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∞ 82: Waiting for the next step [action]

[Now that things have calmed down around the village and the rain from earlier in the week has dried, Albert is getting around to cleaning up his poor garden. Long-wilted white and blue moonflowers and morning glories litter his garden where trellises are propped up next to them, so he's pruning and plucking them out from between the growing flowers.

His horse is hanging around the house today, eating from a bale of hay.

It's a pretty idle scene on a sunny day. At least he's not closed up in his room, reading old books and drinking wine. That can be saved for tomorrow, when the weather's even warmer.]

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Is that so? [He smirks and then... falls back to lay in the grass.] Well. Maybe some other time, then.

[Predictable. Albert just shakes his head, continuing on his maintenance of his garden. He wouldn't be surprised if Caesar manages to fall asleep on his lawn.]

[It's not laziness this time. It's the whole, "He'd actually be more annoyed than appreciative." thing. Caesar knows how you are, Albert. He'll lay there quietly for a moment with his eyes closed, twirling the flower between his fingers before he sits up suddenly.]

Hey. Do you need anything? You know, to drink or something.

[If he's going to make himself comfortable on his brother's grass and steal his brother's food, he should probably offer him some, too, after all.]

[He raises a brow at Caesar's question -- both because he's asking and because he's implying that he's going to grab something from the kitchen.]

...Water. Try not to make a mess. [Raine would probably find the mess earlier than he would.]

I know, I know, and no fires.

[He stands up, then, tucking the flower into the pocket of his jacket and heading into the house. BRB trying not to make a mess of your kitchen, Albert.]

[Albert continues watching Caesar as he walks off and disappears into the house; he doesn't start working again until he hears Caesar's footsteps fading away as he moves further into the house.

He's making himself even more comfortable. He contemplates once again why his brother is doing this, and why he's allowing it.]

[At least it's nothing too weird this time. Caesar decides not to cause any trouble, heading straight to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He gets some water for himself, too, but he drinks it in the kitchen so he doesn't have to take the glass outside with him (you know, in case he does fall asleep in the grass). He returns to the yard a moment later, holding the glass out to Albert.]

Here.

[And this counts as Caesar's good deed for the day. Week. Whatever.]

[Albert sighs as Caesar returns and holds out the glass, looking around briefly before removing his gloves to take the glass. The mark on his left hand is visible for a moment before Albert switches hands for holding the glass and putting his left hand in his pocket.]

Thank you. Nice to know etiquette wasn't completely lost on you.

[Caesar shakes his head.] Let's not jump to conclusions now. [He goes to reclaim his spot in the grass.] Though, I am surprised you let me inside the house without supervision. That's unusual.

Considering you have been in the house without me being around, you might as well have been without supervision. [He takes a drink of water.]

Ah, I thought so, too. [And... laying down again, shutting his eyes.] But if you're not around, there's no point in causing trouble. Uh... Well, sometimes.

Because your primary reason for causing trouble is to see how I react. And you were doing so well at acting your age, Caesar.

Didn't I already tell you? Don't jump to conclusions! [He smirks as he speaks.] My favorite part is when you don't know how to react.

Don't know is quite a way to put it. [And since Caesar is on the ground, it doesn't take much for Albert to step on his foot.]

Edited 2010-06-01 22:17 (UTC)

[...which causes Caesar to sit right up because ow ow ow ow pain.]

H-hey! That was unnecessary, you jerk. Oww.

[And Albert swirls the water in his glass around calmly.] Would you like something for your foot? I'm sure I could find something to cool it down.

A generous offer! Thanks, but no thanks. [He leans over, grabbing his foot. Owww. He mumbles-] Who's not acting their age again?

[His expression doesn't change.] All's fair in love and war.

Well, thanks for the reminder. [Jerrrk. Okay, he's done. He sits back now, vaguely wondering what the lesson in all that was.] I can't even lay in your grass in peace!

[He drinks the rest of his water.] And you can't be expected to be treated like a guest when you imply you are going to make use of my kitchen. So we are even. [Just be glad he's not dropping his now-empty glass in your lap.]

Huh? I never expect that. [He's usually surprised when he gets that sort of treatment.] I offered because you were busy. I was trying to do you a favor.

[It doesn't occur to him that it was a particularly strange thing to do.]

A favor in which you also benefited.

[He will overlook the fact that it is strange. Probably confirming even more that he's a jerk.]

Edited 2010-06-02 01:04 (UTC)

[It's okay. That's what he expects.]

Like you wouldn't have done the same. Besides, if it was such a big deal, why didn't you just say no?

Because I am not one to make a big deal out of trivialities. [And yet he just did. If only you knew how much he amuses himself by getting reactions out of you at his own expense, Caesar.]

[Even at his own expense? Now that's just weird. Caesar has successfully been confused.]

But... you just- [...he really doesn't even know what he's supposed to say. He knows his brother is aware of what he just did.] F-forget it. We're even.