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Post by storm on Aug 3, 2011 20:35:22 GMT -5
Ryan nodded as he simply listened to the other ramble on about his godson, it was adorable. He seemed like he could easily go on for a few hours ago Ellie, if someone were to let him. Which was making him think about asking to meet him, when the time was right and it most likely wasn’t right for now at all. He had a few sips of his drink while he had listened, smiling most of the time hearing him. “Of course, it’ll last as long as you probably reinforce it, the good work and such.”
“Well… At least it helps right?” He laughed softly as he had gotten up from the table, to follow Morgan back to the mail house. Honestly he didn’t care so much about getting the tour as he had already seen part of what was being worked on when he was trying to find Morgan and also when he had been waiting.
“Yeah keeping on subject helps. “ He paused some and gave a small nod, “yeah that’s mostly what I was just really going to say to begin with -separate beds, I would like my own room but if you want we can just have one.” He was sure that Morgan was going to say yes to his add-on to what he was going to say but he had to cover all bases just in case. “Other than that we can figure out about food and other things such as that when we need to.”
ooc; sorry it was short ):
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 3, 2011 22:46:45 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He listened as the other male spoke about it would last so long as he reinforced it. Well, yeah, the hard work would and the passion for school would, if he reinforced it. However, that’s not what he was concerned would last. However, Ellie was getting better, starting to look better and was just all around things were getting…well… better.
Brushing any thoughts of that sort out of his head, keeping Ellie tucked away as something good, he listened about what the other wanted over separate beds and wondered about separate rooms. “Well, I would imagine separate rooms would be easiest,” he informed him as he thought about it, “because sharing a room but not a bed would be slightly cramped right? With separate rooms we could each make it our own space versus compromising on things like what color it would be, what posters would be up, and so on.”
As they wandered down towards the mail house, he checked his watch again, trying to think of how long he had left to work that day before going to get his godson. He looked up towards the building as they arrived and was glad to see that more of the team had arrived, so he didn’t need to work that much longer. Ushering the other to follow him inside, he held open the door for him and waved to a co-worker.
“So what are your limits?” he asked him casually as he looked around. The door they entered was different than the two of them had left earlier. This area was a bit better than where they were before. It was made up neatly, keeping the old architecture. It had yet to be painted and completely finished, but it still was a good step forward. “This is the main room where the gallery will begin. The steps to the right,” he said ushering to them “will lead up to the café above, but we haven’t finished with the stairs yet, so we don’t dare go up yet.” He said before he lead him further on.
People were working in various areas, transforming what was old and crumbling to strong and beautiful. When it was done it would surely look wonderful. As they neared where he had been working, he stopped and leaned against the wall to look to him, listening to anything more they needed to talk about right now.
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Post by storm on Aug 12, 2011 1:01:24 GMT -5
Looking over at Morgan, Ryan gave a faint nod as he listened to the other. He was right; it would be more than cramped if the two had shared a room but different beds entirely. “Sounds perfectly fine with me, getting our own space is nice also nice, I personally never care so much about color and things like that though.” He paused some as he bit on his lower lip for a moment, “do you know where we should really live or anything? I know your job is here for right now but college from here is about an hour.” He fiddled with his hands a bit.
When the two had gotten back to the mail house building he blinked as he was quickly ushered inside of the building. He was thinking it must have been that he was rushing due to wanting to see his godson, remembering the days that he had told him only moments ago when they were inside the small shop for something to drink and to talk mostly there. “Limits?” He sighed and looked over at the other, really he didn’t have any but also wasn’t quite sure on what would go under limits. Such as, if they were allowed to see other people even though they were going to be married but more acting like roommates. Or if Morgan clearly meant with each other but he wouldn’t see on why to talk about that, he knew that the other was straight as he mentioned it the day they met.
Looking over at what would be the main room, he gave a slight nod as he could already easily see it could work there. He blinked as he was ushered them over towards the stairs. “Well yeah I wouldn’t want to go up there either without having them finished.” He gave a quiet laugh, shaking his head a bit.
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Post by ritsukitty on Nov 3, 2011 16:06:42 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Their trek was quite a pretty one, as leaves billowed past their feet when the wind picked up the lightest breeze. The whole town right now in itself was a crisp place. The weather, lately gaining a light chill, seemed to be the most desired kind as people enjoyed spending more time outside now, than any other time of the year. It made their walk quite enjoyable, even if they were talking about something not the least bit enjoyable. After all, who would want to be forced into a marriage? With another guy at that?
"I suppose," Morgan began as he was thinking, "It's not a problem to live closer to your school. I currently have a bike and can use that. I'm trading it in for a car soon since I will no longer be able to use mother's if I have a bunch of stuff, or if I'm picking up Ellie." He said as he shrugged and stuck his hands in his pockets, making a note in his mind that he would need to start bringing a jacket; especially if he was going to stay late at work. “So if you know of a good place over there, pass on the information to your mother who will likely give it to mine. However, if you don’t want her or my mother to know where we are, as I’m certain my mother would drop by for her ever annoying visits in which she will stay and get in everyone’s way then you can even call me up or even mail it to my personal box or email instead. He informed him with a shrug. “I’ll look around as well when I have time to get down there. Probably in the next few days.
He hadn’t meant to rush him about, but he needed to get back to work. The leader would get mad at him if he took too long, since his schedule was already lenient due to his godson. He enjoyed working with these people, he didn’t want to risk the chance of getting kicked out of the group and having to find a new place. Not many people renovate buildings anymore. At least, not in the way the Circle does. He would hate to change that.
As the other questioned about the limits, he blinked and shrugged “Well, I suppose like… general rules?” he offered curiously. “Like, be aware when the mothers are visiting so if we decide that it’s okay to see other people, then we need to make sure not only our moms don’t see that, but each other doesn’t.” he offered. “Would you like to see other people, or do you not particularly care. I mean… we will be married, but it’s not a mutual and affectionate relationship so…” he trailed off, hinting at the idea that Ryan may need contact, physical at least, with other people.
Morgan may, but in all honesty, he didn’t really care for relationships. They weighed him down, asked for too much from him, and just usually bothered him. Who would want a naggy girl hanging about the whole time for more than just sex? Yes, that’s kind of cruel, but his godson was enough of a companion and company to keep him entertained. Not to mention, most of the girlfriends he had in the past did not like how much time he would spend with his godson instead of them. They didn’t understand his relationship.
The thought of his exes made him sigh inwardly. Turning back to the building, he looked around the floor. It was defiantly still in the works, but it held inside a raw beauty that was slowly being exposed.
“Yeah, but when it’s finished, it will be a sight to see. You should come back in a few weeks and see how far we’ve already come.” He said with a grin, “we can do so much in such a little time. This came about in a little over a month.” He informed him, ushering around at what was already done. Most of the building already gutted, new furniture being built, the walls cleaned up, redone and new structure being put in.
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Post by storm on Nov 24, 2011 1:19:00 GMT -5
Ryan nodded his head as he bit at his lip, while continuing to fiddle with his hands while listening to Morgan talk. “Well if you want to keep your bike you can just use my car if we do end up living close to campus. I can just catch a bus or something, I don’t mind.” He stopped playing with his hands and glanced up at the other guy as he felt a chill run along his spine from the breeze.
“But I’ll start looking into it, looking for places where we can live and stuff.” He bit at his lip for a moment longer before finally letting it go, “well if you do go down to look call I guess and I’ll see if I can join you.”
Morgan to him seemed in a rush, but Ryan couldn’t blame him. The guy was at work and supposed to be ending his break any moment now instead of talking to his future husband. Ryan should have waited and tried seeing him a time when he wasn’t at work even though that would have been the only time they could actually attempt to talk without having their mothers around to interrupt them every few moments.
“Yeah I’d rather not really have our mothers visiting really at all... If they know mine will always be over and won’t leave us alone to continue our lives like nothing really at all happened.” He sighed softly as he rubbed his neck slightly and laughed slightly at Morgan’s hint. “Yeah that’s perfectly fine with me to see others. And yes I know it wasn’t really our choice for it to happen.” If Ryan had it his way, he wouldn’t be getting married to practically a stranger.
Obviously Ryan was going to continue to see others even with their marriage being legal. For heaven’s sake he had a hickie on his collarbone that was being covered barely by his shirt. There would be no reason for him not to continue when Morgan urged him to look for other places. The only thing he wouldn’t probably do because he knew it could get possibly bad was bring people to the apartment or wherever the two would be living especially when the other would be home.
“Only thing I can really think of that could be a limit is just bringing people home unless I’m not there when whatever happens happens between you and a girl.” He sighed as he glanced at the building somewhat. “Yeah sure I’ll come here around then to see how things are going, and you already did this all for just a month?” Ryan couldn’t help but be impressed by the workers having what they have already worked on so far was just a month.
“So we done then?” He raised an eyebrow somewhat, they talked about what they already completely needed to. Limits, preferences, schedules, nothing more really needed to be covered unless they wanted to just talk now but that wouldn’t be the greatest idea when he needed to get back to working.
Ooc; perhaps in a few weeks when they meet to look at places they have found to live?
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