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[eureka_bell]

Local genius.

Overworked, oversexed and over by the kraken pond.

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[broodingbacchus]

Local D'Angeline.

No shirt, no shame, no looking up from chopping wood.

Hey, the Cooper house does have a fireplace, and he does know how to make himself useful.

And it makes Villiers happy in his pants.

[mrmoneypenny]

Local personal aide.

Who finally gives in to the urge to come up behind Imriel, give a warning touch with a hand, before pulling close to that warm, good skin.

Mmmm. Is an Imriel.

Steve mostly gets a little glance as an afterthought, almost.

[eureka_bell]

Steve frees one hand from a questionable mixture of raw bacon and kraken tentacles (he felt guilty; it's true he hasn't exactly been pulling his weight as a daddy) so that he can use it to wave when Villiers glances.

Though he's not about to intrude, if they're busy. Which they seem to be.

[broodingbacchus]

Public place, Villiers.

A chaste kiss to his cheek, and then a somewhat sweaty (yet still delicious-looking) Imriel leans his axe against the pile of cut wood and notices Steve.

Wave!

[just_marley]

"Hey, Steve." Mildly, as Marley approaches.

[eureka_bell]

"Marley!"

Steve grins above and behind him. It's vaguely in Marley's direction. Forgive him: he has handfuls of Spots.

[just_marley]

"You been alright? I heard you have a boyfriend now."

[eureka_bell]

...!?

"Yeah," grins Steve, trying very hard to look as if it's not a shock that Marley knows. Sure, he never officially came out to him, but it's not as if he's exactly been subtle about it with Gabriel. "Did Val tell you?"

[will_scarlett]

Will has been hunting and busy around and smiles to see Steve,

"Is the wee beastie doin' alright?"

[eureka_bell]

Grin. "Brilliantly. He's growing like..."

...actually, he can't think of a metaphor.

"I've no idea. Hugely fast."

[will_scarlett]

"Will 'ave to be findin' 'im a lake soon then."

[eureka_bell]

"You're not kidding," chuckles Steve. "Val's going to hate me."