‘ since i got shot, you went into a coma — sorry saskia, that bastard got murdered after his own trial, that italian also got shot, and nearly everything in between ? ’ hand comes up matter-of-factly directed at vera. ‘ what you call morose, i call realism. no wonder sol wanted to become an army nurse, there was market for it. very enterprising of her, you should be proud. she will graduate when she graduates, not everything is a race ! ask one of the children who the boy is, they should know. ’ /. @cocnraad or hijack!
forefinger lifts from it’s place against his glass to shift sharply. “ don’t encourage it, johanne – she’s too young to be witnessing frontline injuries. ” anton had come back different. sol didn’t need to experience that too. “ there are plenty of other professions if she wants to help people, ” he nods approvingly at vera. blue gaze scans the room for his boys, free arm raising to beckon the younger. “ olivier! ” does he not see coenraad? “ saskia, tell your son to come here. ” / @saskiaelse or @olivicr
“ she should go to med school. that’s a respectable career choice. we need more female doctors in this world ! ” needless to say, saskia did not know anything about astrid bernadotte’s academic prowess. “ it would get her away from paris. ” saskia got it ! paris was wonderful: the city of lights, the most romantic city in europe… everything glittered, the bakeries were to die for, and seine flowed beautifully through it. but. it was in france. “ i think i know who that is… ” but her eyes were not as sharp without her glasses. maybe she should have brough her opera lenses. her hand swatted coenraad on the arm ( gently, affectionately ), before waving to olivier and gesturing him to make the long journey of four meters to their table. ( @olivicr )
he took one cautious step to join the circle. his hands were tightly clasped together behind his back. “ and what can i do for you ? ” he looked around the band of thieves. ( @vcra )
“ that’s not a bad idea, sask, but freja is my niece, even my sister doesn’t know what to think, how will i explain that ? they’re so close. ” and if this spawns sol’s non-existent stubborn streak, it’s another thing on the mountain of problems to deal. “ maybe i’ll work on the older ones first. ” it’s a delicate matter, sweden is somehow in the middle, they don’t condone this ! “ oh don’t worry dear, you’re not in trouble. ” coenraad, is already staring the boy stiff. she shoots him a look. “ we were just wondering, if you knew who that boy is over there. just so we know the appropriate title of course. are you friends ? ” [ @olivicr or @cocnraad ]