Palace: At Your Service.

Cillian had been trying to reach Jason on his com for hours and had gotten no answer -- nor any return call from the messages he had left. Pacing back past the desk, he looked at the letter that had been delivered today... from David. No gift this time, something so much worse... something he couldn't write off as reading things wrong. No, this letter had been asking him out to dinner, not as client and libertine, but on an actual date. Cillian had no idea what to do -- well, he knew he had to put a stop to it, but ...he wasn't sure what to do.


Trouble in paradise

Twirling easily once, then again, Jason couldn't help giggling as he made a face at the oh-so-super-shiny suit he'd been given by the Carnival organizers. Wasn't aware that astronauts doubled as disco queens... Half-turning again, he snorted at the even tighter fit around his ass. Practically painted a target on it...

Reporting for duty

(Warning : Now, most of you know I have a squick against brother-cest so I have no idea where this bunny came from but here it is. You've been warned! Much thanks to two pervy gals - Jay as Chris (Evans) the elder brother, and Jess (sorry sweetie!) as Chad (Michael Murray) the younger. For those who don't know them, Chris is going to be the Human Torch in Fantastic Four and Chad stars in One Tree Hill on WB. Pretty piccies posted as well.)

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Chad stood outside the door and thanked the escort. He looked at his older brother and ducked his head. "So - Jason - he's nice right? Good looking?"

"Of course he is," Chris smiled reassuringly. "Would I bring you to someone who isn't nice? Or good looking? Besides, I've seen him a bunch of times, so I know he's a good guy. You don't mind, do you?" he asked suddenly, looking at Chad. "That I've seen Jason before, I mean?"

Chad looked at him, a quizzical expression on his face. "That you've been seeing him?" Then he blinked. "Oh - since he's my - well - my first? No. That's good. That way I know - well.." He grinned. "I know that he knows what he's doing? Right?"
On the subject of brothers

Cillian lay wrong ways on the bed, giggling breathlessly, flopping over onto his side to look at Jason with a grin. He stole one more kiss, much less desperate than the one they shared the moment he had walked through the door -- which had been a blur of clothes coming off and slick flesh moving together. "So," he laughed. "How have your last two days been?"

Heart still pounding loudly, Jason grinned over at Cillian

(Backdated to the day Jason meets Adrian here)

Cillian had felt restless in the room -- having the better part of the afternoon and evening to himself. It didn't help that a touch of melancholy had set in... he wasn't even sure why. He'd spoken to his mum, but he wasn't sure it was exactly that. It was just one of those moods that tended to set in sometimes, and he hadn't wanted to be cooped up.

The boy had left a note for Jason, telling him he'd gone out to the gardens, then grabbed his violin and went. The intention had been to actually work on a few of the pieces in progress he'd been kicking about, but he ended up just playing a bit -- a quiet, rambling tune that reflected some of his mood, but allowed him to clear his head a bit.

Hey Michael,

Just wanted to give you a heads up that in three weeks I'm going to be starting classes at the University and a project at the observatory that will make it impossible for me to teach the next sessions of my Palace classes. Our current session ends in two weeks and I've got that covered.

I hope the notice gives you enough time to easily set up other instructors. I've attached a list of other libertines that I think would make really great teachers. Feel free to have any of them tag team with me during any of the last sessions.

Let me know who you pick and I'll pass them my teaching notes. Thanks again boss, and sorry for any extra work this causes you.

Take care,

Jason Behr


(Attached: List of possible instructors)