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[A: Private to Abel]
[Enough was enough. His chest hurt with the last couple of weeks, knowing his brother was here and yet being alone all the same. It wasn't right, it was painful to endure, and he had come to the end of his patience with it. He thought Abel would seek him out; after all, he was apparently the elder now and with all the knowledge of what was to come, it had been his words that had hurt Cain in the first place, and... Cain had just really thought his brother would come through for him.
But apparently Abel was immature at ten or ten thousand, and so it was up to Cain to make things right between them. He had waited until everyone else in the house was engaged in their own tasks, and then gone to the lounge where the 'father' of the house was sitting. He had avoided the same room as his brother since their argument, and even now his heart was thudding hard in nerves that this would end in the same way. Poking his head through the door, he took a deep breath.]
Abel..?
[B: Phones / Open to all]
I know there are a lot of academics here; students at the schools, those assigned to teach them, and those with just an interest in knowledge. The subjects taught to the year groups are very fixed and don't allow for exploration, and I wondered if there were any systems in place for learning outside the schools.
With all the people represented here, it seems a shame that we can't learn from each other. I know I would love to learn other histories and skills, and I'm sure I can't be the only one.
If there are others who feel the same way, who think they want to learn or could have something to teach, why don't we try it?
[Enough was enough. His chest hurt with the last couple of weeks, knowing his brother was here and yet being alone all the same. It wasn't right, it was painful to endure, and he had come to the end of his patience with it. He thought Abel would seek him out; after all, he was apparently the elder now and with all the knowledge of what was to come, it had been his words that had hurt Cain in the first place, and... Cain had just really thought his brother would come through for him.
But apparently Abel was immature at ten or ten thousand, and so it was up to Cain to make things right between them. He had waited until everyone else in the house was engaged in their own tasks, and then gone to the lounge where the 'father' of the house was sitting. He had avoided the same room as his brother since their argument, and even now his heart was thudding hard in nerves that this would end in the same way. Poking his head through the door, he took a deep breath.]
Abel..?
[B: Phones / Open to all]
I know there are a lot of academics here; students at the schools, those assigned to teach them, and those with just an interest in knowledge. The subjects taught to the year groups are very fixed and don't allow for exploration, and I wondered if there were any systems in place for learning outside the schools.
With all the people represented here, it seems a shame that we can't learn from each other. I know I would love to learn other histories and skills, and I'm sure I can't be the only one.
If there are others who feel the same way, who think they want to learn or could have something to teach, why don't we try it?
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before he tentatively draws back, just enough to be able to look down into his brother's face. eyes are a little misty. --WHAT? it's just. allergies. IT'S DUSTY IN HERE OKAY.]
You... aren't angry?
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[Maybe a little, but Cain had never been very good at showing his anger and dealing with it.]
I just want my brother.
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but he is drawing him into a tight hug again, tucked nice and possessive and protective to his chest. FOREVER.]
I can-- do that much...
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[He wants to start again, he doesn't want there to be anything to apologise for.]
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Wait here, don't move.
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Alright. I'll be right here. Right here! I promise.
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Oh my! Where are we?
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--My! What have we here...?
[he lifts to his feet, putting on a bewildered expression as he heads for the steps and a certain adorable blonde boy he'd quite like to hug and never let go, right now.]
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[OH MY GOD! SUCH A SHOCKED EXPRESSION!]
How--?
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Of course it's me! Someone has to make sure I don't get myself into too much trouble all by my lonesome, right? So, wherever we are... at least it's together.
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That's the important thing, that we're together. Don't forget that, okay?
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then he folds Cain into a gentle and fond hug.]
...Of course. Of course. I'll never forget, Cain.
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I love you, big or little.
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[a lot a lot... he's giving him a squeeze, wanting to keep him like this forever. ;;]
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Come on, you should get started on the dinner before Miss Esther comes home, and I have homework.
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...Mm. Do you need... any help? Or...
[he wants to do ALL THE THINGS with you!]
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No, it's okay. This is all stuff we did when we were little.
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[he ruffles blonde hair gently, reluctant to detach from him.
...honestly, Cain, she's more likely to kill him for mangling the food in the house than not attempting to make something from it.]
Well, you never know. I'm here if you ever need help, okay?
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[Leaning over to kiss his cheek, he headed back up the stairs to his room.]
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...See you soon, Cain.
[love you ;;]