Effie

May. 19th, 2014 07:05 pm
fundamentally: (Sunshine)
He'd seen her on and off and they'd fallen into something comfortable. It wasn't exactly a friendship, he didn't think. They didn't do drinks, didn't even really chat much. They just met and exchanged pleasantries enough to not be rude, and then they wound up in bed. It was really easy and it filled the need he had for contact. He imagined it filled her needs as well. If it didn't, she wouldn't keep coming 'round.

He'd sent one simple text to her today at lunch. Three little words. Tonight at mine? After work he'd swung past the shop and had bought some wine and cheese and a lovely bit of hard sausage. Just in case they broke routine and had a bite.

Maybe one day he ought to invite her out for dinner, John thought. But then again, maybe not. Maybe this was enough.

Effie

May. 12th, 2014 02:20 pm
fundamentally: (Cast Shadows)
(from HERE)

That made him smile. "Maybe not," he agreed, looking at her there, right there on his arm like she'd been made for it.

He kept his shopping close and stood close her in the lift, but not too close, not wanting to come off as...as what? As a man who wanted to see her smile again. Hear her laugh. Maybe feel that light touch again. The lift took them to his floor and he lead the way to the door. Just the business of a lock and key and he let her into his flat. It looked utterly unlived in.

"The kitchen's this way. I'll put on the kettle," he said as he showed her the way in. He went straight to the kitchen to put away his groceries, thinking the entire time that he should say something. Say something witty. Or interesting. Or at least something not stupid. He tucked the cheese and bacon away and when he turned from the refrigerator he saw her and smiled.

"It feels like it belongs to a stranger," he said. "But if it's to be mine I'll turn it into a home. It's not like I'm used to. My home in London was quite posh."

Not his home, though. Their home. Of late, his 'home' had been the couch in his mate's flat.

SOTP

Apr. 23rd, 2014 12:51 am
fundamentally: (Reclining)
State of Me: I'm trying to be really disciplined about my threads because I've found if I get more than about ten I get really overwhelmed. And that's between two games, so you can see how I try to keep it to one active thread per pup (But obvs EPs don't count where I'll have multiple threads unser one post). In daily life I'm dealing with pain, but there's nothing new about that. And if everything goes my way, by this time next month I'll have a new job. I've got a 2nd interview on Thursday for a job developer with a nonprofit in the city and I'd really like to get it. I've also had an interview with the local community college to be a curriculum designer and help them get their prostetics/orthotics program online so people can get their degrees by distance, which is VERY exciting and I want it very much, but uni's hire so slowly. Glaciers move faster. So we'll see what comes of that. But no matter what, I'm actively looking for a new job because anyone who follows my journal or my twitter knows how miserable I am at my job and how much I cannot work for my boss.

DARROW


Eric Preston from Mysterious Skin
Preston's next EP will be him in the salon taking on new clients. He's been in school for 5 months now and I'm no expert on becoming a stylist but I have a feeling he'd be at least doing some stuff, even if it's basic things along the lines of Great CLips quality haircuts. He's hoing to be just beginning his coloring unit which excites him so much. But that's all the bland stuff of his day to day that basically lives in my head and has no bearing on play. What DOES have bearing on play is Lys's KIRIN plot. With her permission I am going to do a one shot of Preston getting involved with the group and he'll be undergoing gene therapy to be a little more super than he is now. I haven't settled on what kind of ability he's going to gain, I keep waffling between enhanced strength and enhanced psychic ability (more like some kind of psyonic or ~kinesis kind of ability more than reading thoughts). I'm going to write the one shot either Thursday or Friday to kick it off. Then I'll be tagging him around with the thought in mind that he's going through all this. If anyone would like a thread, I'm all for throwing up a start for something private if there's no convenient EP or GP to use. Just poke me.


John from Cock
John is new and I'm so pleased I chose to app him. He has a particular voice, in canon and in my head, and I am hoping I'm communicating it properly because for me he is a delight. I haven't got any plottish plans for him right now. I'm just getting him introduced and socialized a bit. I"ve really enjoyed all the threads I've had with him so far and he seems to be one of those pups who can easily find a reason to tag just about everything. His debut is still open, though it's slowed down. I tagged him into the record store day post but in an effort to be conscientious I only tagged Fee because fellow Brit. John needs that right now. He's also got a thread with Lindsey which is delightful. He gave Linds tea in a mug with a bear holding a heart shaped balloon on it. IDK, it just cracked me up, ok? I haven't got any ideas for him at the moment since he's so new, but I love him and I want to play him all the time so if you want a thread with him and he doesnt' have a post or you want me to be sure to tag your pup or even if you want to start something private, I'm game.

Lindsey

Apr. 18th, 2014 08:12 pm
fundamentally: (Fundamentally)
John was fitting in quite well at the library. He'd made a fast friend with Charlie at the circulation desk and he had settled into his small office. Cubicle, really, since four of them were in one room. He was hardly there anyway. Just to use the electric kettle for a cup of tea on break.

He had begun to notice Lindsey. Every day he saw him he thought he should say hello. And some days he got closer to speaking to the man than others. He wanted to, but he began to think, to think and question and second guess himself and he always found a reason to turn away and go shelve a book or some such.

But today Lindsey took him by surprise. John came around the corner and the man was just there. Put on the spot, John didn't know what else to do but speak.

"He-hello," he said, a nervous smile twitching at the corners of his mouth. He met Lindsey's eyes and then found he had to look away. "Hello, Lindsey. Studying, then, I suppose?"

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