Always sunny in the rich man's world

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

*Money is certainly not something the Black family is in any danger of running out of - particularly not when the heir of the household rarely makes extravagant expenditures. At least - the heir of the household used to never make extravagant expenditures. However, in the past few weeks, Orion has watched as bank statements have poured in. Watched as hundreds of galleons have trickled out of the vault. Watched this without the slightest trace of alarm and only a trace of suspicious amusement.

It's rare that anything Regulus does would incite Orion's curiosity - in fact it rather seems like his son goes out of his way to prevent inciting anyone's curiosity - yet, presently, the invisibility act has failed, and Orion lies in wait, ready to sort out this new mystery.*

Comments

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

Especially hers.

She's rather opinionated, isn't she?

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

A worthy challenge, I expect.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

Then I'll invite her somewhere, somewhere public.

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

*Orion's expression is almost patronizingly amused. Giving the distinct impression that Regulus' statement was quite unnecessary and socially awkward.*

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

*He suffers from a brief twinge of sour embarrassment, but unnecessary and socially awkward are things he often sees in his father's looks, which make Regulus just become more so even if Orion doesn't appear to be particularly upset by them.*

Because - her grandmother wouldn't appreciate me visiting their home, I don't think.

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

For very good reason. Inviting yourself into their home would be tremendously inappropriate.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't think to. Of course.

*Regulus lies dutifully to his dinner.*

Victoria hasn't slipped my mind, Father, I intend to see her again if she'll allow me to.

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

I'm certain she will. I was told she responded quite favourably to you.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

You don't think that could be more pleasantry than truth, do you?

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

We live in a world of mere pleasantries, Regulus. There's no sense in separating truth from etiquette. Take heart that you didn't offend her sensibilities so severely she would feel the need to be rude.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

Yes sir.

-I wasn't rude.

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

*Orion sizes his meek, shivering shell of a son up with ever amused grey eyes.*

I shouldn't think you were.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

*Regulus turns to his plate, mostly just contemplating it. But, after an extended silence he finds to be rather awkward, he speaks up again.*


Father?

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

*Orion raises his eyebrows.*

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

If - for some reason - Victoria and I weren't to agree with each other...

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

I mean to say, she's quite...

well maintained. But if I were to rather she not be my - wife.


What would you think of that?

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

You know, silence is the last reserve of politeness after it has departed from truth, yet nearly burgeons on rudeness.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

Would you like me to pass you the wine.

[mysonisgay.livejournal.com]

Please.

[spindleform.livejournal.com]

*He places the wine near his father's plate, and, when he looks back at his own, his face falls even further than his usual expression. The remaining food seems to grin up at him announcing he can't politely escapes without eating it. He considers pouring himself some wine as well.*