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it only hurts when I breathe
Who: Aiden and James
Where: Ballard House
When: mid-afternoon
The solution for Aiden’s motel problem had finally presented itself. And it was about damned time, too, if you asked him. Of course comparatively, living in the Budget Lodge was better than living on the streets...but not by much. Aiden had been eager to get out of there the minute he stepped into one of their rooms, and it had only gotten worse. Even someone who was used to bugs and rats and certain smells felt uncomfortable there for long; sometimes he had to be thankful for Lee, who hunted everything in sight like a good dog. The second he had heard of the William Ballard House, willing to give any sort of aid a supernatural being needed, Aiden thought he had found his solution. It was going to be difficult to ask for help; he was a little proud that way. Given it was fair to say he was becoming desperate, though, Aiden didn’t really care for his pride all that much at the moment.
After grabbing some lunch at Anywhere But Here - shitty burgers, but cheap - Aiden made his way over to the William Ballard House, in hopes to finding a much better place for himself and his familiar to sleep everyday. He hadn’t actually brought Lee with him, but it was as important for Aiden that they accepted familiars as it was that they accepted him. Aiden was obviously not moving anywhere without his dog. Before entering, Aiden stood against the wall next to the door finishing a cigarette, as good a weapon as any to quench his nerves. He never really liked to ask anyone for anything after all; it took some preparation.( Read more... )
Where: Ballard House
When: mid-afternoon
The solution for Aiden’s motel problem had finally presented itself. And it was about damned time, too, if you asked him. Of course comparatively, living in the Budget Lodge was better than living on the streets...but not by much. Aiden had been eager to get out of there the minute he stepped into one of their rooms, and it had only gotten worse. Even someone who was used to bugs and rats and certain smells felt uncomfortable there for long; sometimes he had to be thankful for Lee, who hunted everything in sight like a good dog. The second he had heard of the William Ballard House, willing to give any sort of aid a supernatural being needed, Aiden thought he had found his solution. It was going to be difficult to ask for help; he was a little proud that way. Given it was fair to say he was becoming desperate, though, Aiden didn’t really care for his pride all that much at the moment.
After grabbing some lunch at Anywhere But Here - shitty burgers, but cheap - Aiden made his way over to the William Ballard House, in hopes to finding a much better place for himself and his familiar to sleep everyday. He hadn’t actually brought Lee with him, but it was as important for Aiden that they accepted familiars as it was that they accepted him. Aiden was obviously not moving anywhere without his dog. Before entering, Aiden stood against the wall next to the door finishing a cigarette, as good a weapon as any to quench his nerves. He never really liked to ask anyone for anything after all; it took some preparation.( Read more... )