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Bastard, thought Bannon as he donned a smile and moved across the pub to seat himself in the only available chair, across from his little sister Livia. She had grown considerably in the time she went to train with the Dreadlord Academy, which he had seen at the family dinner not too long ago, but seeing her again in the uniform she was required to wear now? He was not sure if he was proud or concerned.
"You look surprised." Livia's eyes twinkled with glee at the thought of tricking her brother, but she moved to pour the tea she had ordered. Black, botanical. His preferred tea, which he knew his sister was not one for the bitterness this particular brew brought on the tongue.
"Well, you certainly do not look like Okko, whom I assumed was the Quinnick I was to meet. You know, I would have still come if you had signed your full name." If the Quinnick children had not learned how to sign their name in a similar fashion that one summer.... "Thanks," he said as he accepted his cup of tea. "Just as I should not be surprised only you could order tea in an establishment like this? What? They do not have rose or lemon tea?" He chuckled.
He watched his sister add a little honey and milk to her tea, shrugging at him. "No, and I was not in the mood to ask them to find any." Her smile did not reach her eyes, and that instinctively had him leaning forward.
"Livi..." He said softly, keeping his hands around his steaming cup. She no longer liked having her brother's reach out for her, a softness he knew that was trained out of her at that Academy. "Why did you want to meet?"
"You look surprised." Livia's eyes twinkled with glee at the thought of tricking her brother, but she moved to pour the tea she had ordered. Black, botanical. His preferred tea, which he knew his sister was not one for the bitterness this particular brew brought on the tongue.
"Well, you certainly do not look like Okko, whom I assumed was the Quinnick I was to meet. You know, I would have still come if you had signed your full name." If the Quinnick children had not learned how to sign their name in a similar fashion that one summer.... "Thanks," he said as he accepted his cup of tea. "Just as I should not be surprised only you could order tea in an establishment like this? What? They do not have rose or lemon tea?" He chuckled.
He watched his sister add a little honey and milk to her tea, shrugging at him. "No, and I was not in the mood to ask them to find any." Her smile did not reach her eyes, and that instinctively had him leaning forward.
"Livi..." He said softly, keeping his hands around his steaming cup. She no longer liked having her brother's reach out for her, a softness he knew that was trained out of her at that Academy. "Why did you want to meet?"