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May 23, 2010 22:39:02 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Flyte on May 23, 2010 22:39:02 GMT -5
"There are brilliant parties in London," said Sebastian, sitting up straight. "I miss them terribly. I'm simply grieving for my social life here in France, you know, not even any of my family accompanied me. Julia had been planning on, but she's been busy doing something that I don't think is nearly as important."
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May 23, 2010 22:40:02 GMT -5
Post by Andrew Blakeney on May 23, 2010 22:40:02 GMT -5
"Julia is one of your sisters?"
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May 23, 2010 22:42:46 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Flyte on May 23, 2010 22:42:46 GMT -5
"Yes. She is 18 and a vampire. We are all like something from a Halloween party, my family. None of us is normal."
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May 23, 2010 22:43:58 GMT -5
Post by Andrew Blakeney on May 23, 2010 22:43:58 GMT -5
"It's better than being dreadfully boring, I suppose." Also, his paternal grandparents were quite literally vampires, but he'd refrain from mentioning that. "I think my family's probably the least interesting in all of France or England."
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May 23, 2010 22:45:52 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Flyte on May 23, 2010 22:45:52 GMT -5
"Bridey's that. He's the corpse out of the arrangement. I already told you that Cordelia is a monster. Mamma is a Serious Person and papa is an adulterer. And I already told you Julia is a vampire. Then there's me. We're a regular haunted house, especially when we're at poor empty Brideshead together."
Despite the light tone and topic there was a great deal of melancholy in the words... on some distant level or other.
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May 23, 2010 22:57:50 GMT -5
Post by Andrew Blakeney on May 23, 2010 22:57:50 GMT -5
He might not have known it, but he could kind of tell, and tried to turn the conversation. "Where else have you traveled? Italy, and here, but where else?"
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May 23, 2010 22:59:09 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Flyte on May 23, 2010 22:59:09 GMT -5
"Not really anywhere. Funds. Besides, I'm not very old."
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May 23, 2010 23:02:09 GMT -5
Post by Andrew Blakeney on May 23, 2010 23:02:09 GMT -5
"Nora and I were supposed to go to Persia, where our other grandparents live, but it fell through. Mother's been to Egypt, though. Nana and Grandfather sponsored a dig and she and Uncle Liam got to go visit." It was clear he thought that this was fascinating.
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May 23, 2010 23:05:50 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Flyte on May 23, 2010 23:05:50 GMT -5
"Oh! Goodness, really? What did they find? Is it in museums yet?"
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May 23, 2010 23:13:17 GMT -5
Post by Andrew Blakeney on May 23, 2010 23:13:17 GMT -5
"They found a minor mummy, and that's in the Egyptian Museum in Cairo, and some of the artefacts are in the British Museum. Nothing of great import. Uncle Liam likes to say that they found the tomb when he tripped over a rock, but I think he's lying."
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May 23, 2010 23:15:45 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Flyte on May 23, 2010 23:15:45 GMT -5
"When I trip over things I just get cuts and ruin my trousers and that is a lot less satisfactory. Rather not satisfactory at all, I would say. I would much rather he be lying because otherwise I've been tripping in the wrong way for years and I don't think I like that. I shouldn't want to relearn it. It would be such a bother, and probably hurt."
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May 23, 2010 23:18:53 GMT -5
Post by Andrew Blakeney on May 23, 2010 23:18:53 GMT -5
"What are you talking about, every time I trip over my feet I make an archaeological discovery," he said seriously.
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May 23, 2010 23:21:25 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Flyte on May 23, 2010 23:21:25 GMT -5
Sebastian stared at him, at first because he did not realize he was joking, and then because he did.
"...it must run in your family, then," he said equally seriously. "Anyway, if that's so then you ought not to think he's lying."
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May 23, 2010 23:25:44 GMT -5
Post by Andrew Blakeney on May 23, 2010 23:25:44 GMT -5
"What are a few scraped knees in the name of human discovery?"
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May 23, 2010 23:27:40 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Flyte on May 23, 2010 23:27:40 GMT -5
Sebastian made a face at having been proved to be the sort of person who does not advance the human race in any way, shape, or form. He ate a raspberry in defeat.
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