Svedka’s brows rise curiously as a stranger joins them without hesitation, stepping forward to place a kiss onto Kagerus’ lips. He is completely in shock, jaw slackening as he watches what unfolds before him, cerulean gaze flickering between his twin sister and the coupling of her wife and a stranger. Ivar’s comment draws a bout of laughter from Svedka’s mouth, which he quickly agrees in kind: “Yeah, can that be a thing?” Diplomatic research seems wonderful. Perhaps he should partake in it the next time he’s offered. Solac is as graceful as always, finding the random PDA to be quite amusing. Even he finds it in him to laugh audibly, though uncertain if Kagerus would enjoy his comment that directly aligns himself with Ivar. Solace’s reminder is met with a grimace from the young bachelor, lifting his hand to gently grasp her wrist as his sister tenderly brushes a lock of his golden hair behind his ear. “I’ll make sure to get you the highest bidder, Lace,” he reassures her with a gentle chuckle, swiftly kissing her hand before releasing it. This wasn’t Solace’s scene and he knows the beginnings of a grand exit when he sees it. The moment her cigarette is finished, his twin will take her leave once more.
“Yes, Kag,” he says to her with another gentle shove to her ribs with his elbow, “friends.” Svedka quickly side-steps, closing himself nearer to Nymf just in case she decides that he would receive a cold dagger placed to his neck. Svedka turns his attention to his half-sister, who is roving her hands across Ivar’s hips just as he does the same with Nymf. Before he can reply, Nymf has stolen the attention from the group, unzipping her dress to reveal vibrantly red undergarments that perfectly compliment her skin tone. She grabs his flask and tosses back a few swigs, which is met with a widened gaze from Svedka that slowly flickers to Wishbone. “You were saying?” he replies to his sister with a laugh, taking the silvered flask from slender fingers and downing a gulp himself as he watches her walk towards the pool. He immediately follows her (why wouldn’t he?) just as Wishbone and Ivar depart with the promise to return with alcohol.
Svedka watches her, enamored and pulsing with the buzz of liquor, as she dives gracefully into the pool. There is a laugh that erupts from his lips, the water illuminating on the handsome planes of his face as he sets his flask down onto the pool’s edge. He kicks his shoes off just as Wishbone comes to join him, and finishes unbuttoning the linen shirt he had begun to attempt to take off a while ago. “Shall we, dear brother?” and her only response is a wide-spread grin from Svedka as his shirt falls to the ground, revealing the heavily muscled curves of his chest and core.
Quickly, as his eyes meet hers, he notices the mischief that lies in the brooding depths and his hands immediately go up, palms facing her while one turns into a pointed finger towards her. “Hey now,” he manages, but her mind is already made up. Wishbone shoves him, but his already open hands quickly grasp her olive-colored wrists and as he loses his balance, his downward fall into the pool is accompanied by the delightful shriek of his sister.
Immediately he releases her once he is sure she is in the water, breaking the surface with wild laughter. The alcohol seems to soak into his blood vessels more quickly now he floats, a bit ungracefully with his dress pants still clinging to his legs. He tosses his head to remove damp golden hair from his face, raising a hand to wipe excess water from his face. He does not wait to see Wishbone’s reaction - it will be a bad one - and he immediately swims over to Nymf, hoping that being near an innocent bystander would leave him protected from his sister’s wrath. He glances to wherever Kagerus is, wondering if his sister-in-law would offer to help him or take Wishbone’s side in this alcohol-fueled sibling rivalry.
There are others in the pool near to him and Nymf, and he is sure that their falling in has interrupted what had been a calm night swim for some. He smiles sheepishly at the lavender-haired women, knowing that perhaps the Casia family wouldn’t enjoy the debauchery that seems to follow him. Should’ve tightened up their security, then, if they didn’t want that to happen. He offers the one sitting on the side a wave, hoping that her getting splashed wouldn’t have totally offended her. “Sorry about that,” he offers, pulling Nymf close to him in the same breath, putting his hands gently onto her ribcage. He quickly regains his awareness, however, knowing that Wishbone could easily swim behind him and dunk him beneath the water if she truly had her mind set on it.
“I don’t know what you expected!” he shouts to Wishbone, laughter in his throat.
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Svedka follows Nymf to the pool, gets undressed with Wishbone who attempts to push him in, but grabs her so that they both fall in. He looks for Kag to come to his aide, then he apologizes to Kylin for making a ruckus, then turns to taunt Wishbone further.