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Holes || Beaufort and Benjamin

"Unfortunately." Ben had to agree. He knew nothing of his younger brother and his ego wouldn’t come into play in this subject. He was well aware of the limitations of their relationship. The main question between the brothers had to be if Beau was willing to let Ben in. "Would you ever let me know you?" Ben would try his best no matter what.  He would rather look like a fool and help his family then sacrifice them for an image or any pride he may have. He may have been prideful and slightly arrogant like their Father but Ben had the same family values as his Mother. Ben paused as Beau wanted more information on the book. Would he recommend it? He was mainly reading it because of his leg and wasn’t even sure he would continue the series now that he was able to be active again. "Give it a read, it’s probably something most people would enjoy. The writing is well done, the plot is a bit more fantasy then anything but its a good series." Ben shrugged the librarian recommended it to him and he just went with it. 

It was a double edged sword, to not let people know him, because it meant he could not know people, and though he understood that as the eldest Benjamin had a particularly proud of his understanding of his siblings, they also all had the uncanny abillity to not allow themselves to be taunted by being wrong and instead learning. Somehow, between regrettable anger, resentment and fear was Beau, in need to not only trust the people he cared about, but also trust himself, .so that they could have an open connection. He pulled his feet down and instead got on his knees on the sofa, and even then, he had to look down to speak to him properly. "I suppose I'll try to read it, supposing that I find it's okay enough." His only grip of course,would ever be if a book did not know how to describe it's world accurately.

Spring Frost || Beaufort and Kajsa

Holes || Beaufort and Benjamin

Ben paused, about his other siblings he knew a lot but Beau was a mystery. What did he say without coming across rude. Ben knew something happened around the same time Ellie was raped and he had killed the man who did it and while they were going through that, Ben knew he lost Beau. He just never knew why. “I know I don’t know everything but I like to think I know enough. ” Because even if Ben didn’t know Beau inside and out Ben still knew how to read his brother and maybe that was enough. for now. When he spoke Ben ran his hand through his hair nonchalantly. “Yes I suppose you’re right, Though no one has changed that drastically.” Ben chuckled thinking about his siblings acting any way non cohesive to their personalities.Although Ben was normal very serious, around his family it was easier to break lose and with Beau he needed to attempt to make sure he didn’t do that. When he continued the conversation about books Ben nodded and smiled. It had to be surprising Ben and Beau weren’t close especially when they were easily the closest in age and the most serious. “I believe I would be perfectly happy with just those books and not much else and I have started a series called the Game of Thrones. It’s alright,” Decent enough to read while on bed rest. 

Beau was a long time coming, a man that really was lost long ago, and is simply living the concequences of all his actions. Were they all completely his fault? The fault of his siblings? No. He, like his sister, was not asked to be raped, but on both sides, either knows about the other, and perhaps if one did, things would be much easier to dissect. Such problems were too easy to lose one's self in though. He was living example of being stuck in the past, though for good reason or not, it destroyed him. "You don't know me." The statement wasnt too charged, but it carried some emotion-- and whether it was betrayal or hurt, he simply shut it out the moment that he noticed it, deciding that such was far enough. Benjamin couldn't get involved. He'd only prove him even more right, about all his fears.Breaking loose came with the consequences of putting down one's guard, and it made every emotion much more palatable, such as the genuine confusion that he felt when the other would recommend him a book named 'Game of Thrones'. "Is it simply 'alright' or is it actually a good book?" The question of course was: would he recommend it.

Spring Frost || Beaufort and Kajsa

Holes || Beaufort and Benjamin

"I may not know everything but I like to think I know my siblings pretty well." He spoke but took a deep breath he wouldn’t let his ego ruin the .. kinda pleasant conversation they were having. "Then I am surprised you did not figure William or Lydia would be the most likely to have friends." Ben’s relationships were more contacts then anything. Being the eldest meant nothing but the fact Ben was more serious and focused more on political relations then friendships. It wasn’t the best joking tone back but Ben didn’t take the statement with any foul. He doubted Beau meant any harm and that fact was there was no glare on the boys face which meant something was working.He quirked a smile and nodded. If it was something all the Beast siblings enjoyed except maybe Lydia was a good book, or some pen and paper. "And that is probably why none of us have made many friends." 

"Are you sure about that?" He didn't want to tempt Benjamin into talk about it, but it just seemed like a question that needed to be asked. Was he sure that he knew his siblings? More than he, yes, but he was not one that knew his siblings well anyways. He had no desire to, and to protect himself, it was best that he didn't. This all culminated in an actual smile when his elder brother would tell him he was surprised that he didn't know William and Lydia made more friends. Of course he didn't He didn't know out of purposeful actions. "Well, I wasn't here in the last half year, was it? For all I know, Ellie could have broken out into song with random individuals in my absence. You cut have cut your hair and William and Lydia could have gotten matching kitten tattoos," he commented with a shrug. Though he seemed rather playful with the speech, he was somehow very vigilant of the other's reactions to his words. The glance didnt waver when the calming topic of books came around. "Mmm...we don't need all those people. We just need the books, papers and pens. They are better friends than most others, and much more creative as well! Speaking of which, have you read anything good here, as of late?"

Spring Frost || Beaufort and Kajsa

Holes || Beaufort and Benjamin

Ben just shook his head. “You may not realize it Beaufort but you are just as important as any member in this family.” He couldn’t help it even if it wasn’t something Beau needed to hear it was something Ben needed to say. He was Ben’s brother and although they definitely didn’t see eye to eye, they were family. “There are many, I have only met a few however.” After all Ben would rather keep to himself especially with the going ons and the attacks he was content to stay within the people he already knew even if they weren’t that close. He had his family, his girlfriend and that was all he needed. At the last statement Ben had to chuckle and shake his head. “Ellie and myself have met few people on our own, I do not believe William and Lydia have been causing mayhem.” He did pride himself on being able to keep track of his siblings. “So you may just be surprised by the fact we haven’t made many friends."  The smile returned to his lips as the conversation came easily. 

Beaufort simply thinned out his lips into a line at that statement, and shook his own head. "Thank you for the words, but I think I know what's going on a little more than you do." He didn't need to hear that. No, it was that he didn't want to. Somehow, maybe the denial helped stay in his own state of consistency. It kept him from asking hard questions and even worse,  from loosing control. He luckily didn't need to ask for them to switch the conversation, as they would be then on the topic of whom was found amongst the company of the Beast family. "Strange...I would have thought that someone like you...you know, the oldest of us, would have the most contacts around here." Age of course, didn't equal up to connections, and he was maybe joking around a little when he said it. He'd not smile yet, but his eyes did spell out relief, at the very least. "Shame...but at the same time, I suppose that you don't really need friends. Or anyone really. Some good books, paper and pen are good enough to get anyone through the days." He'd pick up one of the drawing upps on the floor and his pen, shaking them slightly at Ben. "I'm sure any one of us could spend our hole lives just with with those three things alone if food was not an issue."

Spring Frost || Beaufort and Kajsa

Holes || Beaufort and Benjamin

Ben stood straighter for a moment watching Beau carefully. Was the beast taking over again? He hoped not he already dealt with William the other week but he would try and tame Beau’s beast if he needed too. Even if it didn’t work perfectly. He wasn’t going to let Beau rampage around here. When he set his hands down Ben calmed down as well. This was not the place for Beau to lose control. “Everyone will be excited to see you here.” It was true, whether or not Beau was the black sheep of the family the Beast kids tried to stick together and he was sure their other siblings would be happy. “I will admit time here tends to blend together here as well however you may find it is much more busy then home.” Ben stated trying to be amicable. If he tried maybe Beau would try too. If there was one thing he learned while being here was to be more personable. 

Beau simply kept himself at bay, not wanting himself to become too afraid. Yes, it was fear which caught at his throat, rather than the urges of the beast, or worse: it's anger. Instead, it was simply a young man attempting to keep himself brave in the face of people that seemed not at all to understand him. "I don't really think they would be. Jane is a bit more important, non? Bigger news? I helped her to her boudoir earlier and she seemed happy enough." No, they didn't take the same ship over, though that was mostly because he was late rather than because he didn't want to. In his mind though, it was for the best. "I hear there are many other people of the bourgeoisie here. And many of them." He'd admit that more people made his heart a bit faster, but it also meant more people for him to strike up conversation with and schmooze. "I ah, hm. I'm willing to be that you of all people have probably made many friends," he speculated with a small chuckle. Things seemed to be going well enough, and with the other seeming to be just as cooperative, his shoulders eased a little more.

Holes || Beaufort and Benjamin

Ben shook his head a small amount letting his smile drop as he leaned against the chair Beau was sitting on. “I suspect it was, but hopefully one well worth it to be here with everyone.” He mused. If he knew anything about his brother it was to focus on his facial expression though in a way Ben have given up on trying to figure out Beau. He wanted to understand his brother but it felt like one day Ben woke up and the relationship had been severed and he didn’t know how to fix it. Did he even dare. He should if he was meant to be King. Maybe this would be the perfect opportunity to make a better relationship with Beau. “Tell me how have you been.”

One would normally give a good nod of agreement to such words. Yes, brother, this would certainly be worth the wait, a good younger brother would say. But was it truly worth it? Perhaps. He did not know. Ben did mean well, but strangely, it felt as though it happened too late. Yes, things may have been busy when it wasn't but...was it worth giving a chance? Surely for his brother-- for his flesh and blood, one last try wasn't out of reach, was it? He felt his skin tremoring, but when he looked to his hands, he saw it wasn't so. Nervousness was playing tricks on him. His gaze fell for a moment, but swallowing thickly, he collected himself enough to attempt something proper, and maybe even a little personal. "I...well. Maybe I feel a bit on edge. You know...it having been so long and all. The weeks and days away just melt together in my mind. It seems as though time just keeps passing and somehow I still turn around and find everyone doing the same things. The consistency is a bit disheartening."

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Holes || Beaufort and Benjamin

"Oh, I can't believe I've forgotten! Of course, Beau." She smiled softly, pushing a small strand of hair from her eyes. It was for this reason that she cut her hair so short, as to prevent hair from getting into her eyes, but, no matter how short she seemed to cut it, it always appeared right back in her view. Jane furrowed her brows, hearing that he hadn't found the library after all. She really had hoped he had, seeing as he could lead the way there, but sadly, it was an impossibility at the moment. "Really? It's wonderful to say the least. Though my favorites come from his plays. More specifically, Hamlet or Macbeth. They're brilliant." She boasted as she picked up her bags from their spot on the floor. It was then that she blinked a few times in confusion at his offer. It'd been a while since her brother had asked to spend time with her, or anyone for that matter, and she was overjoyed. "Sure! Though, would you mind if we...stopped by my room first?" She quietly asked, raising one bag in the air for him see.

The was so excited to have him invite her to anything, and it was almost strange to see it. He was apprehensive at best about letting her come with him any place, but so long as things were kept quaint, it would all be fine, right? Two nods would reassure him that it would all be okay, and he'd let his mind focus back on the conversation, though the only thing he'd really heard was 'Hamlet or Macbeth. They're brilliant.' Feigning attention, he nodded in response and crossed his arms. "Eh heh. Ouais, they are good plays, aren't they? MacBeth in particular is a favourite of mine. Of course, A Midsummer Night's Dream  is just as engaging, I think, though the two represent two entirely different concepts. Perhaps it is best to compare Romeo and Juliet with A Midsummer Night's dream." Whilst he rambled on about Shakesperean plays, he'd let his body slacken until she'd pipe up once more, to ask about her bags. "Well, if you really need to. I just left mine in the lounge. But we can go if that is what you wish."

Jane's eyes immediately widened as she saw one of her older brothers appear before her. Seeing any family was bound to make her happy, and the fact that he had just waltz her way right into one, made her slightly embarrassed, but excited. "Of course! Beaufort! You're here!" She smiled, leaning forward to give her brother a quick hug, then backing away from him. She couldn't contain her happiness. Family time was something she loved more than most things, and to have been away from it for so long had definitely made her antsy. Looking for what he had dropped, she spotted and picked up a book of sonnets, written by Shakespeare. She stood on her feet and dusted herself off before passing the book back to her brother gently. "Shakespeare? So you've found the library?" She asked, a bit of anticipation hidden in her voice. She wanted to see everything now, the library, the garden, even the stables... Caught her so willing anticipation.

Beaufort didn't seem to have as much enthusiasm about meeting up with his siblings, but then again, he didnt expect them either. Somehow though, her smile eased his own tensions, if only a little. Especially with the hug-- though it was only momentary. "You don't need to be so formal with me. Just Beau," he insisted, as he'd go down to pick up the book, though she'd gotten to it first. At her question, he gave her a disappointed shake of the head. "Not at all. I found a small shelf with some books, and I picked up this one. I've never actually seen a copy of it, truth be told." He was actually hoping to finish it and try to find more sonnet books. They were so strange in comparison to other sort of poem books, yet all the more beautiful with their style and choice of words! "I suppose I need to find the library though. Do you want to come with me?" Though he normally would prefer walking on his own, he felt as though the two of them would surely be able to find it faster together!