[littl3chocobo]

he could feel his ire drip away as pyce cleaned up the mess though it had not fully dissipated by the time the check came and went he was only mildly bothered

[Poggio]

Galvin made sure to ask how to get to the Oceanopolis before they left the restaurant. "Would you prefer taxi or to walk?" He wondered aloud.

[littl3chocobo]

a short bark of a laugh left his lips at the question, "take a taxi, i do not feel like getting lost before noon, though if you cannot keep your mouth to yourself it might be better if we walk"

[Poggio]

Galvin shorted. "Why not play with the stereotype it isn't as if they don't expect it." He walked to the curb to hail a cab as the other instructed. When the small white vehicle came, Galvin disappeared inside along with Ambrosia. The driver grinned happy to know the tourist understood French. Once the car was moving, Galvin was more then happy to keep his mouth to himself, his hands however became a different matter. He smoothed his fingers over the stain, rubbing lightly but dangerously close to Ambrosia's inner thigh.

[littl3chocobo]

he did not speak as the fingers slid seductively over his leg though he did look over long enough to let pyce know exactly how he felt about the hand

[Poggio]

They did not make it to the Oceanopolis, the driver kicked them out the moment Galvin slid onto Ambrosia's lap. He laughed as the man spat out angry french words at them. They were close enough to the beach that it did not matter. Galvin pulled his lover in the direction of the waves.

[littl3chocobo]

he was glad they were close to the place but it was still far enough he was wheezing by the time they made it to the large domicile. "fuckin' fish, this... heh.... was not worth fish"

[Poggio]

“The excessive amounts of bullshit just keeps spilling out of your mouth doesn't it?” Galvin said walking away and shaking his head. “If I didn't know any better I would say you were a bitch.” smirking, he found himself at the counter asking the lady for two admittance tickets into the attraction.

[littl3chocobo]

he said nothing until he had caught his breath and by then pyce had already gotten his tickets. grabbing the man by the arm he pulled him close enough to whisper in his ear, "a bitch who puts you on your knees, know your place pyce"

[Poggio]

He turned and looked at Ambrosia, there was a spark of a glower growing, but Galvin said nothing about the remark instead he said. "I am not a Pyce today, I am Galvin." He smirked pulling away from Ambrosia and dragging him into the darkness of the museum.

[littl3chocobo]

he allowed pyce to drag him all through the place though he was not interested in any of it until they made it to the fossil room and twisting his hand to clasp back he pulled the other to one of the displays

[Poggio]

Galvin said nothing as the other seemed to be captivated by the old rocks. Though he was bored by them, he was amused. It was the first time Ambrosia had shown an interest in something other then sex, power and money. It seemed to Galvin that perhaps there was intelligent life underneath the thick crop of red hair. He did not ruin the moment by speaking.

[littl3chocobo]

they were beautiful and ugly and horrible and permanent, he found the fossils to be the very apex of perfect death and it's fragile counterpart of life cut short. when he had gone over each rock he finally turned back to pyce though his face fell blank when he saw the bored look the other sported and pulled his hand free. "this place is boring. it is only marginally better than the fish restaurant"

[Poggio]

"If it were boring, then we would not have spent nearly a hour here." He said curling his lips into a docile smile. "There is no shame in liking some thing Ambrosia." He recalled the time he first tried to ask Ambrosia about himself. "You may think it boring to be yourself but that mystery intrigues me." Galvin turned away from the rocks and followed the tour trail down into a vast wall cloaked in sea life.

[littl3chocobo]

he went out of his way to spend the rest of the trip as bored and unaffected as he could manage to the point where he was sure even pyce could not ignore his intentional sullenness

[Poggio]

When Galvin noticed the others mood, he went of his way to prolong their stay at the aquarium finding every thing interesting about the place but the room with the fossils. It seemed that darkness had fallen as they emerged from behind the double doors. "Dinner?" he offered. They were the first words he had spoken to the other since they left the fossil room.