07-14-2017, 07:55 AM
Navana lifted a pale brow at the question. "What's weird about you? Come on, Ryan, what isn't weird about you!? I mean, you're always, always nice and smiling even when I'm being difficult. You seem to buy into the whole 'let's play family' thing that this place is forcing on us, and seriously, you act like it's nothing at all".
Finished with his dessert, Navana stood and made his way back into the den and flopped onto the soft leather couch. He picked up the game controller but didn't unpause the game. He continued to listen to Ryan and made himself comfortable.
"Nah, I think I'm the sanest person on this island", he retorted back, though not as harshly as he usually would have. "See im making the right choice by doing what I think is right. Freeloading with a stranger, or rather you since well we did just agree to get to know one another, and planning my life for once I'm away from this place", he shot a smug grin Ryan's way.
"No one ever said that taking advantage of a good thing was crazy. So I shall be staying here, as not only is it big, its secluded".
Navana felt somewhat giddy for some reason. Maybe Ryan had slipped something into the dessert? he wondered, then shook his head... Nah, the guy was too nice.
He once again listened, watching Ryan from the corner of his eye, and turning his head when the man had said that he had once been a Marine.
"Wow. Okay, I can admit that you really have the look for one, but really? You just don't seem the type. You aren't gruff enough", he had turned his attention fully to the other male now, dropped the controller onto the floor and maneuvered his own slightly shorter, leaner frame across the couch's arm so that he could be close without being....well close.
"You actually prefer farming to being a Marine!? Man, that's so lame", he exclaimed suddenly the frowned at himselfas he thought for a moment. It was possible that Ryan had had a dramatic experience right?, " Umm, well... I mean I guess you have your reasons."
He decided to grasp onto a topic change, for his own sake. "New York, huh? I visited once, when I was a kid. Don't remember much of it really, just the really tall buildings, the Statue of Liberty, and a candy store called...Uh, I forget, but yeah it was nice".
He really didn't remember it well, as it had been so long ago, when he was eight and a social worker had toured him around a bit as they waited for his uncle to meet them.
When Ryan made to comment about the Xbox he perked once again. "Is that so. Well how about a game of black ops. Bet I beat you hands down". He moved to the TV, and rummaged threw a stack of games to the side of the stand.
"I know some French, Italian, and German. If you win, I'll say anything you'd like in whatever one you choose. If I win, you have to make me brownies. Deal?", he figured that was a reasonable bet for a first time gaming session. Plus he wanted to check Ryan's real skills before using this bartering system to his advantage. That was, if Ryan even agreed.
Finished with his dessert, Navana stood and made his way back into the den and flopped onto the soft leather couch. He picked up the game controller but didn't unpause the game. He continued to listen to Ryan and made himself comfortable.
"Nah, I think I'm the sanest person on this island", he retorted back, though not as harshly as he usually would have. "See im making the right choice by doing what I think is right. Freeloading with a stranger, or rather you since well we did just agree to get to know one another, and planning my life for once I'm away from this place", he shot a smug grin Ryan's way.
"No one ever said that taking advantage of a good thing was crazy. So I shall be staying here, as not only is it big, its secluded".
Navana felt somewhat giddy for some reason. Maybe Ryan had slipped something into the dessert? he wondered, then shook his head... Nah, the guy was too nice.
He once again listened, watching Ryan from the corner of his eye, and turning his head when the man had said that he had once been a Marine.
"Wow. Okay, I can admit that you really have the look for one, but really? You just don't seem the type. You aren't gruff enough", he had turned his attention fully to the other male now, dropped the controller onto the floor and maneuvered his own slightly shorter, leaner frame across the couch's arm so that he could be close without being....well close.
"You actually prefer farming to being a Marine!? Man, that's so lame", he exclaimed suddenly the frowned at himselfas he thought for a moment. It was possible that Ryan had had a dramatic experience right?, " Umm, well... I mean I guess you have your reasons."
He decided to grasp onto a topic change, for his own sake. "New York, huh? I visited once, when I was a kid. Don't remember much of it really, just the really tall buildings, the Statue of Liberty, and a candy store called...Uh, I forget, but yeah it was nice".
He really didn't remember it well, as it had been so long ago, when he was eight and a social worker had toured him around a bit as they waited for his uncle to meet them.
When Ryan made to comment about the Xbox he perked once again. "Is that so. Well how about a game of black ops. Bet I beat you hands down". He moved to the TV, and rummaged threw a stack of games to the side of the stand.
"I know some French, Italian, and German. If you win, I'll say anything you'd like in whatever one you choose. If I win, you have to make me brownies. Deal?", he figured that was a reasonable bet for a first time gaming session. Plus he wanted to check Ryan's real skills before using this bartering system to his advantage. That was, if Ryan even agreed.