PerfectThought

Dreaming Together With You - A Fading Memory Experiment - On Hiatus

Brown L. Cheeseman

Brown laughed at Ambrose's mix-up. He enjoyed the charismatic honesty of the man. "I assure you, despite it sounding slightly odd, Cheeseman is a real name. I of all should I know." He chuckled brightly, walking up the bustling brightly lit streets of the festival. The normally sleepy street had been converted into a colorful parade of all the town's characters for one of the few nights in a year. He shoved his sleek hands into the worn-out pockets of his jeans.

Ambrose's laugh made Brown smile. As he chimed at his own joke the younger boy couldn't help but crack a grin. As he continued talking Brown listened and walked. Only stopping when the merry voice of his companion began getting further away. He turned to see he had stopped and was busily texting someone. As Brown listened the smile dropped. He listened to him talking about someone.

Rowan.

He knew her. Of course he did. How could he not? He knew how pretty she was. He knew how smart she was. He knew her soft features by memory, but he doubted she knew him. At all, let alone well. And at the suggestion from the matchmaker, he felt his face going red. He began talking, nervously. Then as his new friend began talking again, he was put at ease. Upon his friend's casual usage of the term 'Cronenberg mouse,' Brown couldn't help but begin laughing at the utter ridiculousness of the situation.

He had not laughed this hard in a long time. He wheezed until he could wheeze no more. And that did not stop the tears from flowing. When he could finally catch his breath he came up from his doubled-over position. "You're a fool, Ambrose, and I think we'll get along well. As for my friend? He still has yet to show face. No doubt working late in the pub." He gave a slight frown at this, it was hard to hide his worry for Aleyn, but he would try to keep spirits high in his present company. He quickly fired a text to his good friend:

Hey! Not tryna hassle. Just wanted to lyk on the highstreet with a new friend. P cool guy. Lmk when ur free."

@psych0pomp@jumbus

Sleepless Nights\\ Iron Cages

Nice and beered up and I have a free evening. Lemme see if I can get a CS whipped up. B)

Dreaming Together With You - A Fading Memory Experiment - On Hiatus

Been slacking lately. Gonna try to get a post up after some scran! Hold me accountable if I don't!
Also, we love our rich sheltered himbo @psych0pomp, even IF he gets poor Brown into unexpected romantic situations.

Sky High Delivery Service!

@Periodity
I get your point about not being too big, but 190cm? I'm taller than that. Most doorways are taller than that. I get that it would be cramped because it's an airship and stuff, but surely the max should be a little higher than 6'2? :)

Sleepless Nights\\ Iron Cages - A gothic cyberpunk RP about hunting the supernatural

Really liking the look of this. Count me in. Now to think up a cool character. B)

Dreaming Together With You - A Fading Memory Experiment - On Hiatus

Brown L. Cheeseman

Brown blinked thrice. Then a fourth time, just to be safe. He didn't know a great many people with cars his age. He didn't know a great many people his age, but irrelevant. He certainly didn't know anyone remotely his age with such a nice car. He was far less shocked by Ambrose changing his shirt than he was when Ambrose pulled it out of his car. He feared his expressions would be visible on his face, and interpreted as rude. So he quickly turned his shocked face back to a polite smile. He began to respond, choosing to ignore the possibly passive jab and instead focusing on the other parts with a smile on his face, "Yeah I'm somewhat new around here, my family hasn't been here for generations, but I've been here most of my life." He gave a short chuckle, "My mum is one of the teachers round here. Miss Cheeseman. But no, I don't think I've heard of a Miss Hightower. Does she have a different name?"

Brown closed his eyes for a moment and tilted his head, givning a sincere smile as he began to wander up the street, hoping Ambrose would follow suit. Brown was warming to him, though he seemed slightly airheaded and privileged he liked the strange sincerity that could be attributed to his interesting form of 'intelligence'. He blinked thrice geometrically as he thought he spied a group of familiar faces up the road and slowly trundled that way, observing the fabulous decorations and stalls that accompanied the festival.

@psych0pomp

Hard Sci-fi Crime/Military

@PerfectThought

I would assume that is a statement of this interest check going nowhere then?

@Katakuri

Yeah basically haha. I'd all but forgotten about it and don't really have time for it right now. Sorry.

Hard Sci-fi Crime/Military

Didn't realise there was still interest in this.

See you space samurai... A Space Opera

Either way do enjoy! However I'm still interested so if some parties end up not showing or spaces come available for whatever reason, I'm still very interested if I'm welcome. :)

Dreaming Together With You - A Fading Memory Experiment - On Hiatus

@psych0pomp I'm correct in presuming Ambrose's car isn't an old beater, right? Something new, shiny, and brilliant white?