Kitchen, 33 Apocalypse, Sunday Afternoon

[tyler_gone]

Moving cross-island via rickshaw, Tyler quickly learned, fucking sucked. His futon barely fit in the back of one and as for the number of trips he had to make ... well. Let's just say he was glad he had a philosophical objection to material possession.

Though, for a guy with a philosophical objection to material possessions, he sure had a bunch of stuff. He filled what he hoped was a last box with kitchen items (pots, pasta, the good coffee) and sat at the table to write a quick note before officially moving out.


Murdock & Miss Bennet -

My address after today is 13 Griffin Way. Nothing personal, just need a little more space.

Murdock, the official papers are in the manila folder right under this note. Use your landlord powers for good.

I hate giving up the Apocalypse address, but all good things come to an end.

Later -

T. Durden

Tyler sighed as he added his keys to the stack of papers on the table. He'd make one last check of the bathroom, and then he'd be gone.

[OOC: Open to housemates or anyone who'd have reason to visit him.]

Comments

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

"I suspect you would know, if you did," she smiled gently. "Such things aren't subtle, from what I understand of them."

[tyler_gone]

"I did offer to strip in lieu of rent," Tyler offered, omitting the context.

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

Eliza's cheeks were pink, but she nodded. "Perhaps the arrangement flows the other direction?"

[tyler_gone]

Tyler took pity on her. "It was a joke. Really. My clothes will stay on and I have to pay for cable."

He tilted his head to the side. "You haven't run into Lindsey yet, have you?"

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

"I was teasing, as well," she admitted. "See how cultured I've become? I can refer to such things in an offhand manner. I don't believe I have met anyone of that name, no. Does she teach?"

[tyler_gone]

"She's head of security for Tony Stark," Tyler explained. "Like a babysitter with a gun."

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth had to consider that for a few seconds.

"No," she said finally. "In that case, I can say that I certainly haven't met her."

[tyler_gone]

"You should talk to her sometime," Tyler said, having an idea but not wanting to say it just yet,. Wasn't his house to rent out rooms in, after all. "Will you be okay here, or should I get you a rickshaw to the hotel?"

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

"Do you know when it is that she works?" Eliza asked. "I will be fine, I thank you. I may have to further explore my options, though I should hate for the new landlord to lose his only tenant so quickly."

[tyler_gone]

"He'd deal," Tyler said, not incredibly sympathetic. "If you did want to stay here, no one would think twice, though. And sorry, I don't know Lindsey's schedule. I met her Thursday but I bet she's there every day."

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

"This just means I shall have to get out more," Eliza decided. "My sister very strictly informed me that I lacked proper socialization, and Jane is never wrong about such things."

[tyler_gone]

"Define 'proper socialization,'" Tyler requested. He was pretty sure he wasn't, by any standards any sister of Eliza's would use.

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

"I sit in my room, I read books, I am a horrible wallflower," she confessed, eyes twinkling. "I've only been to one ball all term, and a wedding at which I wore something completely unspeakable. I shall go back to Longbourn and discover I've forgotten how to make small talk at all."

[tyler_gone]

"That doesn't sound like a huge loss," Tyler claimed. "Seriously, small talk?"

[OOC: Night!]