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1 Audio Broadcast & 2 Open Logs

Who; Llewellyn & Anyone!
What; 1 Audio broadcast & 2 Open Logs
Where; The logs are at the Historium & the market!
When; Over the first couple weeks in May!
Warnings; Nothing to start, will update if anything happens!

1 - Tellphone

[Clearing his throat a little, Llewellyn tried to think of where to start, he’s been snooping around for a few days and compiling some notes.]

Hello! I’m sure everyone is rather used to these sorts of broadcasts now, but uh— I’ve only just arrived in the last few days. My name is Llewellyn Watts-Maresh, to get introductions out of the way.

I’ve been catching up on the goings on already, seems like there’s a lot going on right now that I’d like to offer my assistance with. So! I’ll skip directly to the main point of my broadcast.

While this world is a significant improvement on my last... I’m finding myself in need of a starting point. I’m accustomed to having an office to work from, but I don’t believe I’ll have the funds to open something myself from the start. Is there possibly a private investigation firm already that would be looking for a detective? I… don’t need much space. I’ve gotten used to taking my work outdoors in the past, but a desk to keep my notes and work at on occasion would be appreciated.

[And he paused, humming a little as he mulled over a secondary thought he’d been playing with since he arrived.]

That aside, I’m also knowledgeable with floriography. Even if this worlds is different from my own, I’m a fast study. I’ve had practice in making arrangements for various meanings and occasions, and before I was pulled here I was dabbling in gardening…? So if anyone is looking for some part-time help there, I wouldn’t mind doing that on the side. I uh— I like to keep busy.

[And if he and his husband ever do figure out how to purchase a home, he knows they’ll need the money for it. Being cooped up in a small apartment is not ideal long term.]

Mm… That should do it, thank you.

2 - Historium

Llewellyn might have been a little slower to get here than he normally would have been, too distracted with this new world and getting his feet under him. But any sort of library was a good starting point to see what kind of references were available when you wanted to investigate and learn more about certain things about a place that might not be readily available through word of mouth. Or things that were just easier to find out on your own, as he was prone to doing.

It was… a lot more disorganized than the last giant library he’d frequented, but that actually wasn’t a big issue for the detective. His thought process already tended towards the chaotic and scattered, so he actually felt rather at home in the place. It wasn’t hard to start at one shelf, scan the titles, and grab something before he continued onward.

Anyone around the Historium would see Llewellyn either with a few books under his arm, or sitting on a table (using the chair as a footrest) and leafing through a selection curiously. Once in a while, he’d stop, jot a few thoughts down in messy scrawl in his notebook, and then continue reading…

He’s not so absorbed in his task that he doesn’t notice anyone else around him. Llewellyn could be quite paranoid and didn’t enjoy being surprised, so unless you’re particularly sneaky, he would be quite aware if someone were to approach…

3 - Market

There were several places that Llewellyn could be guaranteed to be found if you needed him. The first being where ever he worked (he truly was a workaholic at times), with his husband (obvious, perhaps), and the market… The last being because Llewellyn usually found himself in need of a snack every few hours, he tended to think better on a full stomach and his metabolism was rather high given how little he sat around.

It was also his other go to for making contacts and gathering information on a place. People talked, especially shop and food stall employees. They saw or heard about everything going on in the city, after all, and if you were a frequent enough customer, they tended to appreciate your business enough to be on friendly terms.

Given this was another new world… Llewellyn was starting from scratch. So over the course of his first few weeks in this place, through the day, he’d take a stroll through the market whenever he was feeling hungry. Every time he’d stop somewhere, he’d take a few minutes to chat and get to know the person working, he might not remember names right away, but if he stopped there frequently enough he’d start to commit things to memory (and he certainly wrote more important conversations down).

If approached, Llewellyn would actually be quite happy to talk, as long as no one minded his snacking… He’d even offer to share.

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“Horses themselves aren’t too bad… They’re just hard to stay on, and sometimes rather pushy.” He responded with a wry smile. Other ways to get around had still been welcome changes. Then again, horses might not have been so difficult if he didn’t always have food on his person. It just made them curious and insistent about what was in his pockets.

The question gets a thoughtful hum as they walk. He supposed they hadn’t really seen bicycles at the Sphere. Perhaps he could find one here someday to show his husband. It was perhaps a little strange that there was so much they didn’t know or understand about each other’s worlds, but Llewellyn never minded… It was nice to know there were still things to learn about each other, and they wouldn’t run out of things to share. “Bicycles are these metal vehicles for getting around. Two wheels that are attached to a metal frame, propelled by the pedals that you work with your feet. Very convenient for getting around and uh— good exercise I suppose.”

Llewellyn had gotten his own after he started working at Murdoch’s station, he’d even gotten the man’s opinion on the one he bought… It had been one of his attempts at bonding a little with the older detective, he supposed. “The detective I worked with modified his, with sprockets to change gears and a light to make it easier to use it at night.”

“Change gears? Like clockwork?”

Could something with clockwork on wheels carry people such as horses did? Oh Rhy loved this all.

“You and I are going to settle into one of our spaces and you are going to tell me more.”

“A little, yes.” He responded, smiling a little at Rhy’s curiosity. It seemed he definitely would have to find one if they were available at some point. There was something fun and a little amusing about the idea of showing someone else how a bike worked. Plus… He was going to need something to get around the city himself, when walking wasn’t an option. He still wasn’t keen on being cooped up in a carriage drawn by horses or chocobos.

He turned a corner with his husband, squinting at the buildings he could see that stood a little taller than the nearby rooftops. “I will tell you more about them at length once we’re comfortable, then. But! If I’m not mistaken, I think those roofs the next street over are coloured, aren’t they?” Which hopefully meant they weren’t far.

"They do seem it," Rhy agreed, his eyes catching the roof. That was definitely redder than most places here. "Shall we investigate?"

“I believe we shall.” He responded with a smile, drawing Rhy closer to the red-roofed building. They looked nice enough, even if it was probably quite different from what they were used to… “They seem newer than the other buildings we’ve seen here… Though perhaps that isn’t odd, given that everyone expected to live here is new.” He mused quietly, eyes skimming the building as they approached.

“At least an apartment offers a little more privacy than the dormitories did, if we each get our own apartment.” He commented, finally relinquishing Rhy’s arm so his husband could use his key to get them in.

"It seems to imply less than our dome did, but we shall manage what we can."

He scoops out the key and heads for the door. What more could he do?

Llewellyn nodded with a small frown, “True enough… But some is better than none. At least for now, that is.” He attempted an encouraging smile before they entered and looked around. The building’s entryway, the first floor seeming to have something of a common room near the hall for tenants to gather… So some socialization must be encouraged, and it looked comfortable enough. “Looks tidy… comfortable for social gatherings if a small one were to be hosted by the residents.

That wasn’t the main point of concern though, that was the apartments themselves. “What apartment number are you, first floor or second?”

"Are you looking to have a social gathering, dear?" Rhy asks, grinning. He would love to have one, to get to know people. But not at this moment. They would need to save money for that now.

"It says A-1."

He glanced sidelong at Rhy with a little smile. “Perhaps once we’re settled in, it wouldn’t hurt to meet the neighbours.” And he knew how his husband loved a fun social event, even if they could only keep it smallish. How could he not notice the possibilities in this place and think of it?

“A-1, then we can’t be far… That’s probably the one closest to here, actually.” He moved towards the hall on the first floor and looked around between doorways. The layout reminded him a little of the apartments that had just been going up in his world after the great fire. “Ah-ha, here we go.” He gestured to the door with its number plaque, “Let’s see what our new home looks like.” Hopefully, it was enough to accommodate them until he could figure out where else arrivals might find a place to live.

"Neighbors, how lovely to think of," Rhy grinned. He had never had any but Llewellyn himself.

"You presume we won't reside in your place," Rhy noted, moving to open the door and push in.

“I presume that they both probably look the same as the buildings all seem to be copies of each other with different colour accents.” He responded with a curious smile, following Rhy into the apartment. “And that I’m happy to live wherever you like, and the red building seemed fitting.” He added a second later with an affectionate nudge before his eyes turned to look at the apartment.

“Small… But not too small… It’s cozy?” Llewellyn commented, trying to be positive about it, for both their sakes. He squinted a little at the small appliances provided. They looked a bit modern for the setting… But then again, so did the telephones. How curious…

“I suppose the most important question is…” His eyes drifted to the door that appeared to be the bedroom, moving forward and hoping that the beds weren’t too small for two to squeeze into.

"Too logical, sweetling. How am I so lucky to have your wisdom to guide me?" Rhy teased as he moved to start looking over the kitchen. No toaster. He's very sad about that.

"Cozy, I like that term. And look, the drawers don't seem fingerprint coded. That was... unnerving, if I am honest."

He trailed after his lover and then sighed at the bed. Not as nice as their old one, but it would work.

Llewellyn hummed a little, “How? Oh— that’s simple, my love… You used your charm and now I’m yours.” He responded playfully with a light tone, eyes dancing with amusement as he turned his gaze back to his husband. He felt a lot better to have seen the place. It wasn’t perfect, not compared to their personal home… But this was a good starting point.

“It was very odd… Unnerving, and I don’t know… it was one of those things that reminded me that we were in an experiment.” Clearing his throat a little, he shook his head to push that thought to the back of his mind. “At least there seems to be more normal means for us to store clothing and such.”

The bed wasn’t quite as nice, but it looked comfortable enough and was a good size for two. “But! I think this will work nicely for now.” Llewellyn responded, smiling a little. Whether they stayed here or in the blue building… It they could stay together, which was the main concern taken care of.

An experiment. Rhy sighs. Yes, it really had been that, hadn't it? He hated it, more than anything, but he knew nothing was that simple. Nor would it ever be. Here was the best thing he could have, and he didn't mind it at all. This was good.

"This feels a bit better than where we were, in a way. Because we can have something like there, but like our homes, once again. So come, let us see what we can do."

“It does…” Llewellyn responded, moving around the room as he inspected it. “Even if there’s probably a lot to catch up on here… I can’t help but feel that we’ve ended up in a slightly better place.” It would be nice to live in an environment that suited them both a little better than before.

It was almost a fresh start for them both, knowing none of their memories had been shared in this place and were unlikely to be. Something he was sure neither of them would miss worrying about. If they wanted to share something with someone or each other… It would be better to do it when they were ready, rather than against their will.

Drawing closer again, he smiled softly. “For now, we should take a little time to rest and adjust to our new home, my love.” Then they could follow through with the plans they’d discussed to gather information and seek out employment wherever they could find work. That they had a plan, and a place for them to be together, was already several worries taken care of. They would sort out the rest together.

[FTB]

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Want to fade out on them getting settled in?

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Okie dokie :D