I'll try not to destroy you, baby, even though we both know I can

[austenianhorror.livejournal.com]

*Overhead a wire mesh encloses a distinctly forest-like garden. Quaint mossy cobblestones guide visitors around the enclosure - an exhibit of magical flora the world over, flocks of Cucuio hovering overhead like overgrown fireflies. A pleasant autumn chill has begun to bite into the air, only dimly apparent beyond the conjured humidity. Indeed, the heat is enough for Victoria to remove her cloak - as she begins to sling it off, she shoots Regulus an expectant stare. His assistance entirely unneeded and yet the only gentlemanly thing to do.*

Comments

[austenianhorror.livejournal.com]

I firmly believe sound, rational action can prevent such a fate. Our future children will not bear such a heavy burden of worry.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

*Regulus makes the most horrified of faces and briefly ponders which would be more awful: this, or diving into a bed of fanged geraniums and being slowly devoured.*

[austenianhorror.livejournal.com]

Is there a problem, Mr. Black?

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

No.

[austenianhorror.livejournal.com]

You look quite disagreeable.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

I...

Just was remembering something. It's nothing, do go on.

[austenianhorror.livejournal.com]

Anything so upsetting naturally must make excellent conversation.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

No it's-

*He stumbles over his words, privately inventing some thought he could have been having that isn't as dooming as anything concerning children.*

-Nothing that belongs in conversation with a woman. It's business.

[austenianhorror.livejournal.com]

*Victoria's interest is piqued, this concerns her, after all.*

A financial matter?

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

No, certainly not. More - sensitive than that.