<b>House Aurelia</b><br/><br/>Lucia watched as the visitor presented his credentials to her father.  It was not at all uncommon for visitors to petition her father, usually looking for money.  This one seemed different though and Lucia's ears perked up as she realized he was a Greek.  A well traveled Greek at that she found both of interest to her.  She smiled at his flattery of her father, she liked the fact that his reputation made him one to be sought out.  She took her father's pause as her signal to take some initiative in the interview which she decided to act upon after a brief pause to be sure she wasn't interrupting her powerful father.  She approached the older man with her well practiced poise, standing straight, shoulders back, enhancing both her bust and her grace being blessed with ample quantities of each.  She watched his face, his eyes especially to see if they wandered.  "Father has promised me a guardian, how will you convince my father I will be safe under your watch?"  She asked him, getting to the crux of the matter quickly even as her eyes danced across his features.  Lucia had always been fascinated with educated and experienced men and while no man could match her father, she found this Greek quite interesting.  While trade bored her somewhat, she knew that it was the source of her family's wealth and therefore power.  She could learn much from this man and more importantly gain more freedom to move about the City and nearby provinces.  As she talked and listened she slowly circled the visitor, sizing him up as if he were a purchase of a sorts.  He was a free man, not a slave, but still he wanted a job, he had a price.  He wasn't unattractive though he appeared to have had a hard life.  Still like many Romans, despite their military and technological dominance of their Eastern neighbors, there was always some sense of awe at their intellectual pedigree.  He could be both teacher and bodyguard, and who knew what else?  "Would you have trouble serving a gir....a woman?"  She was trying to act older than her 18 years but at times her girlish enthusiasm shone through.  Her face blushed slightly at her small slip of tongue but she tried to keep her voice steady then waited for his answers.