Post by SASCHA LANDVIK on Jan 12, 2017 20:15:46 GMT -6
Work was..long. There really wasn't another way to explain life right then. Sascha seemed to be spending more night in the office than he did in his own bed, and, for someone who loved their sleep, it really wasn't ideal. Tonight was the first night in a while that he had to himself, but, somehow, he couldn't bring himself to go straight back to his apartment. The cabinets were bare and the fridge was probably no better. He didn't even want to think about the state of his liquor cabinet. Grocery shopping this time of night was out of the question, but there was a way he could fix at least one of his problems.
Knockturn Alley was the same slimy street it always was--dark, dank, and damp. Still, he picked his way familiarly along the twists and turns trying to decide just where he wanted to go. Before he could decided though, out of the darkness came a bright beam of light, red and white reflecting against the buildings.
"Icarus! When's the last time your skin saw the sun? You're almost blinding down here."
Post by ICARUS ATLAS QUEEN on Feb 16, 2017 11:02:13 GMT -6
Without thinking at all, Icarus shrugged. He liked working and he found himself working more and more. His family was taken care of and so not much else mattered. He missed seeing all of his friends, but given that he only had about two, it wasn't the worst thing. Maybe everything else would just fall into place?
"Oh. Probably the last time I had quidditch practice." He added with a nod. "When was the last time I convinced you or Dmitri to come by the house? Your name sake has started looking for you." Sasha was a generally happy child and it worked well for Icarus. When it came to picking godparents, it worked out just fine. Icarus had picked two males and Jasmine had picked two females.
Post by SASCHA LANDVIK on Feb 19, 2017 18:47:51 GMT -6
He could definitely believe that. Aless was pretty pale, but he couldn't imagine being inside for that long. When you're naturally the shade of a sheet, it was probably less of enjoyable experience. It wouldn't surprise him if Icarus burst into flames every time he went outside. That would explain his hair at least.
"Oh, I don't know. Probably the last time there was only one Sascha around? Don't get me wrong, your kids are great, but kids in general just kind of make me...itch. Dmitri has been stuck at work lately. Hopefully we can both get away seen to come see you guys though."
Post by ICARUS ATLAS QUEEN on Apr 24, 2017 19:48:38 GMT -6
It was true. Kids weren't for everyone. Icarus shrugged without being too concerned about it. "There is always the joy of I think my kids are awesome. But people without kids might not want to be around them. And that's totally fine." After all, if he didn't have his kids and his wife, he probably wouldn't want to be around kids either. As it was, he much preferred his family now. When it came to friends, he had Dmitri and Sassy and that was it. He honestly just didn't care about anyone else.
Post by SASCHA LANDVIK on Jun 17, 2017 18:59:59 GMT -6
This is why he liked being around Icarus--even though he was married and a father and some form of adult, he was still a person, or, if he did judge his friends for not being half as well-adjusted at he was, he didn't let that show. Most of his other friends had been lost the second they got married and had actual responsibilities to take care of. "Maybe I can talk Dmitri into bringing his kid or something. She's a little old for a playdate, but she does a pretty good job of entertaining herself. I've still yet to figure out where he picked her up, but we've both managed to land ourselves with an adopted child it seems."
Post by ICARUS ATLAS QUEEN on Jul 23, 2017 18:02:44 GMT -6
Dmitri had a kid? That made Icarus pause before he finally nodded his head. "Oh yeah. I forgot he joined the dad club." Once Sascha had a kid, they'd all be in the dad club. "Maybe she can babysit or something." He stated with a shrug. It was right that the Landvik's had adopted a kid. "How do you just end up with a fully formed kid? Did he....steal it?" Then again, she wasn't trying to run away or anything, right?
Post by SASCHA LANDVIK on Jul 25, 2017 1:37:45 GMT -6
"That's a very good question, Icarus." Sascha was a little fuzzy on the details himself. Dmitri had started explaining the situation a few times, but Sascha never full understood what had happened. Of course, he wasn't sober for most of those times, so he followed even less. "I think it's more she found him. Somehow talked him into taking her home with him," he shrugged. "If that's not manipulative enough to be one of us then I don't know what is.
"What about your kids? Are they walking yet?" Gross. When did conversations between them turn into family talk? "Actually, why don't you tell me about that over a drink?"
Post by ICARUS ATLAS QUEEN on Sept 1, 2017 23:42:12 GMT -6
Really, he had tried to keep a straight face. But instead he started laughing. "That's brilliant. Probably the only way I'd ever see him as a parent is a small child telling him that he's her parents." Because none of them screamed 'parent material'. Even as a father to two, Icarus was hardly enough of an adult to be in charge of the kids. Most of the time, the kids were with Jas or a sitter. But he was working on getting better with them.
"I second drinking." He added with a head nod. It'd be better to get some form of alcohol into them. Ordering drinks was easy and only took a matter of moments. "They are. It's a handful. We've got the twins, Octavia, and then Jasmine brought home a small boy. So the kids now out number us." He wasn't really sure about the new child, but Jasmine seemed to like him. And he helped out.
Post by SASCHA LANDVIK on Oct 9, 2017 23:36:19 GMT -6
Sascha wouldn't help but narrow his eyes a bit at the phrase "brought home a small boy," but he'd just recounted his own story of Dmitri bringing home a random child. So was there really much he could say? Instead, he just shrugged, deciding that was yet another story he needed to be slightly intoxicated before hearing.
Finally making his way inside the building, he picked a spot at the bar where he would be closest to the alcohol. "You never, I never thought we'd become this people. You're married with kids and a business. I have an actual job and a child that's semi-dependent on me. It's like we've actually become some sort of sudo-adults with responsibilities and mortgages. It's weird."