Pandora's Box
Who: The Baron, Alice and later possibly Tim
Where: The Balaz/DeTamble Residence and then around town?
When: Early Evening, March 24th
What: A little company.
Rating: PG or higher depending
Status: Closed / Incomplete
The first days of spring were nudging themselves over the horizon. Though the temperature still required that Byron and Alba conduct all of their lessons inside, the sunset lingered just long enough for The Baron to keep most of the blinds upstairs shut until twilight at last descended on the sleepy little Canadian town. Alba had long since gotten into the habit of closing most of them herself just before he woke, even though it meant peaking out through heavy curtains to see violent swathes of dark orange and red paint the sky. That evening, they had finished dinner, lessons, and because spring break was over, bedtime wasn't too long after that.
All the better, as The Baron was expecting company, and the topic of conversation wasn't one he wanted the girl to overhear. As concerned as he still was about the boy Tim Drake, Alba's choice in friends wasn't the only thing to weigh on the young Noble's mind. With a pained sigh, he stepped out onto the side terrace and shut the doors, squeezing his eyes shut a beat in the process.
Lately, it seemed as though Alba's heartbeat echoed throughout the entire mansion, and when they were sitting across from each other at dinner, or when it pounded furiously during her fencing or music lessons, the sound was enough to drive him mad. Outside, the first, struggling sounds of spring washed the slow, contented thrum of her heart into a buzz of white noise: cars driving through melting snow, the rumble of the town bus making it's last rounds for the night, birds and insects encouraged enough by the warm days to sing longer into the evening; at that point anything was better than hearing that sound.
No matter how he looked at it, Byron needed company other than ghosts and shadows to help him through the night.
Where: The Balaz/DeTamble Residence and then around town?
When: Early Evening, March 24th
What: A little company.
Rating: PG or higher depending
Status: Closed / Incomplete
The first days of spring were nudging themselves over the horizon. Though the temperature still required that Byron and Alba conduct all of their lessons inside, the sunset lingered just long enough for The Baron to keep most of the blinds upstairs shut until twilight at last descended on the sleepy little Canadian town. Alba had long since gotten into the habit of closing most of them herself just before he woke, even though it meant peaking out through heavy curtains to see violent swathes of dark orange and red paint the sky. That evening, they had finished dinner, lessons, and because spring break was over, bedtime wasn't too long after that.
All the better, as The Baron was expecting company, and the topic of conversation wasn't one he wanted the girl to overhear. As concerned as he still was about the boy Tim Drake, Alba's choice in friends wasn't the only thing to weigh on the young Noble's mind. With a pained sigh, he stepped out onto the side terrace and shut the doors, squeezing his eyes shut a beat in the process.
Lately, it seemed as though Alba's heartbeat echoed throughout the entire mansion, and when they were sitting across from each other at dinner, or when it pounded furiously during her fencing or music lessons, the sound was enough to drive him mad. Outside, the first, struggling sounds of spring washed the slow, contented thrum of her heart into a buzz of white noise: cars driving through melting snow, the rumble of the town bus making it's last rounds for the night, birds and insects encouraged enough by the warm days to sing longer into the evening; at that point anything was better than hearing that sound.
No matter how he looked at it, Byron needed company other than ghosts and shadows to help him through the night.