Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 9:52:57 PM)
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Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 9:54:18 PM)
*Bri drove to his home, only taking two wrong turns. Once she parked, she handed his his keys over to him and got out of the driver's side.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 9:55:31 PM)
*he directs her to the parcade, and hops out, pocketing the keys and moving towards to elevator* ...home sweet parking garage'
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 9:57:18 PM)
*She followed him along, chuckling a little.* So grand.
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 9:59:10 PM)
*he smiles, pushing for 'up' and leaning against the elevator door, foot tapping against the drab grey ecohing concrete* ..well you know I tried to utalize every shade of grey I could'
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 9:59:34 PM)
Gray isn't such a bad color. Like, there's a trick to it.
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:02:55 PM)
*about the reply, the doors open causing him to almost fall into the elevator, but he makes a smooth enough recovery, eyeing the tretcherous machine that normally took three times as long* ...the trick being that its not a colour at all? *he smiles, cheeks flushing a feint red, thats right dominic, ignore the fact that you just about ended up on your ass*
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 10:04:18 PM)
*She reached out a hand to steady him so he didn't faceplant.* A single shade of gray can seem like a different tone depending on the other colors it's next to. An almost perfect neutral. *She grinned and let him go.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:06:16 PM)
*he smiles, eyes shifting to hers as he pushed for the fourth floor* Oh? .. i honestly never noticed.
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 10:10:11 PM)
I took a design class for fun during college. It was totally fun. *She stepped into the elevator, leaning on the back wall.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:12:47 PM)
*he rests his back against the side, eyes lingering on her for a moment as he considered it, the doors opening to a plush carpetted hallway lined with a few doors, drab earth-toned wall paper and not much else* ..Sounds like it... but you liked nursing more?
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 10:18:05 PM)
Yeah. I mean, it's, like, a big responsibility n'stuff, but it's so worth it. Just the stories that they tell. First hand experiences of what went on before. I mean, sure there are some sad, depressing moments, but.. *She shrugged.* they need attention too. Just because they've lived their lives, doesn't mean they should be forgotten.
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:19:51 PM)
*he smiles, taking the lead as he fished the keys back out of his pocket and moved down the hall towards the third appartment* ... Beleived me, I respect the profession emensly' you were actually rather brave to take the path you choose.
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 10:26:50 PM)
Why do you say brave? *She asked, tagging along. She slid her hands into her pockets.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:31:00 PM)
*he opens the door, eyes shifting back to her as he grins* ..Brianna.. you have limitless potential, could do anything, take any path.. and you pick surrounding yourself with death to ease peoples passing.. *he sighs, stepping into the apartment, door left open for her*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:31:16 PM)
*A bright well lit and clean living room and kitchen great you as you enter the apparment, a computer and desk dominating the far right corner of the room, while the left leads down a narrow hall with a closed broom closit and obvios bedroom/bathroom access behind one of three doors to choose from. The living room dominated by a large television, flanked on each side with a full bookcase of DVD's, his couch and two recliners are black leather, which matches the dark tones of his cabinets and hardwood floors, large picture frames windows that once might have had an ocean view now stair out across the way to a newer, and somewhat taller building, but still give the room nice open feeling.*
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 10:35:22 PM)
Nice place. You sure we can't mess this one up instead of mine? *She joked half heartedly as she entered, looking around.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:37:19 PM)
*he laughs, glancing back at her as he moved to drop onto his couch with a sigh* ..If that's your wish. then so be it, also.. if your interested there is beer or juice in the fridge, feel free to help yourself'
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 10:39:28 PM)
Nah, I'm good for now. Thanks though. *She said and took a seat in one of the recliners, falling quiet, not really knowing what to say.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:41:38 PM)
*he eyes her for a moment, brow furrowing as he leans over to poke her shoulder* ...you acting worried again... don't be'
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 10:46:38 PM)
*She moved at the poke.* Sorry. I probably think too much for my own good n'stuff.
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 10:48:57 PM)
*he sighs, feet moving to rest on his coffee table as he sinks deeper into the couch* ..its a five on one engagement, like i said... its will be over before it starts, or..*he pauses, looking over to her*...is it that your feeling guilty?
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 10:57:04 PM)
I don't feel guilty. I'm scared. *She looked from the floor over to him.* I mean, two months ago, I never would've guessed things would be like this.
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 11:00:43 PM)
*a frown creeps its way onto his features, eyes narrowing as he crossed his arms over his chest* ...I can relate... I really can *he tries to smile, but it doesn't quite last, eyes shifting to meet hers* But i won't let anything bad happen to you, i promise you that...alright?
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 11:05:07 PM)
That's sweet of you to say, Dominic. Thanks. *She offered a small smile.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 11:07:21 PM)
You want me to make some coffee? *he returns the smile, shifting in his position a little*..and its not sweet.. just honest.. *voice low, features going a slightly darker red beneath the perma-tan he'd earned at sea*
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 11:09:37 PM)
Coffee'd be good, thanks. *She nodded, slipping off her sneakers to curl up in the chair, getting comfortable.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 11:11:26 PM)
*a quick nod, and he was on his feet and in the kitchen preparing a part, humming a slightly sad melody to himself as he worked* ..you a cream, sugar, or baily's fan?
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 11:14:34 PM)
Cream and sugar, please. *She replied, watching him from her perch.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 11:17:30 PM)
A traditionalist then' *he grins and nods, topping up the water, adding the grounds and pushing the miraculus on button, all the while humming softly to himself, the tune if she recognized it was Elliott Smith's-pitseleh*
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 11:21:35 PM)
I'd just rather be more sober getting home than not, y'know/ *She smirked.*
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 11:23:36 PM)
*he shrugs, watching the pot with a child like curiousty in his eyes* ..place has two bedrooms you know
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 11:32:25 PM)
Yeah, but, like, it'd be weird if I stayed here.
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 11:33:18 PM)
*brow raising, distracted for a moment at his obsession with the slowly filling pot as he glanced over* ...why's that?
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 11:38:50 PM)
It's not home? *She shrugged innocently.* I'm having trouble sleeping anyway.
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 11:41:53 PM)
*he smiled, watching her for a moment* dreams or stress? *the question asked he looks back to the coffee pot, frowning a moment as he noticed it was done, taking on the look of an expectant child who may have missed somthing before preceeding to get mugs out to go with the sugar and creme*
Brianna Murphy (Nov 14, 2011 11:48:20 PM)
Sorta both. I know it's all in my head, but that's what being freaked out does.
Dominic Nordin (Nov 14, 2011 11:50:53 PM)
*prepping a mug for her, he carries it over, kneeling down next to her chair, elbows propped on the arm as he offers he the mug and a smile* ...so tell me about them'