Silvanus: Destro! (He strides in, calling out - where are you you old old man >:c)
Destro: (........)
Silvanus: Are you home?
Silvanus: Hello! (Yoohoo motherfucker.)
Destro: (...........)
Silvanus: Destro, I know you're here. Your horse is outside.
Destro: (destro is considering the merits of 1) not responding and waiting for the idiot to leave and 2) strangling his brother when--)
Destro: (...well fuck.)
Silvanus: Well, there you are. No worse for the wear. Lucky us.
Destro: silvanus.
Destro: (what his tone says: 'what the literal FUCK are you doing here.')
Silvanus: (Was he hoping Destro kicked it, left him whatever...ha. Fortune.)
Silvanus: (MAYBE.)
Destro: out of my office.
Silvanus: (He makes himself at home in the room, strolling through, touching. Things.)
Silvanus: (...Until that.)
Silvanus: That doesn't work on me.
Silvanus: :|
Silvanus: I remember you when you were knees and elbows. (A prod of his finger to Destro's chest. And a little push with that finger.)
Silvanus: Breathing space, Brother Dear.
Destro: (teeth gritting. this. this is why he doesn't permit visitors. this is why he's told his siblings not to FUCKING interfere.)
Destro: ...
Destro: (destro places a hand on that shoulder. would like to shake his idiot brother; settles for a sharp pressure.)
Destro: out.
Destro: go have a seat, silvanus.
Silvanus: (He tsks.) One would think you're not happy to see me.
Destro: 'one' would be perfectly correct.
Destro: have a seat. or would you rather i walk you over? >:C
Silvanus: Our mother would be horrified to hear you speak that way to your baby brother. You know that, right?
Silvanus: (Frankly, she probably wouldn't care.)
Destro: (it's not worth trying NOT to scowl. he feels wrong-footed. has approximately NO footing right now.)
Destro: our mother would be horrified by the wretch her precious child's become.
Silvanus: (But. He turns, throwing up a hand in dismissal.) Fine, fine. Out of the office I go, you moldering old wretch.
Destro: (fuck's name. that's one step, anyway.)
Silvanus: (He stops at the sofa and stares at it blandly.) Interesting choice in decor you've got here.
Silvanus: (He sprawls on it, of course, one arm slung over the back, one foot out, right at hOME.)
Destro: (a thought: it's lucky the boy is out. should be out for a while yet, and destro intends to have this squalling shit out within the quarter hour. >:C)
Destro: ....
Destro: (don't. touch. his stuff. silvanus >:C)
Destro: 'interesting.'
Destro: (he doesn't give a fuck.)
Silvanus: 'Interesting'. 'Tacky'.
Destro: i didn't ask you to be here.
Silvanus: Perhaps I wandered in, mistaking it for a brothel.
Silvanus: (He examines his nails, winding up for something.)
Silvanus: I heard an interesting rumor yesterday.
Destro: (he half-noticed that wind-up, senses something amiss, but he's still prickling at this unexpected arrival)
Silvanus: Where, here, 'interesting' does not mean 'tacky', so much as 'alarming'.
Destro: i expect it’s nothing at all.
Destro: and i suspect i don't have a fuck to offer, silvanus.
Destro: unless you've brought dire news, you've overstayed your welcome.
Destro: you know how to reach me.
Destro: (you absolute shit.)
Silvanus: ...Are you absolutely sure? (He's looking askance, a grin slicing across his mouth.)
Destro: (that grin means nothing good. that grin's nothing to poke at. (what for fuck's sake does silvanus know?))
Destro: have i ever been uncertain about anything?
Destro: you do me no good.
Destro: spare us both the time and waltz your powdered arse back through the door.
Silvanus: (Silvanus eyes his brother malevolently, a brow raised, and settles further into his seat.)
Silvanus: I think you'll want to listen. Why don't you give it a try.
Silvanus: You see, this rumor - this alarming, interesting rumor - bubbled up from a sordid little man who tends bar in a place you've been known to frequent.
Silvanus: Now, you mustn't blame him. I was searching for an acquaintance of mine - a Nord. He's up and vanished. Most peculiar thing.
Silvanus: (does he send people to spy on Destro mAYBE)
Destro: (he doesn't let on that the words stop him cold. (or. he thinks he doesn't let on. but there's a tensing in his shoulders, hard to hide when he's irritated, and when the only observer's known him all his life.) he breathes. cocks his head, expression unmoved. (he's going to need to kill that bartender. never mind the rules. never mind the loose-lipped barman's connections.))
Silvanus: (And Silvanus is watching Destro very, very closely just now, his teeth glinting from behind a curling, amused lip.)
Destro: insipid, both of you.
Destro: i'll have none of your idle gossip, silvanus.
Destro (to his credit, he DID make that sound approximately 10000% dismissive)
Silvanus: 'Insipid', he says. 'Idle gossip'. (He feigns an aghast tone.)
Destro: (blink blink motherfucker.)
Destro: quit wasting my time.
Silvanus: Ten witnesses to your carnage. Do you know how much I had to pay them to shut them up?
Silvanus: You should be thanking me.
Destro: (.........)
Silvanus: ...Or your Puppy should.
Destro: (that's a--)
Destro: (was a. cold shot down his spine.)
Silvanus: (Gotcha you old fuck. >:) )
Destro: (became a moment of blankness, his heart arrested in its beat)
Destro: shut your fUCking mouth.
Silvanus: ...So it's true, then.
Silvanus: (Hello Christmas.)
Silvanus: (You came so early this year.)
Destro: (did he itch to reach for his knife? yes.)
Silvanus: (Silvanus cocks his head, raising his brow at that knife, at the hand moving to the knife.)
Destro: ...
Silvanus: Really, Destro.
Destro: (fuck.)
Silvanus: Your own brother.
Silvanus: What would Delphinia say?
Destro: i expect she'd thank me.
Silvanus: Hm. And her wife?
Destro: it's a wonder we've let you live this long.
Destro: (...goddamnit silvanus)
Destro: (100% got destro gritting his teeth again)
Silvanus: (The peacekeeper. The one who keeps the even keel.)
Silvanus: (His personal aegis. )
Destro: ...
Silvanus: I'm really only curious, you know. About your new...friend.
Destro: ('of course you are. 'curious.' he thinks. doesn't say. he isn't going to encourage talk in that direction, and his confusion clears for a moment, long enough that he can favor silvanus with a withering glare before fading back into... what is he supposed to do, if he can't just kill the fucker.)
Silvanus: (Silvanus is back to inspecting his nails, thinking to himself that he'll really enjoy relating all of this to Madeleine - or Tirzah, or whatever she calls herself these days.)
Destro: (and he can't. or he won't. agreements have been made. and though most vows may be useless, he promised years ago to keep the family standing, if not precisely united.)
Destro: we both know i've the funds to pay off who i like.
Destro: throwing money after nothing is your choice.
Destro: wasteful, i'd say.
Destro: nothing.
Destro: (CUTE, SILVANUS. he's not budging on this >:C)
Silvanus: Destro, the things those dreadful little brigands were saYING.
Silvanus: About my own dear brother.
Destro: strange that you should have been listening to any manner of 'brigand.'
Destro: upstanding as you are.
Destro: i'd warn you against sticking your nose where it doesn't belong. :|
Destro: (says the man who is up in everyone's business :|)
Silvanus: (He pauses, his brow arching again.)
Destro: and if you DO intend to interfere--
Silvanus: Tell me something.
Destro: don't expect commiseration for the coin you've wasted.
Destro: i ought to have it taken out of your inheritance. :/
Destro: (look if he keeps talking he doesn't have to tell u anything!)
Silvanus: (He twitches, and yes, that struck home. So he rebounds harder with -)
Silvanus: The absolute scandal of hearing that my brother - upstanding creature that you are - was having a go with an Altmer a third his age.
Silvanus: Loud enough to shudder the masonry.
Destro: (.....)
Destro: (oh, he doesn't care for that.)
Destro: (for silvanus daring to speak any proximity to enrion, to any knowledge of enrion.)
Destro: (but.)
Destro: (but.)
Silvanus: (Silvanus doesn't touch the fact that Destro has never seemed. Interested. In fucking.)
Silvanus: (Not. Directly.)
Silvanus: Is that what does it for you? Youthful exuberance?
Destro: (he offers a crooked smile.) i suppose i'm not surprised word made its way around.
Silvanus: (D a d d y)
Destro: (....fuck)
Destro: (.....)
Destro: (breathe. don't. let. the self-satisfied shit distract you.)
Silvanus: (Silvanus has, meanwhile, been casting a look around the room, taking in the telltale signs of Another Person Inhabiting This House.)
Destro: is this what passes for news these days?
Destro: (his voice sounds just a little strained at the edges. behind his back, his hand flexes.)
Silvanus: (A snort. It's true, then.)
Destro: look at me, silvanus.
Destro: (not. around. the house. >:C)
Silvanus: (Silvanus notes the mead set out, and the books that are clearly not to Destro's tastes. The Alinor furniture.)
Silvanus: (New additions.)
Silvanus: (That painting is new.)
Silvanus: (The pot, Elsweyr design and cheerfully blue.)
Silvanus: (He settles his attention on Destro.)
Destro: SILVANUS.
Destro: (maybe he didn't intend to. shout. almost shout. raise his voice.)
Silvanus: ...Goodness.
Silvanus: Temper.
Destro: (well. what's done is done. and his hand flexes.)
Destro: you wear at my patience.
Silvanus: ...He's not here, is he.
Silvanus: (He grins.)
Destro: some of us have work to see to--
Destro: (....wh a t.)
Destro: (SILVANUS U SHIT)
Silvanus: Your playmate.
Silvanus: That's what this is.
Silvanus: You're trying to hustle me out of here before I see him.
Destro: (his voice drops low, a growl, a compulsive threat-)
Destro: shut. your fucking. mouth.
Silvanus: Oh but I'd love to have a good look. I hear he's pretty.
Silvanus: (He can't. Shut his mouth.)
Silvanus: (This is too good.)
Destro: (and yes he's moved closer and yes his hand's turned to a fist behind his back, he's thinking of that knife again, he's thinking how easy it'd be to grab the idiot by the collar escort him off the FUCKING property.)
Destro: i've never wanted you here.
Destro: you've never been wanted here.
Destro: and you've brought me nothing but dross.
Silvanus: (Silvanus doesn't tense, exactly. But he knows that look. He knows a blow might come. And one might be given in turn.)
Destro: i suggest you leave, silvanus.
Destro: and don'T return.
betrayal ('daddy, stay')
Destro: (........)
Silvanus: Are you home?
Silvanus: Hello! (Yoohoo motherfucker.)
Destro: (...........)
Silvanus: Destro, I know you're here. Your horse is outside.
Destro: (destro is considering the merits of 1) not responding and waiting for the idiot to leave and 2) strangling his brother when--)
Destro: (...well fuck.)
Silvanus: Well, there you are. No worse for the wear. Lucky us.
Destro: silvanus.
Destro: (what his tone says: 'what the literal FUCK are you doing here.')
Silvanus: (Was he hoping Destro kicked it, left him whatever...ha. Fortune.)
Silvanus: (MAYBE.)
Destro: out of my office.
Silvanus: (He makes himself at home in the room, strolling through, touching. Things.)
Silvanus: (...Until that.)
Silvanus: That doesn't work on me.
Silvanus: :|
Silvanus: I remember you when you were knees and elbows. (A prod of his finger to Destro's chest. And a little push with that finger.)
Silvanus: Breathing space, Brother Dear.
Destro: (teeth gritting. this. this is why he doesn't permit visitors. this is why he's told his siblings not to FUCKING interfere.)
Destro: ...
Destro: (destro places a hand on that shoulder. would like to shake his idiot brother; settles for a sharp pressure.)
Destro: out.
Destro: go have a seat, silvanus.
Silvanus: (He tsks.) One would think you're not happy to see me.
Destro: 'one' would be perfectly correct.
Destro: have a seat. or would you rather i walk you over? >:C
Silvanus: Our mother would be horrified to hear you speak that way to your baby brother. You know that, right?
Silvanus: (Frankly, she probably wouldn't care.)
Destro: (it's not worth trying NOT to scowl. he feels wrong-footed. has approximately NO footing right now.)
Destro: our mother would be horrified by the wretch her precious child's become.
Silvanus: (But. He turns, throwing up a hand in dismissal.) Fine, fine. Out of the office I go, you moldering old wretch.
Destro: (fuck's name. that's one step, anyway.)
Silvanus: (He stops at the sofa and stares at it blandly.) Interesting choice in decor you've got here.
Silvanus: (He sprawls on it, of course, one arm slung over the back, one foot out, right at hOME.)
Destro: (a thought: it's lucky the boy is out. should be out for a while yet, and destro intends to have this squalling shit out within the quarter hour. >:C)
Destro: ....
Destro: (don't. touch. his stuff. silvanus >:C)
Destro: 'interesting.'
Destro: (he doesn't give a fuck.)
Silvanus: 'Interesting'. 'Tacky'.
Destro: i didn't ask you to be here.
Silvanus: Perhaps I wandered in, mistaking it for a brothel.
Silvanus: (He examines his nails, winding up for something.)
Silvanus: I heard an interesting rumor yesterday.
Destro: (he half-noticed that wind-up, senses something amiss, but he's still prickling at this unexpected arrival)
Silvanus: Where, here, 'interesting' does not mean 'tacky', so much as 'alarming'.
Destro: i expect it’s nothing at all.
Destro: and i suspect i don't have a fuck to offer, silvanus.
Destro: unless you've brought dire news, you've overstayed your welcome.
Destro: you know how to reach me.
Destro: (you absolute shit.)
Silvanus: ...Are you absolutely sure? (He's looking askance, a grin slicing across his mouth.)
Destro: (that grin means nothing good. that grin's nothing to poke at. (what for fuck's sake does silvanus know?))
Destro: have i ever been uncertain about anything?
Destro: you do me no good.
Destro: spare us both the time and waltz your powdered arse back through the door.
Silvanus: (Silvanus eyes his brother malevolently, a brow raised, and settles further into his seat.)
Silvanus: I think you'll want to listen. Why don't you give it a try.
Silvanus: You see, this rumor - this alarming, interesting rumor - bubbled up from a sordid little man who tends bar in a place you've been known to frequent.
Silvanus: Now, you mustn't blame him. I was searching for an acquaintance of mine - a Nord. He's up and vanished. Most peculiar thing.
Silvanus: (does he send people to spy on Destro mAYBE)
Destro: (he doesn't let on that the words stop him cold. (or. he thinks he doesn't let on. but there's a tensing in his shoulders, hard to hide when he's irritated, and when the only observer's known him all his life.) he breathes. cocks his head, expression unmoved. (he's going to need to kill that bartender. never mind the rules. never mind the loose-lipped barman's connections.))
Silvanus: (And Silvanus is watching Destro very, very closely just now, his teeth glinting from behind a curling, amused lip.)
Destro: insipid, both of you.
Destro: i'll have none of your idle gossip, silvanus.
Destro (to his credit, he DID make that sound approximately 10000% dismissive)
Silvanus: 'Insipid', he says. 'Idle gossip'. (He feigns an aghast tone.)
Destro: (blink blink motherfucker.)
Destro: quit wasting my time.
Silvanus: Ten witnesses to your carnage. Do you know how much I had to pay them to shut them up?
Silvanus: You should be thanking me.
Destro: (.........)
Silvanus: ...Or your Puppy should.
Destro: (that's a--)
Destro: (was a. cold shot down his spine.)
Silvanus: (Gotcha you old fuck. >:) )
Destro: (became a moment of blankness, his heart arrested in its beat)
Destro: shut your fUCking mouth.
Silvanus: ...So it's true, then.
Silvanus: (Hello Christmas.)
Silvanus: (You came so early this year.)
Destro: (did he itch to reach for his knife? yes.)
Silvanus: (Silvanus cocks his head, raising his brow at that knife, at the hand moving to the knife.)
Destro: ...
Silvanus: Really, Destro.
Destro: (fuck.)
Silvanus: Your own brother.
Silvanus: What would Delphinia say?
Destro: i expect she'd thank me.
Silvanus: Hm. And her wife?
Destro: it's a wonder we've let you live this long.
Destro: (...goddamnit silvanus)
Destro: (100% got destro gritting his teeth again)
Silvanus: (The peacekeeper. The one who keeps the even keel.)
Silvanus: (His personal aegis. )
Destro: ...
Silvanus: I'm really only curious, you know. About your new...friend.
Destro: ('of course you are. 'curious.' he thinks. doesn't say. he isn't going to encourage talk in that direction, and his confusion clears for a moment, long enough that he can favor silvanus with a withering glare before fading back into... what is he supposed to do, if he can't just kill the fucker.)
Silvanus: (Silvanus is back to inspecting his nails, thinking to himself that he'll really enjoy relating all of this to Madeleine - or Tirzah, or whatever she calls herself these days.)
Destro: (and he can't. or he won't. agreements have been made. and though most vows may be useless, he promised years ago to keep the family standing, if not precisely united.)
Destro: we both know i've the funds to pay off who i like.
Destro: throwing money after nothing is your choice.
Destro: wasteful, i'd say.
Silvanus: ...Nothing?
Silvanus: (He looks bemused - farcically so.)
Destro: nothing.
Destro: (CUTE, SILVANUS. he's not budging on this >:C)
Silvanus: Destro, the things those dreadful little brigands were saYING.
Silvanus: About my own dear brother.
Destro: strange that you should have been listening to any manner of 'brigand.'
Destro: upstanding as you are.
Destro: i'd warn you against sticking your nose where it doesn't belong. :|
Destro: (says the man who is up in everyone's business :|)
Silvanus: (He pauses, his brow arching again.)
Destro: and if you DO intend to interfere--
Silvanus: Tell me something.
Destro: don't expect commiseration for the coin you've wasted.
Destro: i ought to have it taken out of your inheritance. :/
Destro: (look if he keeps talking he doesn't have to tell u anything!)
Silvanus: (He twitches, and yes, that struck home. So he rebounds harder with -)
Silvanus: The absolute scandal of hearing that my brother - upstanding creature that you are - was having a go with an Altmer a third his age.
Silvanus: Loud enough to shudder the masonry.
Destro: (.....)
Destro: (oh, he doesn't care for that.)
Destro: (for silvanus daring to speak any proximity to enrion, to any knowledge of enrion.)
Destro: (but.)
Destro: (but.)
Silvanus: (Silvanus doesn't touch the fact that Destro has never seemed. Interested. In fucking.)
Silvanus: (Not. Directly.)
Silvanus: Is that what does it for you? Youthful exuberance?
Destro: (he offers a crooked smile.) i suppose i'm not surprised word made its way around.
Silvanus: (D a d d y)
Destro: (....fuck)
Destro: (.....)
Destro: (breathe. don't. let. the self-satisfied shit distract you.)
Silvanus: (Silvanus has, meanwhile, been casting a look around the room, taking in the telltale signs of Another Person Inhabiting This House.)
Destro: is this what passes for news these days?
Destro: (his voice sounds just a little strained at the edges. behind his back, his hand flexes.)
Silvanus: (A snort. It's true, then.)
Destro: look at me, silvanus.
Destro: (not. around. the house. >:C)
Silvanus: (Silvanus notes the mead set out, and the books that are clearly not to Destro's tastes. The Alinor furniture.)
Silvanus: (New additions.)
Silvanus: (That painting is new.)
Silvanus: (The pot, Elsweyr design and cheerfully blue.)
Silvanus: (He settles his attention on Destro.)
Destro: SILVANUS.
Destro: (maybe he didn't intend to. shout. almost shout. raise his voice.)
Silvanus: ...Goodness.
Silvanus: Temper.
Destro: (well. what's done is done. and his hand flexes.)
Destro: you wear at my patience.
Silvanus: ...He's not here, is he.
Silvanus: (He grins.)
Destro: some of us have work to see to--
Destro: (....wh a t.)
Destro: (SILVANUS U SHIT)
Silvanus: Your playmate.
Silvanus: That's what this is.
Silvanus: You're trying to hustle me out of here before I see him.
Destro: (his voice drops low, a growl, a compulsive threat-)
Destro: shut. your fucking. mouth.
Silvanus: Oh but I'd love to have a good look. I hear he's pretty.
Silvanus: (He can't. Shut his mouth.)
Silvanus: (This is too good.)
Destro: (and yes he's moved closer and yes his hand's turned to a fist behind his back, he's thinking of that knife again, he's thinking how easy it'd be to grab the idiot by the collar escort him off the FUCKING property.)
Destro: i've never wanted you here.
Destro: you've never been wanted here.
Destro: and you've brought me nothing but dross.
Silvanus: (Silvanus doesn't tense, exactly. But he knows that look. He knows a blow might come. And one might be given in turn.)
Destro: i suggest you leave, silvanus.
Destro: and don'T return.