the moment.
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