@indeeperwater Continued from here.
Lifting his head up a bit, he turned it, looking at Aric, quirking an eyebrow at the other males comment. Septimus let out a breath then, looking away from Aric once more. Thinking to himself on what was said. He sometimes played along with everything, just to keep the peace. But never did he buy too much into the politics of it all. His family was not the main branch. Just one of the branches, and he was even more of a branch. Perhaps just a twig, even. The son of Colden Murray, who was the once long lost brother of the newest head of the family. His uncle Drakon, with the help of his aunt Idunn. All triplets, who were certainly not identical.
“Only when it benefits me.” He then answered bringing his cigarette back up to his lips, taking a drag off it, holding the smoke inside of him before slowly letting it out as he exhaled. Here lately there was no benefit in it. There was not advantage to take in playing the game. There was just pettiness and Septimus really had lost interest in the arguments going around. Turning then, he faced Aric, holding the cigarette out from over the porch, tapping the ash off. Grinning, he nodded his head “Oh, but Uncle Drakon is not a big fan of those that piss him off. He likes to atomize them, into little bits.” Which was a very terrifying ability to be in the presence of, especially when you turned into a dog spirit, in comparison.
Septimus sighed, with a bit of a huff and glanced up “We all have our roles, you see. Uncle Drakon really wants us to follow and keep our family in good standing. My role, it's to not be seen or heard. My twin brother, he's asked to have no less of him. Basically, my uncle hates my dad, and is mad at my mom.” He wasn't wanting to get into the taboo surrounding his birth, of course. As it was quite disgusting, and most people were not open minded or mature enough to be told these things. Not that he figured Aric wasn't, but it was better to not go into detail about it, regardless.
As Aric had spoke on, he lift his head up at the other then glanced away, grinning “Now that's not at all what's happening.” Pointing at the other he took a few steps forward “I'm just enjoying the view, on a relaxing day, right now.” Pausing, he held the grin on his lips, though his eyes narrowed “Okay. Some real food does sound better than enjoying this sweet tea in the summer of Louisiana vibe we got going. Let's get the fuck outta here.”
