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“I’ll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. ”
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Post by Beaumont Bell on Dec 9, 2022 3:18:25 GMT
| -------------------------------------------- It wasn't like he despised Newton, he just wished he wasn't in the way most of the time. The second he spotted blood in her hand, he immediately dropped all shards that he picked up with his gloved ones, focusing his entire attention on her. Thankfully, he was educated in terms of how to wrap up a wound. That had been part of his experience.
"The others can help clean this up, I'm sure," Beaumont reassured her, avoiding touching her in any way possible, even though they were entirely alone in that hallway. "Come and follow me." Beau urged softly as he led her down to the servant's kitchen, requesting that the footman downstairs help clear it up.
Pulling out a chair for Edith, he wandered over to one of the cupboards that held all the medicinal needs that they required. He took out some bandages and a herbal remedy, returning to her side and getting down on one knee, offering her his hand.
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Location: The Bridgerton Estate | @edith | Notes: i'm excited for this |
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Faithless
“I’ll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. ”
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Valet
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Tina
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Tag me @beau
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Post by Beaumont Bell on Nov 5, 2022 1:01:41 GMT
Location: The Bridgerton Estate | Rose Fletcher | Notes: i'm excited for this |
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Faithless
“I’ll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. ”
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Commoner
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Valet
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Tina
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She/Her
Tag me @beau
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Post by Beaumont Bell on Nov 4, 2022 23:28:51 GMT
| -------------------------------------------- Dinnertime at the Bridgerton household. Though they were far from short-staffed, tonight was different because a footman had taken sick leave and he was filling in for him, given his area of expertise and his fourteen years of service to various households, a majority of that time devoted to the Bridgertons. Not only was he paid well, but he was also treated fairly in comparison to some other poor souls who had to endure more pompous folk.
As he finished serving the final Bridgerton sibling, who happened to be Hyacinth as she was the youngest and that was how their world worked, he left the dining room and entered the hallway, not even realising that Newton was in the way while he carried an empty bowl of soup. Tripping on the animal, they fled the other way and he found his figure colliding with that of another's -- Edith. Goodness.
Almost instantly, the china flew out of her hands and the bowl flew out of his. Thankfully, his was made of metal and not... fragile material like hers. The crashing of the plates made him cringe slightly as he tried to straighten himself out, making sure he did not touch her inappropriately. He met her gaze for a moment, stunned slightly at her... beauty. Beaumont had noticed her before, but never like this in the glimmering candlelight.
Lost for words for a moment, he simply stared until he realised there was a mess to be cleaned beneath them before the entree was to be served. "I... I apologise, Edith," Beau finally spoke. "It is neither of our faults. I will clean it up."
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Location: The Bridgerton Estate | @edith | Notes: i'm excited for this |
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Faithless
“I’ll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. ”
Personal Text
Commoner
Rank
Valet
Occupation
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Tina
Offline
She/Her
Tag me @beau
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Post by Beaumont Bell on Oct 26, 2022 21:42:15 GMT
| -------------------------------------------- "Have you eaten?"
The question caught him slightly off guard, so much as he paused for a second while holding the teapot that held Benedict's morning energy. "Yes, My Lord, I've eaten almost half an hour ago," The commoner smiled, continuing the pour the tea into the cup on the silver tray. "You need not worry about me and worry about yourself, first." Beaumont nodded once and he picked up the glass of milk, pouring some into the tea before proceeding with the spoon of sugar.
As he mixed it, he addressed his employer once more, "They are saying it will rain today, my lord, so I would advise against any riding activities," After Beaumont finished preparing the tea, he moved over toward Benedict's ironed clothes for the day, grabbing a brush and ensuring there were no specks of dirt on it. There should not have been, at least. "Have you any particular plans today, sir?" |
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Faithless
“I’ll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. ”
Personal Text
Commoner
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Valet
Occupation
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Tina
Offline
She/Her
Tag me @beau
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Post by Beaumont Bell on Oct 19, 2022 14:47:56 GMT
| -------------------------------------------- Beaumont kept his eye on his pocket watch as he perched down in the servant's quarters, drinking his morning tea. He was always awake at six o'clock sharp, ready to start the day by grooming himself and ensuring that Benedict's clothes for that day were well-ironed and ready to be donned. The clock in the servant's quarters as well as his contraption chimed 9 o'clock and he rose from his seat, fixing his attire before taking his leave from the lower area.
He'd risen to such a position over many years and there were many more to come. Beau had been Benedict's valet for only a few months now, so he was still getting used to the fellow man's requirements. The first task of the day was making Benedict his morning tea, entering the kitchen area to complete the task in a timely manner, and ensuring added adequate accessories to the tray, all while holding it with his left palm.
Silent as a mouse, he walked up the Bridgerton staircase and down one of the many hallways, stopping before Benedict's door. Waiting a moment, he took a deep breath in before walking in. Beaumont set the tray on one of the tables and approached the curtains, opening them to let some light in. "Good morning, My Lord," Beau addressed his employer. "Would you prefer the newspaper or other forms of entertainment this morning?"
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Faithless
“I’ll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. ”
Personal Text
Commoner
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Valet
Occupation
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Tina
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She/Her
Tag me @beau
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Post by Beaumont Bell on Oct 16, 2022 19:37:26 GMT
| ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name:. Beaumont Bell
.:Nick Name:. Beau
.:Rank:. Commoner
.:Age:. 34
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Tall, brooding type with dirty blonde locks of hair. Pale-skinned, as he's usually in a pair of trousers, a white waistcoat, and a black tailcoat and trousers to match his position in the household where he works at. He keeps his hair tamed and presentable at all times, with a little bit of facial hair.
.:Height:. 6"3
.:Portrayed by:. Oliver Jackson-Cohen
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. Stoic, mostly. He is very reserved and enjoys performing his job (and takes it fairly seriously), knowing that he has reached the ceiling when it comes to his career choice. He can be easy to speak to, but only if you pull him out of the shell that he's confined himself to. Beaumont has few close friends that truly know of his history and why he is the way that he is.
.:Skills:. Over the years of working as household staff at various homes, he's developed different types of skills, such as sewing, shaving properly, and cleaning. He also has an exceptional memory -- particularly photographic, where he remembers nearly everything.
.:Weaknesses:. It is difficult for him to open up, usually keeping to himself, which may lose him the opportunities that he hopes for. Beaumont also has excessive pride, where he believes that he is right and it's challenging to argue with an individual like himself -- not recommended, as it might turn into a lengthy argument.
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. Beak Street, Soho, London
.:Family:.
Elijah Bell - Father (deceased)
Emma Bell - Mother (deceased)
.:Occupation:. Valet to Benedict Bridgerton
.:History:.
Ever since he was born, he never quite had a decent life. It was unusual, to say the least. Born to two commoners, his mother worked as a washerwoman for a wealthy family in central London while his father worked in a factory. When Beaumont grew a little older, he would occasionally help his father out at the factory and return home with a few shillings each week to help them out, but that sort of life was not for him and he knew it from the start.
Diseases roamed the streets of Soho, as not only was it littered with brothels, but with terrible facilities, as well, like dirtied water. His mother and father were never quite on decent terms, their marriage becoming what it was due to Emma accidentally becoming pregnant with Beaumont. His father had cheated on her and contracted syphilis, selfishly giving it to her. Given their lack of wealth, they were unable to cure the illness and both of them passed a few weeks after his seventeenth birthday.
He applied as a footman to several households across London, interviewing more than four times until finally landing a job. They were a well-off family of nobility and though he'd been warned by his family about a servant's job and the tiredness that would come from it, Beaumont was far too stubborn and remained in his post. Sixteen years later, he finally became valet to the Bridgerton household, though this was after pure dedication to the nobility's needs. Beaumont was well aware that it would not be simple and so, his body suffers from the hard work he had put in.
| ~ • ~ | Member Info | ~ • ~ |
.:Name or Online Alias:. Tina
.:Your Pronouns:. She/her
.:Are you 18+:. Oui
.:How Did You Find Us:. Does it matter? This is the best Bridgerton site ever!
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