to the old days...

Jun 13, 2005 21:17

Silas put two bottles of the finest ‘Nemiroff Honey and Pepper’ onto the table and also two glasses. He would have offered a hecatomb for the memory of his brother in the old days, but it would have been too difficult in recent days, New York.
Despite of the summer heat, he made a fire in the fireplace and poured vodka into both glasses, as if Caspian was there.
Silas silently watched the flames shooting up, consuming the firewood; he stared into the flames for a long time. “So, brother,” he started finally, “where are you riding now?”
Silas did not know of the circumstances of Caspian death... he did not even know whether his brother’s head was taken or not. It did not matter for Silas. He has witnessed MacLeod took Caspian’s Quickening years before... Dead or not, beheaded or not, the Horseman would come back, Silas was sure in that.
“This is for you, brother, wherever you are.” Silas threw one bottle into the fire and also a glass, smirking as the flames flared up again. "Until you return."

OOC: Kiddo is still in limbo, so she know nothing of Caspian’s death. As for Reka, she is in custody of sort, though Hsu might tell her the news.
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