Wanted: Housekeeper/Gardener/Cook/PR Manager damn Vor are useless

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[The video that opens up on the network offers a scene of opposites. Aral Vorkosigan was a stout older man, square jawed and dark eyed. Wearing a pressed uniform, and sitting in formal attention, he's far more used to public address and time-lag communication than the casual back and forth of the network.

Sitting beside him in a bright and airy sundress, with vivid, curly red hair and bright grey eyes, Cordelia Naismith Vorkosigan leans against him, smiling and elbowing the stern man in a teasing fashion as he begins the ... incredibly formal address.]

The Vorkosigan House will be seeking a small number of employees for residential aid. In particular, those with skill in organization, cleaning and cooking are encouraged to reply. Pay will be equitable to market, though up for negotiation, live-in accommodations provided and not docked from salary should the applicant wish to remove themselves from government housing.

Please direct inquiries and offers within.

[He's clearly got this talking to the kids thing down.]



((OOC: HELLO looking for new CR to drag in, enjoy the country life, horses, dogs, espionage and bad decisions. Certainly nothing could go wrong with this.

Both Aral and Cordelia will be replying to this post!))

Comments

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[ That elbow belonging to the redhead certainly is jabbing into his ribs. ]

I realize you were getting used to all the Regent addresses, but couldn't you use a little more inflection? Or, y'know, personality?

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[He shifts, and lowers his voice. Not quite far enough to not be picked up by the audio equipment.]


It was adequate for the job.

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[ Whereas Cordelia has no such compulsion to hide anything from the audio. Not that she's speaking loudly or anything, but mainly she's just teasing her husband. ]

Yes, but we'd like to actually entice people to apply, wouldn't we.

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Proper conduct is an enticement.

[A pause and a gesture towards the comm. There's no anger in his tone or movements, just a particularly dry streak of humor.]

If you'd care to improve the attempt...

[heart_wrenching]

A cook? To cook food?

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[ She shrugs lightly, ] You've already done it. No point in trying a second time.

[keep_nothing]

That's right, like a house chef to cook for the ever-growing Residence numbers.

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Just so.

[At that he reaches to turn off the streaming feed until replies come in.]

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Is this where I'm supposed to say "Good job, honey"?

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[There's a pause here, and a very speculative look. The pie had been quite good.]

Ah, you've skill in cookery as well as baking? I would hate to distract you from your projects, however.

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No, I can imagine the tone of the delivery quite well.

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[ She chuckles warmly, leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek. ]

Then how about "good job, love."

[kickingand]

Sounds like an ad for Swingers Anonymous. Without the anonymous part.

[heart_wrenching]

Not for twelve!

[heart_wrenching]

Something like that... it seems so decadent...

[keep_nothing]

It did to me at first too, but when I arrived at Aral's family place, they had anywhere from twenty to forty people to feed at one time. It's just basic math to figure out how to feed that many people smoothly. I admit to being a bit spoiled with it by now.

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That would be the sticking point all the way around.

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[ She grins rather cheekily. ]

Oh, he's not nearly so subtle as that.

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[ . . . ]


Is the idea that we'd take meals together? Like at Queen Lucy's farm?

[heart_wrenching]

A swinger? Is that like a maid?

[excessivehubris]

[ Well, he's not applying but he's also not going to pass up the opportunity to say hello. ]

Good afternoon Admiral Vorkosigan, Lady Vorkosigan. I see you are as proactive in hiring locally as your son.

[heart_wrenching]

I guess that makes sense. If someone's going to have to do all that work then it should be a job...

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[Just. Lets his face rest in his hand.]

Captain. If you would. [It's muffled but certainly audible.]

Oh good! :D I'm working on the other thread as well!

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Professor. [The nod was warm, if cordial.]

It's always been a sound policy, I've found. As much as 'local' has shifted.

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[fullmetalbrat]

[Ed is in fact just in the basement, but replying like this instead of going upstairs is so much easier.]

What kind of organization? No one's gonna touch my research, are they?