Lemuel Prigent

Felix had been out for a quick run. Just something to clear his head and center himself. Usually he was left alone when he was out in public. But as the by ambled towards him, he found himself raising a quick eyebrow in curiosity. “Why do I have a feeling that quick isn’t so quick?” He asked, clearly amused.

“But yes, you may.”

Lemuel looked at the other for a moment with a soft smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “Because with me quick is never really quick,” he bit his bottom lip and looked down before bringing his eyes back up. “I was wondering what is something you would want to make sure someone who was visiting saw or did?”

Kate smiled. “if you give me more context instead of just the question I might be able to give you an answer that you suit you better.” She said

“Oh, erm do you mean just in Vannes or Breton as a whole?” she asked for clarification.  “In Vannes the museum is excellent and it has a great section on the history of Breton which is really good.  And….well I have always enjoyed walking in the Jardin du Vannes which has a lovely rose garden area in it.  Otherwise, well I think it depends who we are talking about.”

“honestly, my favorite place to eat is home.” She smirked. “Restaurants are good but you never get tired of a simple home cook meal.”

Marco was shocked to hear that the man thought his idea was a good one. He thought that his idea was pretty plain and common, but he appreciated it. “I’m glad I could help, I didn’t think that I would be able too.” He knew what he liked, and the park was one of his favorite places to go. “So what do you do that you needed to know that?”

“Noted.” Waverley would ensure that when she looked into the paint night, she looked into attending one with wine and not one of the kid friendly ones. But she made note of the fact there were kid friendly paint nights as well. Maybe someday she’d have a niece or nephew to take to one of those events (if her brother ever settled down and claimed or knocked up some submissive). Or maybe someday she’d even have her own children to take to a paint night. It sounded like it could be a really fun thing to do with kids. “Do the paint nights ever have specific themes? Like a Van Gogh night or a Bob Ross night or, uh, a Degas night?” If there was ever a Degas night, she’d be the first to sign up.

It was a relief that he hadn’t completely wasted the other man’s time, though he supposed it was not his responsibility to come up with ideas for travelers. It was hardly his area of expertise. “I’m sure you get to see a lot of interesting things planning for tours.” 

Elle grinned up at him with the comment and gave a small half shrug. “It’s easy when your friends happen to run some of the best places around and you basically gave me an open window for bragging rights. But I’d be surprised if you didn’t have some of those places on there. I mean, J2 is on its way to being an institution and I’m having to elbow tourists out of the way as it is.”

Morgan pulled her sleeve down wiped across her cheek as the man sat down beside her.  A sniffle broke the silence after his question as she shook her head.  She wasn’t sure if she meant to say that she wasn’t ok or that he didn’t need to be sorry.  Maybe she meant both.

“J-just um rough day at work–really rough day at work,” she hiccuped before chewing on her bottom lip.  She hated being out in the open like this, sobbing and vulnerable.  “Do you love what you do?  If you work, I mean.”

He wanted to reach out and put an arm around her for comfort but he wasn’t sure she would like that so he refrained from doing so. Instead he remained where he was, his eyes on her trying to figure out a way to help her. He hoped that lending a listening ear would at least do something, it was something he was good at when he tried.

“I mean they could but unless they have the exact same colors I do it would be a bit pointless,” she shrugged though it was irritating her.  “It’s just so silly, they only cost like 5 Euros each anyway.”

As he listed places off, Daisy now completely wished she had this sort of compilation when she first moved here to Vannes.  And she was grateful that he offered all these names to her even though they had just met.  Honestly, the interaction went by so fast, she felt a little whiplashed.  “You’re so knowledgeable about these things.  How do you know about all these places to go and things to do here?”

He couldn’t help but cringe, shrugging. “I mean.. Perhaps a tour of some of the estate grounds for heads of houses, or the King’s estate grounds perhaps? There’s some great history and architecture there? I tend to avoid most of the touristy- type things though myself since I prefer less crowded areas that mostly locals keep to.”

The moment that the other male blushed, a grin overtook Tien’s features. He loved seeing a submissive blush, and didn’t that just make this one even more attractive. With a nod to his acknowledging Tien’s advice, he leaned in toward the submissive a little more with interest. “Well, it’s a shame, that. I guess I can give you a list of bars that are pretty great to visit. That might be all I’ve got, as I’m sure people don’t purposely want to visit a hospital, and that’s where I spend the majority of my time.” His eyes ran over the features of the man before him. “However, are you telling me that you might keep my actual answer for your own personal reasons?” The question was teasing, but he was enjoying the other’s company and was wondering if he could manage yet another blush from him.

Lemuel had to admit to himself he did enjoy how the other grinned the way he did, there was something about it. He felt his heart beat a little faster when Tien leaned in towards him, his whole body coming alive. “If they knew they might get to run into you they might want to visit.” He knew he should think before he spoke but it was something he had never really been good at and often his thoughts came out in words. Biting his lower lip gently he nodded his head ever so slowly, “I am telling you that that Sir.” His voice was a little lower as he said it, his eyes remaining on the other male.

Kate smiled at the question. “That’s not an easy question…. Is hard to talk about everyone and even harder to find something they would all like to experience so I would have to go with something easy like good food, something that would appeal for most of them.”

Marco listened as the man asked about a good spot to send someone that was visiting, “Um…” He needed to think about that, because he didn’t really do a lot of different things in town, especially not touristy things, but he had some places that he liked to go to. “I’m not sure if this would be of any help to you, but I like to go to the park and take in the sights. There are always some vendors there to do a little shopping and get some great street food there.” He didn’t know if that was what he was looking for, but that was all he could offer. 

Ivy looked up from the bench where she sat studying for her next class.  Her eyes widened as she saw the man in front of her, “I guess, is it going to be a hard question?”