FM's Traveling Circus...

[Alex 'FM' Blackwood]

Alex returns from the council meeting. the rage, the frustration sitting just below the surface, then fading, as he sits at his place, NPR on, eyes closed, trying to calm down. This place reminded him to when she was here, even briefly, and when he retreated, to inside here, and inside himself.

" I can't stay in this damn place by myself...." he mutters to himself.
about the only person he can think of that he could see going out along with, probably wouldn't answer him for once....but it was worth a shot..." He dialed a number. " Riley?....Is your brother there?..." he says into his phone.

[Mike]

There was the sound of shuffling around, and hushed voices....most notably "Why does he want to talk to me?!"

After a moment..."uh..Hello?"

[Alex 'FM' Blackwood]

FM sighs listening to what's going on over the phone.
" Hey, man...Hope I'm not bothering...Just wanted to know if you wanted to go hang?...I'm not really in the mood to deal with anyone at work, if you get my meaning. " he said. It was the truth, the sept had grated on his nerves, and wanted to forget them for right now.
" Ya know grab a beer or something...make up for impinging on your personal space, and such.."

[Mike]

"Um...sure, yeah." Aaron sounded a little unsure about the whole thing. "When? Where?"