#kc_necropolis

Carola has learned a lot about how mortals act by watching the tv. It seems a window into the human condition, apparently according to these 'soaps' amnesia is all too common, and evil twins abound.

And then there are commercials, most trying to sell her stuff

"Vote for me, and I will bring back traditional family values to our god fearing city" a woman is on the screen, and so is her Robert all dressed in a suit with an older man and another girl who looks a bit like Robert.. if Robert were a girl.

She is sitting upside down on the couch, head hanging down with hair just brushing the floor, and feet up over the back. A moment of admiration, Robert looks pretty good even upside down.

Carola complains out loud to anyone listening, though - "His mother sure does like to go on about nonsense."

The housekeeper speaks, "Well, Miss, it does seem to be what a large part of the population wants. Can I get you anything? " She is nervous. SHe's been nervous for days. Carola talked them into going 'easy' on her but she still looks jittery as if she realizes the Verbecks are.. different. Ethan/Big E makes her nervous for example

And of course, Murmur enjoys appearing out of nowhere and setting her to panic

"Can you get me anything? Can you? Fetch the milk of a pure white cow ere the cream has a chance to turn? Bring me the finest tulips from West Friesland before a single petal droops? Call down the sun from the sky that it will shine warm rays on me alone?"

The woman blinks "I... I can get you milk?" She needs this job.

On the tv Lindsay goes on about how it's time for parents to guide their childrens' education!

"Where are my parents?" A mock pout. "They should be guiding my education! It's about time."

"mrs Verbeck was.. entertaining" A blush and a glass of milk offered

"Oooh. You!" She says, pointing at the housekeeper. What was the vassal's name?

"I like you." A sip of the milk.

Estella, she's from Brazil or was it little Brazil aka Portugal?

"Estella. Esssssss-tella! E-STELL-a. Estellaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Her name is fun to say.

"Miss Carola, are you sure you're well? Your family seems.. stressed"

A head tilt, lounging on the couch without a care in the world. "What is there to be stressed about?"

"I mean, you are talking oddly, nonsense and.... your mother is... "She blances "You all seem to be suffering from a kind of... insanity"

A slow blink, now this sounds worrisome. "My dear Estella. Do you like this job?"

A swallow "yes, yes I do. but... everything is changing and I don't understand. "

"Here, here. Come sit with me." She sits up and pats the couch invitingly.

Estella does , nervous but listening. She's in her early twenties, attractive... and probably Eryssa has noticed that last more than anything

"What you must understand, is that we, our family, we Verbecks, are rich. We are loaded, wealthy, affluent, prosperous, and even, one might say, well to do."

A nod

"With great money comes great eccentricity." Tapping her head in explanation. "We needn't spend time worrying on the simple things that others worry about - who shall clean the home, wash the dishes? Running to and fro from job to job like mice in a wheel, tsk, it is very sad."

"Alas, all this extra time, breeds complacency, and we simply must fill our time SOMEHOW? Ergo, we live! We are not bound by the strictures of common society, we who are on the upper crust may dance like angels on the head of a pin."

"But, you've been rich for awhile, " Estella says "Why are you acting like this way NOW?"

That IS a good question. Carola considers it.

"...drugs?"

"oh" She looks worried "That can be dangerous, miss"

"Not the bad kind, mind you, purely recreational! We shan't hurt anyone, no, no, never. But to fill the days, perhaps, a wee bit of green, nip for the cat, for some it calms, for some it energizes, lace it just so and the stars shall dance."

To Estella, with a somber expression. "Surely you would not gossip about your employers, no?"

"Not if you wish to keep this job. And I do so want you to stay. Why, I think we could be friends."

"Oh no I wouldn't tell" She assures "It's just, what about your athletic career? "

A smile to Estella, delighted by this show of solidarity and integrity. "Is that... important?"

It seems an honest question!

"Well, like your aunt, you're good at it, and your family gets al ot of money from sports deals." A thought "Do you not enjoy athletics?"

"I do not know any more. It seems like a lot of work, all these trainings and classes and the DIET?" a pout

"It is a lot of work, but it has benefits no?"

"Like what? Brandi has done tennis all her life, and she doesn't seem all the more happier than I."

"More money of your own, not just your parents, eventually. You want to rely on them all your life?"

"Oh, can I?"

"Not having to work or do anything unpleasant, just spending the day as I please..." She has a dreamy smile.

"And doing what they say when your'e older than I am now" she reminds

Oh, THAT makes her smile turn sour.

She shrugs

"Fooey." She swings her feet to the floor. "I suppose tennis isn't that bad, compared to other jobs. And it does keep my tail trim."

Certainly better than Butterball in the window

Eryssa comes out "Ah, Estella dear," She admits "How are you at cleaning out pools?"

"Pools are supposed to be cleaned by fit young men without shirts on. It is known."

"Oh yes, we have one who comes by don't we? What was his name?" The satyress ponders

Carola looks to Estrella to fill in the gap.

"Gustov" The maid looks cautious "You don't remember him?"

"Oh... oh yes" A purr..hey, that's a copyright violation! From the satyress "Yes, call him, won't you dear?" To the maid