London

[Bloodedge]

Here Ozzy was, giving a strange amount of consideration to the idea of moon travel and other such unrealistic things. This was such a queer conversation to have, and yet, no words shared felt out of place or without contribution to the overall enjoyment of banter. "Wouldn't mind it, eh? I'll book a trip as soon as I can; promise. One space trip by moon dragon, or as close as I can get anyway." Oh, the jokes. Of course, Ozzy really would have arranged such a thing if it were possible. If only that were the case, huh? Oh well; one could always dream.

Nikki agreed about the sort of day this felt like. Honestly, Ozzy could go for such a thing. Being in Nikki's company would only make that sort of day even more relaxing, and two minds could even easily come up with something to do if that somehow became boring. "I've got a brilliant idea!" Ozzy announced. Once the microwave beeped again, he took out both cups of tea and brought them to the coffee table in front of Nikki. Before he bothered fetching his own heated food, he walked all the way to the bedroom to retrieve a blanket to bring back. Grabbing his food on the way back into the sitting room, he made known his intentions. "Not quite pizza booze tele, but how's brekkie blankie tele instead?" he questioned. "If we already burned through most of the morning, might as well commit to laying up for the whole day, yeah?"

[Apollymi]

Ah, she'd jokingly replied that she wouldn't mind a trip in space on a moon dragon. Apparently, it was Ozzy's claim that he'd set that up, or whatever he could get that was close enough to it. What a fantasy driven thing to say, still she didn't mind it at all. It was nice to be able to joke about things like that, nice to have banter just roll with no real expectations. And best yet, it was absolutely lovely to have anyone care to go so far on her account. Not that she needed it, she simply enjoyed it as an idea now that it was presented. "I really am going to end up spoiled, waiting on a date that features dragons and space. Still... I can't really say I'd mind any date you set up~" Nikki mentioned. For her part in the dating world, finding someone who just wanted to do normal or fun things was kind of hard. She was enjoying the nice bit of normalcy that Ozzy was bringing to her life. Gentle offers for dinner, video games, just sitting around all day... these were the kinds of things she was after. And there was nothing wrong with dreaming of fanciful things like space flights because she could find the fun in that too, if he was along.

Ah, but what was this, the lad came back with tea for both of them, but not his plate. Instead he wandered off for a moment and came back with his plate and a blanket. He did claim he had a brilliant idea and she was curious about what it pertained to... Oh. That was it. Instead of pizza, booze, tele. It was to be, brekkie, blankie, tele? "Bloody brilliant! I was committed to laying up the whole day to start with... but a blankie to go with brekkie is great," How many just wanted to cuddle, eat and watch tv? Not many in Nikki's experience. In fact, the Netflix and chill era was upon them, where no one did anything without expecting to end up fornicating all over the place. And though admittedly between the pair of them it could likely end up that way, she still enjoyed the idea of just cuddling up eating and watching tv for however long it lasted.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, I'm afraid to say you'll be waiting quite a while. Technology catching up and all, I might have to raincheck for a few centuries," said Ozzy. Oh, if only it were possible to acquire a space dragon or something of the sort. Maybe he could find something almost as incredible over time. Whether he could or not, he'd start with a comfortable breakfast over some nice morning television.

Nikki clearly agreed that breakfast and a blanket was a brilliant idea. Frankly, Ozzy was oddly satisfied to have come up with such a thing. Close quarters on a couch, a comfortable room, any sort of random thing to watch, and some microwaved breakfast. Everything simply screamed 'lazy day' at varying volumes, and Ozzy couldn't have thought better of it. So, as he settled atop the couch in only a pair of shorts, he draped the blanket over Nikki's legs and his own, taking up his breakfast and the tv remote─ the latter of which he would hand off to Nikki. "Cheers then! I'm not picky about what's on, so have at whatever you like. I'm gonna have at this black pudding they slipped in," he announced, popping open his Styrofoam tray and deeply inhaling the scent of his breakfast. "What sort of shows do you watch anyway? Well, besides Doctor Who and rubbish American movies~"

[Apollymi]

"I'm pretty patient mate... don't rush centuries on my account~" Nikki was oddly agreeable. Right at the moment she was content just to spend time with Ozzy and find out about him in a more detailed manner. In the same way that he'd developed an obsession with her that he was only properly quenching now. She was in the earliest stages of her own thirst and full of curiosities and desires for closeness. Many blokes weren't as content to sit at home, nor were the content with the kinds of things she found fun. Ozzy on the other hand had enough in common with her that she felt utterly relaxed in his presence.

Speaking of relaxation, she only became more comfortable with the addition of a blanket. She tucked her legs beneath herself as she was handed the remote for the tv and told he didn't mind whatever she wanted to watch. "Ooh? Black Pudding... I never get that..." she said seemingly happy with the knowledge of the addition. "Also you might be mad, handing over the remote to a lass in the middle of the morning..." she said. Her own choice of tv wasn't so much of a problem but many women she knew watched terrible tv. "I like science fiction and fantasy shows, oh the American adult cartoons, anime when I can find it... but at this hour there is only one real thing worth watching... even just as background noise," she mentioned finding the channel she was looking for, which was coincidentally on commercial stating that block of 3 hours of Law & Order were up next. "Crime shows... this one's brilliant." she said settling into watch the tv show and dig into her breakfast. She went for sausages first while breaking out a spoon for beans.

[Bloodedge]

"Why would I go and do that? There's a lot to come between now and then. Seven Park Place, the altar, you, me, you again, a bunch of games... You know, the usual," Ozzy declared, throwing in a bit of cheekiness as if there was nothing to it. As Nikki found her comfort, he did something similar. Ozzy was sitting to the lass' left, so it was his left leg which tucked under his right for the sake of creating a makeshift table structure under the blanket. He remained rather close, keeping just enough distance to avoid any arms knocking against each other during the eating process.

Ozzy was ready to begin eating, but first came whatever Nikki decided to put on tv. What she chose after a warning about handing women remotes mid-morning, was... crime shows. Specifically, she was starting a 3-hour block of Law & Order. "Law & Order, huh? That the UK one?" he asked, having a bit of his own strange habits to reveal thereafter. "I've only ever really watched the American one. I've got a thing for Ice-T being a bloody moron for entire episodes of SVU. Guy doesn't even know his own job half the time, and I think that's brilliant to watch."

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy there was a lot to come between now and their future space ride on a moon dragon. His cheeky words made her look up from her meal with a side eye but she couldn't even pretend to be mad as her face cracked into a smile. "You're full of it, mate!" she cracked only to nod her agreement soon after. "Still, that list is pretty good. So, I'll be having that..." she said with her own level of cheek. Yes... again, marriage had just come up and no one had anything negative to say about it. In truth, Nikki wouldn't mind all manner of legally tying this man to her person. Or maybe even physical... he seemed like the type to attract undo attention. Probably needed to get a pair of kiddie cuffs with the little extending leash so she could make sure women knew who he was attached to...

After her warning about the nature of women and tv she'd chosen Law and Order as her show of choice. Strangely, she was asked if this was the UK one, she chuckled. "I do watch that one too, but... that's considered prime time tv here. Only in America will they air crime shows before noon like it's perfectly reasonable," she said. She'd gotten quite familiar with this while she was in design school and spent large chunks of her mornings with the sounds of American actors fighting crime in the background. According to Ozzy he watched the American version of SVU and found it hilarious that a certain character didn't know how to do his job most of the time. "Shut up! That's brilliant." she mentioned of that particular cliché, though she'd not watched that show herself. "I heard that one had a lot of seasons. It's on my watch list after I manage to catch up on everything else," the watch list was super long. It always was. She continued on her breakfast actively eating a bit here and there. Stealing glances at the tv, mostly after stealing a couple of side ways ones at Ozzy.

[Bloodedge]

"I am not! That really is the list~" he continued, still yammering on as if he hadn't said a strange or misplaced thing yet. Regardless, Nikki once again confirmed the goodness of his offered plan. She'd have all of that, would she? Excellent! He'd bring it all to the table with a bit to spare, and he'd keep doing it to the end of time. Maybe he'd even manage such a thing while being restrained, and in some form physically and legally attached to Nikki, if her own internal musings held any weight.

That American version of the show they discussed was far too hilarious due to a single, specific character portrayal within it. Ozzy could have watched an entire marathon of just that character, saying the random things he did, for a full weekend. Instead though, he could happily watch any random thing Nikki wished to put on... when he wasn't preoccupied watching the lass herself, that is. Actually, a combination of both was about where he wished to settle. Yes, that would do nicely. "Oh it's chock full of seasons, but it's all good stuff. Couple trigger warnings to be thrown around obviously, but I'm guessing you're past all that already if you're watching."

[Apollymi]

Not full of it? All of it was on the list? Ozzy was hilarious... of course, Nikki enjoyed this about him in general. He seemed to be so very at ease, and genuine in his feelings she could hardly disagree with him even just playfully. "Hefty list, mate." she commented absently. She was already eating and their show had been decided. And while Nikki ate, and glanced at the lad and the tv, they continued to have a random conversation between bites. Right now, apparently the other version of American Law & Order. Here they were, sitting side by side, like two kids on Saturday morning eating breakfast and watching shows. The pair of them were having a great time already, imagine how normal this was going to be. They were going to have a great time and it all started with moments like this... "Trigger warnings for shows are unnecessary for me. I watch terrible tv, movies and all kinds of stuff. Oh and documentaries as long as they're narrated by someone I like," explained Nikki. She had a pretty high tolerance for gore and the like as well. So everything that happened in the crime shows was fair game. She'd definitely move the other show up her list if it was something she could watch in Ozzy's presence. "Also, this breakfast is bloody brilliant," she managed still having a pretty good time.

[Bloodedge]

Hefty list, was it? That wasn't even half of what Ozzy intended. "It's way bigger than just that," he said prior to a bite of black pudding with a side of mushroom. Relaxation was something he found with great ease in this room. Strangely enough, he could give none of the credit to the hotel and its admittedly magnificent suites. No, such accommodations could only go so far in terms of luxury. True relaxation came from a point of peace, which Ozzy only found now that the 'running' segment of his chase after Nikki was over. All he had to do now, was finish sinking his teeth into the catch just as he bit into blood sausage, and sustain himself henceforth. What a marvelous experience it was, seasoned by the laziness of a random morning watching tele with a blanket in the sitting room, as well as the most casual and normally meaningless conversation. This was, perhaps, what one would call the spice of life. "Oh Attenborough, definitely," was a statement offered between bites, as Ozzy latched onto the specific mention of selectively watching documentaries. "Nobody should be turning their nose up to a documentary with him narrating. Best background voice ever, his."

[Apollymi]

Both of these people were already relaxed and enjoying a nice meal and a chat. Though she'd already mentioned how hefty his list was, Ozzy claimed that it was bigger than that... "Bigger than that? Blimey, a girl isn't gonna know what to do with herself," she mused between bites. She was having a strange time right now. She wasn't sure she'd ever felt more comfortable in a man's presence and that was a bit surprisingly considering it wasn't as if she didn't have a live-in boyfriend for a while before now. Was this peace? This seemed like peace. Ah, but they were still talking even as she nibbled on eggs and worked towards finishing her second warm plate of food this week. "Yeah, he's probably my favorite. I watched an entire documentary last week on dolphins because he was narrating. It was really random but bloody hell it was probably the most compelling thing I'd watched in weeks," she mentioned of her most recent watching habits. All the while her eyes moved around a great deal she couldn't much help it, sneaking a glance or two of Ozzy was par for the course.

[Bloodedge]

"That's fine though, innit? I've got some ideas what to do with you, so don't worry over what to do with yourself," said Ozzy, continuing with the casual flirting they'd both allowed to fester for some time now. Oddly enough, he was quite proud of his most recent line, and it showed on the smug little face he wore at the time. Regardless, he easily moved past such a statement to continue eating. A bit of sausage here, a bit of egg there, and a bit of tomato somewhere else; he was making reasonably quick work of his meal. Of course, Ozzy knew the dangers of a microwaved meal. For whatever reason, those things could be nuked within the heating device, but they never held heat for very long at all. One bite could be piping hot, only for the next to taste as if it had recently left the refrigerator. He very well wouldn't be dealing with that, if he could help it at all. "I love that guy, but I can't say he's my favorite. I do enjoy Cumberbatch and his 'pingwings' talk a lot more than I should, honestly. I think I know exactly the show you're on about as well! The one with the bottlenose dolphins that go a bit campy when they get lonely?"

[Apollymi]

"Oh?" that was a new thing. A very flirtatious statement left the mouth of Ozzy. He claimed that he had plenty in mind to do with the lass so she didn't have to worry over it herself. "Well bloody hell, if I'll argue about it then. Begging your pardon~" she said just as teasingly as she had been speaking this entire time. There was a certain bit of mischievousness conveyed by her tone in these moments. Like it had a tiny edge of a challenge to it. Whatever the case she definitely wouldn't get between the lad and his goals as they surrounded her. It was in her best interest to see those through to the end after all.

At the same time she was well beyond working her way through her meal of choice. She knew better than most that there was a short life time on dishes warmed up in the microwave. So what were they talking about as the lass became dangerously close to finishing her meal? Dolphins and a certain indirect habit of those unfortunate enough to end up separated from their home group, and a secondary narrator and his bad habits. "Right?! That whole thing was amazing to me. Don't feel bad though mate, there are plenty of blokes who like Cumberbatch. He's pretty funny to be honest. Like seriously, how did no one tell him at any point how very wrong his pronunciations were? That was comical." Nikki admitted having chuckled just a bit while she very easily found her comfort. As for the dolphins and their behavior she was amazed anyone else had been paying that much attention. "Wow! That's pretty accurate as a description... camp is about how I would describe their behavior when they suddenly decide to reverse their usual roles cause they wandered too far away from the group." she remembered of that particular documentary. Eventually her plate would be empty and she'd just be chatting after setting it down for a few moments while her eyes danced back and forth between the tv and Ozzy. The meal of choice was definitely worth it, now she could focus on another one.

[Bloodedge]

Flirting returned. . . How interesting it was to have a two-way discussion like this. Ozzy might have expected some sort of flustered reaction, or even any level of playful banter as a rebuttal, but not such outright statements. Now then, what was he to do with the words reaching his ear? Well, he could only respond in kind, right? "Beg all you like; it'll get you whatever you're asking for outta me," he claimed. Flirtatious as their words were, Ozzy hadn't spoken a single untruth yet.

Matters of documentary narrators and random documentary-related factoids were the topic at present, and though both were new matters of discussion for Ozzy, he didn't feel out of place in the conversation at all. No, he instead felt as if these were the sorts of chats he should've been having all along, perhaps even with his stream. Ah... but perhaps that wouldn't have even been the same as present circumstances, huh? Did it matter what they were talking about? He hardly thought so, as he nearly inhaled half a sausage with a bite of mushrooms to finish his own breakfast. There were two Styrofoam trays, and both wound up settled in the same place upon the coffee table as Ozzy shifted himself on the couch to face Nikki. "Everyone should like that guy; he's incredible. His run of Sherlock was great, though I wish Moffat would get off his arse and actually do something with the show. I'm still a series behind because I don't know when more is coming! And yeah, poor dolphins. I can't say I blame them for doing whatever it takes to fit in when their group's gone astray. I probably wouldn't try it, but good on them for having the balls. What do you think? Could you fake it for survival?" he asked, ever so casually keeping up the most random discussion while his adoring gaze remained permanently fixated on the woman sharing a couch with him. This was going to become a standard in Nikki's life; Ozzy's outlook would remain unchanged. Indeed, even discussions about nothing would have him watching her as if she were the thing pumping life's blood into his veins.

[Apollymi]

The flirting between this pair was about more than could be expected. Well, that wasn't really true, but it definitely seemed to be more than one would expect of two relative strangers. Of course, Nikki found this lad's company about as comforting as that of closer relatives, as such she felt much more at ease being herself. "Blimey, you're handing over all the answers, just like that?" she teased rhetorically. "I've really got no choice then, I'll definitely have to use that... knowing it will work and all~" she mused. It really was interesting to flirt and have it bounce back and forth between two people. What was more, something else about this conversation was becoming steadily more strange.

They were done eating, and now they were just talking. It was such a random conversation about tv shows and the behavior of dolphins but it was so free flowing she couldn't help but find herself engrossed in it. "Well, yeah... actually I am a series behind on that as well. Moffat might as well be one of the Aeons the way he puts stuff off," she said of the series Sherlock and its resident writer. And those poor dolphins. After bringing them up, Ozzy was turning having already finished his food. He turned to watch her as her brought up a question. He claimed that he couldn't fake it at all... and asked instead if she thought she could. What an interesting question and what a strange amount of attention. Nikki found herself actually thinking about it a genuine amount while stealing a casual glance or two from Ozzy. His entire position had changed so he could face her, he was literally giving her is undivided attention. She hadn't asked for it. How weird. She was so used to people half listening to her and sending her on about her way that someone so interested in her words in such a casual setting was... almost unheard of. While she thought it over she gently bit her bottom lip.

"Well, I probably could for the sake of survival. Faking to fit in, or to avoid danger is a basic girl skill," she explained of her own thoughts about her nature as a potential covert operative in the same situation as a dolphin. "The dolphin situation is pretty extreme, but girls fawn all over each other even when the hate each other if the conditions are right. It'd be pretty easy to pull off. Besides, I went to an all girls school for primary and secondary, so it wouldn't be that far-fetched. Mostly it'd have about the same impact as switching friend groups which means I'd only have to really fake it for the girl with the most pull in the group. The rest would cave to that one. So, it'd be all good." Oh yes, a case study in girl social dynamics and moving about in the world. All things Nikki said in this moment she thought to be true about the most normal of girl to girl interactions. In the way it could have been framed, if she faked being interested in the girl highest on the ladder, she could definitely succeed at faking it for the sake of survival.

[Bloodedge]

What an interesting potential future Ozzy was outright throwing himself into. He had no problem freely offering Nikki armaments to be used against him at her leisure. That she said she would make use of them, was more reason to put them on the table. "Use it all you like. I'd be miffed if you didn't," he insisted. When would that come into play, and how, he wondered. Time would tell. Moving right along though, the writer they referred to as 'Moffat' was being compared to the more well-renowned Aeons. Ozzy could certainly see the similarities, but there was a stark difference between the two he had to address. "Quite right, that. I wonder if he used to be one of them, actually. They used to have a pretty big group back in the early days, and the Aeons did end up taking over Doctor Who permanently. Conspiracy, maybe?" he said half-jokingly.

There it was again─ that biting of a lip. She had to know by now, that even a simple and subconscious gesture like that was more than enough to rile him up. What was it for this time? Whatever the case may have been, his eyes were drawn to that lip caught betwixt teeth immediately. He should take a bite for himself. No, no; they were in the middle of a conversation. That would be rather rude and a bit forward, he thought. Yes, they'd done enough indulging without notice... for the moment. "Really, you could do that? Not me. Being a bit different to fit in is one thing, but I'd think more than twice before I decided to go rubbing my arse all over some other guy. Besides, what about dress code? I'd have to wear a skirt or something, pop a couple melons down my jumper. I've got a bit of junk in the trunk, but I really don't think I could use it like that."