reserved @ scorched & gargleblasted; voice testing.

[statured]

You've really done it this time, haven't you?

( He sighs, then rolls his eyes. )

I suppose I shall go along with it, if I must. Aslan knows what kind of trouble Edmund finds himself in if no one's around to watch him.


( ooc: IT ISN'T COOL TO ENABLE THE EASILY ENABLED 8( )

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A PETER!

[practicality]

Give Ed some credit, Peter. Honestly.

SUSAN!!! c:

[statured]

Yes, I've missed you too.

( MORE EYEROLLING!! Insert plenty of big brother denial that his little brother is capable of taking care of himself!! )

Since when have I ever done that, Su?

[practicality]

Never. Which is the reason why I'm asking you to do so.

[statured]

Maybe I'd do it, since the concern of an elder brother has gotten trite, as it were.

( see below.

his heart, Su, it is Wounded 8[ )

[practicality]

[ ...poor baby peter :( ]

It hasn't gotten trite at all, you know. I mean, we all appreciate it - Ed included. Still, it's just-- [ how does one explain this rationally um. ]

...do you trust us?

[statured]

( because rational and peter totally work together, su. )

Of course, I do!

( with his life, even. but he won't get too dramatic here. )

Have I ever said I didn't?

[just]

The concerned-elder-brother routine has gotten horribly trite over the years, you do realize. ( He's looking up through the fringe of his hair, his mouth twitching into a grin. ) Especially when it's obvious that you're hardly the one doing the watching around here.

[statured]

Because I'm not allowed to be worried, is that it?

( oh, his Authority is being Challenged X(

he does fight down a grin of his own. )

Your faith in me is rather overwhelming, Ed. Earth-shattering, really.

[just]

I've the greatest faith in your ability to stab people with Rhindon's pointy end, Pete. In matters requiring a skill known to us less-magnificent folk as subtlety, however.... ( Now he's grinning outright. Rather shamelessly. )

[statured]

( KASJF WHY IS EVERYONE MAKING FUN OF HIM GOD X(

he scoffs. )

I wasn't aiming for subtle.

( denydenydeny. )

I was merely telling her that you need supervision.

[just]

( Edmund's eyebrows arch. You make it so easy, Peter. ) Cruel of me to burst your bubble, perhaps, but — I don't actually need your supervision to figure out which end of a sword to hold.

[statured]

Color me surprised.

( your sarcasm, it gives him so much warmth, Ed! )

Is it wrong of me to say that I don't want you finding trouble?

[ineuphony]

Edmund?

[statured]

Edmund.

( makes a vague non-gesture. )

My younger brother.

[ineuphony]

...! Oh, your younger brother! I've heard somewhat of you. Edmund talked a lot about his siblings. -- I mean, the Edmund in the place I'm in.

[statured]

( his lips twitch. )

Should I be worried?

[ineuphony]

( she grins and shakes her head. )

Don't worry, so far they're good things.

[statured]

Like getting my face pummeled, perhaps?

i had to chime in

[lionsandsnow]

She's talking nonsense.

It's this space-ship we're on-- it does that to people.

oh wow, throwing me under the bus? i can do that too, sir.

[ineuphony]

What? I am not!

I heard there was a pevensie being teased so I came to check it out alsowhatthehellamIdoing

[deplorably]

[A twitch of fury and then calm and flat as fields of snow and then -

a sweet smile, rosy as a bloom rimed with hoarfrost.]

Oh, yes, my dear. You have proven ever so adept at keeping your little siblings under your wing thus far.

WHY ARE YOU LATE 8|

[statured]

( there is no twitch of fury here. there is only peter gritting his teeth in a way that is worthy of stannis' approval. )

And you would know that most of all.

I TAGGED BEFORE 8AM HANDLE IT

[deplorably]

Would I? [She asks, all innocence. check your dentistry pete don't want you turning out like stannis] All I remember is your watchfulness driving one of them into my arms.

NO NEVER

[statured]

( GOD GET OUT ARRRRGGGHHHH GO BACK AND DIE is all he can think about right now. )

But he's returned to me. You shan't ever touch him again, witch.

THIS WAS YOUR FAULT IN THE FIRST PLACE

[deplorably]

[There is a sharp edge to her sweetness now, ice beneath the powdered sugar.]

And who do we have to thank for that, Peter? Certainly not your valiance, so considerable as it is. [She doesn't want to linger on the subject, though, because Aslan is a butt.]

Are you so certain? After all, it seems your royal siblings are straying from their rightful places, doesn't it? Who are you to say what will become of them when they're so far away from you? [And your Aslan. Bitch.