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he couldn't help but chuckle at her remark, unable to hold his laughter down. even though his questions tend to be the first thought that appears in his head, it was always fascinating to hear how others respond. it also typically determines whether someone is good at conversation. thankfully, eva was. "well, i am fairly loyal to my loved ones," sebastian comments with a bashful smile. "and i was not aware you had an issue with pomeranians, lady alvarado," he jokes, continuing their stroll down the gardens, keeping a slow but healthy pace. "though if we are to really determine what breed of dog you are, you must be prepared to answer these series of questions i will ask you. my first being, how would others describe you?"

it was just a typical day for a promenade. eva had followed her siblings to enjoy a bit of fresh air and get better acquainted with the british society. it was still a slight struggle for the brunette, who needed to adjust to the colder temperatures. as she walked by sebastian thorpe's side, eva heard his rather odd question. "a dog?" she repeated, although her smile grew slightly amused. "oh, a collie. that is a loyal and lovely dog." she chuckled and looked down. "i am not sure.. i would say golden retriever but these are way too friendly and overjoyed for me." she smirked and looked back at him. "all i can say is that i would be a big dog. i tend to find smaller ones quite... loud and hateful. and i am certainly not part of this category."

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sebastian spent the latter part of his morning in the reading room, getting lost into a book about the stars and planets by the window pane. it had been peaceful for once. it'd been about an hour since his mother mentioned anything about marriage or courting, which, was a victory in his book. attentively analyzing the diagram on the page, his head props up at the sound of someone entering the room. and a small smile creeps across his lips at the sight of his older sister. the smile only forms into a full grin after she speaks. "well, some time has passed since she's pestered me... though i did tell the servants to give word that i'd be away until the evening," he quips before setting the book down beside him. he gives her hand a gentle squeeze. his expression softens upon looking at her, remembering how different the relationship the two shared with lady thorpe. and since their father's passing, it had only shifted for the worse. "her failed attempts to match make is punishment enough," he laughs. "and what of you, sister? you cannot tell me no man has dropped dead at the first sight of you as of late."

location: informal thorpe reading room closed to my brudder: @allfought

Juliet had been outdoing herself that day - after the events of the gala and the Lady Whistledown business, it was no secret that her and her mother, the esteemed Lady Thorpe, were certainly avoiding one another. It was what the two women did - avoid and brush it under the rug, to avoid any conflict over it. The one fight they had had ended quite terribly, but Juliet had found refuge in her other hobbies, in her own salvation. It was after one of her very annoying lessons from Thayer Claremont that she found her brother in the reading room and smiled, taking his hand as she sat down, relieved. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you in here and not Mother." She gave him a smile. There was no discounting the closeness, the sibling bond that the two Bennett children had growing up. Many thought they were twins, but Juliet was proud being his big sister, the one to protect him through everything and she would.

There was no one more fiercely protective of her loved ones than Juliet.

"Has she had quite a wrath with you as well since the gala, or have you remained her angelic baby boy?" Juliet smiled, still holding onto his hand. "I suppose that is why you are not forced to attend extra lessons, hmm? My good, dear, pure baby brother."

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status: open! location: kensington gardens & grosvenor street

it was a beautiful morning, perfect for a promenade at the gardens. the flowers were beginning to bloom, and the sky was a crystal clear blue. besides, if it meant to appease his mother of socializing with members in the ton ( and maybe find a wife out of it — her exact words ), there's no harm in knocking two birds with one stone. "humor me," he begins as the two walk side by side along the pathway, hands clasped behind his back. "if you woke up one morning and magically turned into a dog, what sort of breed would you be?" a rather odd question, but amusing nonetheless. he can't help but chuckle softly. "i've always imagined myself to be a collie... wouldn't you agree?"

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"if i were blessed with such luxury, i would purchase the entire shop and indulge myself for the remainder of the afternoon," the corners of his lips tug to a genuine smile, as the thought alone brought a warm feeling inside. whenever he'd find himself in a place like this, it brought him back to his childhood, when the days were carefree. arms crossed over his chest, sebastian continues to analyze each flavor for the perfect combination. "i do love strawberry, though, if you'd like to elevate your experience, i'd recommend mixing it with chocolate. but not to worry, cousin —" he places a hand on the other's shoulder, lightly wincing at the sight of the mark. "feel free to make your own choosing, i shall purchase yours as well."

open starter ! location: mayfair ice cream parlour & cafe

"how can one possibly be expected to make such an important decision?" george asked no one in particular, opening and closing each eye in turn and squinting up at the board of flavours above the counter. "i fear i will be stuck here all day if i cannot make a decision soon... or perhaps i will have to buy some of each." an incredibly enticing option given how hungry he was -- and the owner had been very kind to supply him with a makeshift cold compress ( a cloth soaked in cold water ) that was greatly relieving the throbbing pain in his cheek -- it would be an interesting way to show them his gratitude. if only he had the funds for it. "do you have any recommendations to offer?"

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( nicholas galitzine, twenty-five, cis male, he/him ) you do not know me but rest assured i know you,  mister sebastian thorpe. you are the  youngest son of lady thorpe. you maybe be known for your  dauntless  but it is only a mask for the true nature of your  erratic  ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her  bronzite. the ton says your name reminds them of  dark leather riding boots that are slightly scuffed, watching the sun set, and the desire to break through societal restraints. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail.

 statistics:    basic information.

full  name:   sebastian maxwell ( bennett ) thorpe

nickname:  bas

age  &  date  of  birth:   25  &  november 20th

marital status:   unmarried

sexual  orientation:   pansexual  &  panromantic

gender  &  pronouns:   cisgender  male  &  he/him  pronouns

background:   about. 

sebastian is the youngest son of lady thorpe; known to be the rather rambunctious one of the two siblings. as a child, he was the one constantly launching peas across the table with a silver spoon, running off mid afternoon to watch the sun set without letting anyone know, or play fighting with his sister over something miniscule.

he was the center pointe of his mother's stress, but nevertheless, he always looked back on his childhood quite fondly. with his father always away, he grew particularly close with the women of his life and, granted being the youngest, vowed to protect them at all cost.

being a part of the ton meant there were standards to live by. so, he did what all men in the ton were expected to do: attended eton and cambridge for an education, excelled in latin, engineering, philosophy and mathematics, fenced, attended social events... everything. most would say he's a well-rounded individual who loves to engage in conversation, even almost too much. the man is a chatterbox, but, he's likeable.

life changed when his mother was notified that his father was lost in battle. while he wasn't as close to his father compared to his mother and sister, something within him still broke. he was angry and sad all at once. he wanted to continue what his father had started and go to war in his place. but he thought of how his family would feel if they lost him too. so, he decided to stay and be the man of the house.

then his mother was set to remarry lord thorpe. their small bubble of three burst in a matter of months. while every fiber of his being refused to accept the change, for the sake of his mother and her happiness, he puts on a fake smile every day. but deep inside? he's fueling with rage, itching for a fight...

personality: sebastian is a literal golden retriever. fiercely loyal to his mother and sister. while he is a member of the ton, he doesn't care much for the finer things in life and likes simplicity. he likes riding until dawn, watching the sun set, any sort of sweets, and making people laugh. super athletic. people also assume he's a rake, but he's far from it, thanks to the two most important women in his life. homeboy just can't express his feelings very well and likes to pretend everything's fine.

wanted connections: childhood friends, a match made by his mother, friends from university, rival, something angsty, etc!

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NICHOLAS GALITZINE as George Villiers MARY & GEORGE - 1.05 'The Golden City'