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[treadingdawn]

War is completely needless when taking pleasure in the sound of your own voice.


Captain Barbossa, I will be able to continue working on the Black Swann tomorrow.

Kara, I hope that you are doing well. It seems Turkish Delights are infectious.

Pevensies, I brought tea.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[He's not calm, he's confused! It's his dark Telmarine looks that make it difficult to 'read' Caspian. News reports say he has no pupils.]

I thought it best that you should know--

[Pushed. Okay this time he takes her by the wrist, gently of course, but he doesn't want her to retreat completely.]

I am sorry, Susan.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

Best I should know!

[Susan shakes her arm, her hand balls into a fist and takes to making swipes at his head. Hoping to escape if not box sense into him.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Oh that was definitely NOT the right thing to say, and for a brief moment he damns Peter and Toshiko. At the shaking he immediately releases her, only to get clocked in the mouth. It's a nice audible smack, but not her hardest... right?]

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[She steps on his foot as hard as she can. And knocks another against the side of his head. Susan doesn't savor the results. Instead she turns away and dabs her eyes with her sore knuckles starting back to the flat.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Susan please--

[Try to understand. Well that's definitely a lost cause! The foot on his keeps him in place, and he brings his hands up to shield his face. Her fist catches his eye, that's going to leave an ugly bruise. He stumbles aside but quickly regains footing.]

......

[Caspian thinks about calling her back, and doesn't.]