Tweedle Dave and Tweedle Rush

[pez]

I hardly ever walk into a Wallis because they don't seem to have the style of things I like, but holyDave! That embroidered coat! Those velvet trousers! The black leather jeans! *_________* Must go take a look. Too bad I can't go shopping this lunch time. Tomorrow?

Last night was spent tweeding TLR. I love pasting heads. XD Now I got a tweed kick as well. It's all your SO's coworkers' fault, storme. XD

Comments

[storme]

I hope you are writing this fic. :)

(Yes, very very distracted, damn you. I want to know how knocking the ball over leads to them becoming friends!)

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

I'd love to write it. Once I get a proper plot~

(Oh, I don't know. Maybe Rush already worked for some posh twat somewhere but couldn't stand the guy, so he was seeking alternative employment and somehow ended up at the Nassau's? At the job interview Rush saw Torgal and is like, I REMEMBER YOU. YOU'RE THAT D< GUY. And Torgal might actually be quite apologetic because they were all in London for "work" (Dave's main home might be in Surrey?) and it was Dave's suggestion that they went out and relaxed somewhere and Torgal was worried and high-strung about being outdoors. Rush's background being very basic and clean, he got the well-paid job of doing more personal stuff for Dave such as polishing his shoes before he left the house...)

(Why, yes, I'm very good at making things up as I type. XDDDD)

[storme]

It sounds like if you keep typing, you will have a plot!

Rush as valet? Hmmmm. I can see that. As long as Dave doesn't spring the whole corset deal on him.

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

The plot will be very cheesy!

Rush probably notice specks of blood on the stitchings on Dave's shoes. At first he doesn't think much of it, but it's always after those business trips that he spots them, and why doesn't he get to go with Dave anyway? Doesn't Dave need his valet while away from home? Rush, pouting, ponders on this.

[storme]

*is suddenly fretting for Dave*

You didn't need to do any actual work today, did you? You can write this. ;)

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

:D

Probably Dave's previous valet was killed by Torgal after realising he was an informant. Torgal said he could do the job but Dave said Torgal's already sort of a butler and also helping Dave with his /work/, so they should employ a new valet instead. Besides, Torgal is always so grim and >(, Dave laughs at him and says he wants somebody who's more talkative.

I wonder how Rush finds out about the last valet. But he should find out. And get a bit scared. Mmmmm maybe he's starting to have suspicions about the whole household and then he overhears a conversation about Torgal saying he isn't entirely sure about Rush and Dave laughs and says no, you aren't killing this one too. He's fine; I trust him.

But I'm writing this in my head already!

[storme]

Oooooooh.

Poor terrified Rush.

(yeah, so, distracted through three whole meetings. good work!)

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

Maybe Rush doesn't entirely believes what he hears, but he does think about his options: stay, or run for it. But Irina's probably also working in the household and he's got to think about her. And maybe at his previous work place, his dad John used to be the valet of the previous master, who then died and the younger prat became the master. And then John died and Rush took over, having also served the household almost all his life anyway. The Sykes probably earned a bit of reputation that way with their dedication to service, which was part of the reason why Rush found new work so easily. But that also means it's harder for him to run for it. >>

And so Rush is all, okay running isn't an option. FOR IRINA'S SAKE I'LL JUST STAY QUIET.

But of course curiosity means he starts poking into things and asks if Dave REALLY doesn't want him to come along on the next trip... eventually Dave arches a pretty eyebrow and he starts wondering about things too, maybe Rush has noticed that he stares at him for a bit too long all the time... but Rush serves him as a valet, he doesn't need Rush to provide any extra service just because he's the master and Rush is worried about his job and his sister. Dave really doesn't like taking advantage. It doesn't seem like Rush is truly interested in him anyway, look at the way he fidgets when he asks the question. He's so uncomfortable. No, no. Dave wouldn't do this to him.

(Hey, at least that sounds like they're short meetings! And I do try my best. *bows*)

[storme]

Does Dave not notice Rush staring at *him* a little too long too?

See, this is an *awesome* day: I get regular fic updates direct to my inbox. :P

(They are short meetings, but irritating. Sigh. Being distracted is all for the best to keep me sane, I think.)

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

He probably does. But Rush's staring are not of longing or desire, but more of worry and fright and uncertainty, maybe. So maybe one day David calls for him, thinking they should talk things through so that Rush wouldn't need to worry about being molested or anything, and Rush goes into the room, sees Dave all serious and thinks, "this is it, he's gonna kill me," and the first thing he blurts out is "fine, but please let my sister go. Make this look like an accident or something, okay?" and Dave's like, "excuse me????"

And then, it's just the matter of getting Rush to like Dave as well. How should that be done, that is the question...

I'm afraid this will be the last fic update for a while as I'm being dragged away to the CEO presentation. T_T But at least there'll be free food.

(I'm glad to be of service.)

[storme]

Aw, poor confuzzled Rush.

Maybe he should find out some of what Dave's business trips actually involve?

That's alright, I got dragged away to lunch. And then into another meeting where I had to actually focus. :)

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

He totally should... but if I'm going to write this, maybe I need to spend more time thinking about it and not spoil you. >D

(The presentation went on until 4pm. I'm now mentally dead, even though I spent half of the time thinking about tweed!Dave.)

[storme]

Yes, you *should* write this! I will attempt to be good and not poke for further details. :P

(I had meetings all afternoon, but most of them were nice upbeat back-patting ones where I could drift off into pleasant daydreams without anyone getting too annoyed. A fine afternoon, I feel.)

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

:DDDD

For tomorrow, let's say noon at Spitalfields Wagamama? (well, just after noon, since trains arrive at Liverpool Street at 11:54.) That sounds okay?

[storme]

*looks up a map*

That sounds good to me! It occurs to me that you probably have not much of an idea of what I look like, so look for the girl with purple hair. :)

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

Awesome~ you know what I look like, I guess. But if in doubt, it's the blonde Asian girl!

[storme]

Huzzah! I figure we stand a reasonable chance of spotting each other, all things considered. :)