February 10, 2022 – 6:47 PM
February 13, 1892 - True Hart Music Hall, London
Olixander was not as wholly unfamiliar with
True Hart Music Hall as he was sure his reputation might indicate. He wasn’t as frequent a visitor these days as he might have been in his youth, but he still ran up a hefty tab and had something of a ‘frequent clientele’ cushion to fall back on if he ever needed to cash in any particular requests. Today was a day he finally had one such request and he was hoping the proprietor of the establishment might humor him, just this once.
The former Slytherin had become acquainted with Ms. Rose Hart by pure coincidence once upon a time. He’d run into her on the floor and struck up a friendly conversation about how she’d gotten started and how
marvelous it must be to have such freedoms, all while paying way too much for the drinks he’d consumed. It had been a stag party, if he remembered correctly, but for whom, he wasn’t sure anymore. He’d most certainly tried to flirt with her but she’d made it quite clear that was not her lot in life. Olixander remembered being captivated by her authority (thought it may have just been the drinks clouding his judgement) and he hoped some of that rapport might carry forward today.
Entering the establishment in broad daylight was rather a stark difference to the usually heady veil that nighttime shenanigans provided him these days. Olixander looked around almost like it was the first time and grinned a goofy, blind-sided grin. Now, if he could only find Ms. Hart somewhere around here, he’d be better off for it.
February 10, 2022 – 8:12 PM
Rose Hart — Played by Dante
It had been a busy night, but then it was most nights. Most of the girls were off sleeping or gathering themselves for another evening ahead. Sasha, a pretty pale blonde Russian transplant was practicing a bawdy little tune - not half badly actually. She was a definite improvement on that mad bint Lorna. Where was she by the way? Rose made a mental note to chase her out of whatever corner she was no doubt talking to herself in.
'Mister Blackwood' Rose greeted in her southern drawl, the gin hall owner bedecked in her red satin, a contrast to the scant gowns of the few girls who were mostly sprawled on couches resting. The bar man was the other male in the place who appeared even remotely sober, he was polishing the glasses and restocking the slightly amormentia laced cheaper drinks.
'How can we at the True Hart help you today?' The petite blonde asked.
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February 11, 2022 – 5:39 PM
Last modified: February 12, 2022 – 5:24 AM by Olixander Blackwood.
As Ms. Hart came around towards him, Olixander couldn’t help but be slightly surprised. He hadn’t remembered the notable height difference between them, but then, he’d been mostly seated and much too inebriated to notice much at the time. Charmed, he made the woman a respectful mock-bow and took off his hat.
“Ms. Hart, always a pleasure!” He exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. It
was always a pleasure to see her; usually a physical pleasure, by proxy of one of her girls.
“I actually hoped I might have a word with you, privately. I have a small favor to request.” Olixander laced his fingers behind his back, holding his hat by the brim and fiddling with it a touch. He hoped she would be amenable to his request. There wasn’t much he wasn’t willing to pay for it, if it went that direction.
February 11, 2022 – 9:28 PM
Rose Hart — Played by Dante
'The pleasure is of course mine Mister Blackwood' she smiled warmly, ever the hostess. 'By all means' she gestured towards the door just to the right and behind the bar. One of the girls who was slumped in a chaise beside the door hurridly jumped up to open it. Rose nodded approvingly at the girl.
She led the way into the well appointed parlour and one of the girls followed with a tray that held absinthe, firewhiskey and tea, and awaited instruction on which as to pour. When Mister Blackwood had expressed his preference, and the drinks had been poured, with Rose taking a drink that looked rather like the one Mister Blackwood was taking but wasn't alcoholic - business women needed their wits about them.
'How can we and the ladies of the True Hart help you today Mister Blackwood?' Rose enquired warmly.
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February 12, 2022 – 5:40 AM
Following Ms. Hart to a more dedicated space, Olixander was happy to be seated and accept a firewhisky. He took a sip, albeit a small one, and held the glass carefully against his leg. He knew what the drinks here were good for and, while he never minded it as a patron, he rather hoped to stay somewhat sensible throughout this discussion. Clearing his throat, he nodded at Ms. Hart’s question.
“Yes. Well,” the brunette started, sitting up a little straighter in his seat.
“I have a favor to ask. One that is a bit delicate.” Olixander appraised the woman’s face as he spoke, hoping for some indication as to her interest.
“You see I’ve a need to conceal the identity of a new companion such that she might be able to assist me on a small whim somewhere she really ought not be seen.” He refrained from sharing any intimate details on why, exactly, or who. Olixander might not have the refined sensibility of a woman preserving her own reputation but he certainly knew the gist of what could bring about indisputable ruin.
“I was hoping you might be willing to loan me a touch of one of your girls for a polyjuice.” It was a rather large favor, and evidence of some trust between them for Olixander to openly ask such a potentially damning favor of a woman who was notoriously involved with known … er, almost prostitutes. That was why this plan was so ingenious to begin with, but it still carried some risk he hoped was safe with Ms. Hart.
“I hope it’s understood that, if you are so amenable, whichever girl we chose would need to stay out of sight for the evening, for the protection of my companion.” He continued.
“It wouldn’t do to have her seen in Hogsmeade and in London on the same evening.” Oixander took another minuscule sip of his drink.
“I would happily cover any cost associated with the loss of her performance, of course, at a premium.”
February 14, 2022 – 10:33 PM
Rose Hart — Played by Dante
Rose's face did not betray her emotions - this wasn't the first request she'd ever had like this. Sometimes it was an older gent who wanted to spice things up with his wife or an attempt to mask a lack of sexual attraction - and in an attempt to conceive by turning the other half into someone else. There were strangers things in heaven and on earth than were thought of in the lust English elites.
Why Mister Blackwood would be in that category she couldn't possibly imagine - he wasn't yet married that she knew and a bit of rough was well within the confines of his pocket book.
'Certainly Mister Blackwood' she answered him, pleased that he was well aware of what she would ask of him, it made the discussion of finances a little easier. 'It would indeed be an expensive evening' Rose trilled, 'But I'm sure, as always, the ladies of The True Hart can oblige you' her southern drawl more obvious through the diphthongization of her front pure vowels. Rose stood and crossed to a tall clock that stood against a wall, she wrapped smartly on the door twice and returned to her seat.
'Is it merely beauty you seek, or should your companion have any specific reqiurements?'
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February 18, 2022 – 1:49 AM
Last modified: February 18, 2022 – 1:51 AM by Olixander Blackwood.
Satisfied with the arrangement and pleased that Ms. Hart seemed amenable to him, Olixander settled back in his seat and nodded at her assertion of cost. He knew it would be. He wasn’t quite sure what it was that made him eager to cover the behind of someone he was blackmailing to do his bidding, but it certainly wasn’t heart. He supposedly didn’t have one of those. Perhaps he’d ask her to reimburse him. That seemed fair enough.
Even if Olixander knew he could never.
“I require primarily discretion,” he replied.
“The dullest of your girls might do, one that might forget the whole arrangement altogether. … But no blondes,” he added after a pause. Too close to the real thing. Then, thinking better of it, he wrinkled his nose again.
“And no red-heads.” Too much like his baby cousin Ginny. He shivered at the thought. That left only brunettes like his angel. Well, there was a thought Olixander could happily chew on for awhile.
February 18, 2022 – 10:11 PM
Rose Hart — Played by Dante
She nodded as he explained that he didn't want. He needn't have concerned himself for discretion, Rose had her girls well in hand. They kept Roses secrets, and they certainly knew better than to discuss clients secrets with anyone else - other than Rose that was. Rose knew everything that went on within her halls.
The long clock, that Rose had knocked before, chimed twice even though it was not the hour and nowhere near 2 o'clock. There was a click and the entire front of the clock opened revealing a room beyond, and some girls entered - 4 dark haired beauties, of differeing looks - a girl to suit every taste. The four swanned into the room in garters and corsets, feathers and ruffles decorating their garments. Their hairs were affectedly tousled, they had not begun to work and yet they already had 'come to bed hair'.
The four preened and posed, trying to show themselves to best advantage, they might not know the particulars of the deal worked out by Rose but they knew well enough that it was in their interest to secure the commission. 'Have you a preference Mister Blackwood?' she asked trying to gauge his reaction.
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