Monday? no thanks...
Apr. 27th, 2009 08:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2For once I do not feel like sleeping through this day. Wow. O.o
Or maybe it's because I have good stuff to accomplish today. I know that always makes for a better Monday. ^____^ So, let's see what Duo is accomplishing.
Monday morning rolled around and I was still kind of stunned that Q had appointed me the Banshee-in-charge-of-finding-homes-for-dispossessed-vampires. (And how the hell many vampires did he expect to be displaced for me to find homes for?!) I wasn’t sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. I just knew I’d better do a good job. Q had allowed Ctik to stay for another week, but after that, out he would have to go.
I hadn’t gotten anywhere on finding him a place, yet; but I’ve only been in charge of the effort for about a day. Of course, there was nothing in the classifieds or online; I couldn’t be that lucky. Besides, how would you list something like that? “House; six bedroom, four bath, country kitchen; suitable for vampire residence.” Yeah; right.
At least money was a not a factor. I’ve gotten better at the monetary stuff, since Heero has been forcing me to think about it. I feel like I’m starting to grasp the magnitude of numbers like “million” and “billion”. I still have to relate them to something else, but even that is getting more automatic.
Anyway, I understand that the almost nine million dollars Ctik currently had in Gringott’s was equivalent to twenty or so of the really spiffy Human houses in the area. Not like he couldn’t afford to buy one of those houses; they just weren’t suitable, being all jammed together like the boxes in the cereal aisle.
He also needed someone else around, as caretaker or housekeeper; someone reliable and trustworthy to deal with the day-to-day stuff while he was sleeping. You couldn’t exactly advertise for someone to work for a vampire – well, you *could*, but you’d get a bunch of those weird Goth twinks who would probably drive the poor vamp crazy.
I thought maybe a roommate would be nice, but there’s the same problem – finding a roommate without opening up a can of Goths.
With all that stumbling around in my head, I was curled up in my papasan chair in my room playing with yarn and hoping for some subconscious inspiration. Inazuma was sprawled out on the floor, reading. We were keeping each other company, since our significant studs were currently off doing whatever.
It was again pouring down rain; it looked like dusk out, even though it was ten in the morning. The whole office had the day off; magical holiday – I don’t remember which one off-hand – and everyone else had taken a long weekend. In spite of that, Heero took off early to meet up with Q wherever he was – something to do with contracts – and Enrique had been summoned by his Clan, so Inazuma was moping about.
Everyone else had been apprised of our – excuse me; *my* new assignment. Reactions ranged from laughter (Tiffany) to cautious congratulations (Trowa). Wufei asked me – seriously, I think – whether I had lost my mind. Heero growled at him for me. Inazuma just shrugged and asked if I wanted company today.
Or maybe it's because I have good stuff to accomplish today. I know that always makes for a better Monday. ^____^ So, let's see what Duo is accomplishing.
Monday morning rolled around and I was still kind of stunned that Q had appointed me the Banshee-in-charge-of-finding-homes-for-dispossessed-vampires. (And how the hell many vampires did he expect to be displaced for me to find homes for?!) I wasn’t sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. I just knew I’d better do a good job. Q had allowed Ctik to stay for another week, but after that, out he would have to go.
I hadn’t gotten anywhere on finding him a place, yet; but I’ve only been in charge of the effort for about a day. Of course, there was nothing in the classifieds or online; I couldn’t be that lucky. Besides, how would you list something like that? “House; six bedroom, four bath, country kitchen; suitable for vampire residence.” Yeah; right.
At least money was a not a factor. I’ve gotten better at the monetary stuff, since Heero has been forcing me to think about it. I feel like I’m starting to grasp the magnitude of numbers like “million” and “billion”. I still have to relate them to something else, but even that is getting more automatic.
Anyway, I understand that the almost nine million dollars Ctik currently had in Gringott’s was equivalent to twenty or so of the really spiffy Human houses in the area. Not like he couldn’t afford to buy one of those houses; they just weren’t suitable, being all jammed together like the boxes in the cereal aisle.
He also needed someone else around, as caretaker or housekeeper; someone reliable and trustworthy to deal with the day-to-day stuff while he was sleeping. You couldn’t exactly advertise for someone to work for a vampire – well, you *could*, but you’d get a bunch of those weird Goth twinks who would probably drive the poor vamp crazy.
I thought maybe a roommate would be nice, but there’s the same problem – finding a roommate without opening up a can of Goths.
With all that stumbling around in my head, I was curled up in my papasan chair in my room playing with yarn and hoping for some subconscious inspiration. Inazuma was sprawled out on the floor, reading. We were keeping each other company, since our significant studs were currently off doing whatever.
It was again pouring down rain; it looked like dusk out, even though it was ten in the morning. The whole office had the day off; magical holiday – I don’t remember which one off-hand – and everyone else had taken a long weekend. In spite of that, Heero took off early to meet up with Q wherever he was – something to do with contracts – and Enrique had been summoned by his Clan, so Inazuma was moping about.
Everyone else had been apprised of our – excuse me; *my* new assignment. Reactions ranged from laughter (Tiffany) to cautious congratulations (Trowa). Wufei asked me – seriously, I think – whether I had lost my mind. Heero growled at him for me. Inazuma just shrugged and asked if I wanted company today.
