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In the end, he decided against the brownstone and chose a flat in the East Village. It had always been somewhere he was more comfortable than the Upper East Side or any of the fancier neighborhoods. From the son of a whore in the slums of London, he'd risen to become a courtier at Versailles, then a gentleman of the South, easily mingling among the various strata of society, but the upper echelons always made him twitch with their hypocrisy. The aristocracy--even when born out of the American bourgeoisie--never changed.

The East Village had been gentrified during his imprisonment, until it was trendy and expensive, but it still kept more of a bohemian vibe, and part of him couldn't bear to actually move to Brooklyn.

The flat was in an old pre-war building on Avenue C. It had high ceilings, exposed brick, and hardwood floors throughout. The kitchen was small, but since he didn't cook much, it didn't much matter. A fireplace nestled in one wall in the living room, and the price came in solidly under one million dollars so he was pleased by that as well. He paid cash, took the keys, then set about having some of his things transferred from Montreal. The furnishings he picked out himself--reds and browns to compliment the tile and brick, a large sofa across from the fire, a comfortable chair by the window, a table and two chairs tucked in a nook. He turned one bedroom into a library, lining three walls with bookshelves that reached to the ceiling with a futon against the fourth wall for any guests. His bedroom he did in shades of blue and grey, with a feather bed and down comforters piled on top of a King size bed. He never wanted to sleep on a thin mattress on a cot again. If he didn't sleep much, it didn't matter. The bed would be comfortable, dammit.

When it was done, he was pleased, or as pleased he could be about being in the City. It wasn't a location Bob would think to look. They all knew about his money, they'd look somewhere more posh. But this, he decided, suited him just fine.

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"Unfortunately, many people get them when they are drunk. Which is not a good reason to get one." Something in his voice says he knows something about this. He looks at the symbol. "I wonder how long this will last? I haven't marked myself up with a marker and let it stay on long. It usually takes much scrubbing."

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"Not a good reason at all, no..." He glances back at him, with a bit of a frown. "I have no idea how long...a week, maybe. Two."

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"We won't scrub it, per se." He's glad Adam didn't ask the obvious. He kisses Adam shoulder not on top of the mark, but next to it.

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"Right," Adam says with a nod. "Just regular showers, not trying to get rid of it like you might otherwise..."

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Hiro nods in agreement. "What does one do for food here?" He's starving and his stomach lets them know it.

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"Usually go to the fridge or call for take out?" Adam says with a slight grin.

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"What's in the fridge?" Hopefully not leftovers?

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Adam considers for a moment, then gives Hiro a rueful look. "Not much, really. Milk, beer, sodas...I haven't gotten to the store in a while."

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"So what kind of delivery is there?"

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"It's Manhattan, carp," Adam said with a laugh. "Pretty much anything you want. Pizza, Chinese, Italian, Indian...those are the closest places."

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"Indian or Italian? Definitely not pizza. I'm not in the mood for pizza."

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"Indian," Adam says after a moment. "Indian sounds really good..."

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"Agreed. Chicken tikka sounds very good right now with samosas."

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"There's a menu on the icebox," Adam said with a smile, that looked a bit lazy and as if he was debating just whether or not he was hungry enough to actually get out of bed.

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Hiro vanishes, then comes back with the menu. "Mmmm, this place looks really good. Chicken tikka....mmm."

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Adam rolls over on his back, smiling a bit. "It's really a very good place, yes. I think I'm going for the Rogan josh."

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"Mmm, and samosas. Naan?" He is lying on his stomach next to Adam with the menu. He reaches over to the nightstand and picks up the cell phone. He dials the number than hands it to Adam.

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Adam takes it, waiting 'til they answer and placing their order, including samosas and two orders of naan. After confirming the order, he tosses the phone aside, settling back down into the bed with its comforters and pillows.

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Hiro snuggles in next to him. "I very much like this bed."

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Adam chuckles. "So do I, carp. I thought it might even get me to sleep, and sometimes it manages it."

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"How little do you really need to sleep?"

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"Need? I don't know. I've gone days without any harmful physical response, though I find my mind tends to get more scattered if I don't at least get a couple of hours to let my subconscious work things out in REM sleep," Adam says with a shrug, "I like sleep, still, though, so I've never pushed to see..." He trails off, because Bob did, once, before eventually giving up.

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"Sleep is nice, when there are no nightmares. I am finding it harder to sleep, though. I think my internal clock is messed up. So, what is the longest you ever slept?"

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"I think I slept around the clock, once. Or perhaps longer...it's possible some of the things I took for death were just prolonged periods of unconsciousness while my body repaired itself."

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"You have suffered that much damage? To have slept so long to repair would indicate that you had nearly been killed."