SCOUTS HONOR

Haus of Perses will forever be my first love, so with that I am going to be taking a hiatus from it and reopening after the holidays (that's a few months down the line).  I started a Jamberry business and we have our busy vendor months coming up, so I will have next to no time to promote / reply / actually be anything supportive in this group until after the holidays.  I want to give this group as much of my love as I can, so I will be changing things around, but not until after the holidays.  For those of you who are dedicated to staying you're more than welcome to, I can hand over any/all mod control to Rae and Kay (and anyone else for that matter).  I just don't want to be that person who's total shit because lifes too busy (i'm excited for my new business but at the same time there's a LOT of stuff I have to do to make it successful).

I'm still around Tumblr though, i'm still writing, so if you read this all know I will be back to Perses in 2018!  If you'd like to continue to write alongside me you're more than welcome to join my group (I only made the group because I missed playing a female and couldn't think of a way Perses would ever allow them).  So yes, although i'm signing off of these accounts it is NOT a forever goodbye.  I will be back after the holidays and if you're around and still writing I want you to be a part of the family once more <3  The following are ways you can reach me:

islandoferos.tumblr.com <--- the group, please join if you want to continue to write with me because I love you all.  It’s just so established and amazing so I thought it’d be easier than trying to pull this group from the ashes (I need total energy to do that and will have it when vendor season is over).

@kennedyadams​ @austinbelmont​ @eliasxchase​ @mrwylder​ @kalinadimitrov​

Seriously message ANY of those accounts at ANY time and I will reply <3 you are more than welcome to ALWAYS keep in touch with me!  I do hope you guys join so we can continue to be a family, but I understand if you don’t want to (just please do still talk to me).  Like I said, this is not a forever goodbye but more a see you later!  I will be around to fix this place up once my life settles down (or my business fails which would absolutely kill me inside).

I miss you,

Please keep in touch.

I love you all and look forward to the day I can bring my men back into the Haus!

Chance felt that twinge turn into warmness as he grinned at the other. “And the same goes for me.” He frowned at the next sentence out of Rhett’s mouth. “I thought he was with you still. He-he hasn’t contacted me in a long time.” Honestly, Chance assumed the two were still together, traveling around and working. He assumed Tony would be coming back that day but it seemed that wasn’t happening. His frown was helped slightly by the attention he was giving Rhett. Chance had missed teasing Rhett more than anything. “That sounds like the perfect day to me.”

“Oh bar fights.” Noel laughed. “I’ve been part of so many of those.” He admitted. “But most of them were for petty reasons and a second later I was sharing a beer with the guy. But I have to say I’ve ended up in the police station a couple times.” The fisherman sighed. “I bet you could write a book with all the memories and stories. Some people might want to read all of those.” 

Dante smirked slightly. “I think we could. But I would argue that people get a lot of use out of what you come up with. If they didn’t this place wouldn’t exist right?” He chuckled. “Sometimes when I am. I’m not one to just go grabbing a guy. I want them to be interested in me as well.”

Dante nodded, he understood having things to do. It seemed his list was always growing and not shrinking. He chuckled as he looked at the other. “That’s always a hard question. Basically everything technological. I like design the most. Designing software, apps, everything you can think of. Sometimes a little mechanical engineering when I’m tired of the numbers and codes.”

Chance’s eyebrows furrowed into a red catepillar. “You wouldn’t want to see me all ugly?” The redhead questioned feeling a twinge of pain in his chest but shaking his head and letting that catepillar relax into two normal eyebrows. He smirked slightly at the other. “But next time it won’t be as long right? I was starting to think you found another staff member you liked more than me.” Chance teased, kissing Rhett’s jaw. “Speaking of you being here. What do you want to do the most now that you’re home?”

Noel made a face at the thought of someone giving him sheep’s blood as a thank you. It was probably such a normal thing to whoever did it like him and the fish, but it was so off to everyone else. “Maybe it was part of some sort of enchantment. That’s the only reason I can come up with or some new form of beauty product.” The blue eyed man suggested. “That’s nice.It sounds like an interesting job and a very important one.” Noel scratched his jaw. “Where’s the craziest place you’ve ever been?” 

Noel looked damn right offended by that statement. “Seriously? Where I’m from it’s basically a given that you use fish as gifts. If anyone invites you to their home, you better show up with a big fish or else you’re not getting invited ever again. It’s our own version of a bottle of wine.” The fisherman explained and nodded, listening to Rhett’s recents trips to recruit people. He could imagine how entertaining the man’s job had to be. “How often are you traveling around the country? Do you do international tours as well?” 

Again Rhett had to laugh, customs were so different across the globe so it made sense.  "I was once gifted a vile of sheeps blood."  He remembered that night well, "i'd thought this person was haus material and that's how they repayed me, gave me this huge laundry list of reasons that blood was beneficial, but I couldn't get over the fact that had it just lying around in a bottle....what the hell happened to the sheep ya know?  I think that was one of the only times i've actually taken an invitation back," it was rather creepy he wasn't even going to lie.  "I do it all, talents not only in the states after all, and for however long my body can manage.  This past one I was gone for over a month, but it's pretty taxing on the body so I need breaks every now and then.  Luckily the Blackwell's allow me to work them into my schedule."

“Knowing this house I would actually. Though you should probably get some sleep as soon as possible.” He smiled casually at the other. “I always had a deep appreciation for those early morning flight takers.” Dante laughed, “I think sleep is the least overrated thing on the face of the Earth but work keeps me up always it seems.”

"I've still got a few things I need to do before I pass out, drinking this coffee is top of the list though," otherwise he wouldn't function properly and then would end up crashing before he accomplished all that he needed to.  The most important thing being that he needed to see Chance, to at least hold him in his arms, "what do you do for work?"  He might as well make conversation as it always helped the coffee go down smoother.

“Good.” Chance laughed softly and leaned his head into Rhett’s hand. He let his hand make a small fist in Rhett’s shirt, holding it tightly as if to remind himself continually that he was actually back. He chuckled when Rhett looked at him like a specimen. “I am better now. Just a bit of a cough. Typical chest cold they said. So it was good you weren’t here so I couldn’t get you sick.” The redhead replied casually with a shrug of his shoulders before leaning into the man. “I’m glad. I’d be happy if you never left again.”

Phew, knowing that it was nothing more than a mere chestcold, although it sounded like a pretty significant one, made Rhett feel a little better about the entire situation.  "Ah yeah, I don't think we're at the part in our relationship where I can see you all snotty with phlegm and-" he gave a kind of nervous look at the thought of seeing one of his lovers at an all-time low.  He would have persevered though if need be and taken care of him, that's just how much Chance had meant to him.  "We both know that eventually i'll have to ship out again, it's all in the job," Rhett had tried his luck as an on resort staff before but he was far more suited to be on the road.  "Guess that just means we've got to make the best of it while i'm here right?"

Noel admired the fact that Rhett claimed to know every recruit’s name. He just wondered if it was actually true or just a thing he said to everyone. “Indeed.” He smiled and then nodded. “That was a wise choice. You can fish the best and biggest fish, but if you don’t know how to properly cook it would become a total waste. I should have cooked it for you, but I’m glad to hear you found someone to do it.” He nodded. “Have you been up to Alaska lately?” 

"Eh, you'd already gotten the job offer, your work was done."  Besides, it's not like Rhett hung around with any of the recruits for too long.  You did things like that and attachments formed, bonds and friendships that he couldn't quite understand, case in point the beautiful Chance to whom Rhett loved and adored.  "I'll admit though, that's the first and only time someone has ever given me a damn fish for a thank you."  Which was kind of hilarious and a reason why this asset definitely remained in his memory.  His question though had Rhett unable to do anything more than frown as he shook his head, "can't say i've made it up there all that recently.  I kind of hit midwest for a while, figured there had to be some gems hiding in those mountains."

Chance looked at the other like he was crazy and shook his head. “You know I could never forget you. You’re too important. I don’t know if you remember, but I don’t have that many important people in my life.” He murmured before watching the man’s face carefully. He noticed the soft inhale but didn’t say anything about it. “No, I got sick and they didn’t really want me getting more people sick so I was confined for a while.” And lonely. But he didn’t want to say that. He didn’t want to say that it killed him not hearing from Rhett.

"I remember," he spoke simply as he ruffled a hand through the others hair before pulling him towards him so that he could give him a kiss on his temple.  God he had missed Chance so much, his love for the other evident in even just the simplest of touches.  He was so unbelievably over the moon for the other, "sick?"  He gave the other a worried once over, his eyes scanning the others body as he of course thought the worst.  "Are you better now?"  Fuck, Chance had gotten sick and Rhett was nowhere near to take care of him?  What an asshole, "i'm sorry."  He wrapped an arm around him and tucked him in beside him close, "i'm sticking around for a while, the Blackwell's owe me that much."

“Good morning.” Noel replied with a soft smile and sipped his own cup of coffee he ordered to go. “Do you remember me?” He’d met Rhett when he was recruited to work at the Haus, but he knew that the other traveled to a lot of places and recruited guys left and right so he wanted to make sure if Rhett remembered him. “Alaska. About a year ago. I gave you a long tuna for you to cook as a gift.”

Dante did most of his work in the morning. He had a laptop and a coffee cup in his hand as he sat down in the dining hall, surprised that someone else was here. He nodded at the other. “Good morning. What has you awake this early?”

"Would you believe me if I say I haven't really been to bed yet?"  He asked with a slight laugh knowing it was kind of lame, "my flight got in not too long ago," and he was far too anxious to see Chance to really be able to sleep.  What if in the time he'd been away the staff had forgotten all about him?  "Sleeps overrated anyways," he chuckled taking another sip, "what's got you up so early though?"

Chance didn’t know what had happened. He didn’t know if he could ask. And from the way Rhett was talking, he didn’t want to push it. So he didn’t. Not now. Not yet. He was just happy to have the other here. Chance leaned his body ever so slightly into the older man’s. “You make it sound like it was possible for me to not miss you.” The redhead hummed quietly before opening his mouth again. “You’re okay right?”

"A boy like you is resourceful enough to figure out ways of going about forgetting someone," he teased as he took another drink, so completely content now that he had Chance by his side.  "Good, yeah, of course, just-" glimpses of the past month flashed through his mind causing Rhett to take a soft inhale, "it's definitely time for a break."  He offered the other a smile as he patted the others leg, "what about you, anyone steal your heart while I was away?"  Of course it was nothing more than a teasing way of asking him what he'd been up to.

Chance was so close to pouting when Rhett asked who he was. His face was already getting all red but he couldn’t stop from smiling. Just seeing Rhett made him smile no matter how much he was trying to keep it reeled in. “I would’ve been okay with you waking me up.” He murmured into the hug. “I would have been very happy to be woken up by you actually.” Chance admitted before shrugging slightly. “I was keeping my ears open for any word on you.”

"I uh," what could he tell Chance that would make him feel better about not talking to him for at least two-three weeks.  He was good about keeping in touch when he first left, but then things got a bit insane and he found himself in no way of calling.  There were few things that actually shook Rhett, but this past month was something that'd stick in his memory for a while to come.  "Sometimes it's better when you don't hear from me," it sure as hell beat what was actually happening.  "I'll remember that for next time though," he nodded looking towards the other, unsure of what Chance had been doing since they'd last talked.  "Kind of sounds like you miss me though," he teased as he sat back down to nurse his coffee though wasted no time in pulling Chance beside him.

Of course Chance was searching for the man as soon as he got word he was back. His bright red head sticking like crazy as he had just woken up. His mouth was open as he was about to say something when the other talked. Of course it was cool and casual and it had Rhett shaking his head. “You’re gone all that time and all I get is a ‘good morning to you too’? You must not have missed me.” He remarked with a teasing grin.

"I'm sorry, who are you?"  Rhett asked, trying to make it out that he didn't recognize the other, but the hidden grin on his lips proved just how happy he was to see the other.  "I didn't know if you were awake yet," he stood up as he placed his coffee down on the table so he could wrap the redhead in his arms pulling him in for a tight embrace.  God he'd missed him so fucking much, more than Chance would ever understand, "I guess word traveled fast that I was back..."  Not that he minded, right now he wanted nothing but to hold Chance in his arms forever.