Log: Complete

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

When; July 19 (evening)
Rating; PG
Characters; Peter Pevensie lionrampante, Caspian X treadingdawn
Summary; Someone doesn't have it sorted.
Log;

[With the other siblings out (at least he thinks their open ears are far from home), Caspian thinks now is a good time to prod the eldest Pevensie. He ducks into the kitchen doorway, certain he saw Peter here last.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter's in the kitchen, rummaging around in the cabinets for any tea with a higher caffeine content. He hears Caspian enter, but he stays silent.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Crossing his arms loosely. Oh the work from yesterday still burns, but he's getting by.]

Are you looking to stay awake?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Do your limbs feel like wood Casipan? He's still rummaging, more now to avoid looking at Caspian directly.]

I'm just thirsty. Would you like some?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[They feel like deadweights thanks, and he hasn't even encountered Davy Jones yet. He watches Peter rummage then nods, taking a seat at the kitchen table. Slowly.]

I would.

[Now Peter's obligated (not really) to make him a cup and thus cannot escape the kitchen.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Ceylon black tea, get! Peter goes through the usual motions, before setting the teapot down on the table with two cups.]

Are you still feeling sore?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Yes, a little.

[He rolls his shoulder back, ow. He's waiting to see when Peter will make contact with his eyes.]

And you?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter does! But he busies himself with a cup so it doesn't last too long.]

You may want to do a few cool down exercises next time.

I'm fine.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I appreciate your concern, Peter.

[Hands around his cup. How brief he makes eye contact hmmm.]

Do you appreciate mine?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Maybe slightly briefer than usual!]

When it's well placed, yes.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[LOOKING AT HIM. WATCHING HIM.]

Is it misplaced now?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[TOTALLY STARING BACK.]

I would think so. This isn't the first time I've been in a fistfight, Caspian.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[NOT GOING TO DEFER AND LOOK AWAY THIS TIME.]

I do not dispute that. But would you agree your reasoning has been ambiguous at best?

[Oh and he finally takes a sip.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[oh now it's ON. Have a raised eyebrow though.]

For the fight?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[Sip.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Hmm. Peter's getting suspicious. Why this topic again?]

No, it wasn't. He stuck is head into personal issues, and I had a problem with that. What else do you want to me to explain?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

What makes you believe he will not do it again? I presume he is not dead and you do not look like a man who has reached a compromise.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Because if he does, I'll talk to him again about it.

[He pauses for a second, before adding on.]

It was more of me reading him the riot act than anything.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[That reference goes over his head.]

Do you think he will abstain from harming you because of Blue?

[He asks in a tone that suggestions Caspian doesn't believe he will.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter frowns over his cup.]

We've already gotten into a fight, Caspian.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't furrow for him. Have an intense gaze.]

Right. A heavy fist would be the least of your problems.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Have a sigh. Peter stares back at Caspian, with more of a frustrated look than an intense one.]

What are you implying?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Have a huffing sigh.]

I am implying that the next time you encounter trouble with him you do not settle it alone.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It wouldn't be very noble to call an uninvolved person in to help.

[Takes an angry sip.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Taking a forcibly civilized sip.]

Chivalry, Peter?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

That's right.