.32 Looking for a chauffeur?

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[If you're out and about in the street you'll see Hesam, adjusting his leather gloves and leaning back against a limousine, looking irritated. It's probably not doing well for business but hey, what're ya gonna do?

Luckily he seems to know French but his pronounciation is terrible and definitely going to annoy anyone who can speak it fluently.]

Oh yeah, real funny. I get it. I'm laughing on the inside, Castle. Really. I am.

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[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

hm. No, I didn't. Lemme guess, they sold pies?

I spend some time around Wildkat and the Lux. When I wasn't at work. [Or hiding in his room]

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I was the baker there. For a short time, actually.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[amused] You bake?

I admire anyone who can make a meal without burning the place down.

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

I can. I cook, too.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Girls must dig you.

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

My girlfriend's pretty okay with me.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

well that's good - she's gotta be the only one that matters right?

[thoughtful] Did you meet her here or...before you got taken?

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

Before.

Have you met someone here?

[ Conversation helps him forget the guy is basically his driver. ]

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[Hesam is right there with you, Stefan. This feels a lot like servant work.]

Me? Nah. Got a few people on my case about it like that Cupid guy. But you know, people leave so much anyway, what's the point in trying. Or the castle'll drive them insane just to get back at you.

[clears his throat] sorry.

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

...Cupid? As in, the Cupid? [ well, they haven't met ]

No, it's -- we weren't together at the time when we both arrived but we got back together. Why not, right? Even if I've been kissing everyone I meet this week.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

Uh yeah. He says he's a God.

[have another laugh] Oh yeah, I can't imagine that's gone down well.

So you're glad the castle took the both of you? [ He's glad Roya hasn't been taken too even if he does miss her.] Kinda dangerous place for romance, you know?

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

...I am. Should I feel guilty?

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[Long pause as he thinks about that, tapping fingers on the wheel]

No. Nobody should feel guilty for that. Being alone never helped anybody.

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

You should've talked to me a year ago - back home a year ago. I would've said, being alone helped me.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

Maybe it makes things easier.

[glances at him in the mirror] But then you wouldn't have someone to test your cooking skills on, right? [grins at]

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

I had a best friend. She died.

[ he thinks about that for a second. ]

She was in the castle for about a month.

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear that, man.

At least the castle brought her back for you? Even if it was only a short time. Better than nothing?

[Damn Stefan. Way to be a downer.]

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

Actually? Yeah. Took me till -- took me a while to see that. At least I got more time, you know?

[ Upswing, how about. ]

Do you have any friends from home in the castle?

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[nods at the answer then hesitates to answer as he focuses on driving for a moment]

Yeah. Peter Petrelli, if you've heard of him. We were partners at work for about a year give or take a few months. He's a pain in the ass but I'm sure he counts as a friend.

You got anyone other than your girlfriend with you?

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

Haven't. [ But he meets him later today! ] Sometimes, friends are pains in the ass. It comes with friend territory.

My brother. My girlfriend's friend. My ex girlfriend. Her other friend, my best friend and -- my brother's friend came and went.