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Post by Graf von Krolock on Dec 1, 2007 14:16:28 GMT -5
*He eyed the dusty nature of the interior...and then smiled to himself*
"How would you like to work for me? Not alone, of course, as you'd need help in this place. But perhaps it could be a start."
*He waved grandly at the enormous foyer that they were now standing in*
"You could live in the castle as well, if you wished."
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Post by Cal on Dec 1, 2007 14:17:55 GMT -5
*She looked around for a moment, a little stunned, then looked up at him.*
"Do you normally take unknown travelers into your employ?" *She asked. It wasn't meant bitingly, but she had no idea who he was.*
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Dec 1, 2007 14:26:31 GMT -5
"I very rarely have visitors, my dear. As I am something of a recluse, it is rare when I see others."
*He paused in the middle of the foyer*
"Apologies--introductions should have been made first. I am Graf von Krolock of Transylvania."
Inexplicably in France.
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Post by Cal on Dec 1, 2007 14:29:53 GMT -5
"Calliope Smith of... well, of a lot of places. I go by Cal."
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Dec 1, 2007 14:35:41 GMT -5
"Pleased to make your acquaintance. Now that we aren't total strangers--would you consider a job here? The pay would be quite generous."
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Post by Cal on Dec 4, 2007 20:17:10 GMT -5
*She thought for a moment.*
"Just to keep it in some semblance of order?" *She asked. She knew enough about the world to set boundaries and expectations before entering into anything.*
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Dec 4, 2007 21:11:55 GMT -5
*He nodded*
"Yes. Not alone, of course--I wouldn't expect you to keep up this giant castle by yourself. You will simply be by yourself until I can hire others."
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Post by Cal on Dec 4, 2007 22:27:33 GMT -5
"You have a deal, then, Mr. von Krolock of Transylvania."
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Dec 4, 2007 22:31:19 GMT -5
"Excellent. You can start when you get settled--I don't expect you to automatically head to work when you've only just arrived."
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Post by Cal on Dec 4, 2007 22:32:19 GMT -5
*She smiled.*
"That was considerably less painful than expected." *She said.* "So where can I stay?"
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Dec 4, 2007 22:45:06 GMT -5
*He glanced round the great room*
"There are so many empty rooms--almost all of them you can take your pick from. Save the topmost floor."
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Post by Eponine on Dec 6, 2007 13:54:22 GMT -5
**CAL**
*She raised an eyebrow at him.*
"I suppose next the candlesticks are going to come to life and start putting on dinner cabarets."
"How many floors are there in this place, anyway?" *She asked, looking around.*
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Dec 6, 2007 14:12:45 GMT -5
Yes. Followed by dessert and a nice Chamembert, but beware the beast, whose name is von Krolock. Anyway. *Assigns an arbitrary numbers of floors to the castlte*
"Twelve, and a basement. Normally the basement is off-limits, but there's nothing down there of interest now."
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Post by Cal on Dec 6, 2007 14:19:00 GMT -5
*She shrugged.*
"Kay then."
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Dec 6, 2007 23:03:14 GMT -5
*He held out his hand to her*
"Would you like a tour?"
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