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Perhaps those of you bonded for this occasion will take advantage of your second pair of eyes and keep them on the lookout for a Talking Horse. I have not seen Bree in many days.

Date: 2008-08-13 04:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
[Oh yes, he's there, nursing a glass of wine. This is not a habit of his, really. Seeing the shadow--oh.]

Peter.

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Date: 2008-08-13 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
[Ooh, awkward.]

Caspian. You're drinking?

[He doesn't stand around the doorway for long, he came into the kitchen on a mission. A sandwich would be really nice now.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 04:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
[Wine swirl, sip.] Yes. Why not?

[Sounding more curious than prickly, and he watches Peter forage out the corner of his eyes.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 04:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
[Peter grabs the typical materials needed to make a turkey sandwich. He's turned away from Caspian as he prepares it.]

It's not the best thing to drink at this time of night.

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Date: 2008-08-13 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
And you, I suppose that is something to tide you over till breakfast?

[Even though Peter isn't looking he raises his glass in a good natured "Touché." toast and sips.

Not awkward, no. Not really. Right.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
Hopefully.

[Peter pulls up a seat, before sitting in awkward silence for a while. Either the sandwich is that good, or he's deep in thought.]

Caspian-

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
Yes?

[Answering too quickly maybe.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
About yesterday. I don't know what I was thinking.

[Direct eye contact here. This is srs business.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
What do you mean?

[Seeing this, so he delivers a look in return.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
It wasn't something I would have done normally.

Considering the context, and other things, it shouldn't have happened.

[Context being the problem with Susan, the fact anyone could have walked in, and other things.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
[Ah. He finishes his glass.]

So you regret it?

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
[There's the slightest pause, and frown.]

I don't.

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
[Freezing for a split second, and he watches Peter carefully.]

I won't say anything.

[And then quietly, even if no one's around.]

If you'll come with me tomorrow night.

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
[That kind of throws Peter off.]

Is that a threat?

[He asks more curiously than anything.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
It's not a threat, it's a bribe.

[Quick to defend his word choice.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
[Peter's not falling for it! Have another frown, Caspian.]

Some bribe.

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
I'm not going to say anything, Peter.

[More seriously.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
[huff.]

I can't, Caspian. Not with my family here.

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Date: 2008-08-13 05:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
[The kitchen's bright enough but it may as well be as dark as the How.]

Then it won't be here, Peter.

[Caspian thinks he can do subtlety very well.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 06:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
[This is turning out into a much more of a headache than Peter imagined. The idea of hiding something that big from the others? Not something he likes.]

Fine.

[Peter gets up to throw away the uneaten half of his sandwich.]

I think the rest of this discussion is better left to a later time.

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Date: 2008-08-13 06:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
[Peter knew it wouldn't be simple right? Then again, 30 years of social idiocy, well this 16 year old can't help him there!]

I agree.

[Looking sheepish for a moment for pushing it. Desperate much? He does get up to rinse the glass out though.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 06:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
[Peter's just embarrassed. He puts his plate into the sink in relative silence.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 06:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
I'll be at the glen north of the lake at sunset.

[He mentions ever so casually while drying the glass. It's all he says then he puts the glass away.]

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Date: 2008-08-13 06:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lionrampante.livejournal.com
I heard you.

[Peter's at the kitchen doorway, about to head up.]

Night, Caspian.

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Date: 2008-08-13 06:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com
[Raising his chin to look up a moment from the counter.]

Goodnight, Peter.
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