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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ the door slides open quietly under his push, greeting him with the sight of the mansion interior bathed in a golden yellow light -- a welcoming atmosphere. smiles, allowing himself to feel mildly impressed that the decorations were not as atrocious or in excess as the (semi-)disastrous party-meeting in their shared past. the first goal of his evening long-since decided, he gives alyssa a kiss to the forehead, brianna a silent look to communicate his intention & a final murmur of departure to his little brothers before he gently detaches himself from them -- but not for long, he hopes, for they are who he wishes to be around the most tonight -- in search of a certain boy-turned-man (mentally, at least).

is rather glad that there seems to be a distinct lack of them running around, making his search very short & effortless. gives anna a small bow & a polite (but well-meant) smile. ]

Good evening.

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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ swirls the drink in his glass while his lips twists in amusement. ]

My lips must remain sealed on such a guarded family secret.

1/2

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

I suppose it'll always be a mystery, then.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

Oh-! That's right!

[ runs off quickly to the other side of the room, right where the large christmas tree still resides. hurries on back, holding out a rectangular-shaped box tastefully wrapped in reds and greens. ]

It's a bit late, but it's better late than never.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow, but accepts the box with a slight inclination of the head in gratitude. ]

Hm? Would this be for my family or myself?

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

For yourself. I have gifts for everyone else, if that's alright.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

You're as generous as I remember.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

To those I care for, yes.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

How did I gain such favour, I wonder?

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ takes a moment to think about his reply, looking off into the groups of people socializing amongst one another. silently decides on one statement to sum up how he feels: ]

Because we are all connected.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ observes him for a moment after hearing that answer before glancing at his family & the growing crowd. takes a sip of his drink. ]

Even before we were conceived, perhaps.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ closes his eyes and relishes in the thought, giving a slight nod of his head. ]

Mm. I think so too.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ watches for a little while longer before drawing out a small envelope from his pocket & offers it. ]

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ blinks in confusion at the offering at first, taking it gingerly. looks up at him, surprised. ]

For me? Really?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

It's hopefully something you can enjoy with your family.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ looks excited at his words. ]

Of course I will! Thank you so much!

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

They also fetch quite a price if you re-sell them. In case it's not to your tastes.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

Oh, no, I never could do that! Besides, you have great taste. I don't think you would choose something that wouldn't be stunning.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ smiles a bit; there is no disagreement here. ]

Perhaps. But it's quite long and involving.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ taps a finger on his chin, thinking out loud. ]

Hmm. Guess that rules out Simon on going, then... what a shame.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ leans back a little. ]

What can he properly enjoy?

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ hums again, going silent for a moment. and then: ]

Lemon tarts.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ raises a hand to his mouth as he chuckles. ]

Nothing else?

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ gives him a pleased but thoughtful look. ]

Food in general, especially sweets. Traveling and seeing new things as well, though he does a lot of that on his own. He doesn't stay still for very long.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ nods upon remembering the little that he's seen of the boy. ]

Ah. That one.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

You know the others?