James
I'm up for it any time actually. Depends if u want ur character to get busy with someone else's in the meantime -<-
Anna
There were certainly some peaks (pun intended) to living in what's essentially just a cave nestled in the heart of solitude. Of those peaks - one of which was not having to wake up to the morning sun screaming in your eyes - though, of course - this was perhaps only a benefit to one who had become accustomed to this particular location - as Ametrine was up bright and early before the sun crested over the eastern horizon, sparing only a moment to check on Romeo - who remained fast asleep through the greater part of the morning as his skywing host got ready for the day - rekindling the flames of the furnace, taking a trip to the market for more materials, and even coming back just in time to make breakfast for the both of them - this time holding off on the seasoning, even if he relished the sandrain's sensitivity to spices - it was like hitting him over the head without having to hit him over the head - especially when he said something a little too flirtatious for his own good as he walked the line between being a comfort and being a nuisance.

For breakfast - Ametrine had gathered fresh scavengers from the butcher - already washed and skinned only moments before he had arrived. He, of course- had to add *Some* Spices to it - though he held off on adding anything that might *Burn*, settling on salt, garlic powder, cumin, and a pinch of coriander - just enough so the meat had flavor, but wasn't overpowering. Alog with scavengers on skewers, the two would be enjoying a delightful assortment of sliced and roasted pumpkin, and a myriad of mushrooms that Ametrine picked simply because it looked good- not in order to impress the headache inducing guest he had roped himself into entertaining... *Only* Until he found his own place to stay - or so that's what he told himself.

When everything was ready - he slinked to Romeo's door - giving it a few hard, resounding knocks before cracking the door and peering his snout inside. "It's time to get up. You certainly can't be lazi

Ng about like this *All day*." Romeo didn't even have to see the cloud of smoke venting from Ametrine's nostrils - he could *Smell* It. "Five minutes. I you aren't up in five minutes, I'm going to kick you out." He huffed, turning to leave, the click of his talons halting for a moment as he caught the door with the tip of his tail. "Oh... And I guess I made breakfast too." His tail slipped from the opening in the doorway, and he continued back towards the location for the morning's breakfast - which was the opening of the cave so they could watch the sunrise over the mountains - it was one of his *Favorite* Parts about getting to live here- and it'd be criminal not to share it with Romeo, he figured. 

He had everything lined up neatly- with near perfect presentation on their individual plates - his back towards the cave as he took in the view of the sunrise, whose colors complimented his scales - which were far too pretty for someone with such a sour attitude.
Joseph
The impacts against the door already made Romeo twitch, burying his snout deeply into his pillow while holding onto it tightly with his talons, relieving an unpleased moan into the softness which still kept him halfway in the realm of dreams. *"Wwwwhhyyyyyy-... You were just so nice yesterday-..."* He complained muffling into his pillow before turning on his back- nearly falling out of the bed that's how close he was to the edge. Though as he heard the words *I made breakfast* Romeo declined the five more minutes and forced himself on his legs, nearly all his red pigmentations seemed to have wandered down to his tail where they would colour it nearly completely red- maybe that was his individual way of showing moods? After all- he couldn't change his entire colour like normal rainwings. As still slumbering as he was, Romeo eventually came out of his room taking the wall he was sliding again as support for his heavy walk. He rubbed the tiredness out of his rubies with his wings, before leaning them back against his side. Then Ametrine fell into his view, in an instant Romeo's ears pointed up before he forced himself to walk over to him while still pulling his tail after himself. "Morning your grumpiness" Romeo hummed, taking a seat beside him to observe the gleaming orange drawing up the mountains further and further. A gaze to his side at Ametrine would have hun just the same experience, again he was staring over him... And smiled while doing so. "-you just woke me from a very nice dream I had... You could've waited at least for couple more moments" He complained again after a pretty long moment of gazing over Ametrine. Then a specific smell caught his nose. He figured that it must've been another meal- he recognised the sharp seasoning... Tho it was way less than yesterday- he also recognised other ingredients... But couldn't guess what meat the smell reminded him of.

"By the way-...I thought about something... I could go to the city centre today with my guitar, maybe that's how I can get slightly more known before finally being given a real job as a musician~ and besides I'd bring some coins home for sure as well" Romeo explained his idea pretty enthusiastically to Ametrine, expecting him to agree to his idea- and so having that warm hopeful feeling in his stomach again... Could also be his hunger tho.
Anna
Ametrine simply rolled his eyes to Romeo's groaning - what a dragonet - he snorted as he walked to the cave entrance - giving a huge yawn towards the rising sun as if he were fixing to swallow the golden orb in the sky whole just as Romeo *Finally* Made his way outside. "It took you long enough... But... I suppose you aren't necessarily late. How *Unfortunate* For me." He rolled his eyes once more, gesturing with a talon to Romeo's plate of food. "Please - cry me a weary river - you can't chase your *Real* Dreams when you're asleep - anything you achieve there is utterly pointless." He huffed, picking up a slice of baked pumpkin and plopping it on his tongue- chewing as Romeo spoke and keeping his eyes on the rising sun. "Good. I've had you here for all of maybe 15 hours - I'm eager to have you out from under my scales again." He thrashed his tail to the right - in his head, gears turning as he tried to predict the future like a prophetic nightwing- deciding on where the best location in the city center and time of day among other things as his eyes widened for a moment before squinting in disinterest once again. "I suppose I could bring my paints and supplies along too... Not that I really *Need* The work like you do - but it might draw a few more eyes to your little performance." He felt Romeo's eyes stinging into his scales like a pinprick of sunlight focused in on an ant by a magnifying glass. "Aren't you going to watch the *Sunrise*, Romeo?" He hissed before taking a bite from one of his skewers. "And you have that dumb expression on your face again - I thought I *Told* You to stop looking at me like that." He flicked his tail and snorted at the sandrain. 

"And *Eat* - if you're going to be a street performer today - you need eat." He pushed Romeo's plate closer to him with enough force it bumped against his talons - a clever way to get him to stop *Staring* At him like that. "You can't sing any pret- I mean - pretty terrible songs... On an empty stomach." He

Nodded dutifully as if he had just performed the smoothest save in Pyrrhian history- but his face caught more red in the light of the sun than is *Usually *Did. "Not to say your singing's bad- I'm sure you can get a gig or something with ease - the talent in the plaza isn't particularly endearing or *Any* Good." Something tugged at him that whispered to compliment Romeo - but he simply wasn't having it - no way did he need the ego boost this early in the morning - plus he'd never let him live it down that he had complimented him.
Joseph
Again he rubbed his eye with one of his wings, having to yawn just a second after Ametrine as if it would be some chain reaction. Romeo's smile slightly loosened to a- slightly more disappointed smile in fact. He curled his own tail around his talons while trying himself to let out smoke through his nostrils as a sigh of beings slightly pissed- but only small strings of steam got blown off right away by the warm morning wind. "Wow someone stood up with the wrong talon... Or did you step on your own tail while doing so, hm? I'm allowed to dream of something that I won't have so soon!" Rome closed his eyes before turning away with his head while talking, trying to seem just as pissed off as Ametrine happened to be yesterday- but looking more pathetic while doing so... After all the sun will always be there even when it's not shining. "Shooing me away? Yesterday you even asked me to stay- or was it just because I was too pathetic and fragile to be sent out in the rain again?" An inner snicker got stuck in his snout, waiting for a grumpy answer of the dragon he had this particular, weird- still heartwarming dream about. It's sad that he could barely remember it already-...They're fading like water in talons as soon as you're regaining full consciousness. Buuut- his gaze obviously flickered back as soon as Ametrine mentioned coming along with him. Maybe it was the thought which made him hope for Ametrine not coming along just for new ideas- but to have an eye on him. Ooh- he already felt another song itching his throat to be sung out loud as his eyes felt on Ametrine's face once again. Again getting lost in his thoughts about how they could spent their time in the city Romeo nearly overheard Ametrine's questioning hissing. "Ah- yeah- my I forgot how much you despise attention..." *But oh Ametrine-....You are my sun* His inner voice smacked him couple of times for his missed chance of rizzing this skywing.

He had to even giggle at the thought he missed to anger his *Friend* Once again... Maybe once he'll get the message. One day, when one of us will be brave enough. Just as the plate hit Romeo's talons he sunk his look again before even being able to stare back up at the sunrise. Oh how that food tickled his snout. Except for his throat now also his stomach seemed to be singing along with his voice. As Rome is Rome table manners weren't really his thing- so as he was shoving one crispy pumpkin slice after another in between his jaws he still continued speaking, slightly muffling tho. "Hm~! Does that mean that I'm so far the best singer you've met so far~? Oh you're such a Charmer Ametrine... You are so terrible at letting your words handle your feelings- but I'm glad that your cooking isn't disappointing me though~" Romeo just swallowed nearly all the pumpkin slices which he pierced together with some of the mushrooms as well- and leaving the best for the end sliding the well prepared scavenger meat of the skewers. He looked pretty pleased this time, even smiling while having his cheeks full of Ametrine's meal. He was enjoying it more than the cook did himself... And so was he enjoying the existence of the cook more than the cook accepted himself, that part of Ametrine which was still getting held back by this seemingly unclimbable mountain of grumpiness.
Anna
All he could think upon seeing the small - admittedly pathetic puff of smoke coming from Romeo's nostrils - was how disgustingly adorable it was - he wanted to throw up - but before he could make avid note of his total and utter disgust at what to him appeared to be mockery- if only for a moment, his face twisted into a pained, concerned frown. "N-no that's no wh-" When Romeo smiled his face soured immediately - realizing he must've been just messing with him. Moons - if this were any other dragon, he would've used his tail to knock his food all over his smug snout... But all he could manage was another pitiful cloud of smoke. "And - you can dream... Just don't drown yourself in the unobtainable." He snorted nodding his head - though keeping his eyes trained - a glimmer of curiosity in his dark amber eyes. "What was it you were dreaming about... Just- for conversation. What will you lose?" He brought a talon up and scratched his neck - terrible at playing like he didn't care - or rather more terrible at it as the minutes passed.

Ametrine could *See* The sound boiling over in Romeo's throat - it was a look he'd seen once, but never forgot, the same look e gave when he gave Ametrine his *First* Serenade just the night before - he groaned, rolling his eyes as if to wordlessly say 'please spare me' as he ate a mushroom - eyeing the way the sandwing picked through his plate like a dragonet - at least he was a relatively well-behaved dragonet and he didn't have to scold him for not eating his vegetables - he snorted and simply nodded at Romeo for getting something right for once - his tail curling to the left in a pleased manner at *Finally* Being *Understood*. 

Oh moons - here he goes again - he shook his head is a disapproving manner - pressing his talons on his forehead as if in anguish. "I simply said you weren't the *Worst*- you've got... Talent." He muttered the last bit - averting his gaze from Romeo's entirely - as he stared away and to the floor beside him - on

Ly occasionally glancing at Romeo to see the stupid smile that plastered his face as if he knew damn well he'd look over just to check on him - even if it was simply to make sure he liked the food- hissing an insult that wasn't really an insult - "Pretty boy..." Before eating a few more things and stretching his wings in the sunlight - letting the golden light shine through his wings like the fine facets of rubies as he warmed himself for the day- only the thought that being closer to Romeo would probably make this faster had held in his mind for a second more than he was comfortable. "Alright - get your *Instrument*..." He closed his wings with a flap - and once the plates were clean and gently nudged Romeo away with his snout as if telling him to 'go, do it now' - but in truth he just didn't want Romeo to get burned - he didn't do his dishes in the traditional manner - no - not at all. 

He rubbed his talons together and with all the heat from huffing, puffing, and blowing clouds of smoke that'd make a coal-fired plant blush - he shot a burst of powerful flames at the two plates- instantly vaporized the surfaces and leaving them sparkling clean with a dignified scoff of approval before taking them back to the kitchen and collecting a canvas and some paints- looking over the colors as he thought what Romeo had been thinking - he didn't care for going - he just wanted to see *Him* - the thought almost made him crush the small tubes of paints in his talons with enough force to send paint splattering everywhere- but he evaded such a crisis with quick thinking and pushing his thoughts down a little deeper so it was harder for them to find him on their little outing today.
Joseph
His tongue wandered over his claws and between his talons, concentrating on getting the last bits of taste into his mouth- to Ametrine's pleasure this must've meant that this meal really came to his liking. "Since when are you caring for something so *Unobtainable*? You'd call it stupid, pathetic or something in that direction again, hmpf!" Romeo was flicking his tongue couple of times around his mouth trying to obtain at least the gorgeous taste for as long as possible, which already lasted longer than the memory of his dream-... He suddenly choked on his own spit -what a moron- by hearing the barely hearable comment of Ametrine. "Pfff- *Cough cough* -that must've been the wind right? How naughty of him to say that- tzh tzh tzh-" Teasing Ametrine for every compliment he made towards Romeo he watched how wings of seemingly elastic rubies spread and reflected the warming gold- Ametrine could swear he saw just for a blink of an eye that Romeo's jaw opened on the sight before speaking "Pretty boy yourself- I wish I had such-" *Wings* Now he remembered. Wings brushed against each other as the both of them experienced the golden hour above the clouds, flying together above the never ending golden fluff- just to stop in place to turn to each other and-... He snapped out of the day dreaming, finally remembering what happened in his dream by the simple thought about wings- before getting shooed to the side by Ametrine's snout. Romeo agreed to his gesture with a nod before turning away from the sudden blast of heat, which he still observed while going back down the corridor. 

Romeo just clipped his leathery bag closed around his hip -both bags in fact- each of them hanging from one side of his hips while having his guitar stuck in between two belts on the back where the belts came together.

He just sorted hit notes in a notebook before letting it slip back down into his back, then noticing Ametrine on the other side of the room packing his own supplies. Romeo's rubies eyes wandered over to Ametrine's talons which nearly resisted his consciousness and squeezed the tubes he would've needed for today. The sandrain took one deep breath and already cursed himself for pulling such a cocky act- but he walked over to Ametrine, sat down before laying both talons on Ametrine's. Romeo's ruby eyes wandered up to his while hoping he wouldn't flinch away- that he would have enough confidence to at least let Romeo have the slightest worries. "Let's- make a compromise, if I'll tell you about my- *Terribly embarrassing and so unrealistic dream...* Will you tell me, but with honesty, what is so much on your mind?"
For some reason Romeo already painted it out to himself- what if Ametrine also thought about him the same way he did? Maybe he should leave the last part of his dream away-...If Ametrien should let his curiosity win against his current moral of being still slightly distant.
Anna
Ametrine hissed at Romeo's childish excuse for *Not* Telling him. "Since when did you become such a brat?... And here I was praising the fact you were at least eating your vegetables since you pick through your plate like a picky dragonet." He shook his head 'for shame' he thought as he jumped - startled at Romeo's coughing- but upon realizing the reason and the fact he wasn't choking to death, he simply turned with haste, ignoring Romeo's teasing - or rather trying to. "Don't spoil this for yourself - *Musician*." The word rolled off of his tongue like a terrible curse word- only feeling the red creep into his face a little more tenaciously when Romeo complimented him - to that he didn't hiss or protest - only curious at what Romeo was so lost in thought about - though shrugging it off as he got ready. 

Paints, brushes, pallet, canvas, charcoal pencil - he packed all of them neatly into a bag that he would be able to sling onto his back - almost forgetting his easel - which he hastily tied on - hoping it wouldn't fall and be lost and certainly broken forever somewhere in the valley below. He was just about to put it on when Romeo snapped into feeling before field of view - his warm talons holding Ametrines again as he fought the instinctual urge to pull away - his lips curling into a snarl as he breathing hastened. Deep breathes - deep breaths - deep breaths. He took in a deep breath and let it go - trying not to let it manifest as blowing a cloud of smoke and soot all over Romeo's face. He *Wanted* To get along - he wanted to talk to him- he simply felt like a prisoner within his own scales - every scute and cell screamed at him to pull away - to blast Romeo with a face full of fire for being so arrogant - to do *Something* Other than sitting there, looking at him dumbfounded - it was a feeling akin to being paralyzed with fear - if it wasn't already that sensation in the skywing's own - odd way. 

He tilted his head at the fact Romeo's dream had been *Embarrassi

Ng* - pft - every dream this dragon had was probably embarrassing - especially the ones where he probably stood in a mirror and practiced his awful puns and pickup lines - the thought alone making Ametrine smile before snapping back to reality at the sandrain's question - his eyes squinting and a look of fearful uncertainty washing over his face. "W-what do you mean? There's *Nothing* On my mind - why do you think there's something on my mind other than wanting to occasionally turn you into a pile of pretty ash!?" He snapped - feeling that defensiveness crawling up his throat again hotter than any fire he could produce- and a look of shame fell over him - his wings drooping at the fact he had yelled at Romeo. "I'm... Sorry- I..." He gave an annoyed, frustrated sigh - and squirmed in place - feeling as if his scales wanted to pull from his body all at once. "*Listen* - I... I'm unsure how I feel about you..." He blew a cloud of smoke towards the floor, tightening his grip on Romeo's talons as if he were struggling to tear the words out of himself. "I haven't *Talked* To someone this much in a long time... I haven't... Silently laughed at stupid jokes with someone like this in... *Forever* - and your jokes are still terrible by the way!" He corrected quickly - only meeting his eyes to say that before they fell back to the floor. "I'm scared of how I feel about you - I wonder if I should've shooed you away the night you came here - if I should've just... Burned that blank canvas before I had a chance to capture your likeness on it. Maybe then... I wouldn't be feeling so... *Awful*... Awful about how I talk to you." He looked conflicted, confused, and scared - he hadn't divulged this much *Ever* With *Anyone*