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[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

So, it is my birthday today...

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[nogodorviolence.livejournal.com]

Does that mean you're having a party? Or will you drown your sorrows about being another year older with booze?

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure yet. I mourn the progressive passing of my youth, certainly. 'Youth is the only thing worth having'. They say that, don't they? One of those wildly famous epigrams? [Douglas says, rolling his gaze over to Percy.]

[nogodorviolence.livejournal.com]

We're all going to die. The how and when are always mysteries that haunt and horrify us.

The best way to forget, sex and mild altering substances.

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

Mmm, I do like the way you think, Percy. Have I ever told you? [Douglas sighs, peering at Shelly under the fringe of his blonde lashes.]

[nogodorviolence.livejournal.com]

Not often enough. I went to the trouble of getting you a gift. [Or he happens to have something with him, either way.] But it's in my car. Walk me there?

[zingsallfops.livejournal.com]

Suppose you want a gift, then.

[He sighs, cracking his neck before reaching into his satchel, taking out possibly one of his favourite works (http://www.glob-won.com/images/red%20egg.jpg).]

Happy Birthday, Malenʹkogo Korolya.

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

[Jaded and petty and brat-like as the young Douglas is, he always anticipates gifts with genuine joy and when something so beautiful and precious is placed in his hands, his expression is one of nearly child-like excitement. He holds the ruby colored egg up in his palm, watching it catch the light and tracing the gold filigree with his lily white fingers. He gives up a gasp of innocent wonder when he discovers the mechanism by which to open it.]

It...it's beautiful. [He says, a little surprised that Peter would just hand it over without ceremony.]

[zingsallfops.livejournal.com]

[The ever awkward jeweller simply blinks in his usual, lazy, cat-like fashion before offering a tiny nod. He's completely shit when it comes to dealing with people; dealing with rubies and sapphires are his forte - dealing with Princes isn't. Still, even as his face remains impassive and bored, there's a tiny sparkle in his eyes that prove he's pleased that Douglas is pleased with it.]

Suits you.

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

[Bosie cradles the trinket in the palms of his hands. He laughs when Peter remarks that it suits him.]

Oh, thank you. [He says, gently closing the egg.] Really, it is a lovely gift, absolutely beautiful. [He smiles.] As ever, your command of metal astounds me. [He says, quite in earnest. He is envious but admiring of anyone who commands an artistic skill he himself does not possess.]

[myelleisbell.livejournal.com]

I know, darling, that's why I got you a present. [she grins. She has a package wrapped up and is holding it behind her back.]

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

[He tries to peer around her, eyes bright and curious.] Oh? What a charming girl you are. You hardly had to do that...

[myelleisbell.livejournal.com]

[she takes a step back]

Don't be so greedy. Don't you want to guess?

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

[He laughs, side-stepping and trying to look behind her, though mostly in the spirit of teasing rather than actual insistence she hand over the gift immediately.]

Oh, I couldn't begin to guess! Ah, is it...a book?

[nogodorviolence.livejournal.com]

Does that mean you're having a party? Or will you drown your sorrows about being another year older with booze?

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure yet. I mourn the progressive passing of my youth, certainly. 'Youth is the only thing worth having'. They say that, don't they? One of those wildly famous epigrams? [Douglas says, rolling his gaze over to Percy.]

[nogodorviolence.livejournal.com]

We're all going to die. The how and when are always mysteries that haunt and horrify us.

The best way to forget, sex and mild altering substances.

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

Mmm, I do like the way you think, Percy. Have I ever told you? [Douglas sighs, peering at Shelly under the fringe of his blonde lashes.]

[zingsallfops.livejournal.com]

Suppose you want a gift, then.

[He sighs, cracking his neck before reaching into his satchel, taking out possibly one of his favourite works (http://www.glob-won.com/images/red%20egg.jpg).]

Happy Birthday, Malenʹkogo Korolya.

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

[Jaded and petty and brat-like as the young Douglas is, he always anticipates gifts with genuine joy and when something so beautiful and precious is placed in his hands, his expression is one of nearly child-like excitement. He holds the ruby colored egg up in his palm, watching it catch the light and tracing the gold filigree with his lily white fingers. He gives up a gasp of innocent wonder when he discovers the mechanism by which to open it.]

It...it's beautiful. [He says, a little surprised that Peter would just hand it over without ceremony.]

[zingsallfops.livejournal.com]

[The ever awkward jeweller simply blinks in his usual, lazy, cat-like fashion before offering a tiny nod. He's completely shit when it comes to dealing with people; dealing with rubies and sapphires are his forte - dealing with Princes isn't. Still, even as his face remains impassive and bored, there's a tiny sparkle in his eyes that prove he's pleased that Douglas is pleased with it.]

Suits you.

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

[Bosie cradles the trinket in the palms of his hands. He laughs when Peter remarks that it suits him.]

Oh, thank you. [He says, gently closing the egg.] Really, it is a lovely gift, absolutely beautiful. [He smiles.] As ever, your command of metal astounds me. [He says, quite in earnest. He is envious but admiring of anyone who commands an artistic skill he himself does not possess.]

[myelleisbell.livejournal.com]

I know, darling, that's why I got you a present. [she grins. She has a package wrapped up and is holding it behind her back.]

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

[He tries to peer around her, eyes bright and curious.] Oh? What a charming girl you are. You hardly had to do that...

[myelleisbell.livejournal.com]

[she takes a step back]

Don't be so greedy. Don't you want to guess?

[nodarlingboy.livejournal.com]

[He laughs, side-stepping and trying to look behind her, though mostly in the spirit of teasing rather than actual insistence she hand over the gift immediately.]

Oh, I couldn't begin to guess! Ah, is it...a book?