domino_effect, posts by tag: aidan - LiveJournal

[mpegasus decides that his arrival at JFK airport would be a good juncture at which to inform aidan_mutou of his finalized plans for migration.
Backdated to Saturday, 21st Feb 2009.]


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[8:45pm]

Dear Aidan,

Would you be at all interested in having lunch with me tomorrow?

Pegasus

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[aidan_mutou makes a surprise visit to New York and doesn't waste a moment in catching up with seto_kaiba_. Stage magic is but one of the themes that carries through the weekend of opera, a movie, conversation, and of course, dinner.
Backdated to: Friday, November 7th, and Sunday, November 9th, 2008 ]


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The KaibaCorps building hadn't changed in the months Aidan had been away, not that he'd expected it to, really. Still, absence of any sort made one look at things with new eyes, he knew. As he approached, he counted the floors, lamenting the fact that he'd never actually figured out how to launch LED throwies at Seto's office window (never mind getting them to stick to the vast expanses of glass). It would probably need to involve a modified Nerf gun of some sort, and that wasn't exactly something he wanted to brandish on the streets of New York.

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[aidan_mutou gets a gig as a "real reporter" while yugi_mutou gathers further evidence for his Theory of Grandpa.
Backdated to Sept. 19th through Sept. 28th, 2008.]

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"This whistle stop tour the Greens are doing sounds like a great way to see the country," Aidan said, sounding a little wistful despite himself. "I don't think my 'journalist' credentials would get me in, though."

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[aidan_mutou and mpegasus meet at a shisha bar, as arranged in this comment thread.
Backdated to Friday, May 9th, 2008]

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There was nothing in particular on the outside to commend the Horus Café over any other restaurant. A patio wrapped around the exterior on the corners of Avenue A and East 10th St. A single udjat stared down onto the street from each wall, framed on one side by windows and on the other by rather sketchy palm trees.

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[ Saying goodbye is supposed to be easier by now. aidan_mutou struggles with an email to joey_wheeler, giving him warning of his departure, as he'd said he would over a year ago.
Backdated to May 1st, 2008. ]

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[aidan_mutou has a few loose ends to wrap up before leaving town. One major one involves saying goodbye to seto_kaiba_
Backdated to: Thursday, May 15th. ]

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The evening air was thick with moisture, but inside the Kaiba mansion the temperature was cool and comfortable. It was a rare day for spring, the promise of a brutal summer, but the outside world rarely impinged on Seto's world unless he let it.

Tonight was not one of those nights; he was in the living room, set with various snacks, both healthy and otherwise, browsing MSNBC and waiting Aidan's arrival.

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[Summary: Change doesn't always come easy. Start overthinking and you talk yourself out of what's necessary all too quickly. aidan_mutou and yugi_mutou decide it's time to travel.
Backdated to March through June 14th, 2008.]

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[March]

The lease renewal paperwork arrived at the beginning of the month. Aidan and Yugi had expected it. 90 days prior to expiry was standard, if not legally required in most cities.

It sat on the coffee table, still folded, while they discussed options. Neither of them wanted to be locked in for another year. The problem was, they weren't sure what to do instead.


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Part 1
Part 2

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"...The notes for the Millay settlement voucher thinger are on my desk, didn't think you wanted a phonebook's worth dropped on the corner of yours, and I was supposed to call Allison and Alicia but I didn't get quite that far today, so if they phone back tell 'em I love 'em." Joey took a drink from his Dr. Pepper bottle, running one hand back through his hair with stress, and rolled his eyes at the woman sitting at the desk he was currently sitting on. "Roberts will just hafta wait on negotiating out the court date; I just couldn't get them to talk sense today and it's a Friday so nobody wants to play nice, or full effort either, the fucks."

Rita beamed up at him, folding her hands neatly beneath her chin and smirking. "Says the man who's skiving off early."

"Hey! Mister Seto I Own The World Kaiba told me to! I follow orders, Ma'am."

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Cake's done, so now-- Serenity slipped back down the stairs again before she could catch anyone else's eye; Tristan had other things to take care of and there were still things to set up. She could handle them, the load of paper plates and so forth wasn't all that much-- well, she had thought it wasn't...

One return-trip back up the stairs later: Okay, and I've been wrong before. A bag slipped; hastily Serenity grabbed at it and climbed the last few steps to the landing.

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[The Players: joey_wheeler and serenityw; seto_kaiba_ and tristan_taylor_; aidan_mutou, duke_devlin, mai_lovely, mokuba_takeda, jai_bakura, and a host of NPC's.
The Scene: Joey's friends gather to celebrate his birthday at The Blue Smoke. Backdated to January 25, 2008
Notes: Despite its greatly-delayed posting date, this log was a gift and a half when its beginnings were delivered, as a complete surprise present, to Joey and myself on his birthday evening. Deep and true thanks to everyone who made this possible.]

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The initial phone conversation cautioned Tristan that - depending on the order - his order might be impossible given the unusually short deadline. With such a massive backlog of cakes (and most of Confetti Cakes clients had the forethought to book six months to a year in advance), if the order was too complex they might not be able to squeeze it in. Nevertheless, an in-person meeting was scheduled for early Tuesday morning.

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