He wouldn't have minded having a house to himself but if there wasn't any free space, Rhys could learn to adapt to a roommate again. During college, it wasn't bad having a roommate around even if they may not have been around. That was a very different living style too. Rhys grew use sleeping around a decent sized group of people. His moogle was quietly flying around examining the things already in the house. He had been mildly curious about his roommate and if he encountered the other. Rhys would try to get some information from him. Anything from him make some kind of connection. They didn't need to be friends but company wasn't bad to have.
The man's current Job is an engineer. The salary man has out his puppet of ancient design and is slowly tinkering at it. He wished for new tools or anything technology related. There had to be a way to research a few more things. The ancient design had confused him at first. There was an itch that needed to be scratched. Rhys was good at rebuilding robots and hacking into computers. He needed a technology fix of some kind and maybe he wouldn't feel to be in a somewhat funk. Was it really a funk? That never happens to him. A sigh leaves his lips as he sits back running his left hand through his hair.
Because I thought this was a good idea...
He wouldn't have minded having a house to himself but if there wasn't any free space, Rhys could learn to adapt to a roommate again. During college, it wasn't bad having a roommate around even if they may not have been around. That was a very different living style too. Rhys grew use sleeping around a decent sized group of people. His moogle was quietly flying around examining the things already in the house. He had been mildly curious about his roommate and if he encountered the other. Rhys would try to get some information from him. Anything from him make some kind of connection. They didn't need to be friends but company wasn't bad to have.
The man's current Job is an engineer. The salary man has out his puppet of ancient design and is slowly tinkering at it. He wished for new tools or anything technology related. There had to be a way to research a few more things. The ancient design had confused him at first. There was an itch that needed to be scratched. Rhys was good at rebuilding robots and hacking into computers. He needed a technology fix of some kind and maybe he wouldn't feel to be in a somewhat funk. Was it really a funk? That never happens to him. A sigh leaves his lips as he sits back running his left hand through his hair.