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Styxx rolls his eyes and pours a glass for Charron, handing it to him.
Looking out the window at Raiden and Azalea, he shrugs. "She seems nice enough. A bit quiet, though." he says, taking a drought of the liquid.

Raiden nods, looking up at the cloudless, too-bright sky.
"That's good to hear." he says, glad of conversation, even if there were only a handful of words. Seeing her distraction, he pauses, then says, "Am I bothering you?" he asks bluntly, sitting up and buckling the broadsword to his belt.

Charron gratefully took the wine from his brother and downed a long gulp of the metallic yet thrist-quenching liquid. When Guinevere started lecturing him again, he did what he always did when mother & father had done it. He simply tuned her out, staring almost anywhere than at his little sister's face.
When she was done, he answered, "For the last time Guinevere, I'm not molesting the maids. A few of them have been here long enough to watch us grow up, for Christ's sake! They're like estranged cousins you only talk to when you have to." He was about to take another sip of his wine when he noticed his sister's expression as she looked out the window.
"My my, does the youngest feel threatened by the enrapturing French maiden? I wouldn't be suprised, Azalea is quite the competition." He chided, smirking in his usual crooked way that was shifty yet handsome at the same time.

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Azalea closed her book with a sigh. "No, I just don't feel like reading anymore today." She replied, her lie sounding quite convincing. She idly traced the gold embossed lettering of the leather-bound book with a slender index finger. The book was actually an encyclopedia of different species of flowers, but from the style of the title's lettering, if you couldn't read french you'd assume it was some girly romance novel. Since she didn't really have anything else to say, and it seemed that neither did he, the silence between them felt very awkward.

Charron flinched slightly when Guinevere hit him, but the actual hit had barely hurt. "Jeez Guinny, I've seen badgers with better attitudes than you!" He remarked halfheartedly, his smirk spreading across his face. "Come on sis, you know you love your bothers - Well, at least the good one, anyway." He pointed to his lighter-haired twin when he said the last part. In one foul swoop, he finished off the rest of his bloodwine. He relished the savory yet tangy taste it left in his mouth.
"I remember when we were little, you used to imitate everything that Styxx and I did." He stated aloud, a tone of fondness in his usually acidic voice. "When you followed older brother around, mother would say that you were so cute. But when you copied me, she would always scold me for being a bad influence!"

Styxx hands Guinevere the glass with a sigh.
"Did I set all this bickering off?" he asks no-one, "And Charron's not a bad influence, he's just a womanizer."
He pulls one of their father's journals from a drawer, and begins to flip through it.
Looing out the window, he lets a slight smile go over his features.
"At least our silver-haired guest seems to have made a friend."

Raiden fidgets slightly, the awkwardness of the conversation not lost on him.
"Ah, what's that book?" he asks, feeling foolish.
((Erm, Ace, no-one knows Raiden's an Abberton. He's just a guard to everybody.))

Styxx rolls his eyes.
"You're just the ferry driver, and if you had your way, you'd walk all over me, just like your namesake." he says, not taking his eyes from a sketch of the study that their father had done, accompanied with several long pages of his deccriptions of a few times he had visited town in his youth, though skipping over long sections of the text. "And yes, you're an insufferable womanizer, just like I said." he states, finally looking up at his brother before drinking a bit more of the wine.
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Raiden raises an eyebrow.
"You're interested in botany?" he asks, looking at the drawings with interest as best as he can without moving closer. "It looks very, very detailed."

((Erm, no...))
Styxx shrugs.
"In any case, we need to be careful, what with the erm, attacks." he says, frowning. He pauses in his reading for a moment to fix the cuff of his shirt.

Styxx rolls his eyes at his brother's departure and takes another drink of the wine.
"Can barely believe he's my brother, much less my twin." he says, scowling fiercely.

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Raiden nods slowly, looking at the book.
"I see." he pauses, then adds.
"Sorry if this is a bit too personal, but why didn't your parents come with you, if they had the opportunity to get you here?"