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 Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 12:18 pm
Never considering Thorn's motives, or even what 'home' they'd be going to, Hadrian agreed that sleep sounded like a good idea. After a quiet yawn, it wasn't too long before he was asleep.
And not surprisingly, his head resting on the other mans shoulder. It was the most comfortable pillow in the car, afterall; so why not use it? A drunk, sleeping Hadrian wasn't concerned about anything except getting comfortable.
All of this because of him having an argument with Marc - it was astonishing what one little thing could lead to.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 12:28 pm
Thorn smiled. The journey went quickly, and as soon as they arrived, he nodded his head. The driver opened the door, and Thorn turned, hesitating. Would Hadrian wake up? Either way, he was going to have a good time. Thorn, that was.
"Hadrian? We're here." he tried gently. If he wasn't, he would get the driver to carry him up.
If he was... well. Then Thorn would help him out himself.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 12:34 pm
It took a few moments, but eventually green eyes opened and blinked a few times. Tired, but at least Hadrian had woken up.
"Hm?"
Pushing himself up, he gave a sleepy smile to Thorn before speaking.
"We're-" Breaking off with a yawn, he quickly continued after that, "We're there?"
Of course, the mage was thinking that 'there' was different then where they actually were. The compound was what he imagined, of course.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 12:53 pm
Thorn nodded. Easing out from his side, he walked over quickly and offered his arm to the drunken mage. "We're here, Hadrian." he said. Looking behind his shoulder, he nodded.
It wasn't a mansion. Not realy. It was a large, expensive looking apartment complex, and he owned the penthouse upstairs. At his arrival the doormen stood up in attention, like a soldier sensing his sergeant's arrival at any moment.
Thorn smiled. "Can you get out by yourself?" he asked ruefully. "Or do you need help?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 12:57 pm
The drunken mage managed to get out of the car on his own, and he certainly made use of the proferred arm to keep himself sdanding. Though, after getting out, he appeared quite confused.
"This isn't home."
Confused, but it sounded more like he was simply stating a fact then putting up an argument. Hadrian wasn't exactly a violent - or even a very independent - drunk. When he got drunk, he fit more into the idea of going with the flow.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:00 pm
Thorn nodded. "My house was closer, and I thought you would like to sleep off the effects before going home. Besides. I'm not sure I know the way, and you were sleeping too hard for me to ask." he smiled. "There is more than enough room for the both of us." he assured him.
Gently taking him by the arm and enquiring as to his balance (there was an excuse for everything!) he led him to the door, stopping to tip the man before getting into the elevator.
"See? It's nice." he said conversationally. He was beginning to get an idea of what kind of man Hadrian was, drunk.
Prey.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:05 pm
To his fuzzy mind, Thorn's excuse sounded perfectly plausible. After all - who knew if he could even make it up the stairs like this? And as far as Hadrian knew, the other man had never been the compound.
He had of course, to give Haki that gift - but he didn't know that.
"Mmhmm, it is."
It really was a nice building; far nicer then the buildings at the compound, anyway. They weren't shabby, but they weren't as - well, expensive as this. They couldn't expensive, especially when they didn't charge rent.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:10 pm
Thorn smiled. When they reached the top floor, he held the door open. "Guest first." he all but purred out the word.
The apartment was grand. While Marc's was designed in an expensive, plush manner, this was more refined, clean cut. Modern. Sleek, streamlined furniture filled the view, and floor to ceiling mirrors that looked out over the city. Thorn smiled, just slightly smug. THIS, was why he lived here, and not a large house.
You couldn't get a view like this in a house.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" he commented.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:17 pm
It was awe that shone on Hadrian's face, at the apartment - but more so at the view. He usually didn't like it when people have fancy, expensive and seemingly overdone styles - but this place didn't go over the top.
Beautiful? Oh yeah.
"I like it."
This place just had to be as expensive - if not more - then Marc's place; there was no chance it could be otherwise. It was odd, but Thorn's style was something he liked more then Marc's. Though neither had quite the same style as Hadrian...considering that his idea of 'style' was to throw a rug on the floor. After all, he was used to working in plain, sterile environments all the time.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:20 pm
Using this as a distraction, Thorn slipped a hand over the man's waist and leaned against him from the side. Ah. This was nice! He must get the mage drunk more often. "The windows face west, so the rising sun, while beautiful, hardly ever intrudes. The sunsets are fantastic. Hadrian, you must come by one day to witness it." Pausing as if organizing his thoughts or to get his own bearings, he turned his head slightly towards the man. "Now, if you go into the bedroom to the left." he motioned. "There should be a change of clothes in the closet.
He smiled. "I'll wait here."
With drinks.
Of course!
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:25 pm
Luckily, Hadrian seemed to have regained enough control over his walking to be able to walk into the bedroom. Alcohol definintly made him think less, or else he would have been wondering why he was being told to go change - after all, his clothes were just fine.
And he hadn't even noticed, beyond the barest of realizations, that Thorn had been holding his waist for a few moments before. If he remembered this night, the man was going to be very shocked tomorrow.
Opening the closet, the man went to change.
((>.> Soo~...what kinda clothes is it? XD))
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:30 pm
((pajama!! bottoms. ))
Thorn took the time that Hadrian had away to pull out to glasses. So Vietnamese rice wine, whiskey... what else to mix into it? Something that would work as a night cap.
Ah yes. Baileys.
Preparing hot chocolate, he decided to use the alcohol instead of half the milk. That should do the trick. In another life time, some might have seen Thorn has pathetic as to have to drug his victims into submission. But Thorn? He saw this all as an experiment. He was having fun, learning the ways of the mage.
Cinnamon too. And some high quality dark chocolate powder to add to the mix.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:35 pm
It wasn't long before Hadrian had discarded his other clothes, and put on what was there. Pajama bottoms? Oh well.
Exiting from the room and rejoining Thorn, the shirtless mage smiled at Thorn before informing him of what he thought was a mistake.
"I think you lost the shirt."
He was such an innocent while drunk. Well, to an extent - but it was rather entertaining when one considers how suspicious he was of Thorn while sober.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:39 pm
"Oh dear. I'm sorry." He said, trying to look regretful. Trying too. "I've made some hot cocoa, if you would like some. Do you use any marshmallows?" the bottle having put away quickly, he nodded his head, inclining the small tray full of white goodness. "It'll be ready soon."
He smiled. "The trousers suit you more than they suit me." he said. "I'll need to get out of this too. It's starting to smell a bit like vietnamese food." wrinkling his noise as if that's what it was all about, he motioned to the two cups. "How sweet do you drink your hot chocolate?"
How innocent, and... tame.
((how far is hadrian going to go?))
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:50 pm
((How far? Do you mean in certain..relations with Thorn, or how is he going to drink? Because he'll drink as much as Thorn hands him XD
...and the drunker Thorn gets him, the more likely he would be to do quite a bit with the man >.>))
"I'm not picky, but marshmallows sound fine," And he wasn't, truthfully. It was like with coffee - so long as it kept him awake, he never really cared how it tasted. Well, so long as it tasted good enough that it didn't kill him to drink it.
And he really doubted that hot chocolate would kill him to drink it, however sweet or not it happened to be.
He picked up his cup a took a sip of it, not detecting the alcohol.
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