May 15, 2018 11:06:16 GMT -6
Post by ASHTON WRIGHT on May 15, 2018 11:06:16 GMT -6
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He brought up the topic of exchanging contacts for the purpose of magic lessons once more when they sat down, after he’d ask for the other’s opinion on the menu and before Sasha replied. “Exchanging contacts would be the easiest way to stay in contact and coordinate our very likely different schedules, yes.” He agreed with a nod, already reaching out to pull out his PokeNav. He still had his old Holo Caster but in Lyeant it seemed that the masses preferred the PokeNav, so he had switched his primary communication device. [break][break]
“As for the job, I’m sure that’s the case. But until then, I’ll just have to stick with what I have - not that it’s bad, anyway.” It was kind of weird, really. He already had a job that he’d be happy with - taking over the family’s company - but at the same time that job caused him grief. As the head, there were so many rules he had to adhere to, appearances that had to be kept. It was why he ran to Lyeant, after all, to have his freedom. But, in truth? There was a part of him that also really wanted to return to what he knew, to make the company stronger and more well-known internationally.[break][break]
So what was he to do? He wasn’t even sure if his parents would let him back, though he supposed he would always have his siblings to turn to - despite having ran away, he kept in contact with them and whenever they needed help with business dealings in Lyeant, he was always there to offer his aid. They’d have his back, they were always there for each other. That was…comforting.[break][break]
He’s then asked about his choice of food and his gaze flickered over to the waitress before returning back to the menu as he considered what Sasha had suggested. Seafood ravioli, lasagna, pesto pasta and alfredo? They all sounded good! In the end, however, he settled on a pesto pasta with chilled water for his drink. “Thank you for letting me go first.” He told the other as he looked up from the menu after ordering, flashing Sasha a smile as well. “Now, what about you?”
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He brought up the topic of exchanging contacts for the purpose of magic lessons once more when they sat down, after he’d ask for the other’s opinion on the menu and before Sasha replied. “Exchanging contacts would be the easiest way to stay in contact and coordinate our very likely different schedules, yes.” He agreed with a nod, already reaching out to pull out his PokeNav. He still had his old Holo Caster but in Lyeant it seemed that the masses preferred the PokeNav, so he had switched his primary communication device. [break][break]
“As for the job, I’m sure that’s the case. But until then, I’ll just have to stick with what I have - not that it’s bad, anyway.” It was kind of weird, really. He already had a job that he’d be happy with - taking over the family’s company - but at the same time that job caused him grief. As the head, there were so many rules he had to adhere to, appearances that had to be kept. It was why he ran to Lyeant, after all, to have his freedom. But, in truth? There was a part of him that also really wanted to return to what he knew, to make the company stronger and more well-known internationally.[break][break]
So what was he to do? He wasn’t even sure if his parents would let him back, though he supposed he would always have his siblings to turn to - despite having ran away, he kept in contact with them and whenever they needed help with business dealings in Lyeant, he was always there to offer his aid. They’d have his back, they were always there for each other. That was…comforting.[break][break]
He’s then asked about his choice of food and his gaze flickered over to the waitress before returning back to the menu as he considered what Sasha had suggested. Seafood ravioli, lasagna, pesto pasta and alfredo? They all sounded good! In the end, however, he settled on a pesto pasta with chilled water for his drink. “Thank you for letting me go first.” He told the other as he looked up from the menu after ordering, flashing Sasha a smile as well. “Now, what about you?”
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