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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 4:48 pm
"Good idea, I don't see myself having much social time after I have a little kid, at least not until they're a teenager." Tristan returned the smile and bent down to pick up his dog. Most people might ask if their animal was allowed in but to a person who loved animals the thought that someone else might not want the puppy around didn't cross his mind and Caver had said nothing about him not bringing the dog.
Hamlet struggled against his owner for a moment before he realized they were moving instead, he sat in Tristan's ares his his tounge lolling out.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 2:20 pm
Carver laughed a little at that, scratching Hamlet's ears again as he lead the dark-haired man up the stairs: apparently, he'd chosen a top-floor apartment. "I'd say we'd be having less time... if teenagers are anything like how I think they are. I was a good one, myself," he said, ruefully. "I never thought about disobeying my parents."
His apartment was a bomb site of boxes: he pulled two stools to push them up next to the kitchen counter, letting Tristan close the door behind them so that he could rifle through what appeared to be the box-mess meant for the kitchen. There was already a kettle out: he filled it with water and it boiled merrily as he thoughtfully filled a saucer of water for Hamlet. "Milk and sugar? ... You know, it feels like I haven't talked to anyone in an age, so I feel a mite socially retarded and a bit shy, but - why don't you tell me about yourself?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 2:45 pm
Tristan laughed a little too. "I was a good kid too. My friends on the other hand, well I had to bail them out of jail at least once and we'll leave it at that." Entering the apartment Tristan manged to close the door with his foot, he wanted to make sure it was closed before he let Hammie down
Hamlet was all to happy to be on the floor again. He liked new places he was a rather adventurous puppy. He admetiately took to exploring, sniffing around all the boxes.
Tristan walked over to the stools and took a seat. "Oh yes, lots of both thank you," he replied to the milk and sugar question but he was taken by surprise when he was asked about himself. He guessed he should have expected it though, they were getting to know each other and that would prove difficult if they didn't talk bout themselves.
"Uh... well I grew up in the country. I've always liked animals. I studied zoology and then mammalogy in school and got my PhD. Uh then... well I worked at a zoo for a bit and then did some work at a lab doing research but then... uh some stuff came up and I had to leave and for a year now I've worked at McDonald's."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 2:56 pm
"A Ph.D?" Carver looked genuinely interested; he opened the fridge (which contained, apparently, milk, mustard, and half an onion) to get the jug of milk and liberally poured lots into both their cups. Then he looked around for the sugarcubes. "I grew up in the country, too, funnily enough - my father was a farmer. I'm afraid I took to the city too quickly in my teens, though. - The McDonald's part was a joke, though?"
He pushed the cup towards Tristan, giving him a half-smile. "God, I hope that's not offensive. I mean, just - a doctor of mammology working at McDonald's, it sounds like a comedy sketch. Unless you're working in their research department, I suppose, though a friend of mine always said he was skeptical that there were any actual mammals in the food. I always pegged those things more for general chordate."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 3:13 pm
"Sadly, not a joke. Thats why I plan to take off work when my I get my kid, so I can get away from bugar flippin'. Oh here..." He stopped and looked down at his arm, searching it until he found a little mark and held out his arm to show it carver, "oil burn from the deep frier, one of many. I needed a job, any job really and I just haven't found a new one."
He accepted the cup greatfully but didn't drink it right away, just looked at it as he continued to talk about the horrors that were McDonald's food. "I prefer not to think about whats in the food really, though I do know there is beef fat in the french fries, kinda disturbing but at least you know they're using real animals some where."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 3:30 pm
"Good lord." Carver looked mildly disturbed, warming his hands with his own mug. "I just... you must get so bored. And that burn looks frankly nasty. Well... You're a brave man, I must say. - I'm glad I haven't eaten there in years."
He sat down on his own stool, opposite Tristan, and took a cautious sip of his coffee. The caffeine was appreciated, anyway. "So what do you do when you're not... burger flipping?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 3:48 pm
"I've had worst burns before," Tristan shruged. He picked up the cup, looked at it closer for a second and then took a sip of it at last. "It's good.," he said with a smile before setting the cup down again.
He furrowed his brow as he though about the current question. What did he do in his spare time? Oh, oh! he knew. "Movies, I like movies a lot. They actually fill up most of the boxes of stuff I already have packed. That and read, books being the rest of the boxes." It was almost sad how ture that really was...
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 3:54 pm
"You too?" Carver said ruefully. "I seem to have boxes and boxes of the things; I need to go and buy some more bookcases... I suppose there are worse environments for children to grow up around, than books. I think."
He took another sip of his coffee. The milk and sugar made a big difference. Ama had always made him knock his back black as sin and powerful enough to double as paint-stripper. "I'm no movie buff, but I do like the noir stuff - the good old ones from the thirties and twenties. Ugh, that makes me sound like somebody's grandfather, doesn't it? I'll have to look to you for recommendations. I suppose I can settle down now and do normal things like watch movies. And catch up on my reading."
Carver actually grinned. "See, now you have to be my friend; we can swap books."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 4:12 pm
"The only problem is my books might not be to interesting. Scientific mumbo jumbo, my thesises, other peoples reasearch, things like that. Its been a long time since I've sat down and read some good fiction," He took another sip of his coffee it was really good. While he couldn't taste anything more than milk and sugar really but it tasted better than the stuff he made. Well that was because he was coffee making impared and always ended up with grinds in it.
"But if you really want to read about animal behaviour in certain circumstances and societies amoung different mammals you can borrow some of my books."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 4:19 pm
"I have a scientific history of coal and a guide to Chinese political science in my stuff," admitted Carver. "And those are some of the more interesting ones. - Though I admit it; I also have boxes full of novels, which I'll pass on to you. But I'll read anything, I swear."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 4:29 pm
Tristan was happy. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed himself in the presence of another person. He didn't see any of his friends from university anymore and after the... unpleasentness at his old job he had been down for a while but he was actually liking this.
"History of coal? Interesting. Like I said if you really want to read one of books your free any time."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 4:35 pm
Carver knocked back another mouthful of coffee. He had a sinking feeling that he sounded like a fumbling, socially inept teenager, but Tristan was nice enough to make him finally relax. "You're a lifesaver. I thought I was going to be stuck re-reading my old Graham Greenes for a while. Actually, the history of coal is quite interesting, which maybe says a great deal about me... So... Do you need any help with your move? Do call on me when you do. I'm an extra pair of hands, at least."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 4:51 pm
"I'm glad I could help," said smiling and then drained the rest of his cup of coffee. "I'd love help moving in, I don't think I'll be doing it for a while though, some stuff I have to do before I actually get around to it, but I'll make sure to give you a call."
Hamlet had done his exploring and while he would have liked to do some more the little puppy was getting on the thirsty side. He walked over to the saucer that had been put out for him and started to lap in up greatfully and messily.
Tristan sighed a little watching his dog. "Sorry about him, he's a little slob, I'm surprised he hasn't made a bigger mess yet. He torn apart most of my boxes at home. I had to re pack them a couple times."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 6:34 pm
Carver leant over to scratch the puppy between the ears as it lapped up the water. "It's what puppies do, I suppose. He's behaved very well for most puppies. - Oh, I should give you my cellphone number, I suppose; if I can remember it. Hold on a second." After more fumbling around, the cellphone was located, and the number written down on a scrap of paper that he passed on to Tristan. "Here you go; now you can reach me, anyway."
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Fall of Reason Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 6:48 pm
Hamlet let out a happy little yip as he was being scratched behind the ears. He was really starting to like Carver, all the attention he from the man.
"Thanks," Trisatan said as he took the number. He paused to look at it before he tucked it in his pocket. "I'd return the favour, I don't have a cellphone thouhg and my other phone will be out of service in a couple nights so it would be really pointless."
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