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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 08, 2013 10:46PM
Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

After a wonderful lunch at Fred’s, Sam offered Damion a ride back to his apartment, up at the top of Cloudtop penthouses. The drive back in Sam’s new Bentley, a gift from his Father, was a quiet affair, as neither really spoke much aside from the stolen glances. The engine so loud, it was hard to hear each other over it. Pulling up in the side street, in his saved spot, Sam jumped out and then ran round the back, opening the door for Damion.

“Just up through the foyer, there is a lift at the back, and we go up and see the place I call home.” Sam said with a warm smile, and made an elegant hand gesture for Damion to follow.

The foyer to the apartment building was lavish and fitted with a full functioning fountain, lounge bar and reception, with many well to do locals sitting enjoying afternoon brunch, not really giving much notice to the two men that walked through. Taking the third lift up, they arrived at the top floor, where Sam escorted Damion out and to his front door. Unlocking it, he pushed it open, to reveal a spacious open plan apartment, with large windows and spectacular views. Sam took off his coat and hung it on a rack, then ambled in, heading for his drawing desk, near a large bay window.

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“Fancy a drink before I show you my work?”

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 08, 2013 11:10PM
Sam offered Damion a lift to his apartment so Damion could look at his work. He agreed, worrying for a quick moment about his own car, but figured Sam would just return him to it at a later time. He really was interested in Sam’s work and didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to see it.

They pulled up outside an elegant looking building and Sam jumped out to open the door for Damion.

“Just up through the foyer, there is a lift at the back, and we go up and see the place I call home.”

Damion nodded and trusted Sam to lead the way.

The foyer to the apartment building was lavish and fitted with a full functioning fountain, lounge bar and reception, with many well to do locals sitting enjoying afternoon brunch. They took no notice of the two mean walking through their numbers. Sam went to the third lift and waited for Damion to join him before he pressed the button that would take them to the top floor.

When Sam let him into the apartment, Damion was awestruck. It was very spacious, wide open and airy. The large windows had a perfect view of the city. He could imagine sitting on the couch at night and watching the lights come on, like twinkling lights on a Christmas tree.

“This is a beautiful place.” he stated, looking around. Sam took off his coat and hung it on a rack before making his way to the bar.

“Fancy a drink before I show you my work?”

“I’d love one.” Damion nodded, walking around the apartment, curious about the man known as Sam Malone. He looked at all the various knick-knacks and statuettes situated around the apartment. There was a few family photos on the mantel over the fireplace and he moved closer to look at them. There was one of a young boy, sitting on his father’s shoulders as they stood in front of a large sailing boat. There were carefree smiles on both men’s faces. He could only assume it was Sam and his father.

He heard the clink of ice in glasses and turned toward the bar, moving to sit on a stool as Sam poured their drinks.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 08, 2013 11:19PM
Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

Sam poured each a glass of scotch, the smooth fluid flowing over the icecubes, causing them to dance in the glass, before finally settling, as Sam handed one to Damion, then clinked his glass to the young Roxburg. He then gestured for Damion to follow him over, to his writing desk, where you could already see the layout for one of the interior designs of a new condo apartment he was working on. In a bin, were many rolls all bound up, most likely his other works, and on a back table, were sculptures that he had made of smaller houses, that all came apart, so they were easy to see inside. Holding his left arm across his stomach, and his right arm up with the glass near the tip of his lips, he chuckled and said.

“And this…is where I work. Not in an office, all stuffy with shirts and those closed in cubicles. I love to work here, free to lounge around in my boxers if I want…unless someone is coming over to pick up an ordered design. What do you think?” Sam said, tipping his glass towards a new piece he was working on. A double story condo, with bedrooms upstairs, two bathrooms, and downstairs living with spacious lounge and dining area. ” I love…space. People need a chance to come home and breathe. Light being used naturally, harnessed by lots of windows. You can probably tell, I have a passion for glass. Opaque, transparent…I don’t care, so long as you can see through it.” You could easily tell, Sam had a passion for his work, and it showed in how he spoke about it, and how relaxed he was in his surrounds.

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 08, 2013 11:49PM
Damion followed Sam to his work space and was instantly captivated by the newest piece Sam was working on.

“This is fantastic!” he exclaimed, clearly impressed. “You have an eye for the space. I’d love to see it once it’s built.”

He gave Sam a huge smile. “What got you interested in architecture, by the way? I can tell you have a passion for the work.” He turned his gaze back to the work model and couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to live in such a place.

It was part of the reason why his room at his parent’s estate faced the back gardens. He had a great view from there and enjoyed sitting out on the balcony on nice days and enjoying a leisurely breakfast when he had no desire to eat with his family. It wasn’t often he did it because he loved his parents and sister, and enjoyed their company…but sometimes, a man just needed his space.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 09, 2013 12:13AM
Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

Damion, had the most infectious smile, one that seemed to radiate and light up the room. Sam took a sip of his scotch, and then gave a half shrug from the question of how he came to be interested in architecture. “Well, as you know, my old man is into skyscrapers, mostly commercial work. Big…really big buildings. I think he is fascinated with the idea of trying to get as many people into a city space as he can. That and making the tallest buildings on record. He’s kind of a maverick in a sense. I respect him for it, but at the same time….I believe that a man needs his own space, you know? Why be cooped up in a pigeon hole, when you can be..free.” Sam said this with an exaggeration of his arms, almost spilling his drink. He caught himself and laughed it off.

“That didn’t really answer your question though. I guess, I have always loved to create, right from my youth. Dad said, I was always building something, much to my mother’s horror, cause it was usually out of her hat boxes. I fell in love with interior design and a mix of smaller dwellings. This very apartment is actually three. I did some demolition work myself. Tore off my shirt and knocked down a few walls. Oh, what a mess it was. But so worth it.” By this Sam had spoken a fair bit, and he then realized he was getting carried away. “Just tell me when to stop, when I go too far. It’s a bad habit of mine. I tend to get carried away with the loves of my life.” Sam said with an affectionate smile.

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 09, 2013 06:53AM
Seeing Sam become so animated and passionate about something that probably started out as a hobby for him, Damion couldn’t help but smile in return. His earlier nervousness had disappeared, surprisingly, and it was mostly due to the fact that he now felt more comfortable in Sam’s company. There were no expectations on Damion and he was actually having a great time.

“Just tell me when to stop, when I go too far. It’s a bad habit of mine. I tend to get carried away with the loves of my life.”

“Oh it’s no bother.” Damion smiled. “My father tends to get the same way when he talks about my mother. It’s quite endearing, actually.” He grinned as he thought about his parents. The talk he’d had with his mother that morning had gone a long way to making him understand why his father was the way he was. And it made him recognize the fact that he wanted what his parents had: a loving relationship based on loyalty and trust. Shaking himself from his thoughts, he looked at Sam. “Have you built any of these places? I’m just wondering if I’ve driven past any of them without realizing it.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 09, 2013 07:10AM
Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

The conversation was going really well, and as each unwound and spoke about what they were passionate about, what they loved, it was like the masks of society were slowly being stripped away, and that this was more than a simple drink together, but the forming of what was set to be a long and endearing friendship. Already, Damion had taken a great interest in Sam’s work, and for all Sam’s arm flailing and comical hand gestures, he seemed unfazed by it all. The mention of Damion’s father, Virgo, brought a twinkle to Sam’s eye, as he set down his scotch glass, and unfolded another one of his most recent designs.

“I really liked your folks. You could see just how much your Father dotes on your Mother. Was totally genuine. Gotta be proud of that in this day and age. A love that lasts through the war, and then the changes in society, like now.” Sam spoke fondly of Damion’s parents, and with respect. But back to Damion’s questions about his work. “Have you built any of these places? I’m just wondering if I’ve driven past any of them without realizing it.”

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Sam nodded. “All of them, in fact, this latest one, is for some hot shot broadway starlet. Miss Trinity Fields. Next big thing, so her agent says. Has this mysterious benefactor paying for it. I don’t get into their private lives, so no clue who it is. So long as they pay that’s all that matters. Oh…if you are ever looking to have an apartment designed, or need help looking, just ask. I know this town like the back of my hand. Another drink?” Sam asked, seeing Damion’s glass was near empty.

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 09, 2013 07:21AM
“I think I’ve heard of her. Broadway starlet, young, fresh-faced thing.” Damion nodded. “Haven’t heard her sing, but I hear she has an angelic voice.”

“…Oh…if you are ever looking to have an apartment designed, or need help looking, just ask. I know this town like the back of my hand. Another drink?” Sam looked at the nearly empty glass in Damions hand and he nodded.

At that moment, his stomach chose to make itself known and he flushed with embarassement. He glanced out of the windows and noticed that dusk was slowly settling in. He had been with Sam for hours and hadn’t even realized that time had passed.

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“Since your here and the time, you can have some dinner with me. I’d love the company, and I do a mean tower sandwich. What do you say?” Sam headed to his kitchen as he waited for Damion to follow.

He started taking out bread and then went to his modern icebox, and started to rifle around for meats and salads, some cheese, and piled them onto the counter. Outside, the night had taken over, with the stars now shining through and the city lights coming out in force. It truly was a beautiful sight from the massive windows of Sam’s apartment.

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Sam worked quietly, chopping up a tomato, and reaching for plates. It was the first time he was quiet, and seeing him in this light would be different from that of the man Damion had met at the ball. How Damion viewed him….well that remained to be seen.

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 09, 2013 07:59AM
“Since your here and the time, you can have some dinner with me. I’d love the company, and I do a mean tower sandwich. What do you say?”

“That sounds delicious. Thank you.” Damion nodded, following Sam into the kitchen.

Sitting at the island counter, he watched Sam take out the makings for sandwiches and watched, fascinated, as he cut, sliced and built two sandwiches. The night slowly rolled in, and the view that had fascinated Damion when he first arrived winked into view, It was truely an amazing sight.

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Sam was quiet as he made their dinner and it gave Damion time to observe him. There was a hidden strength and intelligence behind Sam’s dark eyes and Damion wanted to discover everything about the man.

“What does your father think of all this?” he wondered out loud.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses
November 09, 2013 08:20AM
“My father? Well, hard to say really. I mean, I know that for a few years he pressed me to settle down, find a wife…make an heir to his fortune. But then…then one day, I just turned to him and said. “Dad, this is my life, let me make the mistakes, and let me be who I want to be.” Ever since then, he has treated me with respect, maybe he hopes one day I might change, but for now he is happy with my success, and that it has brought pride to the family.”

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Sam passed over the tower sandwich to Damion, and then said. “Excuse me while I go put on something comfortable, these clothes feel so rigid.” Without waiting for an answer, he headed over to his bedroom, which was all one big open space, and he started to take off his shirt, showing the muscles in his back. He dropped his trousers, and then hunted around in a drawer for a draw string cotton pair that he would wear instead. He wanted to be comfortable, and it was better than going around starkers in front of a guest. Slipping the pants on, he tied the waist, and with a no care attitude, came back to the Kitchen area to grab his own sandwich and make for the couch.

Sitting down in the corner of the couch, he picked up half of the sandwich and took a bite, before setting it down on the nearest small table. “Not as good as Joe’s…but it’ll do. Hope you like yours.”

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