Mr. Furley
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Post by Mr. Furley on Apr 14, 2009 17:17:41 GMT -5
Mr. Furley banged on the door with both fists, he knew if he didn't the people who resided there would never have heard him.
The last time he was there, one of them was sewing the legs of a piano.
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Post by Padmé on Apr 14, 2009 17:30:31 GMT -5
The door opened to reveal Mr. Feeney, impeccably dressed as always in his butler's regalia. He arched an eyebrow at the man on the other side.
"Yes? Can I help you?"
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Post by Mr. Furley on Apr 15, 2009 17:59:19 GMT -5
"Well hay there!" Mr. Furley smiled "Yer lookin pretty snazzy today."
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Post by Padmé on Apr 15, 2009 19:07:25 GMT -5
He blinked at the man's enthusiasm.
"I do my best. Did you have business with Mr. Mozart or Mr. Beethoven?"
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Post by Mr. Furley on Apr 16, 2009 20:18:16 GMT -5
"I have business with whoever rents this here apartment" Mr. Furley pushed himself in "I'm the new landlord."
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Post by Padmé on Apr 16, 2009 20:49:30 GMT -5
Feeney made an indignant little "hmpf!" sound when Furley pushed past him.
"I am the butler, sir. The sirs are the renters of this apartment. They are usually around...somewhere..."
Locked up in that damn room, he didn't say.
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Post by Mr. Furley on Apr 18, 2009 1:18:38 GMT -5
"Well do you handle the fin-nan-ces?" He replied with an overly haughty tone that just didn't sound right coming out from his mouth "Rent's due ya know?"
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Post by Padmé on Apr 18, 2009 10:47:21 GMT -5
Feeney, however, was the master of haughty stares. He didn't throw one at Furley though. This time.
"They haven't given the job to me, so...shall I go collect one of them and tell them you're here?"
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Post by Mr. Furley on Apr 18, 2009 22:24:35 GMT -5
"Yes, you can sir" he blinked hard and almost knocked over a vase catching it in time.
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Post by Padmé on Apr 18, 2009 22:28:19 GMT -5
The only visible sign Feeney gave that he'd seen the vase tip was an eyetic.
"I'll see who is in, if you'll wait in the living room...?"
Please don't break anything.
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Post by Mr. Furley on Apr 18, 2009 22:46:30 GMT -5
He smiled while waggling his eyebrows at the painting of a lady and went in to the living room.
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Post by Padmé on Apr 18, 2009 22:56:36 GMT -5
Feeney went directly to the billiard room, which had somehow morphed into the writing room thanks to the two composers consistently locking themselves in there to work on the opera.
Feeney knocked firmly on the door.
"Sirs, there is a Mr. Furley here to see you."
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 18, 2009 22:59:49 GMT -5
Mozart stumbled over to the door and fell against it "Foofie?"
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Post by Padmé on Apr 18, 2009 23:07:03 GMT -5
"Furley. The landlord?"
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 18, 2009 23:09:47 GMT -5
If Feeney listened carefully he would have heard a soft sob come from the other side of the door, it was safe to say that Wolfgang was more drunk than he had been in days... but the writing was coming faster.
"Beef-oven, you take care..." and another thud, where Mozart fell to the floor to pass out.
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