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The way Ariel squealed 'everything' make Drashi chuckle, was he always this enthusiastic about everything?

Cake in hand he followed Ariel... wow, they must have looked like a right pair. Tall and short. Black leathers verse far more 'ordinary' clothes, though they definitely had a flare of individuality. Total opposites, at least from the outside. Drashi didn't really know too much to say for sure, after all he had moments when he was just as eccentric....

His eyes wandered around the room, and he found himself drawn to the window, grabbing a chair, whatever chair, was there. Turned out to be a sofa, and as his body all but melted into the old but well kept material he couldn't help but feel a little more comfortable. Drashi was still a little surprised that he had set this all into motion, usually one to keep himself to himself he rarely initiated first meetings like this... though he had to admit he was glad he did.

"So... while we wait," He took off the tip of his fudge cake with a fork and prepared to eat it once he was done speaking, "Tell me a little about yourself." He wasn't probing for any 'intimate' details, knowing all too well that he rarely shared his own painful past... so it wasn't fair to ask such things of others. Drashi had grown accustom to accepting secrets from others, it helped to keep a distance between them. "I noticed the book about Wales, planning a trip?"

"But first, you have to tell me where you got those pants." He chuckled at that, "Ah yes, I did lure you with that didn't I." He smiled, leaning back into the sofa as he spoke. "They are made a friend of mine, custom design but I am sure he could whip you up something awesome if you were interested. He runs a little store called 'Howlers' up on East Common Lane, it's a nice store, right next door to a motorcycle store." Not the one Drashi's current bike was from, but his first was.... he could still remember his first beauty, it make have been a second hand piece of crap to the rest of the world, but to a guy who had never felt freedom before it was... heaven.

Sipping his coffee he listened happily to Ariel, and couldn't help but wonder why the guy only researched travelling rather than going out and doing so... was something... or maybe someone... holding him back? Still, the stories he was told were interesting, and had Drashi laughing from time to time. It was strange to feel so at ease with a near total stranger.

"Not much to tell. I am a nurse for children's burn unit at the local hospital, work twelve hour shifts so don't get out much. The book store donates books every now and then to the suite, which is what I was doing today. You can probably guess that I have a soft spot for my bike... feel like flying." He admitted, surprising himself at having actually revealed something personal.

"Eh...." He stalled, not sure what to say or do now. "Is there anything in particular you want to know?" He sipped his coffee again, trying his best to hide the blush that had appeared on his cheeks. Drashi was far from the best at this.

"Tell me more about what it's like to ride." He hesitated, but decided it would be weird not to answer... after all, he had been the one to originally bring it up. "Free. It's the only way to really describe it, and I mean really describe it. The wind blowing past you, the weaving in and out... yeah.... so... eh..." He sipped again, not really knowing what else to say.

Drashi was glad when Ariel started to speak again, at least until the words actually processed. Why did everyone always ask about family first... ok, so it was probably normal for that happen since most people had a family. "Eh...." He put down his coffee, using it as a stall, while his free fist clenched a little. A tender subject even to those who already knew what had happened. He couldn't believe he was about to say what he was about to say.... "My family.... died in a fire when I was a kid." Probably told Ariel everything he needed to know about why he worked where he worked. "Not really close to the rest of my family any more... but having a kid dumped on your isn't exactly what anyone wants." With that he fell silent for a while. He was not going to cry... he wasn't....

"Sorry." He finally said. Forcing himself back to composure. "Colour... blue." He smirked, trying his best to flirt despite the downer on hid mood. "Season... winter, feels like everything is given a fresh start. Eh... I like dragons, but that is probably obvious given the get up."

After that he fell silent, picking up his coffee again and looking out of the window. He knew it was rude... but he just needed a moment. It had been years, but it still hurt like it was only yesterday.

"I'd love to feel something like that..." Drashi smiled softly at that. "You said... if I could get you on it.... you would go for a ride..." He chuckled softly, "I may just have an idea. But I won't tell you just yet." Of course, that was simply assuming they actually met again... since right now they were still in the 'getting to know ya' stage, sure they obviously had a physical attraction to each other, but that didn't always count for everything.

"Cheers. To children with parent lost." He tilted his mug towards the others, a 'clink' sound as the ceramic mugs struck each other. Still, it took a moment for Drashi to turn his attention back towards Ariel. He needed to be in control again, he didn't want to have a breakdown out here in the open.... as far as the world was concerned he was 'cold' and 'distant'... even getting awarded the name of the 'cold prince' at work. He was lovely with the children, but not so much with his colleagues after work. What was the point though? They may actually try to get close to him. Drashi couldn't lose someone else he loved. It would kill him.

He listened to the other's kind words, feeling much more composed after watching the world go by. There was something about watching everyone go one as if nothing was different or painful that calmed him. People spotting. It was amazing just what you could see when you sat back and simply observed.

Despite himself, Drashi found himself smiling at Ariel's actions, turning with a soft movement that sent his pony tail flying over his shoulder to see the guy nestled there. He had to admit... the man looked good there. "Thanks. I'm ok.... I try not to think about it... ya know." This was the first time he had met someone who was in a similar situation, at least that he knew about, when you didn't ask questions about that sort of thing you remained rather oblivious.

"So.... now that I have killed that particular conversation..." He grinned, though it didn't really reach his eyes since he was half thinking about the past. "How about I start us over...?" He looked down at the guy, really not sure what to say since he didn't often initiate these things.... most of the time, those he slept with where simply due to his body needed attention so he let others hit on him. This was different though, he could feel that. "What do you do?" He couldn't recall hearing Ariel share that with him, and he was curious. He got the impression of a model... though maybe not since he was rather small... a bar tender or a waiter.... or something showmanship-ly... after all, he was rather outgoing.

Drashi was taken a little bad by Ariel's reaction and found himself slumping a little into his chair as if trying to move away. It was a long time since he had heard some laugh so hard, yet as he watched it more and more he came to realise that... well, the guy was actually rather cute when he laughed and smiled.

When Ariel finally sat back down Drashi smiled softly over at him and leaned forward to lean on his legs. His fingers playing with the rim of his mug. "Sounds interesting.... you must be busy." He found himself laughing as the guy mentioned his job wasn't 'glamorous'.... "Tell me about it," he said. "They should just call use Mr. Vomit and Mr. Dog Poo... hey? I think I get vomitted on at least three times a week." He didn't mind, the kids didn't always react very well to the pain meds... and sometimes eating was rather a challenge, so it wasn't really all that surprising.

Picking up his mug he drank more of it. Not really sure what to say now.... he suddenly felt very much out of his comfort zone.

"I don't get so much vomit, it's mostly pee or diarrhea... Especially with the young ones or trouble makers." Drashi chuckled at that, "Mr Vomit was me," He admitted, "The drugs tend to induce the stuff, plus... well, it can be a shock when we reveal the burn." He looked down at his drink then; not really wanting to remember it too much. Sometimes you had to force yourself to be a little detached... it was that or you simply wouldn't be able to get yourself up in the morning and manage a smile.

"Vomit..." He said without hesitation, "I think vomit is worst." He smiled then, pushing his darker thought to one side while he tried to focus on the here and now. He was sat next to a cutey. He wasn't at work, and in his bike was a fresh supply of new books. Today wasn't a bad day. "It smells." He said, drinking from his drink in an effort to make himself settle down a little while.

"Aww.." He looked over at the guy to see that he pretty much drunk all of his drink. "Want me to go grab you another?" He offered, "Or are you planning to use it as an excuse to leave?" He laughed, putting on a bravo he really didn't feel. "Am I that boring?" He asked with a wink, but deep down he really was dreading that was the case... wow, he was useless at this kind of thing.