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 Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 12:58 am
As snow gently fell and blanketed the city in a soft white silence Alexandre was shaking the snow, and wetness, from his hair. He liked the snow, always had, he just didn't like getting it on himself or being wet by it. There were lines there and they had been crossed. But that was something to be, for the most part, over looked in favor of the task at hand.
Standing in front of Richard's apartment door Alexander was dressed warm, and properly, as he raised up a hand to knock gently. He hadn't heard from nor seen the Captain in a while and he needed to discuss business with him, of course this didn't mean the conversation would end at that and he'd be off for home, and wished to see the man again. He worried when he hadn't heard from him, not they were the closest of friends, but he liked to think they were somewhat close and he'd have heard something from him.
Letting his hand fall to his side he stood waiting as he hoped the other could, and would, assist him in his most important of endeavors. It wasn't that he wanted the help just because it was something for the Negaverse which he sought to accomplish but because he didn't want to fail in general. He knew nothing of running a business and that was just what he sought to do. In order to not fail, and to fail those who would be working and, to a point, relying on him he needed help from someone who knew how to run a business - preferably from experience. So he had gone to the only person he knew who owned and ran a business - Richard.
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 9:42 pm
Had it not been for the two dogs that took residence in his apartment, Richard Moreau wouldn't have known there was someone at the door. Not by any fault of the one knocking on the door as he was certain that they did their best to knock loudly, and while it fell on deaf ears to the tenant of the condo, it succeeded in attracting the attention of its ever vigilant furry sentinels. The older of the two, an Irish wolfhound named Baldwin, never once left his master's side from the bedroom as he rose to his legs and let out a series of barks, both to wake his master and let whoever was at the door know that there were two ferocious dogs on the premise that would tear him to pieces if they dared think to bring harm to their Richard.
The other dog, however, bolted from the bedroom and rushed down the stairs with her oversized paws. It was a harlequin Great Dane puppy, maybe six months old at most now, graced with the endearing name of Dummy, and while she, too, was barking, she was far more proactive in the arrival of the guest. She ran down the stairs and scratched at the door, before running all the way back up the stairs and leaping into Richard's bed with an excited yip. If that didn't wake Richard up, then he was simply dead.
"N-nope… still alive…" Richard grumbled, not at all pleased to be trembled by the overly excited dog, and despite every aching part of his body, he forced himself out of the bed, knowing full well that the only way to stop Dummy when in her rampage was to simply give in to her demands. She barked happily at him then ran out of the room, only to come back in and park some more. "What? Outside? Hungry? Timmy stuck in the well? Serves him right…. Ugh, I'm coming."
With Baldwin in toe, Richard made his way down the stairs, fighting against sleep and agitation to try and figure out what the hell Dummy was going on about. When he made it down the stairs, both her and Baldwin approached the front door, and while Dummy scratched at it eagerly, it was Baldwin's calm 'sit' position that told him that there was someone there. "Oh… lovely! Guests… more lawyers or family members to suck me dry."
On a normal day, Richard would run upstairs and make himself presentable, but he quickly shut off the security system and unlocked the door, swinging it open without warning and raising his voice before he ever once realized who it was on the other side. "I already told you- if you want anything USEFUL out of me, go see my brother. He's the brains of the-OH… hello Alexandre…" Sleet Tempest Snape WARNING, he has a beard now. Feel free to make fun of it in your post.
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 1:28 pm
He had expected to hear the one dog, he'd met him once before, but he had not expected the hear the barkings of another dog. Richard had another dog? It wasn't like he and Richard were close enough friends that he would know about this new companion of the others; though he did like to think they were friends. He hoped this dog was friendly, he did figure Richard would have them well trained, as he stood and waited for the older man to arrive at the door and let him in.
The dogs scratching and barking was...amusing to say the least. They sounded eager to see who was on the other side of the door - him. Was he going to find himself being jumped, and possibly knocked over, by the mans new dog? He certainly hoped not, the idea was not at all appealing to him.
When the door finally did open all he did was stare for several moments. The other thought he was someone else - clearly. But when Richard finally realized who he was he found it hard to put a smile onto his face. "You look exhausted...are you alright?" Already he moved to step inside, without full invitation. "I'll make some coffee for you and order food if your hungry." Already jumping in to help and care for the other who looked rather tired and just...not like himself. "I think my reason for coming here can wait a bit - I'm more concerned for you and what's going on. From your odd, and mistaken, greeting I'm assuming something big is going on." If nothing else he wanted to help the other because they were friends but he also needed the others genius here.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 5:00 pm
Truth be told, Richard couldn't remember if he had ever told Alexandre about the newest addition to his family. Then again, who had he really told? He couldn't remember. Either way, Dummy was more than making herself acquainted with Richard's guest, jumping up and down around him but never once jumping on him, yipping excitedly as if it was her own unique way of saying 'HELLO, HELLO'. As adorable as it was, Richard was hardly amused, and he snapped his fingers, hoping to catch her attention before she overtook the shorter man. "Hey, hey, cut that out. That is NOT how we greet guests! Sit and behave!"
Baldwin was already seated, and after a few more moments of bouncing, Dummy eventually fell to the ground, tongue rolling out of her black muzzle and tail wagging a million miles per hour. Her yips had ceased, and just in time for Richard to hear Alex's comment on how he looked. Yes, like he needed another reminder as to just how far he allowed himself to fall. Yes, like he needed someone else telling him he looked like s**t, only in a more polite manner. Still, it was not his fault, and Richard played it off as a joke, rubbing his eyes and closing the door behind Alex. "Of course I look exhausted- just woke up. Not all of us roll out of bed looking like they're ready for the race…"
He had no qualms in Alex stepping in without a technical invitation, nor did he have issue with him offering to get some coffee started or his offer for food. What he did have a problem with, however, was just how fast he was talking and how much difficulty Richard was having keeping up with him. Eventually, Richard was able to narrow it down to 'Richard looks like hell and I'm going to help you out', and he retreated to the couch, half sitting, half melting into it as Dummy and Baldwin ventured towards the kitchen to observe their guest. He managed to catch that last bit and he scoffed, figuring that he could afford to be brutally honest and to the point. "Yeah, you assumed right. Death in the family… I leave for Texas in about…" He glanced at his watch, before spatting. "Eh… six hours. Four, factoring Daran's desire to barge in early like he has a want to do. Can't miss that flight."
He allowed Alex to have free reign of his kitchen, having nothing to lose, and he called back to him. "What brings you here? Not gonna lie… missed you. We should hang out more often..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 2:02 pm
While the dog was excited, and full of energy, she hadn't jumped on him at least. He had a strong feeling that if she were to jump on him he'd wind up on the floor; he wasn't as strong as a civilian as he was powered up. She was certainly an energy filled dog who seemed trained and sweet, she didn't mind him just walking in and heading right for the kitchen.
"It's fine Buddy, she can be a puppy - so long as I don't wind up kissing your floor." He stated with a smile as he opened cabinets and started his hunt for coffee in the others kitchen. Richard looked like he needed a strong cup of coffee, maybe two, and food certainly seemed like a need as well. "That is true. I'm sorry I woke you. I didn't know you'd be sleeping in." He stated as he poked his head out of the kitchen, the coffee he'd found in hand. Moving back into the kitchen, after a glance over the other, and went to start making the strong brew. "Anything in particular you'd like for food - I'll call in an order and pay for it of course."
"Ohh...I'm sorry about that." He answered finally. Stepping out of the kitchen, coffee maker working it's magic. Moving past the dogs he sat himself down across from the other. "Actually I need your help...expertise I guess. We can discuss it now but when you get back, if your able, I could use your help as much as possible." His cell phone was pulled from a pocket as he started to look through his phone book for what restaurants he had listed there, he'd get some good food into the other before he left for Texas.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 8:20 am
"Puppy nothing... she's a menace. Gift from Krishna, without warning or even the consideration of asking," Richard said with a low mumble from where he lounged on the sofa, uncertain exactly what Alex was doing in the kitchen but trusting that if Baldwin nor Dummy were growling that all was well. He could hear stuff shuffling around and Dummy's claws clipping the ground as she trotted around Alex, likely giving the world's biggest s**t-eating grin and giving him the biggest, dopiest brown eyes ever, making herself look as adorable and endearing as possible if she thought it'd gain Alex's approval. "Just showed up one day and handed her over. Told her it was -my- responsibility now and there were no backsies... some friend."
There was no malice in Richard's voice, however, and even in his low state, one could easily tell that he was joking, and his love for Dummy was genuine, despite how troublesome the rapidly growing puppy was. Dummy ventured to the kitchen and while she scuttled around the floor, she made a conscious effort to stay out of Alex's way, letting Richard be thankful for small miracles. In regards to his apologies, however, Richard quickly waved them off. "No, should have been awake already, and you're not my personal time keeper, so how could you have known? Please, can you drown my coffee in sugar? I need so much right now..."
The thought of food made him groan, but before Alex could think he was spitting at his hospitality, he explained himself. "Not... really hungry, but if you're anything like Krishna, you'll strap me down, stick a funnel in my mouth and that'll be that. Whatever you'd like to get... I'll eat it. Goes in the same, comes out the same..."
Baldwin never left his master's side, sensing more of that turmoil and periodically looking to the young blonde haired man, a plea in his brown eyes and his tail wagging slowly, and once again, Richard waved off any apologies and condolences, not once considering just how rude, or cold hearted, he may have sounded at the moment. "I would say that's life and it happens, but the circumstances to her death was... heh, well, maybe you'll like it and you'll wonder why I'm not hopping mad with revenge, but... you know what, let's just say she had a unfortunate accident and she deserved a lot of what came to her and leave it at that? You're not here to talk about that- you said you had something you needed my help with? Trust me, whatever it is, it's a million times more interesting than preparing myself for this garbage."
He sat up, lively for the first time since waking up, and there was keen interest in his blood red eyes. "Lay it on me, good sir. How can Richard be of assistance?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 11:39 am
Oh, poor Richardd was right about one thing. He could be just like Krishna if and when he wanted, he would force food and help upon a person if he thought them in need of it. Richard might claim to not be hungry, and he might not be, but he would be flying and in the air for how long? He'd need something before that - airline food...he didn't trust it as much as he trusted whatever he could purchase for the other. So for a moment he skimmed his phone book before finding a place and hitting the call button, his eyes focused on the other though.
"I'm opening a business - it's being funded by...who we work for in the evenings..." He spoke calmly. The other would catch the meaning, the Negaverse was covering it so it was a plot somehow. "I need someone who knows how to run a business - the paper work and money and such. It needs to make a profit...both in a monetary manner and...energy." He stated slowly before turning his attention to the phone. He'd called a Greek place so was ordering a selection of appetizers, mixed grill, kebabs of lamb were also ordered along with two salads. Giving the address and thanking the person on the other end he hung up. Setting his phone down he looked at the other and gave a smile. "I'm honestly clueless with such things. It's a tea shop I'll be opening. I'll be handling design with someone else and gaining product. I'm hoping I can work with her, and you, on marketing and from you...the books. I'll only be hiring from our organization."
For now the whole thing about the family death was ignored. Business was being discussed and the other was lively and interested - could he keep him that way? He did need his help in so many ways with this. "I'm hoping that having a make your own tea blend, as a main focus, will draw a good amount of people in. Not to mention everything else I'm hoping we can get for merchandise." He had grand plans bouncing about his little blond head, plans that he hoped didn't fall through. Those plans just happen to involve Richard, his help required.
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 5:25 pm
Little by little was Richard becoming more aware of the world and events around him, and the sudden rise of enthusiasm he express was genuine. Alex? Starting a business? This was certainly something that tickled his fancy, and in spite of his exhausted state, Richard was keen on the idea. "Oh, business being funded by the ever wonderful men-in-black... we've already taken over the media, so why not the economy too? I'm all ears..."
He mulled over what Alexandre had to say and he scratched his beard, as he confessed, "Honestly, my brother knows more about the technicalities of running a business, like the permits, the finances, loans, ectetera, ectetera. But I'm sure I can twist his arm and get him to help out with those, if the Negaverse can't pull those strings for us. As for the rest, I can definitely provide you with some shop keeping advice. So honored you'd come to me for such a thing... lord knows I need to be doing something with my time besides funerals and wallowing in self pity."
Dummy continued to shadow Alex's movements, sniffing at his heels and legs and whipping her tail to and fro as she was always one step behind him. Richard wasn't sure if she was bothering his guest, but in a way he was grateful that she was more preoccupied with him and not attempting to snuggle with him on the couch. Great Danes were the world's biggest lap dog and even when she was a puppy, his lap just wasn't meant for that kind of b***h.
"Tea shop, hm? I can work with that. Lots of flavors, lots of fun ways to experiment and advertise... healthy, too, so you'll draw in those health nuts looking for an alternative to those dastardly Coke products." It had been awhile since he came up with new flavors and part of him feared that it was a gift he lost, but at least now he had something else to test around with until Daran and the contractors put the final touches on Sugar Shanty. "I can come up with a lot of flavors, though I might be a bit rusty. Tea's not really my thing... Earl Grey's the only one I sort of know, ohh, there's also the Long Island Ice Tea. I definitely know that one."
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 5:50 pm
Yes, well..the men-in-black are covering getting the building and paying for the needs to fill it up. So I won't have to worry abut loans and finances in regard to that. I'll need to figure out how to keep it going and buying things and paying people and overhead and such.. The permits I'll need help on as well as ordering and such." Which is where Richard, and apparently the mans brother, would come in handy.
Moving, just a bit, to pet his four legged shadow - Dummy. Scratching behind her ears gently as he smiled up at the red haired man. "There was no one else I would go to for the help I need. I trust you and you know what this is doubling as also. I don't know if we will have the permits....materialize out of thin air or not. So just in case hey don't." Richards brothers help would be good to have for that. "I'll have a book, from Stroud, of what we can order from soon. She has a contact in California who works in that business. So I'll be getting a book of products for us and one for my General Queen so she's kept up to date on everything. So you can help me pick flavors as well and tinker with things as you like." Richard would be able to play with flavors, just with teas rather than candies, and put his imagination to the test.
"I have to work on promotion for the place soon - get the word out. I want to wait till I have something a bit more physical for people to see and such." He said before he smiled brightly. "But that'll be soon. I have Stroud working on that and I'll be paying a visit to my ex, her cousin, to get some things done for furniture as well."
Laughing at the last comment abut the other knowing the Long Island Ice Tea he shook his head gently. "I'm not surprised and I don't drink tea at all. So I normally have a friend taste test things. But I'll leave it to your impeccable taste buds and ever-flowing imagination?" He questioned with bright blueish gray eyes locked onto the other. "I want to do a tasting for the workers, once I have them interviewed and hired, so they have a clue on the products. So once I've done that, which will be once I have the location and some furniture in side, I'll leave you to arrange that when your free to do it? Since you'll know the flavors where as I'll be clueless?" He questioned. He would be giving Richard a lot to do, and the man did say he wanted to do things, since to other knew more than he did about certain things and would be the one working with the flavors here. He would have Stroud and Richard shoulder deep in helping with this as he needed it all to come together and work. Both held knowledge in areas he did not so he needed them both.
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 2:39 am
Richard scoffed, leaning back on the sofa though it wasn't at all because he was bored with the topic already, but because he was still in the process of waking up. Hearing that the Negaverse was going to handle the bulk of the kickstarter was a rather big relief on his end and having gone through that ordeal once in his life made him grateful for any assistance in the matter. "The rest I can help you with. Just leave it to me... well, maybe after I get back. No point in starting all that now..."
Because in truth, there was a lot to discuss. Suppliers, ingredients, sponsors, staff, getting the permit and locating a prime location, as well as working with advertising and all that boring paperwork and penny pinching. Yes, there was a lot they had to discuss first, and so little time! All Richard wanted to do was allow Alex to stroke his ego for a little bit longer, and stroke it hard he did with his honest flattery. With Richard, flattery, even if it was a sugar-coated dagger, would always work in gaining his favor. He waved off the permit statement, "Daran's a maestro when it comes to getting building permits and finding good real estate. I'll pester him, as I always do, once he's recovered from the funeral."
Dummy was besides herself with joy, welcoming the love and affection she was receiving from her owner's friend. Richard could see her joy and for a brief possibility, pondered the possibility of passing her off to him, if only for a little while. She was such a handful... but she was his handful. Baldwin came to sit next to the sofa, resting his shaggy, over-sized head on his owner's lap and looking for some affection of his own, and he was granted such as Richard began to itch behind his ears. With both dogs pleased, Richard's mind went back to the business talk, and while he didn't know of this 'Stroud' fellow, he was confident that Alex had things under control. "Making flavors is what I do best. I got a very specialized pallet and I'm not afraid to explore strange, new tastes, so it should be fun. Oh, an ex? I was unaware they my beloved Alex lent his heart to another, but I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Lovelies flock to the Negaverse for the likes of you, so it's no surprise you may have accumulated a list."
He was guilty of owning such a list as well, but then again, he never really had 'relationships' so much as one-night-stand buddies. There was one, but that was a depressing matter and he forced it from his mind. He had enough of tragedies in his life and there was no need to be throwing that back on the plate. "Don't worry about the flavors and the testing and all the boring stuff. It's what I do. And I'll gladly get on to that when you have things set up... I'll even help you look for a location when I get back. Assuming I don't cry my eyes out anyway..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 5:20 pm
"Of course. I wouldn't expect your help now with it. I can wait. I've got to work on the location and getting it designed. I have Stroud's help for that." She was helping a lot with it, and her cousin was unknowingly helping with this project/plot. He would, while Richard was gone, work on getting all of this set up and ready for things to begin.
"The location is being found by our Command. So that part is handled, I'm unsure about the permits. So I may need help with that part. I'll work on what I can without them once a location is given." He spoke gently. It did seem Richard was a good choice for bringing into this, he would be a big help to have at his side.
Watching the large dog settle next to Richard, and seek affection, he smiled at the sight. Richard really was good with his dogs and loved them, as they did him as well. Even as he continued to shower Dummy with affection he tilted his head back and laughed. "Yes, indeed you do! That's one reason I want you to help with flavors for pre-packaged tea sales. I need your specialized pallet." Laughing more he smiled brightly at the older male. "I haven't got a list of people and it was short lived - he was a civilian. I'm afraid we had little time together between work, school, and duties which I could not explain to him. He was, and is still, in my opinion not suitable for the Negaverse or I'd have brought him in." He had no issue in corrupting someone, hadn't since Bischofite, but Quenton simply wasn't right for it. "But yes...I suppose I did lend my heart out to another for a short while."
"If you wind up crying your eyes out and needing comfort give me a call. We can always talk and you can have my shoulder to cry on." He spoke gently as he got up and while heading across to Richard he heard a knock on the door. "Food...?" He questioned as he turned his attention toward the door. Had that much time already passed? He supposed it must have. "Give me a moment and we can continue to talk." He said as he headed for the door, figuring he'd have a four legged shadow.
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2014 8:06 pm
Richard didn't have much strength for a lot of things, but it did his body good to see someone so young so passionate about starting up a business. And well informed! Richard had just enough strength in him to smile as Alex carried on, resting his hand on Baldwin's snout in a tired, but affectionate manner. "Good to see our wonderful command assisting you in such a manner. Never thought they'd be the type to be business savvy, but hey, control the city's wallets and you basically own the city right there. Smart!"
While Richard would have loved to have Alex continue to shower him with all sorts of pleasantries some more, he found the topic of past relationships to be far more interesting and entertaining to him, despite his better judgement. "Admittedly I can't be bothered with these things called girlfriends and boyfriends... I find it too difficult to devote yourself to a single being. Seems selfish, and hard, and I have enough problems in my life- last thing I need is someone hanging off of me day in and day out, demanding my full attention!"
He looked towards the puppy of the two and cast her a cold glare, though one look of his blood red eyes it was obvious that he only meant it in a joking manner. Not that she could understand what he was saying, though- she was nothing more than a dog, and she was receiving so much attention from Alex that it was hard to take in anything that was going on around her. She couldn't understand the words that spewed from Richard's ever running mouth, nor the weight that seemed to hang in the kind blonde's voice though she sought to comfort him with her soothing tongue.
"Don't be too hard on yourself, though. Some people weren't cut out for the Negaverse... I mean, look at me? I think Zinkenite let me in because he admired my tenacity by approaching him]/i] and demanding him to enlist me! Don't need anymore of Buddy's running around in the Negaverse, right?" He leaned back into the sofa, quick to throw himself under the bus and not too clear if he was joking or not, but he didn't want to stick on that topic long enough for Alex to poke at it. Instead, the topic of the upcoming funeral was much, much more entertaining a thought to him. "Nah, I'm a big boy, and big boys don't cry. I'm more annoyed of having to deal with the family and be reminded as to why I fled that state in the first place, than I am about the funeral itself."
At least that's what he told himself. He didn't want to talk about it. The delivery man's arrival was a great distraction, as the moment the knocks were heard, Dummy let out a series of excited yips and followed Alex to the door, bouncing up and down but never once rushing ahead of him, sparing them the fear of her breaking loose in the complex. Richard bobbed his head up and down before muttering, "Sure, food sounds good."
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 5:22 pm
"I suppose. I had never thought our organization the sort to handle matters of business either. I had thought I'd be having to do all of the work." He had hoped he could somehow beg for help, or find out how on earth Alois had managed that convention he'd pulled off. There had to have been some help from command - right? He hadn't expected the help he was getting though; but it was very nice to have. "I suppose your right though. Plus they must be business savvy in order to get things done and earn the energy they seek." Shrugging his shoulders as he smiled back at the man.
Tilting his head at the topic of dating he sighed gently. "I'm not sure myself. I suppose I've wanted the sort o thing you don't. But that doesn't seem to happen and I don't mind what I had with Quenton at all - it was just the lack of time we could spend together and the elephant in the room that only I saw." He said shaking his head. He knew what he was but Quenton hadn't a clue and that had bothered him. There was simply no way he could tell the other, it was too much of a risk, and adding onto that the issue of lack of time together and it had ended things.
"Mmm, certainly true - some people aren't certainly not cut out for the Negaverse. I don't however that your not. I haven't seen anything with you that would tell me that; although that is just my opinion." He stated with a genuine smile flashed to the other. He didn't ask why Richard had left his home state, though he was curious, it seemed there might be something of a story behind that. He did have to wonder though; how could he not be curious? Glancing over his shoulder as he paid for the food, a small smile given to the well behaved dog as he turned to look at Richard. "Mmm, good. I hope your hungry - you could use a good meal." And maybe he'd convince the man into shaving as well?
"So, how long will you be out of the area anyway?" He didn't ask due to business but he was honestly curious how long the other would be gone for. How long till the Captain was back and draining energy and harassing the people of this city.
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 3:53 pm
"A successful and prosperous organization will seek to branch out and get a foothold in as many aspects of one's life as possible," Richard said matter-of-factly, still sprawled out on his couch and not showing too much interest in the food that Alex brought in, though his stomach was definitely beginning to growl. Greek? Lebanese? Oh, Alex certainly knew how to treat a man like a king! Who wouldn't want to date this fellow? "Look at Walt Disney and the Disney corporation. They spread their roots out to as many television networks and you'd be surprised just how many companies they own... yes, when you wish upon a star, indeed... would be wise for the Negaverse to look into financial prosperity, as well as finding a new way of collecting energy. You got a good idea, Alex... Negaverse needs more of that."
Finally, as to not be rude to the man that offered him such wonderful smelling food, Richard pushed himself up into a seated position, causing Baldwin to scuffle but the great big dog didn't go far. While curious about the food, it was not in Baldwin's nature to beg, and he remained close to his owner, offering him his collar and thick neck to help him balance himself. Richard gave the dog a pat on the chest and looked back at Alex, offering him what little advice he could. "Well, you're a good man, Alex, and if I was ever interested in another more than the occasional romp around, you'd be at the top of my list. You did the right thing, if you asked me... not... sure if you did, though, but there's my opinion on that matter at least."
Suddenly, Richard wanted to dive into the food, but it wasn't really a mystery as to what had triggered his sudden appetite. He regretted ever once inserting himself into that line of conversation, and as much as Richard thrived off of attention from others, he wasn't quite eager for that attention to be seen in what he perceived to be a negative light. "Heh, well... if you know half of the things that have gone on in the past few months, you'd be singing a different tune. But I'd rather not bore you with the details- I am hungry."
And so was Dummy, whereas Baldwin showed amazing restraint, the Great Dane puppy's nose was snuffling all over the bag, forcing Richard to grab her by the collar and pull her back. Now was his queue to take the dogs out of the living room, and with strength he was still amazed he had, he guided her upstairs to the bedroom, with Baldwin in toe. He answered his question in the meantime. "Three days, at most. I hope. Couldn't stand to be there any longer, to be honest."
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 2:55 pm
"Disney even invented surround sound - to feature the original Fantasia." He stated in an off handed manner. It was one thing he'd loved as a child, he wouldn't be surprised if he'd worn out the old vhs of it. He'd grown up with Fantasia and a few other Disney movies, though that had been his favorite even if it was long before his time. "He made theaters just for Fantasia and planned for it to be a red carpet event..." He added as an after thought. he had no idea what else Disney was involved in, aside from their movies and tv stations. Disney now and back when he was a child, and when his older cousins were children, were two vastly different things. The old Disney, if asked, was better than the new tripe they put their name to.
"Indeed, and I'm hoping I can provide some financial gain for the Negaverse." It would be nice to do something positive, and big, for the Negaverse. It wasn't like he was looking to make a name for himself but he was certainly looking to advance the Negaverse in whatever way(s) he could.
Looking up from where he was getting food for himself he stared for a moment, surprised. "Thank you...I'm flattered and those words certainly make me feel better." Shaking his head he reached across the table, placing his own hand onto one of Richards. "Whatever you've done wrong can't out shine the wrongs I've committed, by accident or not. Not to mention we all make mistakes, it's part of human nature. I wouldn't hold things against you, especially without all knowledge possible, so no worries about me thinking less of you - ever." He stated honestly, a light smile in place, as he took his hand away and went back to his own food.
"Alright, so in three days time give me a call, or seek me out, and we can talk and see where things stand. I'll treat you to dinner and desert out. I'd say drinks but as I neither drink nor am I of age I can't offer such." Answering back as the other worked on getting the dogs into his bedroom. "We can talk about other things as well, as we are now." Why make it all about work and business? That wouldn't be any fun.
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