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Post by Sorcha on Apr 17, 2008 16:17:29 GMT -5
"Makes ye want to fall to and scrub the place from garret to cellar," *she said with a gleam in her eye that came from being raised in the fastidiously neat and organized chaos of the home of Kathy MacNamara.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 17, 2008 16:19:53 GMT -5
"... do you really want to clean?" *He asked, frowning.* "I'm sure we could hire one of the women from the village; they wouldn't ask questions..."
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 17, 2008 16:25:16 GMT -5
*Sorcha squealed and clapped her hands.*
"Oooooh please let me put you to work! You'll like it, I promise."
((*begins to whip out the much sexier rendition of A Spoonful of Sugar*))
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Post by Liam on Apr 17, 2008 16:26:11 GMT -5
*He made a wilty face.*
"Do we have to?" *He said, his voice almost a childish whine.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 17, 2008 16:35:00 GMT -5
*Sorcha rolled her eyes and went off to find the kitchen to put some water on to boil before she would change her dress.*
"You can go read a book or play with piles of gold coins or whatever it is you rich boys do," *she scoffed lightly.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 17, 2008 16:35:51 GMT -5
"In case you hadn't noticed money really isn't made of gold anymore..." *He said dryly.*
"... fine, I'll help." *He grumbled.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 17, 2008 16:39:00 GMT -5
*Sorcha beamed at him.*
"You'll want to put on something a bit more...sturdy," *she said, glancing over his fine clothes.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 17, 2008 16:41:19 GMT -5
"Sturdy is relative." *He said, pulling off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves.* "These are travelling clothes; my wardrobe doesn't get much sturdier."
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 17, 2008 16:43:39 GMT -5
*She raised an eyebrow.*
"God help us."
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Post by Liam on Apr 17, 2008 16:49:21 GMT -5
"What?" *He said sheepishly.* "It's not my fault I don't have work clothes."
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 17, 2008 16:51:21 GMT -5
"I'll make you some. From the drapes that use to hang in my bedroom."
((Gah it's like Sorcha is out to get every Julie Andrews role out there and mess with it...))
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Post by Liam on Apr 17, 2008 16:54:34 GMT -5
"You really don't have to, Sorcha." *He wanted to get all of this as over as quickly as possible...*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 17, 2008 16:56:17 GMT -5
"Oh, but I do." *she grinned and rolled up her sleeves.*
***FADE OUT TO MASTERFUL CLEANING***
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Post by Liam on Apr 17, 2008 16:58:22 GMT -5
**FADE IN TO SQUEAKYCLEAN HOUSE**
*Liam collapsed on the bed, too tired even to change into pajamas.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 17, 2008 17:02:37 GMT -5
*Sorcha came in not long afterwards, having finished polishing the last of the silver, carrying a single candle to light her way. She smiled gently at the sight of Liam rumpled in deep sleep and set the candle on the bedside table before bending to take off his shoes and tuck the blanket under his chin. She slipped off her own shoes, dress and apron and hung them over the back of a chair nearby. Blowing out the candle, she slid under the covers and cuddled nearer Liam's warmth, resting her tired head against his back and throwing an arm about his middle before she soon fell deep into sleep as well.*
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