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Victorians could hire 'professional mourners' to attend their loved one's funeral. These people would partake in the procession and were not allowed to speak, just look awfully sad! — Rune

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Kristoffer was going to be great at this, because he was great at everything. Also his memory was greater than everyone else's, because he bet no one else had ever lost their virginity somewhere exotic like Morocco. Hell, he bet no one else had even lost their virginity. Inexperienced losers.

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7 Deadly Sins

Complete seven threads, one where your character displays each of the Seven Deadly Sins — Pride, Lust, Sloth, Envy, Weath, Gluttony, and Greed. Each thread should be at least ten posts, with at least three being your own. Character accounts can be combined.


Meeting After Matrimony
May 12th, 1888 — Magdalena's Bakery, London, England

Finnian was probably only one in his family — extended relatives included — who'd been excited about his brother's recent elopement, which probably said more about him than it did his family. What his excitement stemmed from likely spoke even more of his character: Lorcan's new bride was apparently scorching hot, and he could not resist a glance.

After his responsibilities were done with and he was done being distracted, Finnian grabbed the letter from Lorcan that contained his new address and headed from Ireland to London. His first sign of relief was that the bakery (which was apparently called Magdalena's, no doubt after the new bride!) was not hidden on some shady corner, and his second was that the sign out front seemed vibrant and pretty.

He didn't think before heading inside, and was immediately met with the sight of a pretty blonde. She was busying herself with all the work, which some reason suggested that this couldn't possibly be Lorcan's beautiful bride — though this girl was undoubtedly beautiful!

"Hi there," he chirped in greeting, wearing the brightest smile he could muster.

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While finding a burly man to help out in the shop and do the grunge work had been relatively easy, Maggie had been having a much harder job of finding someone to help her man the run end. It had resulting and a rather frazzled and somewhat grumpy baker. She got up ridiculously early to get everything baked and ready for the day so that she could be up front and taking care of the shop from the cashier end of things as much as possible. Of course, she had to work within the back throughout the day so left Mr. Beasley to run things up front if she had to slip into the back. It didn't always work out that smoothly, though, as was seen that very day.

She'd gotten dangerously low on flour and had sent the man to pick up a couple of bags of it for her and had resulted in finishing decorating some fresh pastries for the front case right on the front counter. The normally simple chime of the front door bell had once been a pleasant invitation to Maggie's ears but she was, quite simply, in no mood for it that day. Regardless, when she heard it she glanced up from her work and smiled at the gentleman that had entered. She'd hardly looked at him, however, before looking back to her work. That brief glimpse would have been enough for the man to take note of the flour smeared on her cheek and the less than pretty hairstyle as many pieces had pulled free from its elegant braided knot now hanging loosely at the nape of her neck.

"Welcome to Magdalena's," she all but sang in the most welcoming of tones she could muster, "I'll be with you in just a moment." She stuck out her tongue to the side of her mouth slightly then as she focused on finishing the last of the embellishments on the treats. It took her just a moment but they were finished and her hands were moved to her hips as she flashed a brilliant smile to the man. "Done," she said as she realized he looked oddly familiar but couldn't really figure out why, "What can I do for you?"

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Maybe Finnian had imagined she'd look different, or maybe it was the flour the caked her skin that convinced him that this must have been some employee, but he didn't once consider that this was the new Magdalena Byrne. For all he knew, she was just a pretty face planted here for him — and he was going to capitalize and make a good impression!

"Hello," he repeated, this time his tone less chirpy and more flirty. "The name's Finnian. I wasn't told Magdalena's would have much a pretty face behind the counter." Though he supposed Lorcan wouldn't have any clue as to what his wife's employees would look like now that thought about it.

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Maggie's cheeks were quick to flush a crimson red when the gentleman so blatantly called her pretty. It almost reminded her of someone else in that regard. Matter of fact, there was almost a resemblance between her husband and the gentleman there in her shop but surely that couldn't be. She knew he had family but didn't really know much about them other than the few letters he'd been receiving since they had officially moved into the rooms about the shop. There had been a howler even, one that had startled her quite a deal but Lorcan had laughed it off in the end so surely it couldn't have been something to worry about.

"I'm sure you say that to all the ladies," she rebutted but kept her focus on the pastries she had just finished decorating, "But what's prettiest is the delicious treats you can get here." Ever the business woman. It was what she knew, selling delicious baked goods to those that entered her shop so in a time of uncertainty, it was what she feel back on easily enough.

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