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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 20, 2021 2:57:44 GMT
never make DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. She stated tjat she had never thought of it in that way, and it made sense. Ones experiences shaped ones perceptions. If she lived in a loving home, then she would find no need to escape it. If her friends were in similar circumstances, then there would be no reason to consider marriage as an escape. But rather, entrapment. Had his first wife not been so eager to leave her household, then he most likely would not have married her. Marriage to her, had been freedom. "Ownership tends to foster entitlement," he stated. "Which no one would fault the other on." Though she politely excused her behavior and took responsibility for it, he knew full well that whomever owned the space, were entitled to it. Although perhaps, he himself was basing it on his own experience. and not everyone thought in this way . . . clearly.
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She then spoke of playing the part helping her family. That was something else that Rueben could somewhat understanding. Playing the part. Though, his motivations were different. "I am certain, you are not the only one," he stated. "For everyone here, plays a part." The words holding extra irony for her own family considering the circumstances that familarized himself with her father. Everyone here may smile, and act polite . . . but behind each friendly expression, was the truth of who they really were. Which were not always consistent with how they portrayed themselves in society.
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The simple one worded response to his question, continued with explanation as she listed different ways of how she believed happiness could be attainable for her. Rueben was learning that many women were not entirely certain of what they wanted from life, or what kind of person they wished to be with. Some eager to marry, some not. Some wishing to remain with family, some not. It certainly added complications to his own incentives of being among the ton this season. "Does your family desire the same for you?" A question meant to learn more of her family dynamics. This was certainly a rather, organic way to learn more about one of his associates. And so easy too.
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She then asked the question to him in return, questioning what he wanted from life. There was no adequate answer that he could give her, not one that he desired to give. He was not one to delve into his own emotional thought processes or deep seated desires from this world. Though he knew that it would always be centered around his daughter and those he held dear. "What else, but happiness, do people desire from life?" His question was not entirely rhetorically, and nor did he answer it directly. He opened it up for discussion to learn more about her mindsets. Yes. This was indeed turning out to be a rather informative session with the Davenport family indeed -- or at least, one of them.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 19, 2021 23:51:40 GMT
never make DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. Hamilton stated that it was an intriguing offer and that he would not make a decision in haste. Then further inquiring as to whether Rueben intended to conduct his own business there. There was no need to lie about such things. For it was not an unreasonable assumption. "If necessary." Slade much rather handle all larger business matters on his own owned property, but having these hubs helped when it came to limiting travel.
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After all, he had his own people to deal with those matters, where it would not always require Rueben himself to make an appearance. "Do not keep me waiting too long for an answer Mister Hamilton," Rueben told him. Business deals had an expiration date for the one making them would not wait indefinitely for an answer. "For offers have an expiration date, as I am certain you well know in this business." Everything, had time constraints. And Rueben would not appreciate it if he would have to come down again because he had not heard from Elijah; Slade loathed to waste his time.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 19, 2021 23:05:01 GMT
 Tag: @phillipaf brick by brick I TAKE DOWN MY ENEMIES Slade kept his eyes on her, uncaring of anyone who may be staring. He would not lose his composure entirely, and he kept his voice leveled rather than raised. Which, while it was uncommon of him to raise his voice, even he knew that if he were to raise his voice to a woman among such a crowd, others would undoubtedly intervene.
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"So I should not stand in front of a painting in an art show?" He rhetorically questioned, his voice holding dry sarcasm to it, indifferent to how it may make her feeling. "A rock," he repeated, taking in her comparison. "What is your name, Miss?" He asked, wanting to know who this woman was that seemed quite brazen with strangers. "For I would like to know who in the ton holds such a strong aversion to using their words above their hands," he added calmly, but a sternness in his tone.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 19, 2021 22:47:17 GMT
 Tag: @phillipaf never make DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. the random number generator selected . . .
18. My muse is been beaten badly and is in bad shape, yours finds mine in this state.
This, was the problem and on going risk of being here, among the ton during the season. During social events, Rueben could not take the security he preferred and was accustomed to. Most of the time, they had to wait outside by his carriage. And during this particular evening, someone had taken advantage. There was a rival group here who was seeking to eliminate him and tonight, they had struck . . . more successfully than their previous attempts, much to Slade's disappointment.
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Having taken him, they took the few moments they would have and did significant damage. Each punch, each kick was felt, but Rueben remained silent, refusing to give his attackers the satisfaction of hearing him in pain. It was a wonder they had not actually kill him. Perhaps this was meant to send message, but whatever the reason, Rueben had woken up to a dark, now vacant alleyway. He could taste blood in his mouth and the throbbing of various parts of him -- chest, leg, and face. He looked around, inwardly cursing at the one thing that would hinder him the most: his cane. Sitting up a bit he braced himself as he worked to lift himself to a stand. His hand was outstretched to gain support from the brick wall beside him and he began to walk. Or attempt to.
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The lack of support from his cane served as a significant hindrance, straining his injured leg and the wounds on the rest of his body certainly did not help. Yet, the only thing he could think of was his daughter, and that if he did not keep moving . . . then she may be left an orphan. He saw a figure in the distance, knowing he would soon be discovered so attempted to decide whether he should keep moving forward, or hide in the darkness until the area was empty of people -- especially at this hour. Thinking of his daughter, he went for the first option . . . slowly staggering his way forward aware that assistance would be required to get him back home. Or until his people would find him. |
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 19, 2021 16:54:54 GMT
 Tag: @edwinasharma1 never make DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. Slade listened as she answered his direct question, saying she did not know what happened, but that a carriage was involved. He looked over her. Dress torn, and she was not wearing any jewelry. Which was uncommon for a woman of her rank. Based on the quality of her dress, it was easily to deduce that she of nobility. And that therefore, any jewelry she wore would have been wearing, was probably stolen. His eyes went back to the vacant space behind her, watching and listening intently for any black carriage that would follow her.
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If she was left alive then it meant that the attackers took care to hide their faces. Or, that they ran out of time and she was a loose end. Rueben did not need to bring in any more criminals that were unauthorized by him or that he lacked knowledge of. Which, caused him to make a mental note to ensure that it was not any of his people who did this. Though, it was curious that someone desperate enough to steal, would do so from a carriage. Quick getaway he supposed.
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Reaching into his pocket for a handkerchief, he took a couple of steps towards her, not getting too close but close enough where he could extend the piece of fabric with his gloved hand, for her to take with ease. "Would you prefer I send word to your family to come retrieve you from here?" Outside his establishment which . . . it would be best if her father came. It was not exactly a place best suited for noblewomen.
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"Or would you rather I arrange a ride for you to return home?" Either options were of course within her capabilities, and he would go with her preference. Not because he was the sort of inconvenience himself at the will of a woman. But because, he would have to go with her comfort level for the very same reason he was helping her now: if he didn't, it would most certainly come back at him from someone in the ton and it was very much avoidable attentions placed upon him. If she picked the former, he would have to remain with her to aid in her safe guarding. If he picked the latter, chances were he would have to escort her home to ensure she reached there safely. Anything to also avoid the involvement of the Bow Street Runners.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 19, 2021 16:31:42 GMT
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DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. While Rueben may have noticed William's discomfort, the way his body shifted and stiffened . . . Evelina most certainly did not. And Slade gave no voice to 'correct' her behavior. He would not change a thing about Evelina and her personality. But it was reinforcement of how he could not trust the ton around such a friendly child. He would rather change her circumstance than tell her to alter her personality and the way she was. Which, was precisely what he had done by keeping her existence . . . unconfirmed. Evelina brightly smiled when the Duke complimented her work, saying she took after her aunts -- whether that was true or not, Rueben had no idea -- but Evelina was beaming with happiness. "Thank you uncle! I am so happy!" She exclaimed excitedly, enjoying the praise and encouraged by it.
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"I can make you more!" Since he liked it so much! "Where are my aunties?" She asked with curiosity, wanting to seem them too, now that William had mentioned them. With that, she gave a kiss on the cheek to her uncle before hopping off his lap and making her way over to her grandmother. "I did not forgeted about you grandmama!" She said, reaching into her pocket and presenting her with a bow. Evelina had tied different colour laces to it, so that it hung down from the bow. A rather . . . creative mess indeed. "You can wears it to the first ball of the season!" Rueben looked at Evelina, as confusion and uncertainty started to fill her features while she stood there. She practically wore her feelings on her face and he knew why. While she wasn't a disobedient child per say, it was clear she did not want to sit on a chair. Rueben gave her the slightest of nods and the confusion vanished and was replaced with a broad smile.
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"Which book did you rip that page out of?" He asked her as she made her way over, wondering which book was massacred for the sake of a gift to William. "I don't know papa, I cannot read!" As if that was the most obvious answer. Rueben smiled and brought her onto his lap as she seated herself comfortably. But she was far from done talking. "Uncle! Your home is very big! Can we play hide and seek? There are SOOOOO many places to hided!" She exclaimed, extending her hands and arms to make her point. "What are you eating uncle?" She asked suddenly, looking at the food on his plate. "You should eat it before it gets cold! And we can eat dessert together!" Yes. She was very clearly excited to be in the company of family indeed and not realizing she was the reason he had not yet eaten.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 19, 2021 3:53:11 GMT
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- What doesn’t kill me better run.
- Brick by brick I take down my enemies.
- Suffering is like anything else. Live with it long enough, you learn to like the taste.
- And that was what destroyed you in the end: the longing for something you could never have.
- You’ve cheated death too many times. Greed may do your bidding, but death serves no man.
- I’m a businessman. No more, no less.
- Hope is dangerous. It clouds your judgement.
- I would come for you. And if I couldn't walk, I'd crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we'd fight our way out together-knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. We never stop fighting.
- Greed bows to me. It is my servant and my lever.
- I love puzzles. Trickery is just my native tongue.
- You can only sharpen a blade so far. In the end, it comes down to the quality of the metal.
- Sometimes, the only way to get justice is to take it for yourself.
- The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true.
- She wouldn’t wish love on anyone. It was the guest you welcomed and then couldn’t be rid of.
- A proper thief is like a proper poison; he leaves no trace.
- Fear is a phoenix. You can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return.
- Better terrible truths than kind lies.
- I have been made to protect you. Only in death will I be kept from this oath.
- No businessman worth his salt bargains for what he can take.
- Never make decisions out of fear. Only out of spite.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 19, 2021 1:55:16 GMT
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“You can only sharpen a blade so far; in the end, it comes down to the quality of the metal.” | [attr="class","textblox05"] [attr="class","galhead"]TOUCH [attr="class","galtext"]Rueben avoids any physical contact with others, always wearing gloves on his hands. This is due to a traumatic experience when he was a boy where he was ambushed by highwaymen. He was knocked unconscious and when he woke, he was at the bottom of a pile of bodies for a significant amount of time until he was found. Ever since then, he has avoided physical, skin to skin contact. The exceptions to this are those that he is extremely close to and emphatically trusts. [break] [attr="class","galhea"]INTIMACY [attr="class","galtext"]Rueben is not very expressive when it comes to intimacy, especially physical intimacy. As stated above, he only engages in it with those he trusts and has developed a strong rapport with. His daughter is the one exception to this as he has no discomfort holding her, kissing her, etc. But he tends to avoid any form of intimacy with those he is not particularly close to. [break] [attr="class","galhea"]ARMOUR [attr="class","galtext"]When Slade was under the pile of bodies, he was stripped of most of his clothing as it was expensive fabric and was undamaged during the attack. Because of this, clothing has become Rueben's armour; a form of protective and security. Removed of it, he feels exposed and vulnerable. For this reason, there are very few that have seen him in any state of undress. He is very private about changing his clothes, and refuses to allow anyone to see him or be around him when doing so. [break] [attr="class","galhea"]VOICE [attr="class","galtext"]Rueben seldom, if ever, raises his voice. He never yells nor shouts. His tone reflects any seriousness whether it is composed or holding upset. When Rueben does become incredibly angered, he goes even more silent than he already is, causing an unnerving, tense and unsettling air around him and others present, fearful of what he may do as a result of this intense anger. While it does not happen frequently, there are indeed specific things that will set him off. [break] [attr="class","galhea"]SAVIOR [attr="class","galtext"]There was an orphan who helped Slade out of his trapped position under the bodies. Slade was indebted to him and the two grew up together. This person is now one of Slade's closest friends and most loyal protectors. I purposely left the gender out because it could be any one of those outlined in my wanteds, but I imagine that they met this way and stayed together ever since. [break] [attr="class","galhea"]DOWRIES [attr="class","galtext"]Because Found Family is so important to Slade, he has secured dowries for any of his misfits siblings who may not have a high one (or even one at all) despite how uncommon/rare doing this may be within society. While he does not draw attention to it, he ensures his close friend(s) are aware of it when the time approaches for them to find a suitable husband. Slade also helps the families financially where needed (i.e if someone requires a physician, if there is an emergency, etc). Note: If any misfits disagree with this or see it differently, let me know! [break] [attr="class","galhea"]MORE COMING! [attr="class","galtext"]----- [break] | [attr="class","minibanner"] [break]
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 18, 2021 22:38:16 GMT
never make
DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. Rueben listened as his brother spoke with determination of the success of the season. And that in previous years, he was not prepared. At least that answered the subject of why he had not found anyone. It was his first season that he was truly willing to settle down. Their mother of course contributed in hope and support for the Duke finding someone . . . of intellect. Rueben couldn't resist the slight smirk that played on his features, in mockery. "Yes. What woman would deny such riches and extravagance." And nothing to do with the man who was responsible for them. Mocking words to hide his expression. Though before Reuben would get scolded for such, he turned to the servant and gave a motion with his head to send for his daughter. Now that Rueben had made the expectations clear, there was no need to prolong his daughter's desire to see her grandmother and uncle.
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It was mere seconds later that a little girl came bounding in full of energy. "Grandmama!" She exclaimed running to her grandmother to give her a hug. Once that was done she ran to the next while exclaiming. "Uncle!" Her voice filled with excitement and joy. She had not seen them in so long and acted as if she knew them so well. Slade just watched her, unsurprised. "Uncle I have made something for you!" She announced, lacking personal boundaries as she climbed into lap, whether he was willing to let her or not. She handed him a folded up piece of paper and began her explanation. "This book was being read to me, and LOOK! We founded the name William in it! And it is your name! So I ripped the page out of the novel and drawed a heart around your name!" She was quite proud of her creativity, beaming with happiness.
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"I also drawed you!" Though it was more a large smiling face over the words of the novel that had his name on the page. She raised one of her tiny hands and put it on his cheek. As much of an aversion Slade had to physical touch, Evelina was the exact opposite. "You must look at it every night so that you will smile, because if you go to sleep with a smile, you will waked up with a smile!" Her own logic. "Do you like it uncle? Do you like it? Do you?!" Looking at him with wide eyes as if her hopes and dreams depended on his next words.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 18, 2021 22:01:32 GMT
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What doesn’t kill me better run
[attr="class","CVContainer2temp5"] Below is a list of Slade's various relationships inclusive of: FAMILY, FRIENDS & LOVERS! These are relationships that are
developed through the board! Anyone listed as UNNAMED means that I have posted a wanted ad for them and you can click it to see it. I wanted to leave the name open for whoever decides to take them to choose! I'm happy to delve into any AU dynamics whether its friends, lovers or anything else! If anyone would like to explore such interactions or dynamics with Slade, canon and/or AU, feel free to reply here or send me a PM =)! [attr="class","CVSubtitletemp5"]
"I have been made to protect you"
[attr="class","CVContainer2atemp5"]  / [attr="class","CVChar1atemp5"] Family [attr="class","CVChar2atemp5"] CANON & AU[attr="class","CVContenttemp5"] Evelina Slade[break]--- daughter • canon [break][break]
Gilberto[break]--- pet • canon [break][break]
Unnamed[break]--- sister • canon [break][break]
Unnamed[break]--- sister • canon [break][break]
Unnamed[break]--- mother • canon [break][break]
William Slade[break]--- brother • canon [break][break]
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"knives drawn, pistols blazing; We never stop fighting"
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Ciaran O'Malley[break]--- misfit • canon [break][break]
Clara Honeyfield[break]--- governess • canon [break][break]
Isabel Mayfield[break]--- misfit • canon [break][break]
James Vaughn[break]--- associate • canon [break][break]
Keya[break]--- misfit • canon [break][break]
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"The heart is an arrow; It demands aim to land true"
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Clara Honeyfield[break]--- intended • canon [break][break]
Elizabeth Davenport[break]--- intended • au [break][break]
Unnamed[break]--- late wife • canon [break][break]
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Trickery is my native tongue
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 18, 2021 3:02:07 GMT
 Tag: @julieta never make DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. Slade could see the clear trauma that Juliet was experiencing from what she now confirmed was indeed a frequent occurrence. While Slade did not like the idea of wedding a woman who's father had such enemies and conducted his business in this manner, he also knew that they would not get through his own people or barriers of his estate. He trusted his staff more than anyone. He locked eyes with her as she looked to him, blue eyes moistened and he could read the sincerity in them when it came to her next words.
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She wanted to wed soon. She wanted to escape her father's home. It sounded all too familiar as he thought of his first wife, and what she had desired. Granted, her personality was far different from Juliet's, but incentive of escaping a household was a commonality between them. Slade remained silent for a moment, before finally responding. "When we are married, there are two things I can assure you of with the utmost certainty," he began to tell her. "The first, is that my personal affairs and business affairs, are kept entirely separate." Something that he did not respect about her father, but something that he was reassuring her of. While she and the ton may not be aware of exactly what his business all entailed, the aim was to give her that understanding that his business associates would be no where near her. Just as they were no where near Evelina.
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"The second, is that you will be securely protected." So that she need not fear any enemies around her, or even her father's to have found her. He would have both her and Evelina well protected. While he could not provide Juliet with that physical comfort that perhaps women in her state so desired, he hoped his words brought her mind to ease. For he meant them, and would not have said them otherwise. "We will wed soon," he added, knowing that was something else she desired. Because after witnessing her with Evelina, and knowing all he did about Juliet . . . he was comfortable in his decision.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 17, 2021 22:40:33 GMT
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Gilberto was found orphaned and abandoned in the middle of the road by Evelina Slade. Gilberto was extremely weak, barley having any life in him. The Slade family took him in and nourished him back to health, with Evelina never leaving his side. From that day on, the two became inseparable. Gilberto The Goato -- as Evelina calls him -- has become a member of the Slade family and shares many qualities with Evelina. He is energetic and active. They are both smaller than the expected size of others their kind and age. Gilberto is also extremely sociable and friendly -- perhaps too friendly -- as he loves meeting new people. He is incredibly affectionate, and enjoys giving kisses -- desired or not -- and like Evelina, very chatty as he bleats with excitement and joy, wagging his stubby little tail when he's over excited.
Being very sociable, he does not do well when he is alone. He constantly craves company, particularly those in the Slade residence. He has a grand appetite, eating whatever he can find. He is well groomed, always getting washed to ensure he does not smell and Gilly loves it! He responds well to his name, and loves to be held, cuddled, pet, and kissed. Though, it is mostly only Evelina who kisses him.
Unable to be left alone during the social season, Gilberto now finds himself in the city, struggling to adjust to the confinements of the house. He must be taken out for long walls, and often gets quite excited at the new surroundings and new people to meet.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 17, 2021 21:02:21 GMT
never make
DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. Rueben listened as his brother pointed out his lack of manners. Yes. The duke was correct. Yet Slade's determination to assert himself in a situation where he was otherwise lesser in authority, had caused him to be stubborn. And uncaring of such things. He was after all, quite used to it. "Does it come as any surprise?" He asked rhetorically, ignoring the look his mother was giving him. He could practically understand it without laying his gaze upon it. That same question of why can we not enjoy a simple meal together. Or perhaps she had already given up on him; the question or hope she held too far gone. Too much a thing from their past.
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Rueben gave a slight half smile at William's response to his question of invitation. Slade knew he would come. Despite it all, he was far too aware that the ton would waste their breath gossiping on why he was absent from his family's event. But his expression straightened when he brought up his future wife stumbling upon Evelina. "I will handle those personal matters when the time arises," he told him. "In the meanwhile, I will not have my daughter be the subject of gossips in the ton. They will think what they like, but I expect no confirmation of such things from anyone." Anyone, meaning them. He side eyed the servant before looking back at William.
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"Anyone in this household." For servants had a tendency to run their tongues as well and Slade knew there would be moments where Evelina may be spending time here with her uncle, aunts and grandmother. "It would be best to focus less on my affairs, and more on the seeking of your wife. Lest this season pass without success." Though he was unsure just how long his brother was looking for a wife, nor did Rueben question such matters. He imagined many women would be rather eager to become duchess of Wellington.
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 17, 2021 20:25:52 GMT
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Evelina Slade
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「 Nickname: Evie, Lina 」[break][break]
「 Age: 4 1/2 」[break][break]
「 FC: Kennedi Clements 」
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APPEARANCE: Evelina is a tiny little girl, shorter than those of her age. She has a light complexion and large, bright blue eyes. Her hair is brown with bangs along her forehead and the rest falling past her shoulders in natural ringlet curls. Her complexion, eyes and hair color are features that cause her to bare a striking resemblance to her father, having taken more of his physical traits than her mother's. She is often clad in dresses and loves wearing pretty things -- even if she is prone to playing outside and dirtying them. She loves bows and accessories, dressing up and having fun whilst doing so.[break][break]
PERSONALITY: Evelina has a very bubbly personality. She is energetic, a ball of enthusiasm and zeal. She always has a smile on her face and enjoys trying to make other people smile too. She is extremely empathetic and tries to cheer others up when she sees they are feeling sad or angry. She is inquisitive and overly honest, often speaking her mind. She has a thirst for knowledge, always wanting to learn more making her a bright, sharp, and intelligent little girl. In contrast to her father, her emotions are very evident on her face and she makes sure others know just how she is feeling. She believes she loves everything and everyone, quite generous, friendly and sociable, not shy to approach a stranger to strike conversation, or say anything that comes to mind. She is creative and innovative, thoroughly enjoying making things using the materials around her. You can often tell when she has been in a room due to the trail of things she leaves behind her. Evelina has a vivid imagination, enjoying telling stories almost as much as she enjoys listening to stories and books. She gets easily attached to things whether it's people, animals, toys, etc. Being the only child in a household of adults, she does know how to get what she wants, and can be a little too clever for her own good.[break][break]
HISTORY: Evelina was born as the sole child of Rueben Slade and his first wife, the daughter of a Duke. She has no memory of her mother, as she had passed away when Evelina was very young. She likes to remember her as a wonderful, kind woman who she loved very much. Evelina spent the next years of her young life growing up in her father's country home. She is protected by his staff and her Governess -- also her caretaker -- who spends a significant amount of time with her. She has a very close relationship with those she is around, especially her father.[break][break]
CIRCUMSTANCE: Because her father is quite overprotective of her, Evelina has lived her life tucked away from the public eye, striving to keep her existence unknown to many. 1813 will be the first time she is in Mayfair, London for the social season and is extremely excited to spend time with her uncle, aunts and grandmother . . . and of course her best friend Gilly. [break][break]
「 hover over the picture on the left to see some quick facts about Evelina 」
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Post by Reuben Slade on Nov 16, 2021 21:25:54 GMT
never make
DECISIONS OUT OF FEAR.
ONLY OUT OF SPITE. In Slade's line of work, he was a leader. He was the one making decisions and giving the orders. But here . . . he was outranked. His brother was a duke and therefore, held higher status than Slade. Not to mention that the younger sibling was under the roof of William's estate where his household staff were loyal to him. Out in the public eye, society held the expectation that Slade would be the dutiful younger brother. But despite all this, Rueben would not let the order go unchallenged; especially when it related to his daughter.
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Slade quickly held out his cane, holding it out to the side as a nonverbal gesture, blocking the servant from pouring the unannounced guest a drink. Serving, as a barrier. Rueben locked eyes with William's as he spoke. "No." His words blunt, strong, unafraid and challenging the duke's authority. Though, spoken with the same expectation as he did those who worked for him, he still held it in the mind that here, it was the duke who reigned. Rueben's single worded refusal was not for the food or drink for himself -- having intended expressing a double negative. The barrier of his cane was meant to deter the food and drink for himself. The outward, verbal rejection was meant for his brother.
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"Not yet." In regards to his daughter. "I will call for her." When it was time remained unspoken, yet silently added. Slade's knowledge of the servants loyalty and obligation to comply with William's orders was why he left Evelina with his own most trusted individuals. Truth be told he did not know whether his daughter would end up bursting in but he would remain strong on his stance to be in control where his Evelina was concerned. Rueben glanced at the servant as he lowered his cane, resting both his hands atop it and now focusing on William's answer to his question. He also casually added that they should host a ball. The event far removed from Slade for he had no intention of participating in its preparations. "Should I expect an invitation?" He asked somewhat rhetorically, laced with dry sarcasm.
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He knew he would have to attend balls and social gatherings. While he did not look forward to it, it was necessary. "I have made no announcement of Evelina's presence." Or existence. Hopefully his brother would be able to assume that. There was good reason for it, so he needed this message to be conveyed to his brother, and mother since she was sitting here. "I would have it remain as such." Meaning, he did not want his family to start talking about his daughter throughout the ton. Or mention anything about her. "And that the others--" Their sisters. "Be made aware of this expectation as well." Because they were not currently present and Slade was unsure when he would actually see them. And if Evelina was indeed to come in shortly, then Rueben wanted this understood before she did.
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