Jan/Feb Catch-All Log for Neal Shenanigans, and a Network Post

[conning]

Who: Neal Caffrey, OTA
Username: johnrobie
When: Jan/Feb
Where: ALL AROUND, and on the Network
Summary: Neal poses a question about housing to the off-world folks, offers help with money management, and invites them to a house warming party. And tangles with the TDM prompts from January and February (tba). ...Also, he proposes to Malcolm. And invites Rue and Hob on a double date.

Warnings: N/A at the moment other than Neal and Malcolm probably being gross.


NETWORK POST (post-reboot) - UN: johnrobie

Question for the assembled:

If you could have any kind of living space, ADI sponsored or not, what would it be? Asking for a couple of reasons. One being that I've been here for almost a year and a half and while communal living is nice and everything, a genuinely private space is--to me--preferable.

I've been thinking about the people who came here from other places and have ended up staying long-term. Where they live, why they live there, what the trade-offs are. And whether or not it could be worth it to invest in ourselves independently to create some housing that's, y'know, ours.

And to that end: House warming party on the 31st, bring a favorite dish or drink. Standing invite to anyone who can see this. If you're one of us, you're welcome to come. Alcohol is also welcome. (Non-alcoholic beverages will be available and people can bring whatever else they want.)

Oh, and: if people want to talk at any point about how I was able to buy a house, I'm happy help with financial advice. I only started out a thief in a past life.

[Insert address and time here.]

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Comments

[conning]

"The obvious response is Sherlock," Neal says, looking at his own finger in slight wonder for a moment before looking back up at Malcolm's face. "But I think Dupin works better. You're more than worthy of the first modern detective hero."

[abrightboy]

Malcolm laughs. “Gil calls me Sherlock Freud,” he admits. He reaches out and touches Neal’s collar. Fine fabric, beautifully made. It’s nicer than what they saw in the play.

“They let you borrow their good costume too? You are a smooth talker.”

[conning]

He ducks his head in a little grin, the kind of motion that Malcolm by now knows well. Pride, hidden behind an attempt to not show he cares too much about his efforts being noticed.

"I commissioned it, actually. Rue helped me--a newer resident."

[abrightboy]

"The owl on the network that makes clothes?" He smiles, running a hand along Neal's shoulder. "It's beautiful. Do... do you get to keep it, then?" Because if he's still wearing it when they get home.....

[conning]

"I do," Neal says, and kisses him. "Why?"

[abrightboy]

Malcolm tilts his head slightly, a smile twitches at the corners of his mouth.

"Because... I like it. In a way I'm not comfortable expressing in a public place," he says looking up at Neal from under his brow.

[conning]

Neal grins slowly, kissing Malcolm again with a little more heat. “Well, then,” he murmurs. “Should we pack up?”

[abrightboy]

"As long as I'm not... interrupting anything else you had planned," Malcolm tells him with a shy smile.

[conning]

Another kiss. "No. All the important things have been covered. At least, all of the important things that have to happen outside the house."