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Sebastian Darkhart had been ousted from the house for the day. Well, that was a little harsh, it was more along the lines of him being kindly shunted towards the idea of travelling to his Aunt and Uncles house to make friends with the new cousin and not having an excuse as to why he couldn't go. He was useless at coming up with excuses, his older sister Rohana was good at it, but that was only because she was a girl and had gross girl reasons for getting out of stuff. The young boy shuddered and turned scarlet at the thought. Still he was here now, he might as well make the most of the situation. He couldn't help but wish that his favourite cousin Annalie could have been there, he would have rather spent time with her then make friends with someone else, but she had left and he didn't blame her. Everyone seemed to have a problem with her, Sebastian couldn't see why, she was smart, funny, nice - well at least she had been when he last saw her. Now, though no one even spoke her name, electing to call her "that girl" instead. It wasn't fair, he liked Annalie and he wasn't allowed to see her anyone, he would find a way though, he was a bright boy according to his father so he would come up with something. Still there were more pressing matters at hand, namely meeting Tate, the new Darkhart cousin and Annalie's replacement. Straightening his button up shirt and making sure he looked presentable he approached out the house.
Sebastian was usually quiet, he kept to himself at home he had three sisters after all and none of them wanted to join in with his games and he didn't have many friends, so this was a new thing entirely. Knocking once on the front door he opened it and stuck his head around it - like he had done many times before. "Aunty Cashlin? Uncle Moriarty? It's Sebastian!" he called slipping indoors and taking his shoes off by the door. He wandered slowly into the kitchen, taking the time to take in all the changes in the house since he had last been here. Gone were the pictures of Annalie that used to be proudly displayed everywhere. Instead only photographs of Aimee (the adopted ex cousin) and this Tate remained. Examining the photo of Tate on the wall Sebastian couldn't help but smile. The boy looked nice enough, he reminded Sebastian of Aimee, maybe they were brother and sister? Entering the kitchen the brunette found the real Tate sitting at the table. "Hi, I'm your cousin Sebastian, but you can call me Seb if you want everyone does. Except my sisters who call me all sorts of mean names. Is Aimee your sister? You look like sisters..." Sebastian trailed off when he realised that he was rambling and scratched the back of his head idly "Sorry, I tend to go on when I'm nervous." he chuckled. Walking over to the fridge he pulled it open and pulled an apple out of the bag in the cool draw. Biting into it he sat down next to Tate, "Whatcha doing?" he asked waiting for Tate to finally say something.
<FONT font="arial"><COLOR color="#000">Sebastian was usually quiet, he kept to himself at home he had three sisters after all and none of them wanted to join in with his games and he didn't have many friends, so this was a new thing entirely. Knocking once on the front door he opened it and stuck his head around it - like he had done many times before. "Aunty Cashlin? Uncle Moriarty? It's Sebastian!" he called slipping indoors and taking his shoes off by the door. He wandered slowly into the kitchen, taking the time to take in all the changes in the house since he had last been here. Gone were the pictures of Annalie that used to be proudly displayed everywhere. Instead only photographs of Aimee (the adopted ex cousin) and this Tate remained. Examining the photo of Tate on the wall Sebastian couldn't help but smile. The boy looked nice enough, he reminded Sebastian of Aimee, maybe they were brother and sister? Entering the kitchen the brunette found the real Tate sitting at the table. "Hi, I'm your cousin Sebastian, but you can call me Seb if you want everyone does. Except my sisters who call me all sorts of mean names. Is Aimee your sister? You look like sisters..." Sebastian trailed off when he realised that he was rambling and scratched the back of his head idly "Sorry, I tend to go on when I'm nervous." he chuckled. Walking over to the fridge he pulled it open and pulled an apple out of the bag in the cool draw. Biting into it he sat down next to Tate, "Whatcha doing?" he asked waiting for Tate to finally say something.