Lately Brian had been indulging his talent for the fugue state. He sat comfortably embedded in a small tower of socks, plucking idy at his guitar. When it wasn't plugged in, its sound was twinky and silvery and unobtrusive. Sometimes it was good to not be noticed.
"Yeah?" he called to the knock that startled him out of his very quiet attempt at "Kashmir."
Leading his friend down to the bar, Adam got them comfortably ensconced in one of the high-backed booths so that they could have some privacy and asked Brian what he wanted to drink. Taking the drink orders to Shadow, he returned with Brian's glass, which he pushed across the table, holding onto his own non-alcoholic apple cider.
"We should do this more often. An' get Pepper and Wens to join us. We haven't done anythin' together in ages." It was said casually, but it would almost as awkward for Adam as it would be for Brian. He wondered if he should tell Brian what happened with Pepper...
Usually, Brian preferred the cheap stuff, but didn't feel like admitting that to Adam right now. He just nursed his thick and viscous stout with a certain pleasure. It'd put hair on his chest. Not that he needed more.
What Adam said next was the obvious thing to say, but Brian didn't see it coming fast enough to ward off the flinch.
"Yeah. Guess so," he said a little bitterly, wiping at his foam moustache. "Someday."
Adam had never kept a secret from his friends. Actually that was a total lie, but he never kept anything important from his friends unless it endangered them in some way. But Brian was hurting, so what was his pride against that?
"Might be a little awkward," he confessed. "Cause a' what happened with me an' Pep on New Year's..."
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Luna walked slowly into the bar, deep in thought, while around her ankles gambolled ... a footstool? Pausing in mid-walk, she reached down to scratch between what passed for its ears, and a tassel on the footstool wagged appreciatively in the manner of puppies everywhere.
Adam didn't move at all but there was a feeling of swirling, conflicting power - intangible but strong - and then he shook his head. "That wasn't very nice, Luna. I jus' said it was a nice footstool..."
Ordinarily when he walked into a bar there was a sudden scramble for whatever snacks or food were present, only to find that they'd all run out or gone bad while no one was looking. He'd resigned himself to the rules for this place, though, and was unsurprised when it didn't happen. He did, however, pause in surprise when he saw Adam and Brian, he was still slightly uneasy around the young Antichrist's friends. He gave Adam a respectful nod as he continued into the bar. "Hello."
There was something oddly familiar about this situation. Perhaps it was the bar, and the people. Yes, something familiar about that, Remus mused, thinking about the sheer number of pubs he'd sat in, usually - not lately - waiting for Sirius Black.
He sat nursing his drink and reading an outdated paper, and heard more than felt his stomach rumble.
Adam waved, but didn't introduce Brian like he might have to someone else. It wasn't that either couldn't notice the other, but he was slightly wary of the alter-ego's significant other pairing at this delicate stage... "Hallo, Dr. Sable. How are you doin'?"
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"Yeah?" he called to the knock that startled him out of his very quiet attempt at "Kashmir."
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"We should do this more often. An' get Pepper and Wens to join us. We haven't done anythin' together in ages." It was said casually, but it would almost as awkward for Adam as it would be for Brian. He wondered if he should tell Brian what happened with Pepper...
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What Adam said next was the obvious thing to say, but Brian didn't see it coming fast enough to ward off the flinch.
"Yeah. Guess so," he said a little bitterly, wiping at his foam moustache. "Someday."
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"Might be a little awkward," he confessed. "Cause a' what happened with me an' Pep on New Year's..."
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"Wait a minute...you an' Pep? What now??"
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He sat nursing his drink and reading an outdated paper, and heard more than felt his stomach rumble.
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