rp blog george baron 36 * taurus * istp * inspector inspired by baron von trapp in the sound of music
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george turned at the small infliction, he had been enjoying his first of many coffees that day, probably when he was the calmest after the caffeine set in that is. he raised his brow at the blonde, she reminded him of his 16 year old daughter but at least lisa still had her respect and common decency intact. “the proper response to inconveniencing someone because you were distracted is an apology.” she would’ve gotten a whole speech about her generation had this happened mere minutes before.
Usually, the blonde would push right through. But, after dealing with a crowd of people and attending various conferences throughout the day, she did not have the will to physically inflict anything. That was, purposely. It truly was accidental when she stepped on the back of the individual’s shoe, her eyes engulfed on the screen of her phone. Heather didn’t even waste the energy to look up at the person whose day she probably just ruined. Instead, she growled with a roll of her eyes, “Can you watch where you’re going? Some of us actually have places to be.” Her tone nothing more than thorns.
@musicalstarters
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Internally reminding herself to dig a little deeper into the source of his anger, possibly annoy him to see how far she could push it, Maria nodded emphatically. Not yet, but maybe after a couple months of employment. Yeah, that could prove fun. He seemed so straight laced she wondered if he ever got flustered. She bet it was cute and a little scary…Aw, Jayne. What a good roommate. She wasn’t wrong though, Maria was incredible with children of all ages. And more than capable of handling four children. “Ah well no! No! That’s not at all a problem. I am terribly sorry I was late, normally I would show up fifteen minutes early but I couldn’t find something appropriate in my closet because when you leave your cheating fiance and move to a new country to room with stranger you forget to grab your eh…professional clothing.” sighing, Maria put her head in her hands. There she went rambling and oversharing. “Ich bitte Sie . I’m not sure why your governesses left, but I do promise I won’t do that to your sweet family. And I will be punctual and on call at a second’s notice should you require me. I teach music lessons so I can technically make my own schedule quite easily.” A charming smile beamed as she looked over at him. “I will say though, my qualifications span past just a teaching background. I also know Russian and German, am classically trained in piano and violin. I play guitar too but that’s just a hobby. And you’ll see on my resume I’m First Aid certified. Your children will be in the most capable of hands, and I swear I will not be late again, Mr. Baron…” Maria handed over the resume and sat there wide eyed and hopeful. “I truly would love this opportunity.”
George nodded at her over sharing not sure if she was quirky or slightly unstable. “I hope you won’t be that candid around the children, they don’t need to know about your romantic failings or anything else in your personal life.” his brows furrowed as he looked at her slightly condescending in nature. “I hope not, they can be quite the handful when managed poorly.” it was the understatement of the year but he needed a nanny asap. “that won’t be necessary, Lisa has tennis and cheerleading, Bridget has softball and robotics, Kurt has soccer and martial arts, and Grace has ballet and revolving play dates. These extra curriculars are set in stone and their studies take precedent so there will no time for your music lessons i’m afraid.” he accepted the outstretched paper his eyes barely grazing over it “how are your kitchen skills?” he inquired with a polite smile, probably the first since she entered.
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Maria didn’t really have much nice clothing to wear, especially because she was about three inches taller than Jayne and two sizes bigger. God that would have made things easier.Her roommate was so petite. Grumbling to herself she finished getting dressed, not really happy about the outcome. A cute but loose fitting sundress was the best she could do. She was nervous. Not only was George Baron a slighlty uptight American, he was also pretty objectively handsome. Though, those were unprofessional thoughts. “I guess this is the best I can do…”Shrugging, she grabbed her purse and resume and walked next door. Knocking, the rugged father of five let her in. “Ah, thank you. How’s your day going?” she smiled, following him past the foyer.Shifting nervously in the leather seat he’d had her sit in, she took a few deep breaths. “So uh, Mr. Baron, I’m excited and so thankful you asked me for this interview. Your children seem lovely from what I can see.” Ass kissing ass kissing, get to the real question Maria.. “Um… If it’s not too intrusive, why in the world would you ask me to work for you? I’m not exactly…well…experienced as a part time governess.” a giggle erupting from her lips out of nervousness. “I just…is it convenience? Because I’m not ungratful but I…I don’t seem quite composed enough for you.” as usual foot meet mouth. Her blue eyes widened as she watched his reaction, wincing. @georgebaron
George was technically on lunch break, but even outside his office, work took over his thoughts. He flipped through a small stack of fat files on his kitchen counter as he ate a sandwich absentmindedly. The knock at the door causing him to put both things down, he quickly checked his reflection in the toaster before making his way to the door. He looked down at his watch as she smiled up at him “Good afternoon, you’re two minutes late” he greeted formally before guiding her to the living room as not to waste any more time. George was slightly impressed she came considering she lived just next door and was probably witness to the many nannies that have come and gone in the last few months. But the fact that she was so close made her tardiness more of a concern. When she mentioned the kids his eyes darted to the family picture on the table between them. “I guess that’s a fair question. I’m a single father of four with a full time job, that doesn’t leave much time to tend to their everyday needs which is why I need a governess. Jayne mentioned you had a teaching background and our last governess left without proper notice, so the search is rather urgent.” he explained adjusting in his seat “although promptness is a big part of this job, each child has a detailed weekly schedule and they’re perfectly integrated giving you a strict timetable. If that’s not something you think you can handle, we can just end this interview here.”
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⌞ʾ⁎ ⊰ chris evans, cismale, he/him ⊱ i think i just saw GEORGE BARON walk across trafalgar square, singing to KARMA POLICE ( RADIOHEAD ). you know, the THIRTY SIX year old INSPECTOR? people claim that they are just like BARON VON TRAPP from THE SOUND OF MUSIC. it must be because they are HONORABLE and STUBORN as well… though i could be wrong. all i know for sure is that they live at SANTA FE apartment.⌝
Full name: george james baron
Nickname(s) or alias: baron
Current age: thirty-six
Astrological sign: taurus
MBTI type: istp
Preferred pronouns: he/him
Sexual preference: heterosexual
Languages spoken: english, german
Job: inspector, single father
Hobbies: playing guitar, reading
Personality: george runs a tight ship, he has to as a single father of five. some old acquaintances say he used to be a fun guy but since his wife passed he’s not one to be too friendly. not one for leisure time either, for him or his kids, they have schedules that are close to air tight and if you make him late... well lets say you’re not on his good side. he’s blunt when angered and not afraid to hurt your feelings so apologies in advance :)
HCs: workaholic like 40 hour work week lol more like 50 would be more if he didn’t have kids. his job allows him to leave a somewhat lavish life but he doesn’t want to spoil his kids so that money goes to college funds and extracurricular activities rather than new clothes or toys. a scotch man he allocates a time to enjoy his drink after the kids are asleep in bed. his eldest daughter is 16 then a 12 year old son, then fraternal twins 8 and the baby is 4. they’re all four years apart because every time he came home from a tour his wife got pregnant, he was only really there for the youngest’s baby years because his wife died in childbirth. he’s had a revolving door of nannies since then too (wanted connections) .
#musicalhqs:intro#the more you know#gonna say he's american cause idk how the military works in the uk :)
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