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Lord Tobias Hurst, Duke of Devon (lord_hurst) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-08-08 21:41:00

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Lord Hurst: A Ball In His Honour
Item: An invitation sent out by Lord Hurst to many of those in the upper portion of society
Who: Lord Hurst on behalf of Sergius Petrov
Warnings: TBA
Open to: All of the nobility, friends of the Hurst family, those being blackmailed by Sergius, plus Constance, Slater, and Harry.

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goldandglitters
2008-08-10 12:16 pm UTC (link)

Sebastian was hardly impressed. He imagined the parties of the upper classes to be much more decedent that this, uncontrolled and wanton. Everyone seemed sadly enough to be on their best behaviour. He spotted some faces he knew from dealings at the bank but he knew there were a lot more names here tonight he could not put faces to whose money had gone through the accounts he’d set up for Sergius.

There were spirits at least and plenty of them. Red wine too though Sebastian never touched a drop if he could help himself, it brought back memories from a childhood best left forgotten.

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godisindetails
2008-08-10 12:35 pm UTC (link)

Reuben had been invited, although he had no idea why. The closest he had ever been to a gathering of this sort was once, at Judge Burnbridge's house, when he had stayed late to help Fabian with his Latin, and by the time he left the Judge's dinner guests were already enjoying pre-dinner drinks. He had left by the servant's door, not wishing to intrude.

Here, now, he felt like an intruder. Without his cassock, he seemed to have no identity, and so he stayed close to the drinks table, topping up his courage, lest he was spoken to.

Spotting Sebastian, however, sapped everything from him; the colour from his face and the breath from his lungs, causing him to choke on his wine. Drawing attention to himself was the last thing he wanted to do, but the coughing fit seemed to be drawing a lot of attention from the guests.

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goldandglitters
2008-08-10 12:40 pm UTC (link)

Sebastian glanced over to see how was making that dreadful noise, and then fought to keep the surprised from his face. He waited a few moments until the man had calmed himself before making his way across the room, not wanting to draw attention to them.

"No wonder this party is so dull." He commented dryly, pulling his handkerchief from a breast pocket and handing it to Rueben. "Clean yourself up."

It felt odd to see him here of all places.

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godisindetails
2008-08-10 01:02 pm UTC (link)

Reuben didn't know what to say, taking the handkerchief and wiping his mouth with it, praying silently that something would happen, something, and Sebastian would go away. "Thank you." He managed, clearing his throat again, trying not to be attracted to the boy again. He had corrupted him, made the boy unclean, a sinner, and day after day he had tortured himself because of that foolish, wicked, uncontrolled lust. But Sebastian could not have done badly for himself, he was dressed well (much better than a parish deacon, at any rate) and was no doubt wealthy or important to be invited here. Reuben was merely invited as a parish representative. "I.... You've been well, Sebastian?"

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goldandglitters
2008-08-10 01:11 pm UTC (link)

"I am doing well, thank you. I have a job at the bank and it pays considerably better than one would expect." Sebastian said slowly, not really sure what he could say. He'd not expected to see Rueben again, ever. He thought he'd left that part of his life behind when he left the orphanage. "What are you doing here? I would have expected you to be at some seaside parish by now, unless you left the Church." Or were thrown out.

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godisindetails
2008-08-10 01:30 pm UTC (link)

"Leave the Church?" Reuben said, in a close to horrified voice. Without the Church, he had nothing, no family, no education, no employment, no faith. Even without his cassock tonight he felt like half a person, a shadow of himself. "No, I haven't left. I work this parish. I'm deacon of the local Church." He explained, slightly embarrassed at his early tone, and now trying to sound casual, as if he belonged here.

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	goldandglitters 2008-08-10 01:37 pm UTC (link)
	"You landed on your feet." Sebastian commented dryly, looking around at Reuben's parishioners. The collection plate must be the richest in London. "It must be nice to come to this from such humble beginnings." “I suppose you must be quite the catch to some of the young ladies here tonight.” He said, tone even. “Or is it young gentlemen you still prefer?” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	godisindetails 2008-08-10 01:45 pm UTC (link)
	Reuben couldn't help but choke again, surprised now by the young man's forwardness. He had not made the boy like this, had he, he had not ruined what had once been such a sweet, beautiful child and made him into... into this? "I don't think this is the best place to discuss the past and old mistakes, Sebastian, I really don't think it's the time nor the place." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	goldandglitters 2008-08-10 01:49 pm UTC (link)
	"I wasn't talking about the past," Sebastian said curtly. "I was simply asking if you were perusing a romance openly, or if it was something clandestine? I think I of all people should be allowed to ask." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	godisindetails 2008-08-10 02:03 pm UTC (link)
	Reuben shook his head, wanting to turn and run away, just as Daniel must have wanted to do when met with the Lions. "I'm not pursuing anything, Sebastian. I have my work and it keeps me very busy." He explains. "I'm sorry about... about what happened, but we were both young then and no harm was ever meant, no harm was ever meant." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	goldandglitters 2008-08-10 02:04 pm UTC (link)
	Sebastian raised an eyebrow, not sure how he felt about Rueben dwelling on that time. True, it was hardly a grand moment for the man he was sure, but there had been a lot worse than Rueben there who’d done a lot worse things. Rueben had just taken affection to far. “I’m sure you didn’t.” He said stiffly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	godisindetails 2008-08-10 02:11 pm UTC (link)
	Reuben nodded, finishing off his glass of wine with much more speed then he was used to. "Good. Good. Best we all forget about it. Misadventures of youth..." He mumbled, refilling his glass. "Did not harm to anyone..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	goldandglitters 2008-08-10 02:17 pm UTC (link)
	"You were hardly a youth in your misadventures." Sebastian reminded him. "I was twelve and you were eighteen. I think far old enough to know better." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lord_hurst 2008-08-16 12:22 pm UTC (link)
	Hurst laughed. Had he not moments before suffered the sharp tongue of Georgina, he might not have been so amused. "Dancing can become very dull, I admit." He said, "Perhaps I could find you a drink, to take your mind off of your dilemma until I can provide you with other entertainment? I would hate for you to think me an ill host." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)