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Ezra Huntington

[Ezra Huntington]

Tag: @phillipaf

you can run

BUT YOU'LL DIE TIRED

Hunt had been hired along with a few other Bow Street Runners to supervise the Aubrey Hall Event and ensure that nothing of the less than legal sorts occurred throughout the week. While this was most certainly not Ezra's desired duty, the magistrate had told him that it was required of him. He received the same typical one day you will lead this force along with the lecture of the responsibilities that came with it. Not one to defy his superior -- perhaps the only one he would not defy -- Ezra begrudgingly agreed. But he refused to wear the uniform or hat that came along with the role.

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That was what led him to his current position . . . trailing up and down the hallways while the others of nobility were in various parts of the estate, be it inside or outside. Hearing some movement, he made his way over to a door that was slightly ajar, peeking in to see a woman with a bag in attempt to hide its contents in one of the bedrooms. Pushing the door open, Ezra watched her for only a moment longer before making his presence known with the words ""What's in that bag and why are you hiding it here?"

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Philipa had been so excited for this event at Aubrey Hall and at the last moment her mother decide that she would not be attending as she didn't want to come alone now that father was gone.  She had insisted that the girls all go without her as she said that Lady Bridgerton would act as their chaperone.  As soon as Philipa had learned that she packed a special bag with dresses for herself and her sisters that were not the brightly colored ones that her mother always forced them to wear.  She had run up to hide the bag in her room.

She froze when she heard a man's voice behind her.  Turning her mouth gapped wide open, the most handsome man she had ever seen was standing before her and demanding answers but just looking at him made her speechless.  


Ezra Huntington

[Ezra Huntington]

Tag: @phillipaf

you can run

BUT YOU'LL DIE TIRED

Ezra watched her, having expected an answer but instead, she just . . . stared. Mouth agape. Was she acting like that because she had gotten caught doing something she did not wish anyone else to see? Or, was there something else. There was of course the possibility that it was both things, however Ezra was unsure what the latter was. He supposed he best deal with one unknown at a time. Taking a few steps towards her, but ensuring there was of course nothing inappropriate about his advance, his eyes remained locked onto hers. Composed, and his expression steeled. His demanour unchanged as he spoke again.

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"What is in the bag?" A natural authority in his voice despite being outranked among this crowd. There was a required authority necessary for the sake of his job and if anyone questioned it, he felt it fairly easy to justify. "Do not require me to ask once more." While he was fairly certain there was no threat -- nothing about the woman looked threatening or overly suspicious -- Ezra just needed to be certain. And to satisfy his own curiosity as why she was sneaking around with with.

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Philipa was shocked to be caught hiding things in the room but the man who had caught her, she could not stop staring at him.  She had seen him a few times but never this close and he, oh she could not even begin to describe what she was feeling as she continued to stare at him.   She blinked her eyes trying to make herself focus on what he asked her not just open mouth gaping at him.  This is my room for the event, I was just leaving some of my dresses.  

She opened the bag to show him then she just stood there awkwardly staring at him again.  I have seen you before, what is your name?


Ezra Huntington

[Ezra Huntington]

Tag: @phillipaf

you can run

BUT YOU'LL DIE TIRED

Ezra listened as she explained that this was her room for the event, that she was leaving some of her dresses. As she spoke, he took note of her expression, her body language, her tone . . . all indicative that she was indeed telling the truth. And to further reinforce it, she showed him the contents of the bag. But Ezra did not feel the need to look at it. He was satisfied with her response and yet, there was something still a bit . . . off. Whether it was the way she was looking at her, or her sneakily putting garments in here.

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"You are doing so most suspiciously, Miss," he told her in a level tone. His words not holding accusation, but rather, called for further explanation or at least gave reason as to why he was questioning her to begin with. She then asked his name, pointing out that she had seen him before. "Huntington," he responded, as first names were not necessary for someone of his station. Though if she asked, he held no objections to reveal it. She was nobility after all, and was hardly committing a crime that would cause him to take action . . . regardless of rank. "And yours?" So that he could put a face to the name as he did need to learn those present at the week long event. It would help make his job easier if familiar with the guests.

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Philipa knew that he was taking his job seriously but she thought that after seeing she had nothing more than a bag of dresses that he might relax a bit but he did not.  I didn't mean to alarm you, its just that if my Mother knew that I had brought other dresses she would be furious with me.  I don't want to be seen in the floral patterns she makes us wear for once.  So I brought them here earlier so she won't know.

She felt silly having to admit the truth to him, it probably sounded silly to him but it was something that she and all her sisters hated.  Looking up at him she wondered who he really was.  Huntington?  Is that your last name?  What is your first name?


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