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[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian has been playing croquet, but now he looks almost thoughtful as he sits down on a desk on the Plane and swings his feet back and forth]

I don't like to ask questions without a specific audience, as soliloquies seem so lonely and monologues are simply a bore, but I was wondering if singing fish can live in lakes or if they must have fountains as their habitats? I have never had a singing fish before, so I do not know myself, except that honey helps them when they get sick. They sing very prettily.

[he twines a thread from Aloysius's scarf around his finger]

Aloysius might try to eat them, so it's important they move somewhere safer.

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[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Grateful? For another school? I finished all of my schooling centuries ago. Didn't it ever occur to you there might be other things my world might have received? A fish for a fish, perhaps? An equal exchange seems fair. And it's not like I'm to blame for this sort of thing happening anyway. It's this place.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Why are you following me, Straxus?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

I did something to offend you. [what exactly? hell if he knows.] I...[gently] I wanted to apologise.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian finally turns around - this at the entrance to the bar, so that's one step short of a bad road for Sebastian] I didn't think you were the sort to bother.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[months ago, he wouldn't have.] I'm not...whatever 'that sort' may be. I am me.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian looks down at his teddy bear] I'm unaccountably thirsty. There are probably some strawberry wines still.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Have you ever had a strawberry daiquiri? I've recently learnt how to make them, but I could use the practice.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I've heard of them. I've never tried one.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Would you care to?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[he hesitates, then nods] If you like.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he motions to the door to the bar] Then after you. [tries on a smile to encourage the young man.]

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian looks at him curiously as he walks in, but he steps inside regardless, surveying the bar in detail in a rare bout of quietude.]

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he sets about preparing the daiquiri!] Would...[thinks about the bear's name, but lord he feels silly even saying it]...Aloysius care for anything?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

It's kind of you, but no. [he almost says something else, but he holds the bear to him instead]

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[shrugs and sets about making that daiquiri! it takes him a couple minutes, but soon enough, he's poured it out into two glasses and sets on down in front of Sebastian] Let me know how you like it. I can always add a bit more rum if you'd like.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I could always do with more rum. [Sebastian throws back the drink without hesitation, nodding to himself as he sets it down] Not half bad, Straxus. You should become a bartender.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Not in this life. Perhaps I'll keep that in mind for the next. [sets the bottle of rum down on the counter, taking Sebastian's words literally] Would you care for a bit more then?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian is hardly going to protest this; he smiles] I should hardly protest if you were to.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[and he starts pouring some more in!] Tell me when.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian allows Straxus to pour for some time] I suppose that's enough.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[and he stops, slowly setting the bottle down on the bar] Sebastian, I don't profess to have the best understanding of humans; often, I find the vast majority of them confusing and very difficult to talk to or understand at all.

But not you. I believe that may be why your fountain now has singing fish in residence.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[considering this for a moment] So... there are singing fish in my fountain because I'm not mysterious enough.

It's some consolation. Though I'd hoped I was always mysterious, so I'll have to put more effort into it. That's a very indirect way to say you're fond of me, you realise.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he might've just realised that, yes] Ah...yes. You do have an air of mystery about yourself, however. [like why anyone his age carries a stuffed bear around and presumes it can eat fish of any variety]

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I like to think so. And I like you too! Why do you worry so much about things? Oh, I forgot the name. Where is it you're from? Somewhere that sounds Irish, I recall.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Gallifrey. And I do not worry about things all the time. [frowns]