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[latino_menace]

Ramon has been finding life almost too chilled recently (he's not good with too much relaxation). And what better place than Milliways to fix that? It also lets him get a ride in so he's outside the bar with Blanco tethered to the paddock fence. Normally he doesn't bother with rubbing him down himself but he needs the activity and he intends to go for a long, fast ride after this.

He'll be back in the bar with a brandy afterwards and is botherable in either place.

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[the_cupbearer]

"Relatively ordinary, as much as I am able," he says. Which is a lot more now that he's actually living in a city, with other people who aren't either gods or immortal. Mostly.

"And yourself?" Ganymede is comfortable sitting up on Orion, not needing to particularly do anything to get him to stay still. They've already had the meeting of wills, and the horse has learned Ganymede does not like to be thrown.

[latino_menace]

'Can't complain. Spending most of my time in the Caribbean.'

He looks tanned. Ramon's happier when he can get into the sun.

'Are you still living in Los Angeles with your man?'

[the_cupbearer]

"With Dorian, yes," he nods. Ganymede is a little darker than usual, but he has been spending time outdoors with Christopher more often as it's beginning to warm up.

"Cities that large are a fascination to me," he admits, combing his fingers through the horse's mane. "So complex, and sprawling. But I enjoy Los Angeles."

[latino_menace]

'Why? It's a total shithole.'

Finished with the horses hooves, he straightens and grabs his saddle off the fence and starts tacking up.

'New York's more fun. Have you been there?'

[the_cupbearer]

"I haven't, though Dorian has told me he will take me where I wish to go," Ganymede shrugs. "We live outside the city, on the beach."

[latino_menace]

'Santa Monica?'

He doesn't know L.A well, having spent his time there in prison, but everyone's heard of Santa Monica.