09-25-2012, 02:35 PM
Vows, all well and good. Sebastian dug the claws of his right hand into his jeans, stopping shy of tearing through the tough material. It was lucky he had the presence of mind to avoid accidentally scratching the child's head. He kept his pets slow, steady and even, focusing on just that movement instead of the ceremony.
Envy was not a pleasant emotion. It surged into his throat like bile. Still, he kept it quiet. It would not do to antagonise Jazper or his newly-promoted mate. Nor did he want to upset anyone else. He was so wrapped up inside his own thoughts he failed to notice that the ceremony had almost concluded until Hadley picked up his daughter.
"Oh. Hadley, it's-" no trouble. He was already gone. Never mind.
Sebastian stood mechanically and offered his own gift to the newly mated pair, keeping a surprisingly realistic smile on his face.
"Congratulations," he said softly, offering the pair a quick bow. "May this serve you well." The Italian set a book down on the table. It was a book detailing the techniques and tricks of swordplay and fencing. Though Jazper may not need it- he could likely just swing a sledgehammer and leave a crater where his opponent stood- it would doubtlessly be useful to Alyssum and any children they may have.
Another short bow later and the Italian was gone, blending into the crowd, ducking behind the many larger members of Casa di Cavalieri before he vanished from the spot. He needed time to brood.
Envy was not a pleasant emotion. It surged into his throat like bile. Still, he kept it quiet. It would not do to antagonise Jazper or his newly-promoted mate. Nor did he want to upset anyone else. He was so wrapped up inside his own thoughts he failed to notice that the ceremony had almost concluded until Hadley picked up his daughter.
"Oh. Hadley, it's-" no trouble. He was already gone. Never mind.
Sebastian stood mechanically and offered his own gift to the newly mated pair, keeping a surprisingly realistic smile on his face.
"Congratulations," he said softly, offering the pair a quick bow. "May this serve you well." The Italian set a book down on the table. It was a book detailing the techniques and tricks of swordplay and fencing. Though Jazper may not need it- he could likely just swing a sledgehammer and leave a crater where his opponent stood- it would doubtlessly be useful to Alyssum and any children they may have.
Another short bow later and the Italian was gone, blending into the crowd, ducking behind the many larger members of Casa di Cavalieri before he vanished from the spot. He needed time to brood.