Clearly! In the second pic, the collar of his coat looks Victorian-appropriate.
Mr. Schetcher is desperate to find a governess (a boy governess, whatever, it's a silly steampunk victorian world) for his youngest pupil, Mr. Iero, who's small and sickly but tends to scare away all his prospective teachers by hiding their belongings and/or making them explode and talking ALL the time. He's so desperate than when one of his acquaintances suggests Mr. Way, he immediately agrees and sends for him without even knowing anything about him (Frank's getting on his nerves and those shoes were new).
Two weeks later a carriage arrives and two figures step down, one wearing a long dark coat, a grey bonnet and round glasses and the other in full Romantic poet attire, tight breeches, long, flowy shirt (black) and uncombed hair.
Brian watches the governess kneel down next to Frank without a word and he's sure that bonnet won't last long by the way Frank's staring at it. He should probably warn them but before he can say anything the other Mr. Way (or maybe the only Mr. Way, if the governess is a woman) grabs his wrist and opens his eyes wider. "Pray, would this magnificent mansion be hunted by any spirits or souls of the dead?"
Brian takes one step away from him but he still has a hold of him "Um, no?" Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to make these people come without knowing them first, Frank's peculiar enough without their help.
He could send them away, Brian thinks, but that wouldn't solve the problem and he's lost one too many porcelain statuettes to Frank's un-channeled energy. He's about to request Mr. Way to leave, politely, when a grinning and surprisingly still Frank comes back holding the governess' hand. "She has sideburns!" The governess lifts a single, bushy eyebrow and stares at him.
It's a stare that makes Brian feel uncomfortable, like the governess is staring into his soul and finding him lacking. It doesn't help that the other Mr Way -- the only Mr Way -- the one that's not the governess, is unable to stand still. In fact he appears quite deranged, his free hand pushed into his hair as he looks at the mansion
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"We don't feel the need to be bound by society's expectations and rules regarding gender," Mr Way, the eldest Mr. Way, says, then " and neither should you." Brian's speechless for a minute before another voice interrupts his thoughts.
"I agree", for some reason, Robert hasn't left the room and is standing behind Frank's chair, still staring at the Ways. There's a longer silence while Ray serves their supper; Brian and Robert are looking at Mr. ... at Gerard, Frank is inspecting the governess' hair and both Ways are thoroughly engrossed with their food.
"You'll be starting lessons in the morning, then?" Because, well, Brian's desperate, Frank looks thrilled and Robert's sporting a whole new facial expression Brian had never known he had. "Yeah!"
"Yes, Mr. Iero." The governess cuts his food primly "Yes, not yeah." "Yes." Frank repeats dutifully and chews his vegetables (with his mouth closed, even!) and yes, they're staying, Brian will make Robert wear a dress if he has to, but they're staying.
He looks like Mikeyway, victorian spinster governess.
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OMG! I can't even deal with that thought!
So are you saying he's wearing a nifty black dress too? *g*
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Mr. Schetcher is desperate to find a governess (a boy governess, whatever, it's a silly steampunk victorian world) for his youngest pupil, Mr. Iero, who's small and sickly but tends to scare away all his prospective teachers by hiding their belongings and/or making them explode and talking ALL the time. He's so desperate than when one of his acquaintances suggests Mr. Way, he immediately agrees and sends for him without even knowing anything about him (Frank's getting on his nerves and those shoes were new).
Two weeks later a carriage arrives and two figures step down, one wearing a long dark coat, a grey bonnet and round glasses and the other in full Romantic poet attire, tight breeches, long, flowy shirt (black) and uncombed hair.
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*chinhands*
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(Where are Bob and Ray in all this? Please tell me Bob's the surly groundskeeper.)
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Apparently Ray is a butler. I don't even know! *hands*
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(I need some MCR icons.)
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Your journal is the most fun, Terri, I swear. ♥
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It's you guys that make it fun ♥
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Brian takes one step away from him but he still has a hold of him "Um, no?" Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to make these people come without knowing them first, Frank's peculiar enough without their help.
He could send them away, Brian thinks, but that wouldn't solve the problem and he's lost one too many porcelain statuettes to Frank's un-channeled energy. He's about to request Mr. Way to leave, politely, when a grinning and surprisingly still Frank comes back holding the governess' hand. "She has sideburns!" The governess lifts a single, bushy eyebrow and stares at him.
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It's a stare that makes Brian feel uncomfortable, like the governess is staring into his soul and finding him lacking. It doesn't help that the other Mr Way -- the only Mr Way -- the one that's not the governess, is unable to stand still. In fact he appears quite deranged, his free hand pushed into his hair as he looks at the mansion ( ... )
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"I agree", for some reason, Robert hasn't left the room and is standing behind Frank's chair, still staring at the Ways. There's a longer silence while Ray serves their supper; Brian and Robert are looking at Mr. ... at Gerard, Frank is inspecting the governess' hair and both Ways are thoroughly engrossed with their food.
"You'll be starting lessons in the morning, then?" Because, well, Brian's desperate, Frank looks thrilled and Robert's sporting a whole new facial expression Brian had never known he had. "Yeah!"
"Yes, Mr. Iero." The governess cuts his food primly "Yes, not yeah."
"Yes." Frank repeats dutifully and chews his vegetables (with his mouth closed, even!) and yes, they're staying, Brian will make Robert wear a dress if he has to, but they're staying.
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