Thread: Tranquility Lane {Mercury & Yen}

If you ever want to shake a man's world view, prove to him that the woman he'd fallen in love with is a goddess. Alex had certainly found it quite a shock. The weird part was, when it actually happened it didn't lead to any of the sort of stuff you'd usually expect. No am I really good enough for you? No do I get to live forever? And not a single religious quandary. His only question was whether or not she'd prefer if he proposed in a more Roman fashion or if getting down on his knee and presenting her with the ring was would still be fitting. Admittedly, he was a little surprised she was with him but it wasn't because she was a god. He was a naive farmboy through and through and yet somehow or another he'd managed to find himself with a woman whose sexual proclivities could have shocked porn directors. Admittedly, he'd caught on quickly. A while back he might have thought that things were moving too quickly and probably shouldn't have been happening before they were married. As it was he was starting to discover that he had quite the dirty mind given half the chance, even though she still seemed to outclass him at the drop of a hat in that department. He wasn't quite sure how he'd gotten into this idea of hers. There was always something working behind the scenes with her. He got the distinct feeling that most of what she did was planned out better than she let on, though he'd gotten used to simply letting her have those decisions. She picked where they were going and eased him into the idea of working on some great new religion of hers, and in return he got to make a few key decisions of his own. For instance, how little she wore while cooking Saturday's breakfast and what they'd be doing afterward. Still, he could be a little skeptical now and then. Well, he'd already been a little skeptical then but he was definitely going to be skeptical now. Are you sure this is the place? He asked Amelia as he stepped out of the car. It wasn't that it wasn't a nice neighborhood. He was rather of the opinion that the word picturesque was invented after Tranquility Lane in order to describe it. And it wasn't that they didn't fit in. It just seemed like an odd place to start her plan off. Not to mention the fact that the house had nice big windows in a lot of rooms, which kind of seemed like an issue considering their usual home life. Still, it felt like it could be a good fit. He'd have to get used to it a little bit though. Just like his goddess he was ever so slightly out of place. For one, he was the only one here with 9 fingers as far as he could tell. Alex had worked in an auto factory after leaving the farm and had lost his left pinky in an accident. Technically it wasn't his accident but a man gets caught on a conveyor belt and he tends to count himself quite lucky if someone like Alex was around. Alex wasn't the type who could stop himself from helping a friend in need. Luckily the rest of his fingers still worked fine. oddly enough his wedding band covered up the scar on his ring finger. He was also the only person whose shirt was currently stained in motor oil but that was the car's fault for breaking down on the drive down here. Alex's features tended to fall a little short of divinity, at least by comparison with Amelia. He had the rugged good looks that would have done wonders on the silver screen if it wasn't for the fact that he'd never really developed a good way to deal with audiences or cameras. His speeches at the factory once he became foreman were always short and to the point. The thing about Tranquility Lane is that a new couple is the sort of thing that DOES draw an audience. Lot's of new acquaintances ready to greet them to the neighborhood. Fortunately for him they seemed willing to taper things off so that it was just one or two of them at a time. When it came to small groups Alex was a master. It wasn't that he was a particularly good conversationalist or anything. But he did have a smile that dared you not to become his friend within five minutes of meeting him.