fh_trips | Boston, Massachusetts [Friday Daytime]

Students' deluxe rooms have windows out over downtown Boston, and their chaperones' premier rooms have views out over the marina and into Boston Harbor. The rooms come equipped with all the amenities and two full beds or one king ~~depending on which is funnier~~.

[OOC: Room assignments are here, NSFW goes into private journals, yada yada.">

Goose was still fast asleep after crashing yesterday and it looked like he hadn’t budged from the spot where he’d first landed on the bed.

After the relaxing swim, Dwight had headed back to the room and was currently flipping through the excessive number of channels trying to find something to watch while waiting for the room service breakfast he ordered to get there.

Since one good turn deserved another, when Amaya returned to the room much later that day to drop off a few of her spoils from the market, she came bearing food.

Because like she could turn away from something called a 'Super Beef', even if it wasn't on a stick! And she had a feeling her roommate would be equally appreciative.

"In case you haven't completely filled up on room service," she offered, lifting the bag with the sandwiches in victory, like a gladiator holding aloft the head of an opponent, "I got plenty."

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Dwight turned from the show he had been bingeing for the last few hours, an appreciative smile on his face.

"Oh thanks, room service is ok but they make the prices at these other places seem almost reasonable! Even if the Moose is paying for it, I cant being myself to order much."

Dwight looked at the other bags Amaya was hefting into the room.

"Market had some good deals i take it? Found any good inspiration for projects when we are back home in a couple days?"

Dwight, this was Amaya you were talking to... Of course she had been inspired by something somewhere at least!

Amaya was inspired by the pattern in the carpet in the room, soooooo....

"I don't know about deals," she said, with the wrinkle of the nose of a woman who did not part with her shiny gold coins (or, well, dollars and bills) lightly, "but there was more than enough to catch the eyes. Always had a soft spot for those kinds of markets in these cities. Always a bit more...interesting, I find."

"True. There's been no shortage of things to see. Gave to admit I've gotten a few ideas of my own gere and there" he added with a slight grin.

After all, friendly competition was good for everyone. Dwight had to admit he did enjoy the friendly back and forth they had at times with their projects.

"Thanks for the food, it smells delicious!"

"I look forward to seeing what that brain of yours is cooking up," Amaya said, meeting that grin with one of her own, "and then promptly one-upping you with what I'm working on for myself!"

Because, yes, competition, friendly or otherwise (although, in this case, she was mighty glad it was friendly!) fueled a Blackstone ever better than meats on sticks.

"And hopefully," she added, pulling a container out of the bag to relenquish over to him, "it tastes as good, if not better, than it smells!"

And it had better, what with the price they were asking for it!

"I'm reminded any time I travel to a big city like this exactly why I could never live in a place like this" Dwight said as he took the box and sat down at the table in the room with it.

"Great food and sights and all, but waaaaaay too pricey for my blood. I'd starve in a place like this if I had to pay for everything all the time, because at these prices, I'd be eating like four meals a week tops" he said with a sad shake of the head. "Guess I am too much of a simple country boy for big city life."

"Though" he added as he took a bite of the sandwich and gave an appreciative nod "can always indulge when the opportunity is right."

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The simple country boy comment got an appreciative grin out of Amaya, as she settled in the other chair at the table with her own sandwich. "Guess not everywhere can be like Fandom," she noted, "when even when you do order out, you usually get more than enough to last you the week, even if you didn't order it!"

This place certainly did not do that; she'd checked.

"Then again," she added thoughtfully as she took a big bite, "not really anywhere that's like Fandom, when you get right down to it."

"Probably a good thing Fandom is as small as it is and the way it is" Dwight mused. "Most people couldn't handle Fandom at its oddest and too many people there would ruin it during the good times."

It was funny how things seemed to work out at times when you really stopped to think about it.

"I didn't know what to expect when I first arrived on the island. But after five months (to the day almost literally) I can say this- while Fandom was nothing like what I had anticipated it's home now and that's good enough for me."

"I'll admit," Amaya allowed for herself after listening over a few more bites, "I've definitely warmed up to the place myself. Don't know about going so far as calling it 'home,'" but, to be fair, she was sometimes a little weird about called Daventry that at times, too, "but I did go and put two anvils down there, so I don't imagine picking up and leaving any time soon."

Despite having considered exactly that earlier that day.

But now she knew about Etsy.

"Granted," she added, "the free trips like these ones help, too!"

"I think a lot of it comes down to where I came from and why I came to Fandom in the first place" Dwight mused, half to himself and half out loud. "Probably has a lot to do with the fact that I wanted to leave and find someplace new to start over."

Cus ya know... staying around in a town you don't like resisting the urge to absolutely murder the people who killed your daughter.... that's probably a good incentive to settle down and start over wherever you could start putting down anything resembling roots.

"And you better not be thinking about leaving anytime soon, Amaya" Dwight said with a somewhat concerned look. "Who've gonna make sure I don't get rusty and lazy over at the shop and give me a good kick in the pants now and then to keep me competitive and productive?" He fell silent for a moment then glanced back at Amaya as he continued. "Don't have many folks on the island I'm particularly close to. Wouldn't want to lose one of the few friends I have to wanderlust."

....

Well. That little frank and earnest appeal hit a bit different than someone she figured was just being polite and proper about saying she'd be missed when she mentioned moving shop, didn't it? And Amaya was just sort of left staring at a whole lot of emotions that she probably wouldn't know what to do with even if she had seen them coming.

Zards, at least he wasn't crying or anything, though! Amaya didn't think she could handle two people going and crying on her all in the same month!

"Well," she tried, eventually, "I am always good for a kick in the pants, I'll give you that one. And, I mean, I've always been one to follow the money. So's long as we keep each other in business the way it looks like we plan to," and that was comfortable, right, to focus on that back-and-forth for the business!, "I see no reason in going through the trouble of unearthing roots that've already been planted..."

And, look, Amaya had only wanted to bring you a sandwich over here...

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"Did you know they have pancakes?" Faye asked from where she was perusing the room service menu in bed.

That was where she'd be eating these pancakes, too, if anyone was curious. In the bed. It was vacation.

"I did see that," Stark said, walking back over to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Did you want some? They sounded good."

Breakfast in bed seemed very indulgent and like a lovely idea, actually. He hadn't ever tried it.

"The school's paying for everything, right?" And was Faye sort of just mentally treating that as 'Anakin is personally footing the bill for every extravagance'? Maybe a little. "Yeah, we should get pancakes. And coffee. And all the juices."

A juice flight, perhaps!

Anakin paying for everything would make it all even better, wouldn't it?

"I think they are," Stark said, a little uncertainly. "If they aren't I think I'll be able to manage one breakfast."

Even with all the juices it probably wouldn't bankrupt him.

"We can split it," Faye decided, though she was also totally gonna charge it to the room and see what happened. Forgiveness, not permission. "You should teach in the spring, too, this is great."

Faye was supportive.

Other people were probably charging so much more to their rooms than one room service breakfast.

"I might teach again. If they let me do something I know enough to teach about. I'll have to think about it. But this..." Stark paused to look around the room, then back at Faye. "Yes, this is great. Very much worth the class. I would like to do it again. A trip with you, I mean."

He would be thrilled to have another vacation opportunity with her. Just in case that hadn't been obvious.

"We could just take a trip without it being the school's thing," Faye pointed out, smiling and setting the room service menu aside so she could lean over to kiss him. "There's so much of Earth neither of us has ever seen."

Though, granted, a whole lot of Earth was made up of stuff that Faye would have no interest in. Mountains. Rainforests. Snow.

Stark smiled into that kiss and moved himself closer to get on the bed.

"There is a lot to see. Since I haven't traveled much before. I was always nervous..."

He still was, often, but it got a little easier every time he went somewhere without serious incident.

"I'd like that. Very much. Maybe somewhere warm, when it gets cold again."

Snow wouldn't be so bad if it were viewed through the window of some nice, warm lodging. It was pretty if you didn't have to be out in it. But somewhere warm would be better.

"We can look into it," Faye decided, since she certainly didn't know a lot of currently-available Earth locations off the top of her head. "Maybe over Christmas."

Since Faye didn't understand Christmas, really, anyway, but last year there had been attacking candy canes and she had just gotten here. But even if those didn't come back, she was pretty sure it was usually cold.

Christmas meant lights and snow and gifts and occasionally attacking decorations, right? What else was there?

"That would be good," Stark agreed. "It's cold then. Snowy." Full of vicious inflatable reindeer and roaming strands of lights. "We'll think of somewhere warm to go."

"And," he added after a moment, "I thought, tonight, we could go to dinner?"

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"Like a little date? That'd be cute," Faye decided, eyes already alight with the idea of going out shopping for something to wear. "I'd love that."

What a shame it was that she turned into a tall, purple, leggy bird upon saying as much.

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