“ Vespasian sighs "Ugh, your right...I can't hurt those eyes...." he says as he shakes his head. "Guess I'm destined to lose" he smirks showing he's kidding. ”

 “ Vespasian nods "yeah, that's true." he had this overwhelming sense of calm that he hadn't had ever. He usually felt suffocated by his own lonliness and guilt but he was totally just allowed to be normal right now....perhaps this was a good thing for him. No...he knew it was a good thing. ”

 “ Vespasian held out a hand "truce?" he asked smiling ”

 “ Vespasian looked into her eyes and smiled, raising her hand to his mouth and kissing it gently as that is how his mother taught him to seal deals with proper ladies. "Good." he let go of her hand and went back to watching the special, sitting slightly closer to her than he had been, and was totally relaxed. ”

 “ Vespasian nodded "Its determined people like that, that make history." he said smiling "truly admirable, the romans were masters of the sword and stone masonry." he was fairly enamored with them as she could tell "No concern for limits, just progress an unstoppable march towards progress..." he smiled "and their imagination, their ingenuity....just...amazing" ”

 “ Vespasian nodded "Yes that is true, he was a brilliant commander...but I must confess my love of Octavian...the one to unite the empire and seize ultimate power. To put the corrupt senate in their place and to try, and mostly succeed to ensure peace and prosperity for the empire." He adopted a regal tone as if he wanted to emulate the man "To put others in their place, to be merciful but not weak, to be just but not cruel, to be honest but not vulnerable....to be virtuous and yet sensible." ”

 “ "I agree" he said softly as he closed his eyes and yawned, falling back on his sofa. "Tell me more of what you like" he said still paying attention. (can we pick this up tomorrow, i've got class in like four hours lol) ”

 “ Vespasian yawns "nah, its okay....as long as you wanna talk I'm going to...." he starts snoring a little mid-sentence. ”

 “ Vespasian slept well, he slept like he usually did, curled up in a ball as if protecting himself from unseen threats. He was dreaming of women of course. He was dreaming of what he loved about them. He loved their smell, their hair, the way their clothes fit, and most of all the way that they were so...delicate...unlike his rather bulky broad-shouldered frame. He was kicked lightly and tried to jump to his feet in surprise ready to attack the unseen assailant. Unfortunately he was not so deft with his feet or his body mass and ended up falling off the bed, rolling and hitting the table causing a plate of left over chinese food to fall onto his face. "Curse you general Tso" he mumbled through the sauce and chicken. There were worse ways to wake up, and he had had them in the past. At least this one was tasty. ”

 “ (done) ”

 “ *falling off the couch ”

 “ Vespasian cleaned off his face with a napkin and used magic to get rid of the mess on the silk pillows. He shook his head and went into the kitchen seeing it was noon and that meant breakfast time. Soon the aroma of mexican breakfast wafted into the couch area. He had whipped up Chorizo con huevo (egg with sausage if you've never had it) some bacon, some fried potatoes, and tortillas. He set the table with a glass of water, milk, and orange juice as well as with the platter of food. He stretched and went into his room. He disrobed and put on a towel then went through the living room and into the shower. The sound of running water echoed through the room and steam soon poured out of the cracks in the door. He sang softly to himself "there's no feeling like being, edward hyde..." (done) ”