Kyle Sarea (blunette) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2011-05-19 19:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | damien thorn, kyle sarea |
WHO: Kyle and Damien
WHAT: Meeting up in person
WHERE: London portkey to Damien's home.
WARNINGS: So two 'sexually available' men walk into a personal bar. . .
The walk was a bit longer than Kyle would have liked, but not all too difficult. He was more worried about his hair being blown around than he was of wearing himself out, really. The stinging would likely set into his legs once he stopped moving, as it always did, but he'd been through much worse, and meeting a hot guy? Totally worth the pain.
Eventually, he made it to the portkey and used it to travel to London. The tug at his gut drew a groan from him, arms folding over his stomach. That was certainly going to take some getting used to, and he wasn't looking forward to the adjusting period. Just. . . so very unpleasant. Why couldn't more people around here think about travel with portals? Much more practical, much easier. Much less stomach-turning. Bleugh.
Still, now that he was in a country whose language he spoke. . . well, it didn't make him any less alone, so his first order of business was to look for his new friend.