Who: Amycus and Alecto What: Trying to save his own ass When: Sunday night, after this post Where: His room Rating: R (at least) Status: Incomplete
Amycus hadn't left his room since before dinner Saturday. Rabastan had brought some food up at lunch for him but had wisely left the room after dropping it off. After 6 years of sharing the room his friend knew when to leave him be and when to hang around, a quality that he wished Selwyn would develop. He didn't know how they'd managed it, or even who he should thank, but someone had kept Selwyn out of the room and given Amycus some much needed time to figure out a way to make things right with Alecto.
She hadn't said anything to him since they'd left Lucius' room after their meeting. And even before they'd left she'd talked to him only when she absolutely had to. He knew he should have talked to her then, tried to explain things but instead he'd come back to his room and crawled into his bed hoping to shut the world out. He looked up as he heard the door open, ready to tell whoever it was that he was fine and then to piss off if they didn't seem inclined to leave but the words died in his throat when he saw that it was his sister. He stared at her mutely for a minute before sitting up. "What do you want?" he asked his voice coming out harsher than he'd planned.