[littl3chocobo]

Auriolus said: When the car rolled to the next light, he pushed himself up and out of the door, tumbling out of the car onto the black top. He stumbled to his feet slamming the door and moving out of incoming traffic to the side walk. With his hand over his wound he walked in the direction the car came from back to his own apartment.

littl3chocobo said: he didn't let the man lead him by the nose this time and telling the driver to keep going he made it to the apartment he kept for pyce and had the doctor look him over. with a few drops of liquid stitches he found himself leaving the empty cold apartment and slinking away to eva's for the night

Auriolus said: It had been a long night, that started with diner and ended up with him sleeping alone in his own bed. The soreness in his body had settled into his muscles when he woke, but it did not stop him from pushing himself out of his bed, unto his shower and along for the rest of his day. It only insured it to be a short one with lots of sleep before work. He was not expecting to have to impress anyone after last nights debacle, and simply wore a pair of mesh shorts and a tank top, informing his boss he simply wanted to serve drinks.

littl3chocobo said: between last night's rejection and the morning's upset over one of their sister companies losing a human resources director and facility manager leaving maia in a rage he nearly did not have the enthusiasm to go watch pyce dance, only his desire for routine kept him from finding willing arms to sooth the mess that was today

Auriolus said: He did not notice anything until his boss brushed past him grumbling about reduced rates. His eyes followed the trail his boss blazed and it led him to a darkened corner, where Morgans flaxen hair shined like the sun. Behind man he spotted red waves. He growled at the audacity of the man but when he arrived at the table his face held nothing more then a mild interest. After setting the drinks down he tucked the tray under his arm, getting dismissive eyes from Morgan. He reached into his boot and plucked a slender metal box from his shoe and tucked it into Ambrosia's breast pocket. “There are 20 dollars in minutes and one person in the contacts. When you want your rent call me.” He paused, looking only into the pools of grey before turning away to go back to tend to more customers.

littl3chocobo said: pushing the blond off he reached into his pocket and opened the phone. checking it he found the number and called it. he saw pyce reach down to answer and realized the other was wearing no underwear. his face grew to a grin. "rent is well overdue" closing the phone he ushered off the blond with a request for liquor, preferably something strong

Auriolus said: He could not tell if he was angry relieved or annoyed. The shit eat all grin, mostly annoyed him but seeing Morgan come back with giant glasses of what appeared to be fruit cocktail. Galvin walked around the table and kissed Ambrosia, gracefully letting his body slide against the other until, his nearly bare bottom rested on Ambrosia's lump. "I did not think you would call so soon."

littl3chocobo said: tugging the other closer by his shirt he nibbled along the man's jaw. "i did not think you were so quick to come back to me." sitting up in his seat he slit one hand down pyce's shorts and the other up his shirt. "yesterday you acted as if i wer-" his words caught in his throat as he felt the edges of a patch and jerking back he tugged up the tanktop. even in the colorful gloom the stark white of the large bandage sat poorly against the other's dark skin. he growled. "what happened?"

Auriolus said: He writhed in the cloth until one of his hands caught the edges of his tank top and pulled it back over his flesh. He swiped away the hands at the insistence." it was nothing" he said. It did not stop Ambrosia from ripping the patch away from his flesh, along with his freshly healing stitches. Mother fucker! One hand went to cover his wound, while the other balled in fist aiming square for Ambrosia's chest.