Carlos Ramirez (iamthatgood) wrote in reality_crisis, @ 2013-02-28 17:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | !status: complete, carlos ramirez, magdelene defoe |
Second dates and things (Mag)
The future glimpse-if that's what that was-wasn't far from Carlos's mind. There was a lot to turn over in his head. The first concern was in trying to figure out how they'd gotten to a point where attacking die Festung was something they were actually planning. What had happened to set the chosen against one of the only remaining colonies of humans left in this world? Worse than that, had he even been on the right side in that glimpse?
On a less urgent but still confusing note, there was the ring that Carlos had noticed on his left hand. He hadn't had much time for dating back home. And it wasn't like this place allowed much time for any sort of domestic bliss. Had that been a wedding ring? And if so, who did the other ring belong to?
He was doing his best not to think about that, but even a little glimmer of hope that this world wasn't doom and gloom caught his attention and refused to let go. The thought of having someone to go home to. Someone who cared enough to want him around for a lifetime's worth... he couldn't deny that there was a little part of him that wanted that.
He also didn't know what to expect with Mag or if the ring somehow had to do with her, but he knew that that first kiss had been great and he should have followed up sooner than this. It wasn't that he meant to be a jerk. It was just that there had been one thing after another. If only there were flower vendors in this city. Instead, he showed up at her door with a bag of food as a peace offering.
Carlos raised an eyebrow in surprise at the doggy door on the woman in question's apartment. He wondered where she'd found a pet and when that had happened as he lifted his hand to knock.