Beautifully, wonderfully, effervescently meaningless

[patriotqueen]

Guy was sober - relatively so, in any case - and worried. He had looked in the Compound, he had searched all the usual places, but he couldn’t find Michael. Not that he wanted to talk to him. In fact, he rather Michael didn’t even see him. He just wanted to make sure the other was still… well, alive. He had disappeared without a trace after their

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[youngestqueen]

"Hullo," Lucy smiled when she saw Guy walking away from the compound, skipping the few steps between them. "You've books. What are they about?"

[patriotqueen]

She reminded him of a little naive dog, that just wouldn't leave. But right now he couldn't be bothered to bother her away.

"Oh, very boring. Politics. The philosophy thereof." He said, his voice indicating just how boring it was.

[youngestqueen]

Had Lucy not spent ten years as Queen of Narnia she would have indeed found it boring. But she had, so instead she tilted her head to catch the title. "It sounds fascinating."

[patriotqueen]

Had there been a desk nearby, Guy would have hit his head upon it. "Does it? I've always found it incredibly boring." He replied. "But you ought to come to class once it starts."

Yes, he did say that because he believed it was going to be horribly amusing to see her in a class with Ainsley.

[youngestqueen]

"Why do you take a class in it if you find it boring?" She'd slipped her hand into the bend of Guy's arm with no concern at all that he might not appreciate it. "Will there be classes in politics as well? I've heard Anthony might be teaching an art class of some sort too."

[patriotqueen]

"I don't take it. I'm going to teach it." Guy did smile then. Not at the linking of arm. No. "A class in politics to be more specific. Anthony will be teaching in art history." Not might, will. No doubts there. Even if it would take chaining him to a desk; Anthony would teach art.

[youngestqueen]

"I shall take both then," Lucy said solemnly, nodding.

[patriotqueen]

"Very well. I shall make sure you are signed up." Guy replied equally solemnly.

The cave was to the right, but Guy took a turn to the left.

[youngestqueen]

"The caves are that way," Lucy pointed out helpfully as they turned the wrong way. "Or are we going somewhere else?"

[patriotqueen]

If he told her he was looking for someone she would organise a search-party and the whole island would know of it. Of this Guy was certain.

"The beach. No better place to study." A tiny emphasis on study there. Just in case she thought he was going to do something fun.

[youngestqueen]

"Really? I've always found the woods a good place fore concentration, but I suppose I could try the beach as well." She skipped a step or two, and her hand still in the crook of Guy's arm rather tightly she dragged him with her. "Besides I could draw. I haven't drawn the water much."

[patriotqueen]

Guy let himself be dragged along. "That sounds like a good idea." If you can't beat them, have them join you in silence. And the beach did sound like a good idea.

[youngestqueen]

Of course that implied Lucy would be silent, though she was mostly as they made their way to the beach, speaking only briefly here and there to point out birds that she'd not seen before and the like.

[patriotqueen]

And Guy absently acknowledged the birds. Ornithology wasn't really his favoured discipline, although Eton house masters were assured that he was, and that that was the reason for the absolute nessecity for binoculars. Not that he liked staring at fellow Etonians.

When they reached the beach, Guy kicked off his shoes and sat down with a little thud, the books falling beside him. He then took one and opened it. Might as well do some reading.

[youngestqueen]

Her own shoes and her canvas bag joined Guy's, though she walked off to the edge of the water, letting it lap gently at her toes. "Guy!" She shouted back to him, holding her hand, "It's lovely"

[patriotqueen]

"I'm sure it is." Guy called back.

He started reading the first few sentences and then - with mild disgust on his face - checked the cover. 'The Soul of Capitalism: Opening Paths to a Moral Economy'. How the bloody hell did that get in there? Was he truly paying that little attention to the shelf?