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Business with the Templar (which went mostly fine by the way, though Razvan would probably enjoy a card or three as he got a little roughed up) brought us to Chile recently, and ever since I got back, Caleb has been telling me about Chile non-stop. He had to study Chile for school. He seems quite keen to inform me of all the things I missed. And I realised I was there and I didn't take in any of it. I never do. Not Nova Prata or any of the places in Romania or Chile, I don't consider myself as having been to any of them. The Templar have tainted all of it.

Also, a friend of mine, Father Kilpatrick, suggested that I go with him to Vatican City next month. He is helping me finish up my thesis, and he has been a wonderful advisor over the years. He isn't in the know, as far as I know. He simply has certain opinions on the danger of fanaticism that are in line with mine. Of course, the second he suggested I go with him to Vatican City, I might have made a flimsy excuse and run away from him and then called up Saul to have Dead Meat check him out. He was clean, by the way. But I refuse to go back to that place.

I think spending three weeks in a hole under the ground of someplace would do that to anyone.

So...I suppose my rather obvious and rambling point is that travelling does not equal the Templar. Well. That and I have issues, but who is surprised there?

As soon as certain familial obligations negate themselves and the children are on holiday, the family and I are off to Valencia for some quiet time. Would anyone like to come along?

Date: 2010-11-05 12:08 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] suave-thomas.livejournal.com

I think you can count the Spectral-Littleton contingent in, barring anything major happening. Spectre might be off rock starring, but I want Katya to see the ocean. Peter, she is going to be so adorable when she sees it!

And I probably would have burst into tears has Micky Kilpatrick asked me to accompany him to the Vatican. I am never going there again. Ever. Evereverever.

You're no going are you?

Date: 2010-11-05 12:11 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com
Indeed! I expect you will spend the entire time in the water and we will be bringing home a Thomas-raisin. Am I correct?

We need to film this for adorable posterity. AND I need to come over tomorrow because I haven't squealed over how cute Katya is yet this week. ...we're so manly, Thomas, you and I.

No! If I go back there, they'll grab me and I'll never escape because they're whackjobs!

Date: 2010-11-05 12:12 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] suave-thomas.livejournal.com
Thomas-raisin would just like to ensure that you are not mocking him, Pale Pete.

Peter. My wonderful Peter. I don't think we need to be manly. I just think we need to be us. And every so often, I need to grab your arse. For nostalgia.

Good. No whackjobs.

Date: 2010-11-05 12:14 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com
Hey! I wasn't mocking! Why did you have to go there! I burn like a marshmallow.

You know, that was almost sweet until you came off like a creepster.

My thoughts exactly.

Date: 2010-11-05 12:15 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] suave-thomas.livejournal.com
You're just delicate, honey. Embrace it!

Yeah, I'll believe you consider that creepy the day you stop grabbing my arse and then running away. As if I wouldn't recognise your giggle from around the corner.

Date: 2010-11-05 12:17 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com
It's fine, I spend all my beach time under the Umbrella of Not Burning and it's all okay!

It still never gets old!

Date: 2010-11-05 12:18 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] suave-thomas.livejournal.com
Peter, I cannot fully express how adorable I think you are in words.

So I am going to call you, and tell you a bedtime story in the hopes that you will actually use it as a cue to go to sleep.

Date: 2010-11-05 12:19 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com
Oh! Tell me the one about the Naughty Monk!

Date: 2010-11-05 12:19 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] ghost-within.livejournal.com
I just snorted chocolate milk up my nose, you two. Thank you.

Date: 2010-11-05 12:21 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com
I almost said I would come help you with that, but then it just sounded gross and kind of germy...

Date: 2010-11-05 12:22 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] ghost-within.livejournal.com
You are just asking me to make you a mud pie surprise again, my darling.

Date: 2010-11-05 12:23 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com

Date: 2010-11-05 12:20 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] deirdre-ionuin.livejournal.com
You don't grab MY arse and run away giggling!

Date: 2010-11-05 12:21 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com
N-no... It's a special Thomas Thing.

...please don't grab mine in retaliation...

Date: 2010-11-05 12:23 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] deirdre-ionuin.livejournal.com
Okay, I reckon you're safe ;)

Can I come have Daddy Peter time tomorrow? I need to talk a few things out.

Date: 2010-11-05 12:23 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com
Well phew.

Of course you can, Deirdre. Any time.

Date: 2010-11-05 12:24 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] hereprophetslie.livejournal.com
Uncle Peter, can I come see you now?

Date: 2010-11-05 12:25 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com
Absolutely. I'll tell Thomas to call back later and I'll make some tea.

Date: 2010-11-07 10:50 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] createthemess.livejournal.com
Congrats, Peter, I'm glad it went well. And I think we'd all start doubting your sanity if you did go back to Vatican City willingly...

Valencia sounds awesome but I'm not going to force the twins onto another plane - they hated the Blackpool journey. We'll crash your family holiday when they're older :D


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