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[ofthefamily]

Doctor Cullen is scribbling at a table. As much scribbling as ever he does - Carlisle's handwriting has never failed to have a polite and articulated lilt to it, even in the endless signatures on endless prescription pages and charts at the hospital.

As far as what he's scribbling on, it's...probably boring. But medical!

Stop by and teach Carlisle a hobby. Really - he needs it.

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[betagainstme]

"Is it just me, or do you get more and more boring with every passing year?" Alice's jab is a soft, lilting whisper from behind his shoulder. A teasing jab~

[ofthefamily]

"It's just you," Carlisle smiles to his paper without looking up at his daughter. "Esme says I am still quite entertaining."

[betagainstme]

"Yes, she has mentioned that the new librettos you brought home are quite exciting."

She comes to stand in front of him, her lips turned upward to a smirk.

[ofthefamily]

When Carlisle looks up, he rolls his eyes as eloquently as possible.

"They're fun."

[betagainstme]

Alice steps closer to press a quick kiss against her father's cheek and smiles happily. "I tease because I love, Papa."

[ofthefamily]

"I know, sweetheart, it's just..." Two fingers tap idly against the paper he'd been writing on earlier. "This paper. I want to get it published."

[betagainstme]

"And you choose to write it here, in a noisy bar?" Alice sits across from him. "I can leave you alone, Papa."

[ofthefamily]

"It's actually already written, Alice; you don't need to go anywhere."

The papers get reorganized and tapped into a neat pile.

"My supervisor at the hospital submitted it for a conference in Seattle which would lead to publication in the proceedings there, but I don't know if I should attend."

[betagainstme]

"And why not? You never do things for yourself. You should." She presses, nodding.

[keptherwaiting.livejournal.com]

Jasper has no hobbies to teach. Not at the moment, anyway. He's as bored as boring can get. Which is why he sits down across from Carlisle and grabs the nearest thing to read.

"You should go to that conference," he remarks idly as he grimaces at whatever it is he picked up, seemingly preferring to be bored.

[ofthefamily]

"Your logic behind that proclamation being...?"

[keptherwaiting.livejournal.com]

Simply, "Edward."

[ofthefamily]

Trying to lean away from speaking about himself, Carlisle attempts a joke, "You rarely cite Edward as your source of logic for anything, Jasper."

[keptherwaiting.livejournal.com]

"That is not - " He starts to argue, only to frown, catching on. "Stop deflecting."

[ofthefamily]

"Hrmph." Fine, Carlisle thinks. "Edward said...?"

[keptherwaiting.livejournal.com]

"'That he won't go isn't the same as he doesn't want to,'" he quotes, managing to even convey the same tone of voice. Though the exaggerated brooding look may be overkill. And somewhat mean on his part to portray.

[ofthefamily]

"Perhaps he is suggesting it so that he doesn't have to listen to me for a week," Carlisle surmises darkly.

Carlisle intertwines his fingers across the table in front of him to resist scrubbing at his face. "The importance of work like this is just that: the work. Conferences and such, they all seem to focus on the presenter and it is highly...uncomfortable."

[themidnightson]

Edward does not give out hobbies. Or brooding lessons.

He does though have certain people he won't avoid.



"Revising, again?"

[ofthefamily]

Carlisle groans, Not you too - Jasper and Alice have already hit me up about this damnable conference. I'm never telling Jasper anything ever again.

Someone is grumpy.

[themidnightson]

Edward's expression is catalog of the tiniest shifts. Things humans would never catch. To them his expression would look like it had never shifted, still waiting there, with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders set.



His first response stifles for "I'll leave you to it, then."

[ofthefamily]

"No, Edw -- " Sit. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.

"Per piacere."

[themidnightson]

It's only the please that gets him to not take the step he'd started, turning back to look at Carlisle and his papers. His hands end up on the back of the chair near him rather than with him moving it.


Carlisle at least got half of what he asked for.

[ofthefamily]

"Alice and Jasper both are on a mission to get me to go now, and I don't understand why it is so important."

[themidnightson]

"They mean well."



Three words where two had already earned an apology and a please, but mostly just a patient, frustrated, reluctance at speech.

[ofthefamily]

"I know. They always do."