aut viam inveniam aut faciam

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[An expert at childish games, Sebastian is happily hopping over the crates, a bottle of wine in one hand, Aloysius tucked under his other arm. He seems rather delighted with this entire scenario. At one point, he spins around to look at the splashes following him.]

[He observes to Aloysius:]

They are awfully friendly fish. It is a shame they do not sing.

[He hopes over to the last crate before the edge of the water. For a moment, he seems to consider splashing in the water himself before he goes. But then he remembers what he read in books when the fish appeared in Brideshead Castle's fountain, so he just makes the jump right out of the water, landing with more balance than he will be able to manage after that bottle is through with.]

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[suchatourist.livejournal.com]

[Charles and Jeremy are waiting when Sebastian lands, having winced and looked away with every hop Sebastian made. Charles looks over Sebastian's shoulder at the wine. Jeremy is just chilling like a lion.]

Next time, I will gather provisions and you can wait along the shore.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Why? I like it. We could race, next time.

[suchatourist.livejournal.com]

Don't be ridiculous. Someone must keep Jeremy company. Surely you must know that lions cannot swim. [Jeremy just offers a lazy yawn and lays down]

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Charles, don't take advantage of Sebastian's deliberate efforts to avoid learning anything of any practical use.] Aloysius could.

[nudging Jeremy with his foot] We're going back to the forest now, Jeremy. Don't be slow. That would make the walk a terrible bore.

[suchatourist.livejournal.com]

How does Aloysius feel about that eventuality?

[he watches Jeremy stretch out and get up with bored disinterest, before he goes to walk alongside Sebastian.] We will have to return tomorrow. If we are very lucky, the bar might even be surrounded by dry land.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Aloysius and Jeremy are great friends. [Sebastian gives Charles the wine so he can pick up poor Jeremy and scratch his ears.] I should find that rather disappointing. Do you think the maker of the game would like flowers? I must get them a present of some kind.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

I've never heard a fish sing. Do they do it often, desu?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

The ones in the lake do. They used to sing in the fountain but then you couldn't go swimming there so I moved them. They're from another planet. I wonder sometimes what they say.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

What would they have to say? They're just fish, desu.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Whatever fish have to dream about, I suppose, swimming and flying and catching the sun. I think it must be nice to be a fish.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

But they get all wet, desu. It's no fun being wet!

[suchatourist.livejournal.com]

Don't be ridiculous. How do you suppose you might give a gift to an anonymous benefactor. I'm sure if they wished to be acknowledged, they would make it known who they are instead of leaving it there for you to find. A gift would be gauche and very much defeat the purpose.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

What if they just don't want to seem very vain? Modest people are said to exist.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Oh, they don't get wet at all. They have scales, you see, and the scales keep them dry, and only the outside is wet. So they don't mind at all.

[suchatourist.livejournal.com]

Are they? I was certain they had gone out of vogue ages ago. It really would be rather dreadful if they decided to reemerge now.

Oh, but perhaps you are right. This place is quite mad after all.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I am always right, Charles, and I don't care to hear about when I am wrong.

[suchatourist.livejournal.com]

Of course. I have the utmost faith and devotion in your declarations. I take them as nothing less than gospel truth.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Charles, don't make me sound a bore.

[suchatourist.livejournal.com]

Could I ever be capable of doing that?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

Like an umbrella in the rain?

omg i am the backtagging queen lately ;;

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

[Gwen had been watching him jump around, with a look on her face that could be mistaken for annoyance but is most certainly concern. She seems relieved when he finally jumps to, er, 'safety.']

I've seen some odd things, but I don't think I've ever heard of fish singin'.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

You might if you still have any traces of Collins in you. How Aloysius worries about that.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

It must be. So if I were a fish I wouldn't mind being wet at all.

I am pleased to be the queen's loyal servant

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

They're extraterrestrial fish. From Gallifrey. [Not noticing (or choosing not to notice) the concern, Sebastian smiles] How are you? I haven't seen you in a miserably long time.

<3 <3! the pleasure is all mine

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

[The mixture of what he says and his smile makes her smile in return, the concern fading from her voice quickly.]

To be honest, I'd be a bit better if I was able to get home. But I guess there is worst places to be stuck... How are you doin', then?