theteacher (theteacher) wrote in toujoursliberer, @ 2008-07-29 22:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | character_development, meredith_fairchild, nc-17, rupert_aveline |
Meredith Fairchild: Going Out
Subject: A boy’s night out.
Who: Meredith Fairchild.
Where: The Bridge Theatre
Warnings: NC-17
Open to: Rupert Aveline, Piper, Robin, any of the others at the theatre.
Meredith always enjoyed meeting with friends but nights out with Rupert Aveline were different from anything else. They had met a while ago now at a trade dinner where both Rupert’s boss at the EITC and Mayor Thaddeus had been in attendance and Rupert had been there in his capacity as secretary, whereas Meredith had been invited simply due to his family’s connections with the army and munitions.
It had been boring as a trade dinner sounded but the two young men had gravitated towards each other as the only people there under forty whose topics of conversation deviated outside of new trade routes opened in East India. But the friendship was not based on more than that one evening’s conversation. A simple reference to the Bridge Theatre had opened up rather uncharted waters.
Meredith already knew his own predispositions ran towards men. At university he had been a member of a small, select society that espoused the values of the Greeks and they’d taken regularly trips to the Bridge Theatre during the days when they preformed bastardised versions of the Greek myths, but since leaving university he’d not spoken to anyone about his desires until Rupert.
Rupert understood. He had felt the same things, had fallen in love with a young man and had been heartbroken.
They had had dinner at a local tavern in one of the private rooms – mutton with a gravy glaze and potatoes followed by a slice of rich pound cake with claret to drink, dawdling over dinner and enjoying a quiet conversation before strolling from dinner down to the Bridge Theatre and taken in the show.
The candles were lit and the boys took their bows, scurrying off stage and Meredith tapped the arm of his chair distractedly, looking across at Rupert.
“What did you think of it? I liked their Ganymede better. I can go elsewhere to see Romeo and Juliet and with a better cast.”