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]

There was a brief pause in his work at the mention of wasted potential, caused by his own concern that he was wasting his. Except Aimery's drive to do something for 'the world' had exceeded his capabilities and what little he'd accomplished had been taken away from him. He had far more power now, without the courage or direction to do something with it.

Adrian's calling himself the smartest man in the world, however, jogged more pleasant memories, and he chuckled in return. "Actually, I've a friend who said he was the smartest man in his world, too, and dressed in costume, but that's where the similarities end. Eddie described himself as a," Aimery stood and held up his palms, more in a jazz-hands style than air-quotes but with the same intent, "reformed theatrical villain- I think he was mostly seeking attention."

He shrugged and looked back at the costume a moment, "Even if he'd noble goals like yours, I doubt he'd be half the hero Ozymandias is."

Is or could be, Aimery wasn't sure, but Eddie in that costume was a hilarious thought regardless.