Kem made a face at Pak when she mentioned meeting someone at work. "Why would you meet someone at work?" he asked. "Just get out and go places."
He lifted his shoulders. "Honestly, just stop trying. I mean, try. But don't try too hard. Keep an open mind and see what happens. If you go out looking, looking, always looking, you're not going to find the one you want. It just happens when you stop looking, I think."
He considered his meeting with Aishe for the first time. She'd been so pretty, so surprising. He had been brooding, he supposed, on the bank of the Nile and she was walking back to her hostel after a day of digging. He remembered turning and seeing her there, looking so much like Sennwy and at the same time, somehow not like her at all. It had been eerie. Surreal. He hadn't even realized he was speaking to her when he did.
He hadn't even been sure he'd look for her the following night, but he had. Everything with Aishe had always been perfect, and Kem hadn't been looking for her. He'd just found her anyhow.
Kem rolled his eyes at Pak's whole 'good for you' spiel. "Well it is good for you," he insisted. "So is broccoli. Or it would be, if you were still human. Hush and listen to your elder."
He ignored her previous knock out, retaliating with several hits of his own before she could jump on him as he rematerialized at the top of the screen. He didn't respond to her jibes about orgies; he really didn't want to go into detail. Instead he focused on putting up a good showing with Olimar, which he mostly managed to do. He didn't win, but he would. He and Pak tended to trade the winner's podium back and forth between them.
"Seriously, Pak," he finally said after some thought. "You don't have to go anywhere in particular to meet someone. Just go places. That's all."
Pak liked to hole up in her apartment and let the world revolve outside. It wasn't going to get her what she wanted. She was pretty, and intelligent, and funny. It wouldn't take her long to find a guy. The tough part would be keeping him.
Being Social Takes Work (attn Kem etc)
Pak was stupidly tired. There wasn't a lot of physical demands when speed dating but there were mental and emotional ones. Since her encounter with Loren she'd been very careful to keep her subtrafuge in place so no one, not even Kem should have any idea what had happened that evening. But she did need to crash and didn't really want to be alone.
As she slid into the 'Lil Bird, and again made a note that she had to replace the classic car (really it was getting too valuable to risk on the city streets and should be preserved) Pak decided that she'd nudged her 'big brother' and see if he and his fiancee would mind some company.
Starting her car she pulled out into traffic, and while she kept her emotions and very presence out of the bond, she was still perfectly capable of sending.
[Pěe chaai, you home? More important, do you mind company maybe a day long visit?]
Fifty fifty odds on whether or not she actually made it home and sometimes honesty was the best policy.
She got an affirmative and made the turn that would take her to Kem's rather than to the towers. As she pulled into the drive way she looked quickly over at Reign's place, nothing out of the ordinary tonight.
As Kem knew she was coming Pak was able to open the door and let herself in, taking off her shoes even before she closed and locked the door.
"Hi honey I'm crashing your place!"
She called, not loudly but with enough volume to be heard where ever he and Aishe might be.
Kem`Raaisu
12 years ago
Pakpao
12 years ago
"I read it some where... most people meet their spouse at work these days."
Pak cringed a bit at the realization that she'd just admitted to doing some reading about relationships as well. Which is actually how she'd run into the idea of speed dating. It had seemed more logical and less desperate that internet dating. Signing up for one of those sites was -so- not happening. The last thing Pak wanted was a detailed personality profile hanging about on line. There was no way that would -not- come back to bite her in the ass.
"Listen to my elder? And how many dates had you been on before meeting Aishe? Please share the wealth of experience."
She had a very clear memory of Kem in a bit of a dither, for lack of a better word, on the beach in the middle of winter as he tried to work some things out. So she had evidence that Kem hadn't always been as grounded as he was now and he had his own relationship and dating issues. But as he was trying to help and be supportive the comment had been intended in a light and teasing manner.
"I do go places!"
Pak protested mildly. She did go places, to work, home, out hunting those were places. She wasn't a total shut in after all. Of course, they didn't seem like places you'd meet some one. Not a romantic partner any way.
And then there was the whole question of dating a human as well. Pak had nothing against humans, she liked them and respected them but they did present... problems. Having been in love once in her whole life, mortal and immortal, and with him having been a human and long dead Pak was quite cognisant of these problems.
It still hurt to think about him and even in that one brief second she wasn't sure how much Kem had picked up on through their bond but quickly closed herself off, just for a minute or two, until she got a hold of herself. It wasn't long, like a skip in a record, and then she let him right back in.
"What places though? Bars don't seem right, and I'm thinking that hanging around in the lobby of the Piazza isn't a good idea either."
Pak cringed a bit at the realization that she'd just admitted to doing some reading about relationships as well. Which is actually how she'd run into the idea of speed dating. It had seemed more logical and less desperate that internet dating. Signing up for one of those sites was -so- not happening. The last thing Pak wanted was a detailed personality profile hanging about on line. There was no way that would -not- come back to bite her in the ass.
"Listen to my elder? And how many dates had you been on before meeting Aishe? Please share the wealth of experience."
She had a very clear memory of Kem in a bit of a dither, for lack of a better word, on the beach in the middle of winter as he tried to work some things out. So she had evidence that Kem hadn't always been as grounded as he was now and he had his own relationship and dating issues. But as he was trying to help and be supportive the comment had been intended in a light and teasing manner.
"I do go places!"
Pak protested mildly. She did go places, to work, home, out hunting those were places. She wasn't a total shut in after all. Of course, they didn't seem like places you'd meet some one. Not a romantic partner any way.
And then there was the whole question of dating a human as well. Pak had nothing against humans, she liked them and respected them but they did present... problems. Having been in love once in her whole life, mortal and immortal, and with him having been a human and long dead Pak was quite cognisant of these problems.
It still hurt to think about him and even in that one brief second she wasn't sure how much Kem had picked up on through their bond but quickly closed herself off, just for a minute or two, until she got a hold of herself. It wasn't long, like a skip in a record, and then she let him right back in.
"What places though? Bars don't seem right, and I'm thinking that hanging around in the lobby of the Piazza isn't a good idea either."
Kem`Raaisu
12 years ago
Kem wrinkled his nose. "Really? I want to read that article too," he said skeptically. He couldn't imagine times had changed that much. "Well it's a bad idea," he said with his 'yuck' face still well in place.
He sighed at Pak; it was just like her to come over here to vent and relax, to open up to someone, and then bitch at them for offering advice. In retaliation he slammed her character against the walls of their arena a few times.
"You think I didn't look for someone to be with over the last sixteen hundred years?" Kem asked. "Just because I wasn't successful doesn't mean I wasn't interested."
Okay truthfully he hadn't tried as hard as he could have, but while he'd been largely celibate he hadn't avoided people altogether. One could meet people without having a physical relationship. As far as Kem knew, too, his advice to others had always been sound enough, and he had given out plenty of it over the centuries.
Pak's protest followed by that tiny stab of hurt through their bond made him turn to her once more with his eyebrows raised. "Of course you get out," he said, a hint of exasperation creeping into his voice. "I never said you don't. I'm just saying, that's the right thing to do. Keep doing it. It doesn't matter where."
He chuckled at the idea of Pak wandering aimlessly through the Piazza lobby, scrutinizing every man that walked through the doors. "So don't go to bars then," he said. "Go other places. Join a club, take a class, go for a hike. Just keep doing things. You'll find someone."
Ah yes. Age-old wisdom that no one wanted to hear. 'Have patience.' It was never the popular answer, but Kem believed it pretty strongly. Stop looking, and ye shall find.
He sighed at Pak; it was just like her to come over here to vent and relax, to open up to someone, and then bitch at them for offering advice. In retaliation he slammed her character against the walls of their arena a few times.
"You think I didn't look for someone to be with over the last sixteen hundred years?" Kem asked. "Just because I wasn't successful doesn't mean I wasn't interested."
Okay truthfully he hadn't tried as hard as he could have, but while he'd been largely celibate he hadn't avoided people altogether. One could meet people without having a physical relationship. As far as Kem knew, too, his advice to others had always been sound enough, and he had given out plenty of it over the centuries.
Pak's protest followed by that tiny stab of hurt through their bond made him turn to her once more with his eyebrows raised. "Of course you get out," he said, a hint of exasperation creeping into his voice. "I never said you don't. I'm just saying, that's the right thing to do. Keep doing it. It doesn't matter where."
He chuckled at the idea of Pak wandering aimlessly through the Piazza lobby, scrutinizing every man that walked through the doors. "So don't go to bars then," he said. "Go other places. Join a club, take a class, go for a hike. Just keep doing things. You'll find someone."
Ah yes. Age-old wisdom that no one wanted to hear. 'Have patience.' It was never the popular answer, but Kem believed it pretty strongly. Stop looking, and ye shall find.
Pakpao
12 years ago
She nodded silent agreement with that. It did seem like a terrible idea. Why people would do that to themselves she just didn't understand. The only thing she could figure was that she wasn't the only person who didn't get out as much as she should. Perhaps the whole world was becoming more and more withdrawn.
Despite Kem's rather ruthless treatment of her character Pak felt a slight twinge of remorse for her rather sharp words. It was almost impossible to tell by looking at her, some people would be able to tell, very few. Especially with their bond Kem would be one of the most aware. The truth of the matter was she hadn't even really thought about it. It was hard to think of Kem looking for some one.
Giving her friend a bit of a side long glances, as she wriggled Mario out of his clutches, Pak concluded that he was more than passable. He was pretty darn good looking really. And now that he mentioned it she was surprised he hadn't found someone before Aishe. It was something to think about, but later, now she launched a new assault on Olimar.
"Huh.â€
Was all she said though. That was something they could talk about some time. She just hoped it didn't take her as long to find some one.
She did sporadically attend Alexander's yoga classes, but she didn't exactly linger or make herself available socially after. OK she could work on that. Not having an actual degree, but loving to learn there was something of an idea there, or maybe she could learn to dance or play chess with someone other than Bao.
"You know it drives me crazy when you're right don't you?â€
As if to exact some small revenge for Kem daring to be right, she knocked Olimar off the screen racking up another knock out and even taking the time to make Mario gloat.
Despite Kem's rather ruthless treatment of her character Pak felt a slight twinge of remorse for her rather sharp words. It was almost impossible to tell by looking at her, some people would be able to tell, very few. Especially with their bond Kem would be one of the most aware. The truth of the matter was she hadn't even really thought about it. It was hard to think of Kem looking for some one.
Giving her friend a bit of a side long glances, as she wriggled Mario out of his clutches, Pak concluded that he was more than passable. He was pretty darn good looking really. And now that he mentioned it she was surprised he hadn't found someone before Aishe. It was something to think about, but later, now she launched a new assault on Olimar.
"Huh.â€
Was all she said though. That was something they could talk about some time. She just hoped it didn't take her as long to find some one.
She did sporadically attend Alexander's yoga classes, but she didn't exactly linger or make herself available socially after. OK she could work on that. Not having an actual degree, but loving to learn there was something of an idea there, or maybe she could learn to dance or play chess with someone other than Bao.
"You know it drives me crazy when you're right don't you?â€
As if to exact some small revenge for Kem daring to be right, she knocked Olimar off the screen racking up another knock out and even taking the time to make Mario gloat.
Kem`Raaisu
12 years ago
Pak's silence was an indicator that she was thinking things over, and that his words were finally sinking in. Which words, he wasn't entirely certain yet. Pak sometimes had a way of picking and choosing what she wanted to hear, particularly when she was feeling emotional, but eventually everything would hit home and she would consider it all.
She assaulted Olimar with a fury that belied her somewhat casually phrased question. Kem laughed while she kicked his ass again, winning the game.
"Yeah I know," he admitted.
He selected the Ice Climbers for their next round and smiled serenely at her. "It does explain why you're permanently nuts. I'm always right. Age, experience, and all that."
He flashed her a grin and hit the 'ready' button, randomizing their game board. Topic of conversation aside, it felt good to be here with her, doing what they did best - bitching at each other and playing video games. It felt right, the same way that climbing into bed next to Aishe in the morning felt right. Not for the first time, Kem reminded himself never to take any of his family for granted. Who knew, Pak might find someone tomorrow and move away or something, and then he'd never have her here again.
The thought sobered him. He wished her all the best. He did want her to be happy, and to have someone of her own but... it would be nice if it didn't happen too quickly.
She assaulted Olimar with a fury that belied her somewhat casually phrased question. Kem laughed while she kicked his ass again, winning the game.
"Yeah I know," he admitted.
He selected the Ice Climbers for their next round and smiled serenely at her. "It does explain why you're permanently nuts. I'm always right. Age, experience, and all that."
He flashed her a grin and hit the 'ready' button, randomizing their game board. Topic of conversation aside, it felt good to be here with her, doing what they did best - bitching at each other and playing video games. It felt right, the same way that climbing into bed next to Aishe in the morning felt right. Not for the first time, Kem reminded himself never to take any of his family for granted. Who knew, Pak might find someone tomorrow and move away or something, and then he'd never have her here again.
The thought sobered him. He wished her all the best. He did want her to be happy, and to have someone of her own but... it would be nice if it didn't happen too quickly.
Pakpao
12 years ago
She watched him choose Ice Climbers and rolled her eyes and flipped over to Captain Falcon and let Kem get the next match rolling. What she would do without Kem was a mystery. She'd probably be even more antisocial. She'd never have met Aishe or Mara and she probably would have imploded when she encountered Bao, walked right into the sun. Every once in a while Pak managed to remember that she needed Kem and how much he meant to her. But, by the same token,
"You're not always right you know. Old, yes. Experience, yes. Always right, not so much. I'm sure we can find some instances when you have been less than correct."
Of course, she might be hard pressed to think of an instance Kem had been wrong. But she'd blame that on trying to control her character. He could be... challenging.
A night like this could make her consider leaving the Towers. Not moving in with Kem and Aishe or anything but maybe moving closer. After all there was simply no denying that this had been the right decision, coming here rather than retreating to her own apartment.
"I'm sure you wore bell bottoms or teased your hair or bet on red when you should have bet on black or something. Not even you are perfect pěe chaa."
"You're not always right you know. Old, yes. Experience, yes. Always right, not so much. I'm sure we can find some instances when you have been less than correct."
Of course, she might be hard pressed to think of an instance Kem had been wrong. But she'd blame that on trying to control her character. He could be... challenging.
A night like this could make her consider leaving the Towers. Not moving in with Kem and Aishe or anything but maybe moving closer. After all there was simply no denying that this had been the right decision, coming here rather than retreating to her own apartment.
"I'm sure you wore bell bottoms or teased your hair or bet on red when you should have bet on black or something. Not even you are perfect pěe chaa."
Kem`Raaisu
12 years ago
Kem gasped at Pak in mock surprise. "Wait what?" He used the opportunity to haul off a few huge hits on Falcon. "Of course I'm perfect!"
He could feel Pak's content settling through their shared bond, complimentary to the cheerfulness he felt from Aishe as well. It made him smile even as on the screen in front of them they continued to kick each other's asses.
"You know, Aishe and I could buy a bigger house," he said.
It was true. Kem lived modestly; in comparison to hat he spent on his own living, his bank accounts were hardly being touched. He had a flair for investments and stock trading and he loved the game. It had paid off many times over.
He had mentioned the idea to Aishe some time ago. She hated spending his money but even practical Aishe had to admit their house was good for hosting very small parties at best, and their spare room could only fit one person comfortably.
"We've been thinking about it. It wouldn't really be hard to live with someone else in the right place."
Somewhere with a big floor plan. Where a few people could live comfortably together, but have enough room to spread out so that they never had to see each other if they didn't want to. It could work.
Kem said it somewhat tentatively; yeah, he was sort of asking pak if she'd be interested in living with them. He expected resistance. Pak wouldn't want to intrude, wouldn't want to be a fifth wheel, et cetera et cetera. But, if given enough time, she might warm up to the idea. Kem would love to have her closer and he knew the same was true of Aishe. It was nearly impossible for them to lie to each other; neither of them possessed Pak's skill at subterfuge.
He could feel Pak's content settling through their shared bond, complimentary to the cheerfulness he felt from Aishe as well. It made him smile even as on the screen in front of them they continued to kick each other's asses.
"You know, Aishe and I could buy a bigger house," he said.
It was true. Kem lived modestly; in comparison to hat he spent on his own living, his bank accounts were hardly being touched. He had a flair for investments and stock trading and he loved the game. It had paid off many times over.
He had mentioned the idea to Aishe some time ago. She hated spending his money but even practical Aishe had to admit their house was good for hosting very small parties at best, and their spare room could only fit one person comfortably.
"We've been thinking about it. It wouldn't really be hard to live with someone else in the right place."
Somewhere with a big floor plan. Where a few people could live comfortably together, but have enough room to spread out so that they never had to see each other if they didn't want to. It could work.
Kem said it somewhat tentatively; yeah, he was sort of asking pak if she'd be interested in living with them. He expected resistance. Pak wouldn't want to intrude, wouldn't want to be a fifth wheel, et cetera et cetera. But, if given enough time, she might warm up to the idea. Kem would love to have her closer and he knew the same was true of Aishe. It was nearly impossible for them to lie to each other; neither of them possessed Pak's skill at subterfuge.
Pakpao
12 years ago
Pak watched rather helplessly as Captain Falcon got knocked around like a rag doll. No amount of button mashing would save him. It took a bit but she finally wrested her character from the clutches of the evil ice climbers.
"You're perfect and I'm a six foot tall super model."
That little bit of snark seemed to help her get her game back and start an attack of her own. She frowned, both in concentration and at the idea of him getting a bigger house though. As far as Pak was concerned he and Aishe lived the perfect distance from the Towers. She could walk it on a nice night or if necessary. Not to mention the location was great for the racoons and there was easy access to the beach.
"Why would you want to do that? This place is cozy."
And there was a wonderful sense of 'home' for her. Not that Pak didn't love her apartment, especially the new place Eiryk had knocked himself out which was saying something as she hadn't been an easy client to deal with. It was her, it was comfortable, it was home as well. It was just... some times she got lonely.
When he explained, sort of, what he was thinking Pak narrowed her eyes at him a bit. Kem hadn't come right out and said anything but he was rather alluding to things. She shook her head a little bit. No this was fine she liked being able to crash here when she felt like it and didn't want to intrude on Kem and Aishe on a regular basis. They were getting married, they should be alone. They were a family, they had a family (of racoons) to raise or something.
"I'm sure there are some floor plans and some big places around here that would let you take in a room mate or something. You strapped for cash? Need help with the bills?"
She side stepped the question rather neatly, at least she thought.
"You're perfect and I'm a six foot tall super model."
That little bit of snark seemed to help her get her game back and start an attack of her own. She frowned, both in concentration and at the idea of him getting a bigger house though. As far as Pak was concerned he and Aishe lived the perfect distance from the Towers. She could walk it on a nice night or if necessary. Not to mention the location was great for the racoons and there was easy access to the beach.
"Why would you want to do that? This place is cozy."
And there was a wonderful sense of 'home' for her. Not that Pak didn't love her apartment, especially the new place Eiryk had knocked himself out which was saying something as she hadn't been an easy client to deal with. It was her, it was comfortable, it was home as well. It was just... some times she got lonely.
When he explained, sort of, what he was thinking Pak narrowed her eyes at him a bit. Kem hadn't come right out and said anything but he was rather alluding to things. She shook her head a little bit. No this was fine she liked being able to crash here when she felt like it and didn't want to intrude on Kem and Aishe on a regular basis. They were getting married, they should be alone. They were a family, they had a family (of racoons) to raise or something.
"I'm sure there are some floor plans and some big places around here that would let you take in a room mate or something. You strapped for cash? Need help with the bills?"
She side stepped the question rather neatly, at least she thought.
Kem`Raaisu
12 years ago
"Why Pak, you've grown," was all Kem said in response to Pak's quip.
As she struggled to free her character from his mischievous duo of fighters Kem stuck to her like glue. She wrested herself free and he went at her again, hammering her happily into the side of an iceberg.
He lifted his shoulders when she observed that their current home was cozy. That might be, but it was clearly a house meant for one person or a very small family. It wasn't large at all, and their family had been growing.
"We'd like to be able to have our friends over," he said by way of explanation. "Right now we can have you here to visit, but that's it. If we wanted to, say, invite Christian and Rowan here, where would they sleep?"
The guest bed was cozy but it was sure small... Cris would fit on it nicely but Rowan might find it somewhat difficult, and for the two of them? Cozy was being kind. Granted, they might enjoy that but... Kem would rather have some more comfortable options. And forget inviting Eiryk and Alex over. Neither one had Cris's slight frame; they would never fit on a twin daybed.
"And if we were to have everyone over at once, where would they sit?"
Their current living room comfortably fit the sofa and the recliner. They couldn't pack any more furniture into it, leaving nothing but floor space. He did rol his eyes at Pak a little.
"No, not strapped for cash. And there are some interesting floor plans out there. Separate wings with a common area, dual master suites. I can hire an architect."
He shrugged again, smiling as he hammered Falcon again. He'd planted the seed of an idea for now. If Pak took them up on it, they'd enjoy it. If not, well, she ould always be welcome in heir home for however long she wanted to stay.
As she struggled to free her character from his mischievous duo of fighters Kem stuck to her like glue. She wrested herself free and he went at her again, hammering her happily into the side of an iceberg.
He lifted his shoulders when she observed that their current home was cozy. That might be, but it was clearly a house meant for one person or a very small family. It wasn't large at all, and their family had been growing.
"We'd like to be able to have our friends over," he said by way of explanation. "Right now we can have you here to visit, but that's it. If we wanted to, say, invite Christian and Rowan here, where would they sleep?"
The guest bed was cozy but it was sure small... Cris would fit on it nicely but Rowan might find it somewhat difficult, and for the two of them? Cozy was being kind. Granted, they might enjoy that but... Kem would rather have some more comfortable options. And forget inviting Eiryk and Alex over. Neither one had Cris's slight frame; they would never fit on a twin daybed.
"And if we were to have everyone over at once, where would they sit?"
Their current living room comfortably fit the sofa and the recliner. They couldn't pack any more furniture into it, leaving nothing but floor space. He did rol his eyes at Pak a little.
"No, not strapped for cash. And there are some interesting floor plans out there. Separate wings with a common area, dual master suites. I can hire an architect."
He shrugged again, smiling as he hammered Falcon again. He'd planted the seed of an idea for now. If Pak took them up on it, they'd enjoy it. If not, well, she ould always be welcome in heir home for however long she wanted to stay.
Pakpao
12 years ago
As he spoke she looked about and was forced to agree, especially in regards to her little pseudo bedroom. Kem had undoubtedly bought the house when he was a bit more withdrawn. He had grown a in the years since she'd first met him. Especially now with Aishe while not a social butterfly their social circle had expanded and while that was a good thing, it would make for cramped quarters these days.
"Would you stay in the neighborhood?â€
Pak asked idly. She was forced to admit that Kem was right and they might need some more space. But she was also a bit worried about Reign. She liked knowing Kem was near by to keep a half an eye on her.
It was just an interesting idea. Pak kept turning it over in her head and couldn't fault Kem for wanting to move to a bigger place. She, however, kept deliberately pushing the idea of moving in with them out of her thoughts. Dual masters and duplexes aside she couldn't move in with them. Maybe she could buy next door or something though... maybe. Undoubtedly she would think about this quite a bit over the next few weeks and years depending on Kem's time table.
"Undoubtedly Eiryk would love the project, or just to design over your shoulder if you do it yourself.â€
She was also about to throw in the towel on this match too. It was hard to tell if she had picked her character badly or Kem had picked extremely well.
"I'm glad to hear you're not hard up though. It would make it difficult to hire an architect... of course if you were you two would be welcome to stay with me however long it took you to get back on your feet of course.â€
Which was slightly ironic as getting her character back on his feet was proving rather difficult.
"Would you stay in the neighborhood?â€
Pak asked idly. She was forced to admit that Kem was right and they might need some more space. But she was also a bit worried about Reign. She liked knowing Kem was near by to keep a half an eye on her.
It was just an interesting idea. Pak kept turning it over in her head and couldn't fault Kem for wanting to move to a bigger place. She, however, kept deliberately pushing the idea of moving in with them out of her thoughts. Dual masters and duplexes aside she couldn't move in with them. Maybe she could buy next door or something though... maybe. Undoubtedly she would think about this quite a bit over the next few weeks and years depending on Kem's time table.
"Undoubtedly Eiryk would love the project, or just to design over your shoulder if you do it yourself.â€
She was also about to throw in the towel on this match too. It was hard to tell if she had picked her character badly or Kem had picked extremely well.
"I'm glad to hear you're not hard up though. It would make it difficult to hire an architect... of course if you were you two would be welcome to stay with me however long it took you to get back on your feet of course.â€
Which was slightly ironic as getting her character back on his feet was proving rather difficult.
Kem`Raaisu
12 years ago
Kem shrugged again. "Near enough," he said. He lived just outside the actual city limits of Nachton in a modest suburb. It wasn't a very long way to get to some incredibly high-end neighborhoods, places with mansions and acreages. he had looked around enough to know they were still building there and still had lots available.
He could feel Pak mulling it over; it was an odd sensation since it wasn't one exact feeling but a myriad of emotions that filtered idly through their bond, some good, some bad, none terribly strong since they were really just speculation. He'd done what he wanted to do though; if he and Aishe built a larger house for themselves he knew Pak would be thinking about it too.
At the suggestion that Eiryk could decorate for them Kem looked around them a bit dubiously. "I don't know if his style and ours are exactly harmonious, but he is good at what he does. Maybe. For some of it."
He liked the decor he had, and Aishe seemed to like it as well. Kem tended to enjoy desert hues that reminded him of Egypt. Beiges, gold tones, a deep red here and there mixed with splashes of jewel blue or green. He was sure once Eiryk realized what the palette was, he would work within it.
He laughed and continued to kick ass, enjoying it while it lasted. "That's so sweet of you. I guarantee you I'm not likely to be down on my luck any time soon. The stock market is thriving, I'm gainfully employed, and I could probably live off my assets for centuries."
He rarely mentioned his finances to anyone. Pak did not know the details, and Aishe was only just learning. Kem wasn't sure if she was fascinated or appalled. She seemed to go back and forth.
He could feel Pak mulling it over; it was an odd sensation since it wasn't one exact feeling but a myriad of emotions that filtered idly through their bond, some good, some bad, none terribly strong since they were really just speculation. He'd done what he wanted to do though; if he and Aishe built a larger house for themselves he knew Pak would be thinking about it too.
At the suggestion that Eiryk could decorate for them Kem looked around them a bit dubiously. "I don't know if his style and ours are exactly harmonious, but he is good at what he does. Maybe. For some of it."
He liked the decor he had, and Aishe seemed to like it as well. Kem tended to enjoy desert hues that reminded him of Egypt. Beiges, gold tones, a deep red here and there mixed with splashes of jewel blue or green. He was sure once Eiryk realized what the palette was, he would work within it.
He laughed and continued to kick ass, enjoying it while it lasted. "That's so sweet of you. I guarantee you I'm not likely to be down on my luck any time soon. The stock market is thriving, I'm gainfully employed, and I could probably live off my assets for centuries."
He rarely mentioned his finances to anyone. Pak did not know the details, and Aishe was only just learning. Kem wasn't sure if she was fascinated or appalled. She seemed to go back and forth.
Pakpao
12 years ago
What would she do with a house though? It was her, her cat and a beta fish and that was it. She didn't need space. And Eiryk had just finished her apartment and as much as she liked being near Kem and Aishe there was a certain security to living in the Towers. God if she had experienced that first encounter with her maker and lived away from the clan... Maybe she could keep the apartment and have a house. She was young compared to Kem but had been in the right place at the right time for some -big- silicon valley start ups and it had paid off. She could afford to do that. She'd think at any rate.
For now she just rolled her eyes at Kem as he speculated about Eiryk.
"He's a decorator it isn't about his style it would be what you want."
Just look at her new place. It looked like she lived there and nothing like the apartment he and Alexander shared.
"You know Eiryk though even if you don't hire him I'm sure there will be advice given."
Solicited or not. Her former emergency back up date had a tenancy to try and be helpful not matter what.
As she was losing rather badly and couldn't seem to fix it Pak's attempts became rather half hearted. She'd just have to try again next match.
"Centuries huh? Is that with building giant mansions or living in a card board box?"
She had some idea what Kem might be worth and so wasn't really asking she was just giving him a bit of grief. While she and Kem had discussed most topics and very little was off limits, some how money just never came up. They could both take care of themselves and that was that. It didn't matter beyond that.
"I've seem some nice allies and if we stapled some refrigerator boxes together it might just work for you. Could be ... cozy."
For now she just rolled her eyes at Kem as he speculated about Eiryk.
"He's a decorator it isn't about his style it would be what you want."
Just look at her new place. It looked like she lived there and nothing like the apartment he and Alexander shared.
"You know Eiryk though even if you don't hire him I'm sure there will be advice given."
Solicited or not. Her former emergency back up date had a tenancy to try and be helpful not matter what.
As she was losing rather badly and couldn't seem to fix it Pak's attempts became rather half hearted. She'd just have to try again next match.
"Centuries huh? Is that with building giant mansions or living in a card board box?"
She had some idea what Kem might be worth and so wasn't really asking she was just giving him a bit of grief. While she and Kem had discussed most topics and very little was off limits, some how money just never came up. They could both take care of themselves and that was that. It didn't matter beyond that.
"I've seem some nice allies and if we stapled some refrigerator boxes together it might just work for you. Could be ... cozy."
Kem`Raaisu
12 years ago
Kem had known Pak would jump to Eiryk's defense, which was as it should be - he and Aishe would have done the same. "I know he'd do a great job," Kem said, "I just never really thought of us as needing someone to do it for us."
There was just something nice about arranging your own space the way you wanted it. Kem rather thought it would be enjoyable to take on such a project with Aishe without having to hire someone to do it for them. Of course, it would be fun to have Eiryk involved in a casual capacity because he was sure their friend had great ideas. Plus, they'd never attempted to decorate anything larger than their current home. Who knew, it might turn out to be more than they could handle after all.
"Centuries," he confirmed as he offered Pak yet another KO. "Maybe I'll just buy an island somewhere. That would be fun."
Kem wasn't big on buying, but then, he hadn't had much to spend on in the last few years. Now he did. And therefore, nothing was off-limits. He was only half joking about the island.
The idea of stapling cardboard boxes made him laugh though. "Oh, that would be perfect. We could build our own cardboard highrise. In a scenic alleyway."
He shook his head, grinning. Yes, there were people in the world who were that unfortunate but as a vampire, you ought to be able to make some kind of savings. Even if you earned minimum wage it wasn't as if they required water and electricity and every human comfort to live. Their kind could get by on almost nothing if times were short, until they got back onto their feet again. Kem had had plenty of years of rough living, particularly when he'd first been turned. He understood how it could be, but he also knew that your future had to be made. You didn't get things handed to you on a pretty 'welcome to immortality' plate.
There was just something nice about arranging your own space the way you wanted it. Kem rather thought it would be enjoyable to take on such a project with Aishe without having to hire someone to do it for them. Of course, it would be fun to have Eiryk involved in a casual capacity because he was sure their friend had great ideas. Plus, they'd never attempted to decorate anything larger than their current home. Who knew, it might turn out to be more than they could handle after all.
"Centuries," he confirmed as he offered Pak yet another KO. "Maybe I'll just buy an island somewhere. That would be fun."
Kem wasn't big on buying, but then, he hadn't had much to spend on in the last few years. Now he did. And therefore, nothing was off-limits. He was only half joking about the island.
The idea of stapling cardboard boxes made him laugh though. "Oh, that would be perfect. We could build our own cardboard highrise. In a scenic alleyway."
He shook his head, grinning. Yes, there were people in the world who were that unfortunate but as a vampire, you ought to be able to make some kind of savings. Even if you earned minimum wage it wasn't as if they required water and electricity and every human comfort to live. Their kind could get by on almost nothing if times were short, until they got back onto their feet again. Kem had had plenty of years of rough living, particularly when he'd first been turned. He understood how it could be, but he also knew that your future had to be made. You didn't get things handed to you on a pretty 'welcome to immortality' plate.
Pakpao
12 years ago
Pak just shrugged and let it go. Kem wasn't ruling it out and she didn't work for Eiryk. She had faith that her friends would work this out on their own without her meddling. Although she could do with out this ass kicking. Why had she chosen this character again?!
She raised a quiet eyebrow at Kem and looked at him for just a second.
"Oh yes, and island. Because we should all work on our tans. That is practical. I heard Greece might have one or two for sale though.â€
It was hard to tell how much stock to put in Kem's statement. But until he started island shopping it didn't matter. Of course if he did something dumb like move to an island she might have to go with him. It would be odd not to live near Kem and Aishe.
The idea of the cardboard city grew as the game went on. The score evened out as the night went on. Aishe came home and Pak attempted to excuse herself but was quickly and easily persuaded to stay which worked out as she also had words about Pak speed dating. There was more pointing and laughing and encouragement. It made for a good way to end the evening.
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She raised a quiet eyebrow at Kem and looked at him for just a second.
"Oh yes, and island. Because we should all work on our tans. That is practical. I heard Greece might have one or two for sale though.â€
It was hard to tell how much stock to put in Kem's statement. But until he started island shopping it didn't matter. Of course if he did something dumb like move to an island she might have to go with him. It would be odd not to live near Kem and Aishe.
The idea of the cardboard city grew as the game went on. The score evened out as the night went on. Aishe came home and Pak attempted to excuse herself but was quickly and easily persuaded to stay which worked out as she also had words about Pak speed dating. There was more pointing and laughing and encouragement. It made for a good way to end the evening.
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