YUM. edmund and susan revenge-mindfuckery on peter is AWESOME.
susan has no idea what she's expecting when she meets osumare (oz, he says) seaworth for the first time, but it's not this. peter may have crap taste in general, but he has good taste in men; seaworth is extremely good-looking.
she can't tell if he's aware that he's walking into a tense situation or not, but his laugh is easy and his smile is wide and genuine. and, she admits grudgingly, he probably does know how to dive.
still, it doesn't help when she goes outside the bar to smoke a cigarette and sees peter and oz making out in the alley out back, hands all over each other.
susan contemplates burning the bar down and seeing if they notice, but that's maybe a little extreme.
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she sees seaworth a few times after that, but she does her best to steer them away from water-related jobs, so there's no need for his...services. peter has a knack for finding lovers that come in handy, though, so there's no shortage of that. he even tends to part on good terms with them, which is just ridiculous, since susan certainly can't manage it.
the one place she's not expecting to see seaworth is on the gaming floor of one of miraz's casinos, nursing a drink and sitting at one of the slot machines. she moves to steer away, but he looks up before she can get more than a few steps away.
"susan pevensie." his voice is warm and amused, good-natured enough.
there's no escape. "oz seaworth," she says. "how've you been?"
"all right. how about yourself?"
"i'm fine." they chat for a few minutes, susan trying to find a good opening to make an escape, and then seaworth says, "i suppose you're here with your siblings?"
"no, i'm not, actually."
"how is peter?"
"he's in prison," she says blandly.
"oh, that's too bad," seaworth says, not missing a beat.
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susan has no idea what she's expecting when she meets osumare (oz, he says) seaworth for the first time, but it's not this. peter may have crap taste in general, but he has good taste in men; seaworth is extremely good-looking.
she can't tell if he's aware that he's walking into a tense situation or not, but his laugh is easy and his smile is wide and genuine. and, she admits grudgingly, he probably does know how to dive.
still, it doesn't help when she goes outside the bar to smoke a cigarette and sees peter and oz making out in the alley out back, hands all over each other.
susan contemplates burning the bar down and seeing if they notice, but that's maybe a little extreme.
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she sees seaworth a few times after that, but she does her best to steer them away from water-related jobs, so there's no need for his...services. peter has a knack for finding lovers that come in handy, though, so there's no shortage of that. he even tends to part on good terms with them, which is just ridiculous, since susan certainly can't manage it.
the one place she's not expecting to see seaworth is on the gaming floor of one of miraz's casinos, nursing a drink and sitting at one of the slot machines. she moves to steer away, but he looks up before she can get more than a few steps away.
"susan pevensie." his voice is warm and amused, good-natured enough.
there's no escape. "oz seaworth," she says. "how've you been?"
"all right. how about yourself?"
"i'm fine." they chat for a few minutes, susan trying to find a good opening to make an escape, and then seaworth says, "i suppose you're here with your siblings?"
"no, i'm not, actually."
"how is peter?"
"he's in prison," she says blandly.
"oh, that's too bad," seaworth says, not missing a beat.