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[wolfchild]

I am looking for work.
I used to sell wares. I can also clean and organize and lift heavy things. [ she should probably clarify she has no superhuman strength but she wants a job so. ]
It needs to pay.


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I made cookies. Do you want to try them?

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[onemistress]

[ As soon as Cat went to work, Elizabeth took her seat by her desk and started to sew again. Pinning pockets to an over-skirt. Something she'd seen the maids where, something more useful.

And she was happy to stay in silence for awhile at least. ]

Do you sew, Cat?

[wolfchild]

[ she stops cleaning to answer. ]

No, my lady.

[onemistress]

Pity that.

[ She fell back into silence for awhile again. ] When you are done with that, come here.

[wolfchild]

Yes?

[ the girl keeps just out of reach. ]

[onemistress]

[ Innocently enough, Elizabeth holds up the sleeve she'd been sewing. ]

Come, I need your arm to see how it hangs.

[wolfchild]

[ it seems innocent enough so she acquiesces. she holds out her arm for elizabeth. ]

[onemistress]

[ she shifts to put the sleeve on her army, adjusting it carefully. ]

You are doing very well. [ Then she fetched out a pin, kneeling next to the sleeves and began folding the hem carefully. ] Whom did you serve, before?

[wolfchild]

The Black Pearl. [ she had been kind to cat the one time cat of the canals had met her. she had ordered cockles and paid three times their worth. ] She's the most beautiful courtesan in Braavos.

[onemistress]

[ Well...

... damn.

That wasn't expected. ]

I am sure she is. [ She would have to be. But, no good sharing her opinion otherwise. ] I am afraid I won't be as exciting as that perhaps was.

[wolfchild]

She was kind.

[onemistress]

My mistress too was kind, when I served the Queen. [ Another pin and she adjusted Cat's arm slightly. Well, at least she'd heard her Grandmother was kind. ] It is the best one could hope for.

[wolfchild]

Yes, my lady.

[onemistress]

[ When she finished one arm, she started on the next. ] Do you like to read, child?

[wolfchild]

[ she keeps still, allowing the woman to move her like a doll. ]

No.

[onemistress]

[ Elizabeth paused, looking up, perhaps a little disappointed. ]

Don't like to hear stories either then?

[wolfchild]

[ she looks steadily ahead. ]

No.

[onemistress]

[ well then. ]

What does interest you then?

[wolfchild]

Nothing. I am here to work.

[onemistress]

[ Elizabeth sighed, finishing the sleeve. ]

Of course. [ She rose again. Removed the garment from the girl and placing it back on the table. ] Be about your business.

[wolfchild]

[ bowing her head respectfully, she returns to her tasks. when she's finished, she waits quietly without interrupting to be dismissed. ]

[onemistress]

[ Elizabeth looked up from her work, nodding to the girl. ] I expect you at the agreed time tomorrow morning, do not be late.