Elysian Fields RPG

He'd been keeping his space, giving Jonathan the space he seemed to want. At least that was what Ewan had thought, it seemed to be the only explanation that made any sense in his mind for why he had been avoided for so long. And though he might have worried about his friend he could give him that much - he could listen, ask after him occasionally even, but he wouldn't push. That was before though, before the news that may or may not have been true, Ewan hadn't been able to ask - not about that. Not when it meant that he'd given too much space.

When he heard that Jonathan had been putting in appearances at Elysian Fields, Ewan decided he'd given the man more than enough space for long enough. It was time to do the opposite. He'd be damned if he was going to let his friend continue to hurt himself.

"Fancy meeting you here." Ewan drawled when he did finally find Jonathan, accent thick and dropped low as he raised an eyebrow at his friend, he didn't mention that Jonathan was meant to be somewhere else, he'd never start accusing - not after so long and knowing Jonathan it wouldn't do any good. No he'd start slow, he just wanted to know Jonathan was going to be all right. "It's been too long, we really need to catch up."

Simon had gone back to Los Angeles and Matt was once again on his own in New York. It will still be a few weeks before he could make the trip out to see the kids and Simon again, but in the mean time he meant to pass the time visiting the Elysian. He proved to be the sort of place in the past that could provide the sort of entertainment Matt was occasionally interested in, as well as being a place where he could simply talk to people if that was more his mood for the day.

And for the moment the latter seemed to be the case, perhaps he could change his mind as the night wore on, but a simple conversation was all he was after. And after just a little bit of wandering he saw a familiar face (not that it was out of the ordinary, the clientele tended to be rather recognizable more often than not) but unlike certain publicity events Matt didn't feel quite the same desire to stick with the people he worked with most often and avoid people he didn't really know.

And how could he simply avoid a woman like Marlee Matlin after all? Matt might have a preference for men but he wasn't blind, and it helped that he was a bit of a fan. "You're not going to be terribly offended if I tell you that I love your work, are you?" Matt asked hopefully as he approached her.