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 Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 4:34 pm
So this was it. Time to make the big move from the country side to the big city. It had been nearly two weeks since signing that application. And a week more since deciding to move into the dorms. It was all part and parcel of being a Host.
Thanatos had no clue what to make of it. The club atmosphere was friendly enough. Lots of different personalities and interesting individuals. He hadn't met them all but it was all in due time. Thanatos mused silently to himself, hefting a large box of his belongings up a flight of stairs. Thankful for those many years in the field minor work like moving boxes didn't amount to much. When he stopped at his room, he gave a grunt shifting the box long enough to pull his keys from his pocket.
The door opened with a click and a jingle of keys. With a nudge from his booted foot he opened the door more quickly stepping in and setting the box down. He quickly went back out the door two more times before locking it behind him. Only producing three boxes in total with a small duffle bag hanging from his shoulders.
Looking around the open room a low whistle left his lips at how neat and elegant the place was set up. "If that don't beat all." He muttered softly letting his minty eyes scan the room once over. After getting his fill he quickly made his way to the kitchenette finding some bottled water he quickly snagged one and guzzled it down, water dribbling from the side of his mouth from thirst.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 5:34 pm
"So you are my roommate?" came the quietly murmured question as he sauntered quietly into the kitchen, watching Thanatos with calm blue eyes and an amused smile. He appraised the other, shaking his golden hair out of his eyes, and the smile widened -- obviously he did not find the other objectionable. If anything, it was quite the opposite.
Gunnar had moved in the day after signing his contract. What little he had brought with him from Germany he had long since moved into his bedroom; the soft quilt draped over the back of the couch in the common area was all that really remained to show that he'd inhabited the dorm, as well as a bottle of his favorite wine in the kitchen. "Ich heiße Gunnar Schilling... it is nice to meet you, ...?" He looked at Thanatos with his blond brows arched and an inviting, mischievous smile on his lips, leaning in flirtily. He'd been relaxing in his room, and so wore only comfortably low-slung pair of pajama pants and a half-buttoned shirt.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 5:47 pm
Thanatos turned at the sound of the voice it was tinged with a slight accent which he counldn't pin-point off the top of his head. Drinking down the last of the water from the bottle he wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand giving Gunnar a once over in approval. At the very least he looked clean and that was always a plus when rooming with someone.
At Gunnar's introduction, Thanatos pinked a little not understanding the first portion but getting the bigger picture at his name. "Ah.. right. Name's Thanatos Wolverick. Most just call me Xan. Nice meetin' ya, Gunnar." He went silent mint eyes rolling over the golden figure before him. He managed to pry himself away looking off to the center room with a charming smile.
"Looks like you're stuck with me, partner. Any rules I should know about before I get too comfortable 'round here?" Xan asked as he slipped passed Gunnar, returning to his boxes lifting one.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 6:11 pm
"Freut mich, Xan," Gunnar murmured graciously, chuckling a little as he moved to bend, lifting one of the other's boxes for him as light an careful as he could manage. "I am not a terribly picky man. I will give you your privacy, ja? But if you desire company I will be your friend as well."
He paused, flashing a brilliant smile. "Do you need help with your things, Xan?" He didn't seem to be brooking any argument, holding the box with a charming expression of amusement.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 6:28 pm
Xan smiled giving a soft shrug of his shoulders despite the weight from the box. "I don't plan to have much company as it appears." A slight hurt tone came to his voice then but he manged a smile. "And thanks for the help there. Makes my life a little easier." Xan led the way to his room thankful the door was already opened. Once inside another low appriciative whistle escaped his lips at his surprise.
"This Searan fella doesn't hold back. Nice and spacious too." He set his box down near the foot of the bed, gesturing Gunnar to do the same. Heading to get the last box and his bag he soon had everything settled. The next step was to unpack. That he didn't too much like.
"I don't imagine you're living here without having a job of some sort. What do you do here?" Xan asked as he opened the first box shuffling around in it to pull things out and place them on his bed for further inspection and organization.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 8:13 pm
Lightly Gunnar followed, bare feet silent against the floor, carrying the box with surprising ease, to set it down where Xan indicated. "Ja, Herr Searan has made our lives very, very easy." He stepped back, leaning against the wall for a moment with a chuckle as he watched his new roommate shuffle through his things.
"I am a host, myself... and yourself?"
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 8:41 pm
Xan continued organizing his things, soon taking his Stetson off to place neatly at the end of his bed. He produced a rubber ban tying his hair into his usual high ponytail as he turned to Gunnar with a smile. "I'm also a host it appears." He said simply though a light pink splashed across his cheeks. "Not the line of work I had in mind when comin' to the city but it pays the bills... so to speak." He said still shuffling around. He vaguely felt Gunnar's eyes on him and couldn't help feeling slightly uneasy. Still he worked diligently managed to unpack all the boxes and lay his things out neatly along the bed, dressers and desk. It was now time to organize and put things away.
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 7:53 pm
"I do not think any of us had this in mind when we came here," Gunnar murmured rather thoughtfully and perhaps faintly melancholy, turning his blue gaze to the floor, biting his lip a little. "Should I take myself out of your hair, then?"
As if he hadn't just had a moment, Gunnar lifted his head and flashed his most devastating grin at the other, eyes alight with brightness and determination. "Or would you prefer my help?"
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 8:01 pm
Xan looked up at Gunnar's comment not realizing that the other host felt the same. He nodded thoughtfully returning to his work before Gunnar's voice singed in his ears. He could feel the meloncholy and quickly turned his attention to the other. Taking a cautious step forward he had been about to suggest something but Gunnar had already turned on the charm. Far quicker than Xan could keep up with. "I- ah... " He stuttered slightly but caught himself then smiled warmly looking over the room. Slipping a hand behind his neck sheepishly he chuckled looking to Gunnar. "Nah.. I think I need a break anyway. And you can give me a tour of the place in return." He offered knowing the place wasn't huge by any standards but it would be helpful for him to get a feel for his surroundings just the same.
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 8:25 pm
The smile faded a bit to a more comfortable level, and Gunnar managed a laugh that didn't sound at all forced. "It is not an over-large place, but it is very comfortable, I have noticed. And it is very well-stocked."
As soon as it had come, the melancholy was gone, or at least deftly tucked away where it would not trouble him so heavily. "For the two of us, we should be comfortable, ja? So long as you do not mind my unfortunate tendency to doze on the couch."
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 9:32 pm
Xan laughed out right smiling warmly. "Actually I tend to fall asleep on the couch too." He half muttered with mirth at a particular couch dozing incident not too long ago. "May I ask what you normally do 'round here for fun?" He asked heading out of his room to the main area. He looked around with both hands on his hips and smile still plastered on his face. This was more than he could have hoped. Moving from his country ranch to such a place... it was something like a fairytale.
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 10:25 pm
Gunnar followed behind the other lazily, long legs easily striding as he stretches slightly, eyeing the couch in front of the television. "Personally?" he eyed the other with a little chuckle. "I enjoy relaxing most, but there is always going out, ja? Or watching things on the television."
He raked his hands back through his thick golden hair. "And there is a whole wide city outside, ja?"
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 11:15 pm
Xan cringed at the mention of the city. It was hard to get used to but he had not choice in the matter. If he sat back too long, life would pass him by, no doubt the city along with it. "I'm not big on city life but I suppose I'll learn the longer I stay... you reckon?" He managed a smile wishing there was a piano nearby. But then he remembered something and hurried past Gunnar once more to his room. A moment later he returned with his electric piano; placing the settings to normal. "I tend to play this thing at odd hours. I hope you don't mind. I'll try and keep the volume low so I don't disturb you." As he spoke he made his way to the couch taking a seat. He began with a few notes making sure it was on the right tone before he began playing a soft jazzy melody.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 12:30 am
Lazily, Gunnar settled on a soft armchair, relaxing into the warm padding. "I think it will be all right... I do not worry about the music, ja?" He tilted his head back, closing his eyes and sighing, smiling as he listened to the melody, fingers tapping the arms. "I play the guitar, sometimes... with that talent I will be glad to listen to it." He offered a warm, welcoming grin.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 2:05 am
Xan looked up a sparkling in his eyes at the mention of music. "You play guitar?" He questioned smiling brightly. "I hope you don't mind me askin' but do you have it with you? Would be mighty fine if we could play some sweet tunes together." He mused softly to himself not missing a beat as the jazzy tunes continued to fill the appartment.
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