[littl3chocobo]

he let his brow raise at that, "are you offering to give up your time so that i can give them more? eva i talk to a little less though she has begun emailing me at work so i do not lack any of the time i usually spend with her and cirro understands he must share me now with you"

[Poggio]

For some strange reason, the other managed to make him feel ashamed. "Yes." He said into the cup that was offered to him. "I am trying to be better about sharing since they are just as important to you as I am."

[littl3chocobo]

he did not mention that the type of importance each held was different than what pyce was now and instead continued to slouch. "would you give up the rest of sunday then?

[Poggio]

Pursing his lips he nodded. "I would."

[littl3chocobo]

he nodded then. if pyce felt guilty then it would be to the benefit of cirro alone. he did not care either way and was just happy enough he did not have to do anything though before the topic of the priest could pass he had one more thing to mention, "pyce, would you like a gris-gris?" letting his hand leave the other he pointed to the small bag at his chest, "like mine, for when i am gone?"

[Poggio]

He looked at the gris gris with a raised eyebrow, remembering the few times he encountered Cirro's voodoo. He never told the other he tied the strain around his bed post and he certainly did not want any magic that would give him a concussion. He shook his head. "No thank you, I do not want to involve myself in something I do not understand."

[littl3chocobo]

"then what am i to you? you certainly seem fond of such things to me." sitting back up he wrapped his hands under and around pyce and lifted them both from the chair. the show was nice but he wanted to get the backstage pass more

[Poggio]

Oddly he delighted in being toted across he room. Galvin curled his head into Ambrosia's chest and lightly nipped at the mans neck before closing his eyes. “You are a tangible thing I can piss off and beat the fuck up that I want to involve myself in.” He said with a smirk on his lips. “I do not want to ask favors of Cirros gods, not when I do not know their price.” When they neared his office he punched the door open.

[littl3chocobo]

the next few days went by quickly as they always did leading up to his weekend with miss diane and when he received the call from his brother's people he did not waste his time in readying for her

[Poggio]

He found himself using this time to make amends with his family until his parents left on some missionary trip to a developing nation. His brother attempted in vain to get more information about Galvin's mysterious benefactor, the man he only knew as Dick. When his usual night with the other rolled around he some what felt at a lost. He did not need to be at the club and had no desire to go hunting. Randomly he bought a ticket to the production his old troupe was putting on.

[littl3chocobo]

after she had left he made sure to pack away his borrowed youth for another year and find something with which to entice the mystic. he was sure the man would be pleasantly surprized

[Poggio]

It was hard catching up with acquaintances long forgotten and even harder filling the void of his secret life with a believable lie. He was able to get drinks and gyrate on a neon lit dance floor, even finding something to sedate the need between his loins. He crashed in his bed unable to sleep the rest of his night off even as his dog curled up in its usual spot beside him.

[littl3chocobo]

in the time they were apart things changed too much to be ignored but time with that woman had seemed to right some of the wrong that was galvin pyce and he accepted louvu with open arms


(skip to ambrosia finding pyce XD)

[Poggio]

He was exhausted having cold plastic shoved up his anus, and a customer booking his time until the wee hours of the morning Galvin had forgotten what day it was until he came to his office and Ambrosia was impatiently shuffling through the paper work on his desk. He pressed his body against the backside, letting his hands reach around Ambrosia until he was firmly in his hold. He nipped at the others ear gently rocking against the firm flesh.

[littl3chocobo]

he saw pyce come in but did not move from the paperwork until the other came up behind him and caught him in an embrace. he leaned back enough to let the man know he wasn't being rejected. "you act as if you have not seen me in years. if i did not know better i would assume you've finally become a woman." he felt pyce tense as if to say something but did not give the man a chance to distract him. "your paperwork does not seem complete"

[Poggio]

A low growl emitted from his throat and he was saved from giving a nasty retort as the other pointed out his paperwork. He slid from behind the warm body and leaned beside him at the desk. "It will be done before I leave." He moved walking around the desk and falling into his large office chair. As he bounced he rested his legs on the hard wood crossing both them and his arms. "What can I do for you Mr. Dick?" He said with a smirk on his lips.