Neil Perry (
had_not_lived) wrote in
tampered2009-04-23 10:11 pm
[In progress;]
When; April 23
Rating; ffft like. pg probably
Characters; Neil Perry [
had_not_lived], Todd Anderson [
mumbled_truth]
Summary; It's a rainy day and the boys have some catching up to do... play stuff, City stuff, potentially angsty stuff. idek
Log;
The rain didn't bother him much. It was an excuse not to go anywhere; which was something he didn't entirely like, but was willing to admit he probably needed. Between the play, the Network; the things he was studying (fencing! fencing, with Robin Goodfellow himself!--) and the places he wanted to visit, Neil kept himself incredibly busy. He'd promised himself, upon arriving here in this strange universe, that he'd never allow himself a moment's boredom. There was bound to be a happy medium somewhere, though, between that, and never having a moment's rest-- a balance he hadn't quite found yet.
He loved it, though. Every improbable and wild moment of it.
Besides, it wasn't as though he had nothing to do. Having finally managed to procure a copy of Midsummer, he now faced the task of convincing Todd to take a role. Preferably Demetrius, since they didn't have one yet-- and he thought that, if only his friend could get over his shyness, he'd be brilliant at it.
So, he was sprawled on their sofa, watching Todd read through the text intently, as though he could will him into wanting to act.
Rating; ffft like. pg probably
Characters; Neil Perry [
Summary; It's a rainy day and the boys have some catching up to do... play stuff, City stuff, potentially angsty stuff. idek
Log;
The rain didn't bother him much. It was an excuse not to go anywhere; which was something he didn't entirely like, but was willing to admit he probably needed. Between the play, the Network; the things he was studying (fencing! fencing, with Robin Goodfellow himself!--) and the places he wanted to visit, Neil kept himself incredibly busy. He'd promised himself, upon arriving here in this strange universe, that he'd never allow himself a moment's boredom. There was bound to be a happy medium somewhere, though, between that, and never having a moment's rest-- a balance he hadn't quite found yet.
He loved it, though. Every improbable and wild moment of it.
Besides, it wasn't as though he had nothing to do. Having finally managed to procure a copy of Midsummer, he now faced the task of convincing Todd to take a role. Preferably Demetrius, since they didn't have one yet-- and he thought that, if only his friend could get over his shyness, he'd be brilliant at it.
So, he was sprawled on their sofa, watching Todd read through the text intently, as though he could will him into wanting to act.
