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[treadingdawn]

I am almost sorry to see them take their leave. They were quite the challenge, but also quite the mess. Twenty-three is still a good number.

Eden, I will be by shortly.

Zach, I am glad you enjoyed the drinks. My glass?

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[Okay Caspian laughs at the look on Zach's face.]

It is November 22.

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[ The slight pout disappears with a nod of approval, okay that's better!]

August 15, er, so it's a was I guess, well it still is but, you know what I mean.

[ Rubbing the back of his head thoughtfully, he pulls a thoughtful face now.]

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[Have another open stare Zach.]

Did you do anything for it?

[Caspian had almost said "And you didn't tell me?" but he considers maybe he wasn't notified.]

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[ Open stare accepted and returned, Caspian.]

Uh, well, have you heard about a guy named Sylar? Probably, maybe from Claire? Or...Mohinder.

[ And he looks away now, hands folded in front of him to keep from anything stupid like fist clenching, which with him just looks silly anyway.]

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[And his brow furrows at the mere mention of the name but Caspian does his best to hide his concern.]

Yes...

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Well uh, I think everyone's been kind of busy and...he showed up that day, so. I figured we had more important things to worry about, bigger fish to fry or whatever.

[ Glancing over, he feels it's a little better to look at people when you can, but it's a loose look this time to avoid being too intense or, well, take himself too seriously. ]

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[He watches Zach, catching the tell-tale signs of tension and someone who wants to curl his fingers tightly. It's not hard for Caspian to get the idea, however rather than dwell on it, he simply offers:]

I will have to treat you to another bout of drinking to celebrate belatedly. And responsibly, of course.

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[ A half smile is earned. He almost forgot his own birthday, in truth, that day. ]

That sounds good. Uh, not that you have any reason to but, don't mention that to Claire, my birthday I mean.

[ He doesn't want her to feel bad and it's not that important to him, really. It's just kind of nice to have been born at all, for him. ]

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[He mirrors Zach's smile, perhaps a little more fully.]

As you wish, Zach. I won't.

Do not tell the Pevensies of mine? I do not think I could handle what they arranged for Peter.

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[ A nod as he sits up a bit more, stretching a bit before leaning forward, elbows on his knees again. ]

It's a promise. Just between us.

[ Translation: Zach's not old enough to buy you drinks Caspian, but uh, he'll get you something! Exactly what, well he's mulling it over already. ]

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[Now he grins. Of course Zach does know that would be Caspian's seventeenth birthday right? He still operates on the idea that such Earth laws shouldn't have to apply to him here.]

Thank you.

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[ Oh, he knows. But he too doesn't apply Earth rules, even a little to Caspian. ]

My pleasure.

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[Caspian's grin falls back to a smile, but it's pleasant and comfortable like the night air.]

I should go back inside, I have to help Susan.

[With the laundry, because the boys can't possibly expect her to do everything around here. That would get them an arrow in the back. He reaches up to pick the glass off the railing and stand; see it didn't fall.]

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[ Standing, Zach does note that it didn't fall off, and stretches again, because reclining on a porch isn't super comfortable even if the company made him forget as much easily until now. And let's be honest, in some belated geek fashion, he's probably going to think to himself: I hung out with Prince...er....King Caspian. The grin on his face will be as cheesy as possible. But Caspian really, really doesn't need to know that. Ever. ]

I better get back. The ducks might be attacking Mohinder again. Or something.

[And he begins walking down the porch over to his bicycle, hitting the kickstand back up and swinging a leg over. ]

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[If only Zach knew how much he'd silently cheered to himself I'm discussing rebel tactics with High King Peter the Magnificent when they first met... until the entire centaur order gave the Kings and Queens of Old the classical salute denied to him. Sigh.]

I told Claire I would never try to eat them, but such a threat might teach the ducks a little obedience if necessary.

[Caspian is joking. Please don't take that seriously. Claire would kill him. He watches Zach mount the bicycle, himself leaning against the rail for a moment.]

Goodnight, Zach.

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[ Claire would at least punch your lights out, Caspian. Beware of the cheerleader and her mean right hook, also her puppy eyes. Have you gotten the puppy eyes? They're foul play, Zach still believes, firmly. He is also biased because he himself is incapable of proper puppy eyes but that's beside the point. ]

Night, Caspian. Good talking to you.

[ He hops on, pedaling away before he turns a bit and waves with one hand. One day when he's feeling showy, he'll ride with no hands. It's not exactly epic swordsmanship or anything but hey, a table trick? They're worth their salt. ]