workout in the mornin' workout in the evenin'

[defenestration]

Who: Adrian + the folks who live and/or work at House of Ego
What: Terribly important meetings
Where: House of Ego
When: Backdated to Monday
Notes: There's no workout room (terrible oversight), so the living room will have to do. Accost Adrian with mundane business, ogle his tiny purple workout shorts, etc.
Warnings: Tiny purple workout shorts?

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[goodeintentions]

Aimery headed into the living room all set to tidy up, with one dustrag draped over his shoulder and another in his hand, but he stopped just inside the doorway when he saw Adrian. It wasn't lust or desire (maybe a little) that stopped him in his tracks and made him stare, it was envy. Veidt was like a living sculpture. No matter how hard he tried, how good his diet was, Aimery doubted he could ever have that kind of muscle tone, and if someone walked in on him wearing scandalously small shorts and naught else, it would be his scars they stared at not the body they were on, if they stared at all.

But damn it was nice to see. After a moment or two he cleared his throat, making sure to set his gaze on Veidt's head so as not to appear to be ogling. "Apologies, Mr. Veidt, I didn't realize... the living room was occupied."

Turning around and walking away immediately was probably more awkward than that, right?

Aimery & Adrian: a secret revealed

[defenestration]

After the very interesting discussion with Lex and Aimery in the living room, Adrian decides to cut short his workout and asks Aimery to join him in his penthouse. He pulls on a short purple robe (mostly out of respect for Aimery's modesty) and directs the man to follow him into his bedroom to the closet.

"You understand that I'm expecting absolute secrecy from you. Mr. Luthor is the only other person who knows about this. If you can't promise complete discretion, that you can be completely trustworthy, then you had better tell me now."