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Mar. 7th, 2014
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allaloneinthemoonlightWho: Seamus O'Reilly and Luka Delaney
What: "There's just too much that time cannot erase."
Where: Carlise Estate
When: A couple of days after Luka talks to Austin
Music was where Seamus escaped. That was no lie. Anyone who even remotely knew him were aware of that. No one would dare try to cockblock him from it either, or they would be on the rude end of a vicious Toreador. No one tried anymore. In fact, even at the estate where he lived with Xavier and Greg, in his wing, he had a whole sanctuary of his own. It was a stunning, sweeping ballroom with chandeliers and an antique grand piano that was a gift from Xavier when Seamus came to live with him. They would often hold formal balls here, and Seamus would perform to many Kindred elite. But often, he would just come here alone to think or to shut himself off from the rest of the world. It was a lot of the reason why he was such a placid Kindred in comparison to many. He had an inner gift that most Kindred lacked and it grounded him. He was fortunate. At least, he had been until his path crossed Luka's.
He was at the piano, face set into a serious expression of concentration that was somewhat troubled. Xavier had the knack of matching Seamus' mood to what he chose to play. Greg was picking up on it too as the years went by. He was play Moonlight Sonata and once again, he picked up on Luka's scent as soon as he entered the room. Unlike the first time, however, this time, he didn't stop playing. He didn't even look up. His fingers moved smoothly over the keys, almost his entire focus on the music that was pitched perfectly in the ornate room.
Without stopping in his playing or looking up, he said calmly, "I am going to set you free."
What: "There's just too much that time cannot erase."
Where: Carlise Estate
When: A couple of days after Luka talks to Austin
Music was where Seamus escaped. That was no lie. Anyone who even remotely knew him were aware of that. No one would dare try to cockblock him from it either, or they would be on the rude end of a vicious Toreador. No one tried anymore. In fact, even at the estate where he lived with Xavier and Greg, in his wing, he had a whole sanctuary of his own. It was a stunning, sweeping ballroom with chandeliers and an antique grand piano that was a gift from Xavier when Seamus came to live with him. They would often hold formal balls here, and Seamus would perform to many Kindred elite. But often, he would just come here alone to think or to shut himself off from the rest of the world. It was a lot of the reason why he was such a placid Kindred in comparison to many. He had an inner gift that most Kindred lacked and it grounded him. He was fortunate. At least, he had been until his path crossed Luka's.
He was at the piano, face set into a serious expression of concentration that was somewhat troubled. Xavier had the knack of matching Seamus' mood to what he chose to play. Greg was picking up on it too as the years went by. He was play Moonlight Sonata and once again, he picked up on Luka's scent as soon as he entered the room. Unlike the first time, however, this time, he didn't stop playing. He didn't even look up. His fingers moved smoothly over the keys, almost his entire focus on the music that was pitched perfectly in the ornate room.
Without stopping in his playing or looking up, he said calmly, "I am going to set you free."