Ivan Adler/Destiny (![]() ![]() @ 2008-12-22 04:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | destiny, incomplete/closed, mystic |
Who: Destiny and Mystique to start (Vagrant can probably jump in later, yay family!)
What: A normal evening in the penthouse.
Where: Their New York home
When: Monday evening
Rating: PG-13, though I'll keep you posted
A normal night for Ivan was usually an uneventful night. Really his days weren't particular exciting themselves, especially compared to what his lover was probably out and about doing. He didn't mind though; didn't mind the monotony from day to day. Speaking to the same people, doing the same job, putting on the same facade every day he walked into work. That day had been the same as all the others: Wake up to an empty bed (his dear Raven went to work earlier than himself), get up, shower, drink some tea, eat a little something, go to work, tease and be teased by co-workers, lunch, more work, take the bus home (all the while using that ridiculous 'blind person stick' as one of his co-workers called it, since he had to keep up the show that he was really blind) and then have a bit more tea.
By five o'clock he had his feet up on the ottoman, sitting in his favorite plush chair in front of the television. He couldn't physically see what was one with his eyes but thanks to his ability he could, if he so desired, tune in to bits of the show and actually watch it. Though honestly? Ivan didn't mind simply listening as he waited for his lover to get home.
Which, from what he could tell, would probably be soon. Hey, a guy could hope.