[b][color=f26522]Victor[/color][/b]
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[color=f26522]“Sadly not.”[/color] Victor answered, while not sound too sincere in his sadness. [color=f26522]“Humans are still so very…extraordinary.”[/color] He commented as his father lifted the blade. [color=f26522]“So short lived. Yet so willing to dedicate their lives to one art alone and perfect it. Or they buzz like bees until their hearts give out or their body becomes gray and old. The blade was forged by a small workshop in France from the lovely town of Heritange. Absolutely stunning in its…humanism.”[/color] Victor had no problem with admitting that humans could be better in some things than him. He had led a long life but not yet long enough to master every skill. And even then, every time he mastered one skill, humans managed to invent another.

Victor was certainly taken aback a bit by his father’s request. Him and Maggie, decorate? He didn’t have an artful soul at all. Quite the opposite. Some of his siblings might even call him boring. Though, as his father continued, he understood. He certainly had fond memories of the roaring twenties. A time of endless partying. With Maggie almost always in the middle of it all. She certainly could hold a grand event yet his father was right. Sometimes she needed to be curbed a little.

Liz’s hug did not come entirely as a surprise. She was still so young and full of almost human warmth. Something he actually had lost already at her age. It fascinated him how his little sister kept going like that. Ever the brattish child that loved her family. Though, history often offered glimpse of the future. All his siblings, at a certain point, went through change. No doubt Elizabeth would suffer the same fate. He only hoped she’d grow up just as strong as his older sister. A little awkwardly he wrapped one arm around Liz to return the gesture.

[color=f26522]“Tell me, father.”[/color] Victor then continued. [color=f26522]“How are my siblings?”[/color] Of course, Victor could ask them himself. He wasn’t sincerely concerned about their well-being. At least not for now. No, he wanted his father’s opinion. Which one grew, which one didn’t change at all? And of course, his father knew Victor certainly held some in higher favor than others. Nik and Maggie were certainly important in Victor’s life. As were Liz, Sasha and Quin. Victor couldn’t be bothered less about Caspen. Only if the kid went a step too far, Victor would deem taking about Caspen necessary. And then there was Alice. His sibling whose existence Victor would rather deny. His father couldn’t be oblivious to the hostility between Alice and Victor. But Victor seemingly held a fascination for his little sister as well. Or at least pretend to have it, only to catch glimpses of what Sarah was up to.