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Post by Alix Darwin on Jan 15, 2013 16:27:25 GMT -5
 Alix had dressed in his normal suit this evening and donned a black fedora just for a little extra class. It hadn’t taken him long to shower, shave and dress. It was so easy to fall into his normal routine, even on nights that he might have anywhere to go. Tonight though he had plans, working plans but they were still plans. He hadn’t been in this city long before he had found a few places to play. A very nice restaurant with a bar had caught his eye immediately. La Reve. It was one of those high class places that you needed a reservation to get into, but Alix didn’t mind that kind of crowd, he was generally very accepting of all.
It was just him and the piano this fine evening for the most part. There wasn’t a singer so he took the microphone and the ivory keys. There were a few others that he now knew by name that accompanied him on a few numbers with the brass and strings. The early evening crowd was just as thick as the dinner crowd and they all seemed to be enjoying the music and that pleased Alix greatly. He was always pleased if he was doing a good job, he was one that liked to be on the top of his game. After several songs he could tell that it was getting later in the evening as the dress of the patrons started getting a little fancier.
The music was a wonderful aphrodisiac to Alix’s mood. It was one of the rare times that he really just let his personality shine through all the proper and OCD tendencies he normally had. The music made his body move, his smile was without hesitation and he was easily comfortable in front of an audience. Every now and then a patron, usually women, would wander up towards the stage and tuck a tip in the front pocket of his suit jacket. He always smiled, nodded and never eased to play. The first half of the set was winding down now, he had played a few songs just him and the piano so that the rest of the band could get a break before taking over so that he could step down and have his own.
It had come that time when they all arrived and he was grateful, his fingers had started to ache and he needed a drink. He stood smoothing his jacket down and straightening his tie as he approached the other microphone stand. “Thank you all. Now I leave in you the capable hands of my band mates to provide you with some light dinner music.” He smile slipped over his lips as he addressed the crowd. “Now worries,” He winked “I’ll be back shortly.” With a bit of a bow he slipped off the stage and started to make his way to the bar. Only once was he stopped by a woman who slipped a tip and a card into his pocket. He thanked her and walked around her towards the bar.
As Alix approached the bar he pulled the card out of his pocket not even taking the time to look at the number and smoothly slid it into a busboy’s tray of dirty dinner dishes that were headed back to the kitchen. He didn’t have any need for the numbers that he often acquired, women were not his taste. He slid onto a barstool and pulled his fedora off setting it on the seat to his left. Fingers ran through his hair and he ordered a scotch on the rocks. The barkeep got to making his order and he couldn’t help but let his gaze wonder up and down the bar a little.
Words: 627 Muse: Dancing about the place like a madman Outfit : ~*~ Outfit ~*~Notes: Sorry if it was boring. (>.<) |
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Post by Silvanus Titus Demetrius on Jan 18, 2013 0:09:40 GMT -5
Silva adjusted the right sleeve of his dress shirt and turned to one of the girls staring at his scar and gave her a very heated glare. She winced and looked back to her friends at their table. He rolled his eyes to hide the slight hurt whenever someone stared at his scar and sipped at the drink he ordered. It was just a beer, nothing really fancy in his eyes, but apparently the bartender gave him the most expensive one when he asked for "just a beer." Bartender probably thought he wouldn't notice, but he did!
How did he notice it was the most expensive? One of the waiters came up to the bar not two seconds after he was handed his beer and asked for the "Most expensive beer" and his had been the one handed over. After one more sip, Jazz music started playing and he smiled and just listened to it for a while. As the time went on the people around him came and left, but he didn't notice. Whoever was playing was doing a fantastic job at it, he thought.
He turned around and all he saw was someone wearing a fedora at the piano, he seemed to be enjoying himself. He saw some women slip money into Fedora's front pocket of his jacket. Silva rolled his eyes and turned back around and drank the last gulp from his beer. He sat there for a little while, just letting the music take him to another place. He cleared his throat and set the glass down on the bar. The bartender asked if he wanted another one but he shook his head and asked for some water. The bartender raised an eyebrow but nodded and gave him a glass. Silva shook his head and drank the water as the song came to a close.
"Thank you all. Now I leave in you the capable hands of my band mates to provide you with some light dinner music. No worries, I’ll be back shortly." Sounded like the guy on the piano was done for a little while. He ordered another beer and the bartender gave it to him and went to tend to Fedora a few seats over. He glanced over, Shit, he's hot! He froze for a second before rolling his eyes at his thoughts and ran a hand through his short hair and took a swig from his beer. He straightened his dress shirt and tie before sitting up a little straighter and continued to drink his beer. One side of his brain said, Don't get involved, he'll hurt you! while the other side, and his heart, went, GO FOR IT! He sighed and shook his head, his doubt and fear getting the best of him, and he sat there staring into his drink.
OOC: Poor Silva, he's so shy! Also sorry if this seems icky ><
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Post by Alix Darwin on Jan 18, 2013 13:01:32 GMT -5
Maybe it was the music, maybe it was because he was a bit hungry and the booze hit his stomach a bit harder than normal, but Alix was in a phenomenal mood. Normally his obsessive compulsive disorder seemed to get the best of him. Most didn’t like it when he stopped mid conversation to adjust their tie or fix their collar on their shirt. The conversations usually ended with a weird look and the other person leaving. He tried; he really did, to be more at ease. He tried to fit into the crowd, but deep down it tore him up. Most of his relationships had ended because he was just too particular as to how things were, apparently most didn’t share his same sense of order and cleanliness. As he sat there at the bar he straightened the napkin that lay under his drink so that its edges were parallel with the edges of the bar. It was nothing major but inside it made him feel better, just as simple as that.
He had been enjoying his scotch. It was a good year and the taste was perfect for his mood. Brown eyes studied the glass for a moment and his brows furrowed a little. Five, there were five ice cubes. He fished one of the cubes out and popped it into his mouth. There, now there were four making it a nice and even number. He tipped the bartender before he looked around him at the other patrons sitting at the bar, the cool cube melting in his mouth. There wasn’t much going on to his right, a young woman had sat down. To most she would have been very alluring, for her dress was fancy but it didn’t cover much. She had looked over and saw Alix looking her direction and flashed a lovely smile his way. It looked as if she was about to speak but Alix had already given her a polite smile before turning his head away before a single word could come out of her mouth.
When Alix looked to the left he saw a gentleman drinking a beer a looking a bit down. That looked more appealing to him then a scantily clad woman whom he’d have to make polite conversation with. He scooped up his hat and slid down that direction leaving one empty bar stool between them. He had finished his drink and nodded to the bartender to bring him another and to bring the man to his left another of what he was drinking too. He searched his brain for something clever to say and came up with nothing. Usually he was a bit smoother when it came to starting a conversation, but tonight he was coming up short. It was odd for him. He gave the man next to him a warm and genuine smile, it was clearly apparent it wasn’t forced or faked in anyway. “Enjoying the music?” ok that was lame…he scolded himself, but it was a start. For all he knew this man was waiting on someone and wasn’t into his type of mates. It was worth a try, blowing off women left and right was getting exhausting.
Words:533 Muse: so awake Outfit : ~*~ Outfit ~*~Notes: I am so excited for them to meet! |
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Post by Silvanus Titus Demetrius on Jan 18, 2013 15:57:27 GMT -5
He was still mentally kicking himself for not getting up to talk to the man. He picked at the bar with his nail until he saw something move in the corner of his eye, but he didn't really care. He jumped when he heard someone say, "Enjoying the music?" Guess they wanted to talk to him. Silva looked up from his beer and his eyes widened just a tad when saw the jazz player, the man he was just kicking himself over, sitting one stool over to his right, and smiling at him.
Smiling at him, not one of pity or-something his brain couldn't come up with at the moment, he was so shocked. And he was on his right! He was sure to have noticed his scar, shouldn't he be running or frowning, or-or something?! Silva looked at him, he was dressed in a nice suit, and the fedora he was wearing earlier was next to him on a bar stool. He cleared his throat (and his thoughts) before saying, "Yeah, I am. You were great over there. Best live jazz I've heard in a while." Silva gave him a small smile so his scar wouldn't annoy him as much and accepted the beer from the bartender, "Where did you learn to perform like that?" He took a few sips from his beer and set it back down on the bar.
His mind was kind of running a bit faster than usual, then again he's on his... third beer? With no food. He hoped he didn't do anything stupid. He ran a hand through his hair and introduced himself, "My name is Silvanus Demetrius, but people usually call me Silva." His smile was bigger than the one before and he felt the scar tug. He scratched it, not only did it itch, but was driving him crazy!
OOC: Fixed it up, but still not that happy with it >< But at least they are talking and I hope it's good XD
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Post by Alix Darwin on Jan 18, 2013 17:13:45 GMT -5
Alix eyed his new drink silently counting his ice cubes. There again was one too many...again. He could pick it out and eat it, leaving it on the bar to melt wasn't an option. If he were to put it in his mouth it would interfere with his ability to talk. He took another drink of his scotch and place it back, straightening the napkin first. He needed to stop obsessing over it. He pulled a breath into his lungs to settle himself and let the booze start to melt his uneasiness. His brown eyes focused on the man sitting just a seat over from him. His smile got a bit bigger when the gentlemen acknowledged that he enjoyed the music.
The man smiled at him and Alix felt his heart skip a little, tacky as that was it was true. Now he did notice the scar that cut across the man's handsome face, yet it bothered him none. Alix was raised by nuns and grew to be very accepting of all forms of people. His head tilted a little as the man spoke. "Nuns." A warm laugh bubbled up from deep within him. "No really...I was raised by Nuns. They gave me a guitar and opened my eyes to a wonderful world." Alix eyed an empty glass on the bar, smoothly he flicked a cube from his glass and it landed perfectly in the empty glass. He grinned. Much better.
He watched the man scratch his face, but he just observed without judgement. It was apparent that the mark bothered the man greatly. "Well it's a pleasure Silva," he extended his right hand to shake the other mans hand, turning on his barstool to face Silva more. "I'm Alixavier Darwin, but please call me Alix." He took Silva's hand in a firm handshake his hand lingering only a moment, he was quite self conscious of the callouses from the guitar that he had on his hands. Alix finished his glass and slid it towards the barkeep, he shook his head when he was motioned for a refill. He needed to keep his wits about him, if he was going to finish his set.
His smile just lingered and he had a hard time not staring at the man before him. He was attractive, in a very handsome way. It woke a flicker of desire deep within him unlike he had felt before. Interesting. Alix had a history of dating the flamboyant types and he wondered why his relationships always failed.
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Post by Silvanus Titus Demetrius on Jan 19, 2013 2:09:46 GMT -5
Silva smiled and chuckled at the mention of nuns, "How did the nuns get you into jazz music? Or was it just music in general and you just fell into jazz music?" He thought it was interesting that this man was raised by nuns, but it wasn't weird, or insane. It was just a different upbringing than what was "normal." It's what made him unique in Silva's eyes.
The man started messing with his drink and the napkin under his drink for a few seconds before he flicked an ice cube into an empty cup, "Nice shot, 2 points!" He chuckled. Seemed he was either a neat freak or OCD, which was fine with Silva, he didn't mind if someone had to have something a certain way. He watched him turn to face him and smiled reaching out with his own hand and shook Alix's, "A pleasure meeting you as well, Alix." Would it be strange to say he liked the feeling of his hand on his? Yes? No? Oh well, he did anyway.
The handshake ended too quickly for Silva, but he drank some of his beer, it was halfway done now. He slid it away from him, he still wanted to drink it, but not at the moment, "What instruments do you play besides the piano and guitar?" He adjusted his shirt sleeve again, not really knowing what else to do. He didn't really have many good relationships to go off of, so he was mostly spit-balling here.
"So... what time do you officially stop playing music?" Silva asked, " We could go out for more alcohol, or go for a walk somewhere?" Oh joy, a walk that's so fancy, Silvanus! He thought.
OOC: 300 EXACTLY, these posts are getting smaller and smaller >< Hopefully the length will get longer later and some sentences make sense XD AND IF THIS POST IS MESSED UP LIKE THE OTHER ONE IMMA GONNA SMACK MYSELF AND STOP WRITING POSTS AT MIDNIGHT XD
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Post by Alix Darwin on Jan 19, 2013 19:09:25 GMT -5
A genuine smile graced his face and a warm laugh came from deep down. "Oh you know I had to learn the hymns first." He looked at Silva with warm brown eyes. "I think that one of my Nuns had a bit of a crush on old blue eyes himself." He chuckled a little. "I used to climb up and get the records off the top shelf in the library, I don't think they had the heart to scold me." He shook his head a little remembering. "I used to serenade them while we helped with our chores. In the garden, while hanging the wash...I was everywhere." Thinking back on it sure did make him smile. Though he had a simple upbringing he grew up happy and loved. He saw others get adopted and it hardly bothered him that he never had a family to take him home because his family was the orphanage. It was his home.
"I can play guitar, piano, saxophone and trumpet." He counted each out on a finger as he listed them. "I sing..." He laughed a little. "I've wanted to learn some of the strings, like the cello. I just haven't had the time." His shoulder shrugged a little as he spoke. He noticed Silva kept adjusting his shirt sleeve. Nerves? He wasn't sure why, Alix didn't feel like he was anyone super special. To him there was no need to be nervous.
Oh yeah he still needed to finish his set with the band. The music was starting to wind down and he knew he only had moments left. It saddened him a little because he was enjoying this man's company at the moment and he wasn't exactly ready for it to end. His worries were quickly doused when Silva asked him when he was going to be done. Well, that was nice. He smiled at Silva and stood up from his barstool. He swiped his fedora off the near barstool and put it on his head. He tugged at the front brim of the hat and looked at Silva. "A walk would be grand."
Alix straightened his suit as he stood there, the music was beckoning him to return. He pulled a pen from his suit jacket pocket and wrote his number on a clean napkin he swiped from the barkeepers stack. He folded it nicely and placed it in Silva's hand. "I have to get back up there, I'll see you right here when I'm finished?" He smiled and gave Silva's hand a gentle squeeze before letting it go and turning to head back up to the strange.
He returned to the stage with a bounce in his step. It could have been the booze, it could have been the new company...hell it was probably both but he didn't mind. Not one bit. It was a new avenue he was venturing down. A new town. A new type of man. A bright outlook. He grabbed the microphone and grinned. "Miss me?" He joked and the crowd laughed and applauded quietly. "Alright folks. This next song I'm gonna sing for someone I just met." He licked his lips and pressed them together before continuing "it's called you're nobody till somebody loves you." He nodded to the band and the music began. Words: 549 Muse: goofy and happy Notes: :-) |
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Post by Silvanus Titus Demetrius on Jan 19, 2013 20:26:10 GMT -5
Silva liked Alix's laugh, it made his eyes shine to sound very corny, and he chuckled when he mentioned the crush. Alix seemed like a very nice person from the stories he was telling from being raised. As he was telling Silva about serenading the nuns while doing chores, he smiled and it made Silva get this weird warm feeling all over. It made him relax more.
The amount of instruments Alix could play surprised Silva, and yet didn't. He chuckled as Alix counted them out on his fingers, and he told him about wanting to learn how to play the cello. He leaned on the bar and tried to calm down as Alix stood up to leave, but his worries quickly went away as Alix put on his hat, gave him a nod and said, "A walk would be grand." His smile felt like it would rip his face in half, but he didn't care! HE HAD A DATE!! One of the first ones in a long time, he was excited! And with a gorgeous guy!
Silva watched as Alix took a napkin from a clean stack on the bar and wrote down his phone number. He watched as he folded it and put it in his hand. He asked if he'd still be here when he was finished, Silva nodded, "I definitely will. Go have fun." Silva squeezed his hand back and watched him walk back to the stage, with what seemed like a little more spring in his step.
Alix seemed like he looked a lot happier than before the break. He laughed with the crowd, but he was missing him being near him as weird as that sounded. Silva smiled when Alix licked his lips and said he was dedicating his next song to him, it seemed kind of cheesy, but it was okay. He liked corny as cliche as THAT sounded.
As Alix started singing, Silva smiled and started tapping his foot in time to the music and watch Alix perform.
OOC: SILVA'S SOOO EXCITEDDDDDD
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Post by Alix Darwin on Jan 20, 2013 11:45:40 GMT -5
Alix smiled at the dinner crowd as the music played behind him, he left the piano part this time up to someone else as he grabbed the microphone stand pulling the microphone free from its cradle. His smile could not be helped for his mood truly had been lifted.
“You're nobody 'til somebody loves you
You're nobody 'til somebody cares
You may be king, you may possess the world and its gold
But gold won't bring you happiness when you're growing old”
His tone was so soft and yet full of emotion as Alix sang into the microphone. Brown eyes survived the crowd before him.
“You know the world still is the same”
The strings started to play and he could not help the slight sway of his body as he continued.
“You'll never change it.
As sure as the stars they shine above…
Well You're nobody 'til somebody comes and loves you
So find yourself somebody to love…”
The tempo started to pick up and he couldn’t help but let himself get lost in the music.
“I Said the world still is the same, you'll never change it
As sure as the star shines above
You're nobody 'til somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love
So go out and find yourself somebody to love!”
The audience applauded and Alix grinned hoping that Silva heard the song. The music didn’t stop though; they did have a few more songs to finish before he was done. The songs continued almost seamlessly and Alix returned to his spot at the piano. Even though he had another hour or so of music left to play the time seemed to fly by and before he knew it they were just finishing up their last number.
When the music ended and when the applause eased down Alix gave a little bow from the piano. “You are all too kind. We’ve enjoyed playing for you and we hope you enjoyed the music. Have a pleasant rest of your evening. Good night.” He stood and nodded to the rest of his band mates, giving a few handshakes and goodbyes as he left. He dodged past a young lady standing by the edge of the stage and made his way back to the bar hoping to see Silva there.
He was ready to get out of here. A walk in the night air with a handsome man sounded perfect. Words:404 Muse: On cloud nine baby |
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Post by Silvanus Titus Demetrius on Jan 21, 2013 1:24:44 GMT -5
Silva sat with his back leaning against the bar, watching Alix perform the song. Instead of sitting at the piano, he was standing with a microphone, with a huge smile on his face and it made Silva's smile grow even bigger. His foot tapped to the beat of the music as he looked down at the number, carefully putting it into his shirt pocket above his heart. He looked up and chuckled as Alix really got into the music, he looked like he was having the time of his life up there.
When the song ended, Silva clapped with everyone and waited patiently for the next song while his heart beat faster thinking about what will happen after Alix is done with his set. What will happen during the walk? Will it be bad? He hoped not. Will they talk, or no? Hopefully, but maybe Alix liked his silence as well? Would Alix lose interest after the walk? All these questions were buzzing around in his brain like a hive of angry bees. He scratched his head as Alix started playing another song on the piano. No use thinking of what bad things that may not happen.
He asked the bartender for a pen, who gave it to him without question. He took one of the napkins from the bar and started sketching lightly on the napkin, letting the music take control and his hand went on it's own, making generic shapes before defining it, also looking up every once in a while. He realized after shading one part he drew Alix at the piano. He chuckled, but continued finalizing it. He just finished the final touches on Alix's face, making sure everything was just right even if it was in pen when said subject of the drawing had just finished singing.
" You are all too kind. We've enjoyed playing for you and we hope you enjoyed the music. Have a pleasant rest of your evening. Good night.” He clapped and returned the pen to the bartender, thanking him. He watched as Alix shook hands and say good-bye to the band, and also expertly dodged a woman who was waiting for him at the stage. He chuckled as he looked at her face as he passed. He couldn't wait until they went out on the walk. What better way to finish a great night? He stood up from the seat and smiled at Alix, ready to get going.
OOC: Yes, word count is back up : D Muse is lovestruck XD
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Post by Alix Darwin on Feb 12, 2013 21:58:59 GMT -5
A set like he had just played should have left him tired, like it did most nights, but tonight was different. Tonight he had something to look forward too after work. He had agreed to go for a walk with a man he had just met at the bar. It wasn’t like Alix to be so quick to jump into a date like that, having only spoken to the man for a few minutes on his break, but Alix had a feeling he had made a good decision. Whether or not if it was rash and unplanned out didn’t matter to him, not tonight. Tonight was full of new and exciting possibilities. That was exactly what Alix told himself as he made his way through the crowded tables of the late night patrons. Hopefully Silva was still waiting for him at the bar, nerves made his stomach feel funny as his eyes searched for Silva.
There he was, a smile slipped across his Alix’s lips as his eyes found the person he was looking for. Silva stood and returned his smile. “Hello again.” He couldn’t hide the excitement in his words, but he was happy that his nervousness didn’t make his voice crack. Speaking of his voice, he looked at the bar tender who knew exactly what he wanted. Two bottles of water were handed over to Alix without ever asking for a penny. Free water for the band, just a little perk of having a job there. Sometimes the chef let the guys try new dishes before they hit the menu and a few times Ailx had gotten dessert for free. Alix offered Silva a bottle; if he took it that would be great if not Alix would just tuck it in his jacket pocket. Alix sat his bottle on a near bar stool and took a second to tug on his suit jacket and smoothed it out before snatching up his bottle again. “You still up for that walk?” He looked up from his bottle as he opened it to look at Silva.
He gestured with his free hand in a after you kind of way. He would follow Silva out the front door. Honestly Alix didn’t mind walking behind him for those brief few moments; it gave in a little time to look Silva over without looking like a creep. The night air felt wonderful, such a big difference from the warm air of all the closeness of the restaurant. All those people in there, talking and eating their food. The heat from the kitchen didn’t help either. Alix quickened his pace so that he was even with Silva, he would let him be their guide. He took a drink from his water and tucked it into his jacket pocket before he adjusted his fedora on his head. He could still feel his nerves getting the best of him and he was damned if he was going to let it show.
Words: 494 Muse: Nervous Notes: Eeeee! |
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Post by Silvanus Titus Demetrius on Feb 14, 2013 23:46:11 GMT -5
He saw Alix return his smile, "Hello." He saw water being handed over to Alix and wondered if it was just a perk of being a performer here. He took the water bottle Alix was holding out to him, "Thank you." He opened the water and took a sip as Alix put his jacket back on and smooth it out. "Yes, let's get going!" He was eager to get out of there, kind of hyper really. Must be the alcohol. Or he was just happy he was finally on a date. Alix gestured for Silva to go forward, he turned and picked his jacket up from the seat and put it on, slight butterflies in his stomach. Before he turned away from the bar, he set a couple fives onto the bar for the bartender. He straightened the sleeves on his jacket and did the one button as he walked towards the door.
He sensed Alix walking next to him and he smiled at him before opening the door for Alix, "After yo-" A couple walked through the door before he could even finish his sentence. He made a noise in his throat that sounded like a quiet groan and glared at their backs for a quick second before turning back to Alix, and smiled, "Before I was so rudely interrupted, after you?" He smiled and followed Alix out of the restaurant.
He stopped a few feet away from the door and just took a few deep breaths of the night air. He liked being outside a little more than being inside, yet he liked his privacy. He unscrewed the cap from his water and took another sip before capping it. Silva looked at Alix and smiled, "Let's go this way." He smiled and started walking in a random direction, which was toward the park.
OOC: shoooooooort >< But Silva's all, "Let's go let's go let's go!"
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Post by Alix Darwin on Feb 15, 2013 10:57:35 GMT -5
Alix observed the way Silva was so gentlemanlike as he opened the door for him, even if he was so rudely interrupted he managed to keep it together. Alix liked that about him already. That and his voice, there was something strong and smooth about Silva’s voice, like a cold stream sliding over smooth rocks. Alix got a little lost his toughts smiling to himself, but Silva’s direction brought him back to the present. He nodded to Silva and followed him. “Sounds good to me.” Alix was relatively new in town and he only had the time to go from home place to place because he needed too. Tonight was the first night he was getting a chance to just walk about. He knew that the park was somewhere in this direction. He had played there once for some concert to raise money for something. Ailx was lost on the details at the moment; he was too bust with other distractions.
Alix thought of things like the way Silva walked or the way he smelled…like soap and cologne all mixed up into one scent. Alix suddenly has a small twinge of panic deep in his stomach when it occurred to him that he might not smell the best night. Sitting under the lights of the stage for several hours did not leave one smelling the greatest. Silently he prayed that his deodorant and cologne were enough to make up for any sweaty musky smell he might have going on.
Alix cleared his throat and looked up at the night sky. It was clear enough to see the stars and he smiled more. He could remember laying out in the field with Sister Mary and learning the constellations. It was a weird thing for a nun to be teaching a little boy about the stars, but Sister Mary was not your average nun. “Look…” Alix pointed up after he located the three stars in Orion’s belt. He leaned in a little closer to Silva his shoulder brushing against Silva’s. “You can see Orion out tonight…He is sort of low but he is there.” He smiled over at Silva. “and there is the planet Jupiter, and Taurus is right about Orion.” Alix was well aware that his shoulder kept gently brushing up against Silva’s while he pointed and talked, but he didn’t care. He had the urge to pull Silva in front of him and back against him so that he could point out more starts but he resisted. It would be too odd of a thing to do with a gentleman he just met after all…wouldn’t it?
He continued as they walked. “And there….you can see the bright star Procyon, that is in Canis Minor, is just visible below Gemini.” Instinctively Alix hooked his pinky finger in Silva’s as he directed them both to a better spot to see the stars, now that they were almost near the park. The touch sent warmth up Ailx’s arm and made his stomach feel light. He hoped that Silva wouldn’t mind, he knew it was a bit rude of him not to ask first. His manners had been lost on him while he was distracted by the beautiful stars above. There was this great comfortable feeling he was getting in the presence of Silva and it was something he hadn’t experience before so soon with another. Words: 562 Muse: Good <3 Notes: lol I had no idea Alix liked constellations until just now. Bawhahah |
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Post by Silvanus Titus Demetrius on Feb 15, 2013 18:23:09 GMT -5
He was really resisting the urge to step a little closer wrap an arm around Alix. It wasn't a polite thing to do to a man he met only a few hours ago... was it? He walked with Alix down the street, liking the comfortable in the silence between them, the way he smelled, if... that wasn't ..... creepy.... If so he didn't care, damn it, Alix smelled great!
He looked at Alix when he heard him clear his throat, wondering if he was going to say something. He was looking up at the night sky, smiling. He then started pointing out different constellations and planets, “You can see Orion out tonight…He is sort of low but he is there. And there is the planet Jupiter, and Taurus is right about Orion.” Silva smiled as Alix pointed out the different constellations, stars, and planets. He liked listening to Alix's voice, it wasn't too harsh, yet it wasn't... soft? He didn't know how to put it, but it was nice to the ears.
He liked it when their shoulders brushed against each other as they got closer to the park when Alix raised his arm to point at the sky. It sent tingles up and down his arm, which spread out across his body. He jumped slightly when Alix hooked his pinky around his and lead them over to where he was going. He decided to take a risk and he moved to hold Alix's hand instead of their pinkies. He hoped Alix didn't mind, it was kind of spur of the moment. What was that thing about only meeting Alix a few hours ago? He couldn't remember, it sort of.... disappeared.
"Where are we going?" He asked him, chuckling. He liked how this walk was turning out.
OOC: 311 words, oye, at least it's growing again. Silva is still hyper.
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Post by Alix Darwin on Feb 16, 2013 0:35:57 GMT -5
Alixed smiled as Silva slipped his fingers in between his, he liked the way his palm felt against his. He kind of got lost for a moment thinking about it and forgot what he was about to say about some more stars. As wonderful as the stars were he sure was enjoying Silva's company more. They walked a little longer in silence and then Silva asked where they were going. Alix couldn’t help the warm laugh the bubbled up from deep down. “Where are we going?” He kind of nudged Silva with his shoulder. “I thought you were leading us?” The had been walking for a short while and Alix kept going forward, it wasn't but. Moment after Silva asked where they were going that the park reviled itself before them.
Alix smiled at Silva and nudged a little joking. "Apparently the park." It was quiet at the park for such a beautiful night, it was uncommonly warm for this time if year. It was perfect. Alix didn't want to let go of Silva's hand so he didn't. Instead of letting go, he gently led Silva towards an empty gazebo that had a few empty benches. "So...Silva you know a bit about me...and yet I know nothing about you." Regretfully he slid his hand from Silva's so that he could take a seat on an empty bench, patting a spot next to him inviting Silva to sit with him.
"Where are you from? Have you been here long? What do you do?" Alix laughed a little knowing that he sounded a little silly but there was so much he didn't know about this man and he wanted to get to know him better. As much as he wanted to relax back into the bench the though of wrinkling his suit anymore than it already was, bothered him enough to keep him sitting with good posture. He tried to turn himself enough so he could look at Silva better. Words:330 Muse: Good Notes: they are gonna be so cute together |
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