“I study astronomy. I would like to be an astronomer.” He explained, looking at his knees. He wasn’t ashamed of it, but most of his friends and family said they would have liked if he went into sports so he was always nervous admitting his chosen course.
"Well, that's just like my host and his crew," Cyprus said, a grin spreading across his face as he did a few lazy turns while he floated. "Whole band of ragtag astronomers and explorers. They call themselves 'charters,' if I remember correctly."
Liam nodded, “Yeah. I plan on working in the observatory but,” He shrugged, “Who knows. Anything could happen.”
"Observatories are nice," Cyprus hummed. "I knew another prince who owned a rather large observatory. I hear his kingdom has vanished however, though I'm not quite sure how it happened."
“Yeah, I didn’t even know a kingdom was here let alone there be others.” Liam said, picking at the grass, “History isn’t my strong point.”
"Well, it's not history taught in books," Cyprus explained. "My kingdom fell roughly around the time Europe was rising to power. That was at least 500 years ago, give or take a century. My friend's kingdom is rumored to have never even existed, which I suppose is a worse fate," he said with a small chuckle
“He isn’t Arthur Pendragon, is he? From Arthurian legend, with Merlin, Morgana and so on?” He asked, sitting forward and crossing his legs, wandering what the answer would be.
Cyprus shook his head. "No, his name is Llano Lonakke, which can be sort of confusing since his kingdom is the Lonakke kingdom. Nowadays I hear he got himself sacrificed and ended up the protector of what's left of his kingdom," he said with a shrug
“Oh,” Liam said, slightly disappointed, “Was Arthur real? I’ve only heard stories but never believed them, well at one point I did but now I’m confused.”
"I'm not entirely certain in all honesty. Just because I'm 500 years old doesn't mean I have a good memory," Cyprus said as if it were obvious. "For all I know, I could have chatted one of them up in a tavern somewhere."
“Yeah, guess so…” He paused for a moment, thinking, “Are you really over 500 years old?” He asked.
"Somewhere around that," Cyprus hummed. "Though I certainly don't look like it. Take away all the ridiculous scarring I was left with and I'd be a perfect image of youth," he said, gesturing to his scarred face with a smug grin
Liam smiled a little, “Yeah, guess so. Still, you’re looking good on it for 500.” He said, gesturing with a hand to Cyprus before leaning on it
"Probably because I was…19 when I died. Maybe 20," Cyprus said, the words coming out as more of a question as he took a moment to count on his fingers
“Not all 19 or 20 year olds look as good as you, trust me on that.” He replied, his eyes looking him up and down once more.
"Like I said. Perfect image of youth," Cyprus hummed, posing midair as he all but preened in the attention. Once upon a time people used to fall at his feet, so it was nice to have some appreciation
(hhh gtg for the night)
“Clearly.” Liam said, shaking his head a little to snap out of whatever trance he was in. He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand and went back to picking at the grass.
(okay, goodnight)
Cyprus smiled at that. He floated so that he was in front of Liam, sitting cross-legged while upside down in the air. “You know, there’s something I still haven’t figured out about you.”
Liam looked up and crossed his arms, leaning forward a little, “Really? And what might that be?” He asked.
“Why you haven’t run away screaming yet,” Cyprus continued. “Normally people see a ghost and they either don’t realize they have or they run away screaming. But you haven’t,” he pointed out
Liam gave a one shouldered shrug, “Does that bother you? Because I can do exactly that if you so wish.” He said, uncrossing his arms and placing them behind him.
“No, you don’t have to,” Cyprus said, turning himself rightside up as he looked at Liam. “I was just curious, really. It’s a nice change in all honesty.”
Liam gave a small smile but didn’t look Cyprus is the eye, “Yeah well, I nearly ran away, I thought it was a dream at first, but then I heard you talk and thought I’d take a look.”
“Well, that’s to be expected,” Cyprus said with a shrug. “I mean, how many cloaked men do you see in graveyards?” he chuckled
“Next to none,” He replied, his smile growing a little, “I don’t normally come to graveyards in all honestly, I just happened to be walking by one yesterday.”
“Odd,” Cyprus hummed, floating around Liam absently as he spoke. “What made you come looking through the graveyard, then?”
“I’m not entirely sure,” He admitted, frowning slightly, “I just felt an erge to walk through. Strange ‘cause I never do.”
Cyprus shrugged. "Sometimes things like that just happen." A small smile crossed his face as he floated leisurely through the air in front of Liam. "Though I'm glad you did. It gets sort of lonely here."
“Glad I’m of use to someone.” Liam said, giving him the same small smile back. He sighed and lay back in the grass and closed his eyes.
Cyprus smiled a bit at that. He floated over to Liam, laying down in the grass next to him but making sure that his cloak covered his badly damaged arm