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IT'S A TEA DATE. NOT A DATE DATE.

Oct 02, 2010 12:58

Who: Elizaveta and Roderich.
When: October 2nd, Saturday, afternoon.
Where: Roderich's house.
What: To thank Elizaveta for her diligent hard work, Roderich invites her over for tea. The ulterior motive is to find out if she knows anything about those inappropriate photographs of his.

( Now tell me what you know! )

"hanging out", hungary, this needs more gaga, no shit sherlock, status: complete, we're not in kansas anymore, y u do dis?, mudslinging like a beast, you won't like me when i'm angry, i will break your spirit!, austria, and remember: don't fuck it up, gtfo of my house!, my girl wants to party all the time

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lizzypan October 3 2010, 04:38:18 UTC

Elizaveta had stood for twenty-two minutes in front of her mirror that morning, doing nothing but staring at herself. She was having tea with Mr. Edelstein, and that meant that she had to be wearing her best clothes, with her best attitude, and a huge dreading feeling in her stomach. After she was finally pleased with her outfit, she spent another hour twisting her hair around, working out the knots and tangles ( ... )

notaustralian October 3 2010, 04:48:18 UTC

Roderich set down his cup as well and wiped his hand on his lap napkin even though he hadn't touched anything dirty. He glanced over to Elizaveta and swallowed the sigh inside his mouth. He had suspected as much; Elizaveta spent most of her time in the house, and if Feliks was here, she would know. It meant, to Roderich, that Elizaveta was involved. If not, at least, she had allowed it to happen.

"And what is it, Miss Elizaveta? I hope you will be sincere with me," he said, crossing his legs and looking fully at her now.

It was rare to see such intimidation on the young master's face. But if Elizaveta was smart, she would know that it was best to tell the truth immediately. Roderich didn't have the patience for liars, especially not liars that flirted with the enemy.

lizzypan October 3 2010, 05:33:31 UTC

Elizaveta fiddled with her skirt before staring her employer right in the eye. Lying was going to do no one any good, and she would just be fired on the spot if he ever found out (unless she was already being fired because he already knew). Breathing in, she tried not to waver, "One day, a Polish man broke into your house. I took him down, but he somehow managed to convince me that it was 'just an accident'. And before I knew it, he had run off inside the mansion and when I finally found him, it was too late."

She breathed in deeply again and looked down into her lap. "I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Edelstein. I had suspected that he hadn't achieved anything. Obviously, I was wrong."

She braced herself for the bad news.

notaustralian October 3 2010, 06:17:30 UTC

Roderich finally let out the sigh lodged in his chest. He shook his head, expressing his disappointment. He traced the smooth surface of the cup with his finger while he stared away for a moment. He contemplated just what he should do with Elizaveta. Certainly, she didn't perform her duties properly. Protecting his privacy was a huge responsibility, and Roderich couldn't help but feel that Elizaveta had failed him ( ... )

OH RODDY I LOVE THEEEEEE lizzypan October 3 2010, 15:46:17 UTC

Elizaveta felt her heart go heavy as Roderich did all the motions one usually did to express sincere and utter disappointment. Nevertheless, she raised her head to look at him--maybe not directly in the eye, but she looked at him nevertheless. Everyone had a heart, right? Everyone had some sort of forgiveness in them. Maybe this was the time for Mr. Edelstein to show his ( ... )

A-AHEMM.... notaustralian October 4 2010, 00:26:33 UTC

Roderich nodded at Elizaveta's enthusiasm, saving the taste of his coffee. It was such a beautiful day; a perfect time to plot revenge against a foolish little man who didn't know his place. Roderich wouldn't say he was an expert at revenges, but he had a few ideas circling in his mind.

"What if we can do something to make him embarrass himself?" Roderich suggested offhandedly, his eyes looking away from Elizaveta the whole time. He glanced out to the distance as a sly smile touched his lips. He wasn't an evil or mischievous person; but even a worm would turn when pushed too far.

"If we can, say, put him in a situation in which he greatly humiliates himself, do you think we can possibly make that situation happen? If not, perhaps... what if... we can... fake it?"

I WILL SERENADE YOUUU lizzypan October 6 2010, 00:02:20 UTC

Embarrass himself? Elizaveta was pretty sure that the Polish man was already doing enough of that on his own. She frowned, remembering the posters she had seen the other day. Surely there had to be a limit on how much one could love pink, right?

Smiling a little at Mr. Edelstein, Elizaveta felt like she was somehow seeing more of the real person behind the papers and the orders. She knew, of course, that he couldn't always be some upstanding aristocrat who went around ordering people to iron his shirts but it was like she was seeing him in his natural form now. More relaxed.

"Fake it? You mean like building a robot to look like him?" She laughed a little. "I don't think anyone could do that, Mr. Edelstein, no matter how rich you are. No, robots wouldn't work. Wouldn't it be crazy though, if he had a twin somewhere out there? Someone who we could use?" She chuckled more about it, until a plan started to hatch in her head. Her face slowly transcended to one of realization, and almost excitement.

CALM YOURSELF, WOMAN. notaustralian October 7 2010, 06:47:51 UTC

Roderich twirled his fingers around his cravat, his gaze still staring out the window to the beautiful October day. Elizaveta was an intelligent woman; Roderich was sure if he only dropped a few deeper hints, she would know exactly what he wanted her to do ( ... )

I CAN'T, YOUR CRAVAT TURNS ME ON. lizzypan October 8 2010, 17:33:06 UTC

Elizaveta could feel her hands shaking. She gripped them into fists, trying not to make a comment on how delightfully sinister Mr. Edelstein was looking. And it wasn't the outright kind of sinister, either. There was something in his tone, something in his voice ( ... )

... WELL. OKAY. THAT'S UNDERSTANDABLE. notaustralian October 9 2010, 02:12:57 UTC

Roderich smiled inwardly. His fingers glided over the rim of his porcelain cup as he continued to scheme. As Elizaveta pointed out, regardless of how big Liberty looked on a map, it was still a small city, and everyone knew everyone else to a certain degree ( ... )

SO LATE OTL lizzypan October 13 2010, 02:17:49 UTC

"Someone who needs us..." Elizaveta repeated, the words sinking into her head slowly. She listened closely to Roderich's calm words, taking in what he wanted and what he expected to get done. When he was finished, she took a sip of tea and let the silence hang in the air for a moment.

"I would be glad to take this on, Mr. Edelstein," her voice faltered at the last word, but she brought a smile up on her face. "I will definitely get this person to you, all I need is some time. In fact, I think I may have something already." She cleared her throat.

"Tomorrow," she said slowly. "I will get him to you tomorrow." Her brain started to wheel off ideas, and she checked the time. "Tomorrow." She repeated, smiling.

Last post? :D notaustralian October 14 2010, 06:01:51 UTC

"Tomorrow, it is then, Miss Elizaveta," Roderich said with an air of sternness that permitted no room for failure. "I will look forward to it."

He leaned over the small table and picked up the teapot. As he refilled Elizaveta's cup, he spoke of little trivial things. He picked up one of the girl scout ladyfingers and tasted it.

"These are actually quite tasty," he said after he dabbed his lips with his napkin. "You did well."

Beneath the compliment, there was a threatening message. No one was able to fail Roderich Edelstein. No one.

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