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 Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 6:43 pm
Bazzite stood there for a moment, processing what had just transpired. Now he knew that his captain was also his king and his friend, all at the same time. It was a bit overwhelming and the look on the lieutenant's face made that more than plainly clear. He could have caught a fly with his mouth hanging open like that. After a few moments, he finally nodded. "Right! We hafta be stealthy so the senshi don't know we're here. Got it!" In a flash of energy, Johnathan replaced the addled Negaverse agent.
"Okay so um... where were we?" he asked, twiddling his fingers around the pullstring of his jacket. He'd almost entirely forgotten about the play thinking there was an imminent attack brought on by space piratry. People needed protecting from that! "Oh yeah, we gotta learn our lines n stuff but..." A growl escaped his stomach and Johnny made a silly face, blushing slightly. "All that excitement's made me kinda hungry again, heh."
Now his blue eyes were locked on the fridge, pondering what other goodies were lurking inside. Hopefully he wouldn't eat Lily and Alex out of house and home.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 12:44 am
Watching the other carefully he wasn't all that surprised by what happened, at least now he was sure he could help Kyndall with the issue of Johnathan's excessive energy. He could help him calm down and even perhaps take him out the night before and try to tire him out so come the next day he'd be less...hyper? Though he doubted it would work he at least knew what to expect from the other, for the most part.
"Go and help yourself, I believe there is still some left over pasta in a lemon herb sauce I made last night." While the other had baked he himself could cook, and well. Fresh herbs helped, though not more than the recipes he found online. He did tweak what recipes he found online to suit his and Lily's taste a bit more, it was why he preferred cooking to baking and failed at baking every time - no ability to change things up to suit ones taste.
"It should be on the second shelf, right in front labeled. You can heat it however you like." Stove top in a skillet or in the microwave, skillet was the better option in his opinion. The fridge was one with two side by side doors, the left being the freezer and the right the fridge, a ice cube maker on the left side of course, and the right side filled with fruits and veggies as well as flavored waters and fruit juices. It was for the most part filled with healthy foods, same for the freezer save for ice cream and ice pops really.
"I'd offer to cook something fresh but I don't think taking the time to do that, thus keeping you here longer, would be the best idea. Though if you want next time I'll cook something ahead of time." He offered with a smile to the other.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 7:38 pm
Johnathan saluted like a ninny and grinned. He liked the idea of his superior officer being his superior in the play and his totally like bee-eff-eff-eff-eff. Forever. The thought was exciting and comforting simultaneously. For a few moments, he contemplated how this would change his life forever and how he and Alex would now be closer than ever. It only took a little bit for the idea to be utterly overwhelming and then ceremoniously discarded in favor of hugging the crap out of the smaller, more petite blonde.
"You're the best, BennnnnAlex. You're so awesome! You gotta place of your own and you're an awesome actor and an awesome cook and a totally awesome captain! You got your act together as my dad would say." Johnathan then struck a pose, manlier and gruffer than he would ever normally be, imitating his father. He even tried to lower his voice to the more gravelly tone indicating both masculinity and age. "You've got a roof over yer head and a good noggin on those shoulders. You use yer noodle." The charade was broken by a fit of giggling.
As if summoned by the imitation, the cellphone shoved deep into his pants pocket started to ring. Spazzing for a moment, the blue haired boy dug it out and answered it, turning away from Alex politely. "Hi! Yeah hi Dad..." Pause. "...you okay?" Pause. "....oh. Okay, you hang tight for me! I'll be home soon and stay in bed! I don't want you fallin' again okay? You know how you scared mom n' me last time. ......okay, dad. I love you too."
Flipping the phone shut, Johnathan's previous jovial mood was long gone, replaced by a sullen nervousness. "I... I gotta go, Alex. Sorry. Dad, he... he had an accident and he needs my help. Thanks for lettin' me come over and see your neat pad." He struggled to smile and went about gathering his things. He gave Alex one last hug before letting himself out, dropping to a sprint as soon as his finished waving his goodbyes.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 8:40 pm
As he was hugged, he didn't know why, he stiffened for a moment before relaxing. Bazzite was just affectionate and big on showing his feelings, and releasing all that energy in sudden bursts, as far as he thought. Petting the others hair he smiled at him.
"Actually I share this place with my friend, it's her home really. her parents got it for her, she just moved me in." Though he did do the cooking and he did handle cleaning and his share of chores around the place. It really wasn't his, though since Lily was more like a sister than a friend it did feel a lot like his home, as much as it felt like hers, it was why he was comfortable with making himself at home here and inviting people over without telling Lily.
"I guess I have my heard on my shoulders though, firmly I would hope." Winking at the other he drew back as the cell phone rang and he watched, keeping his eyes locked on the other figure.
Shaking his head he nodded then. "Any time, whenever you need me your welcome to come here. I'll never turn you away." He'd let Lily know about him as well, he would always be welcome here and Alexandre would see to that. "I hope...I hope he's alright." Biting his lip as the door shut he felt his own mood drop, really low. That being the case he went to clean up the sitting room and the kitchen before going to light some candles in his room, something to calm his own feelings. He felt for the other, a lot and not in a romantic way either. It was strictly how one would feel for a close friend who was in a really bad situation. "I have to help...somehow, even if it's only slight."
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