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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on May 3, 2012 14:59:52 GMT -5
The one problem about living in a mansion was how long it took to reach the door when it rang and you were on the third floor, all the way at the back of the house. The bedroom, Joshua realised, or at least the one he occupied, was really quite far from the front door. The bell chimed musically throughout the house and he stood up from the couch underneath the window, brushing invisible bits of dust and crumbs from his jeans and taking the quickest path down to the ground floor. Pulling open the door, Joshua knew who to be expecting and thus greeted them with a wide grin. He wasn't much of a smiler, to be honest, but he was expressive when it counted. He always liked to make his closest friends feel welcome in his presence, not wanting to come off as disinterested, so he was making an effort. "Yo, Teddy. Come in, man." He stepped back from the door and to the side so that he was no longer blocking the entrance to the front foyer. It was a high-ceilinged room that went up two floors, a balcony on the second and twin, curved staircases leading upwards. Josh ignored the stairs, though, because the kitchen was on the ground floor and that was always his first stop when he had company. Sometimes when he didn't have company. The living room was down here, as well, but the television and video games were up a floor in the entertainment room. Those rooms, apart from his own room of course, were usually where he hung around with friends. "Sorry if it took me and all, I was hanging out in the room." Reading a book, because what else would Josh be doing on a day like this? It was nearing winter, getting colder, indoors was way better during this season. In his opinion, anyway.
Going into the kitchen and grabbing himself a can of soda, Joshua sat at the kitchen island and cracked it open, taking a long swig before he gestured to the fridge. "Help yourself." He believed he was at that level of friendship with Teddy where the 'my house is your house' rule applied. No boundaries, no need for them. Joshua's close friends were few and far between but he treated them all like family once they'd reached a certain point. His door was always open, the fridge was fair game, and he'd make time to hang out whenever possible. Like now. "So what's up?" the Fire graduate asked amiably after another long sip of the pop. He could practically hear his parents griping about how sugary things and sodas ruined one's teeth but he ignored the thoughts and committed himself to enjoying it. Loads of people drank soda, it wasn't going to be the death of him. "I figure we can just hang out here, chill or something. Definitely not going outside, I heard it might snow." Joshua made a brief face, clearly not looking forward to the first snowfall of the year. It was snow. A lot of Waters liked the winter but Joshua was not a Water and he hated it. Even if he could fend off the cold. In terms of hanging out, he was really fine with anything. Television, movies, books, cards, anything. Joshua could be pretty laid back when he was in the company of friends. He didn't usually watch TV or movies when alone but it wasn't half bad when you had someone to laugh with.
[Hope you don't mind I had Josh invite him in/talk to him so you have stuff to work off xD]
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Post by tedster on May 15, 2012 21:40:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 425px;]It was a fairly cold day, Teddy noted as he drove through the streets of Maple Hollow, making his way through downtown and towards the Maple Hollow equivalent of the Hamptons. Of course, this was just assuming this is what the Hamptons were like, if his father's old photos were proof enough -- Maple Hollow didn't have all the beaches or the impeccable weather, but then again, no where in the world had good winters. Except maybe the places along the equator. Either way, the heat was cranked up as he drove his bright yellow car through town, the defrosters working their magic on his windshield to keep them clear. It wasn't snowing, but he knew that it would be eventually according to the weatherman, and he figured he should probably get to Josh's as soon as he could to avoid driving in that mess. He wondered if he would ever be okay with winter, even despite the somewhat descendence of his elemental magic. He spared a glance at his scarf wrapped around his neck at a stop light and decided the answer would probably be no. And it would probably stay that way. It was pretty and all, unique and a natural phenomenon, but actually being outside in it just wasn't Teddy's thing at all, especially when there were blizzards. It's not like he could use his powers to clear the sidewalks whenever it snowed at home, and hey, Teddy wasn't really cut out for manual labor.
He parked his car along the curb in front of Josh's humungo house, his usual parking spot. It didn't take long for him to stand on Josh's front step, ringing the doorbell, partially because he just walked fast, the other part being because it was damn cold outside and he has forgotten gloves. He had half the mind that Josh wasn't even home when, finally, the door opened -- Teddy smiled wide and stepped into the foyer once Josh stepped aside, glad for the warmth. "Oh word...sometimes I forget how big your place actually is and how your room is practically the ohter side of town," |
[/color] Teddy joked, and that wasn't really a lie. At least it felt like it was on the other side of town whenever he had made his way there from the kitchen. He toed his shoes off even though it wasn't really necessary at Josh's house but hey -- old habits die hard, or something. He could hear his mother nagging him about cleanliness in his mind as it is. He followed Josh into the kitchen, tossing his keys onto the counter and slowly began to peel away the layers of clothing he had on to fight the cold. "Hey man, thanks."[/color] Teddy said, pulling the fridge open and fishing out a can of ginger ale. It had taken a bit of time to get familiar with Josh to this point, but Teddy was a patient person, most of all with people, and eventually, he and Josh became really good pals. And Teddy was glad for that -- Josh was a really cool guy. "Yo, a whole lot of nothing. And staying inside is a-okay with me -- I could roll around in your entertainment room for hours,"[/color] Teddy grinned as he popped his soda open and took a swig. Josh's entertainment room was more like an entertainment mecca, something that deserved pilgrimages in its name and everything. He was sure they could find something to do. Hanging with Josh was always relaxing like that, in a way -- no expectations of wild times, no dumb drama. Just them, the TV, and some good conversation. "You wanna watch the new season of Psych? I hear the Shatner's in it!"[/color] Teddy suggested, taking a few pretzels from the snack bowl and eating them in the meantime. (ack, sorry it took me so long! and no problem, yo, whatever works. i hope that there's a snack bowl out for teddy to mooch food off of, lol.)[/div][/center][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on May 15, 2012 23:24:44 GMT -5
See, this was why he had best friends. It was effortless to laugh at Teddy's joke, his gray eyes glinting with the amusement. He liked how comfortable he felt around his friends, how they became like members of his extended family over the years. That was nice. Plus Teddy was his own age and considering not a lot of his closest friends could brag this, it was nice to have a like-minded soul about. There was Skye, too, of course, but he couldn't hang out with her in public. That sucked. "Dude, you think I should invest in my own public transit system? I wouldn't mind a taxi to ferry me around. Maybe build an elevator while I'm at it." He said it with perfect seriousness in his voice but he was kidding, really, it was just Joshua's manner of speaking. His friends got used to it after so long. There was always that awkward stage when first getting to know Josh when you couldn't be sure of whether he was being serious or not and this awkward stage fucked up a lot of potential friendships. Not the one with Teddy, though, and Josh was glad for that. "Were you chilling with the Eskimos out there?" Now it was Joshua's turn to take a joking jibe as he watched Teddy peel off his several layers of clothing. They both disliked the cold and winter and so Joshua could sympathise. It was nice to know Waters that didn't think winter was the best thing since sliced bread. Hey, summer wasn't Joshua's favourite season, after all. (Though he did like it, certainly more than Teddy seemed to enjoy winter). Snow was pretty to look at until someone trampled in it but aesthetics was the only remotely nice thing about winter for Josh, especially since he was a Fire elemental and his powers took a real hit in the colder months. Starting a fight with a Thunder was more dangerous during the winter because it their their up-time and his down-time, putting them on pretty much equal ground as it negated natural advantage.
Whole lot of nothing sounded like Joshua's anti-ideal day in a nutshell. He hated sitting around and doing nothing, it drove him up the wall. In the company of friends he was much more content to laze around, though, as long as there was good conversation to accompany the nothingness. Sitting around in silence would bore him far too much. He was a man of action, someone that liked to accomplish things. Even if those 'things' were just chats with his buddies. "Just don't roll into the pinball machine," he advised, lifting his eyebrows as if giving a dead-serious piece of advice. "That shit will fall on you and squash you flat. I'm not scraping your pancaked ass off my floor, bro. Love you but I don't love you that much." He smirked, betraying himself. He could have kept a straight face if he wanted to but there was really no point when it was all in jest anyway. In reality that pinball machine was pretty damned heavy, though he didn't think it would fall over if you rolled into it. Physics and gravity. "Shatner as in Will Shatner?" Like there were any other Shatners of note, but then again, Joshua was not big on the culture of television. Maybe the man had discovered an evil twin while the Fire graduate was ignoring the television in favour of exams. Very possible, you know. "Sure, sounds good. And we can make popcorn because it's popcorn and we don't need another reason for it, yeah?" He was already rummaging in the cupboards and pulling out the bag of kernels, dumping them into the popcorn machine. "Always wanted one of those movie popcorn machines. You know the ones they have in theatres? Their popcorn is fucking great. They must have a secret." Or something.
[Oh yeah, knowing Josh there's multiple, LOL]
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