Chocolate Cake and Cute Gays

[Isaiah Riggs]

Monty Green wait what, i wrote a post? New people. New...everything. Isaiah felt like adrenaline had been constantly running through his body since he first heard of the Space People that had joined Mount Weather. His mind raced with thoughts, everything from what it was like to live in space, to what it was like Outside and to little things, like what the people were actually like. Mount Weather was a community and while Isaiah didn't know everyone in it, he wouldn't meet anyone too overly interesting. Everyone grew up the same: trapped into the walls and trying to get on with life even when the claustrophobia kicked in. These people would be different and interesting and there was nothing that grabbed Isaiah's attention more. He knew he wouldn't be alone in what he was feeling either. As Isaiah walked into the mess hall, his eyes locked onto the table where unfamiliar faces sat. Smiles and laughter and eating was what he saw. A lot of eating. The teenagers looked as though they hadn't eaten in months, or like they hadn't eaten good food before. That was something that Isaiah hadn't considered before then but as he watched eyes like up as a girl bit into a piece of fruit, he was suddenly curious about that as well. Pushing back his thoughts for the moment, Isaiah found an empty seat at the table next to the new people and sat down, beginning to fill his plate as he would always do. Meat. Salad. As he chewed on a bite of food, Isaiah brought his attention back to the Space People. His gaze caught on a boy with black hair, looking at a piece of chocolate cake like it was a saviour. Isaiah couldn't help but think that it was the cutest thing he had ever seen. Chocolate cake was nice, but Isaiah liked other food better. Fresh food was his thing, a bit of a given being a farmer. But, really, the cake looked a lot better with how the black-haired boy was treating it. An amused smile settled onto Isaiah's face and he couldn't hold in a soft chuckled, his eyes flicking away before it could be noticed he was watching and took another bite of his food. It wasn't long before the table become emptier, people standing, either done with their food or going for second, and Isaiah eyed the seat opposite from the Chocolate Cake Boy. His attention had begun to move off the cake and the humor he found about it, and onto the boy himself. Most of the Space People looked kind but this one boy seemed particularly so. Without giving himself enough of a pause to change his mind, Isaiah moved from his seat to sit in front of the Chocolate Cake Boy, a soft smile on his lips that only became more amused as he looked at the disappearing cake. As his plate settled onto the table in front of him, cutlery clanging louder than intended, Isaiah's eyes finally came to meet the other boy's. "Hi, I'm Isaiah," he said. A simple greeting. An introduction. Isaiah was going to be polite, welcome the new people in the Mountain and settle his own curiosity in the process. And, he couldn't help thinking, he would get to talk to someone who was easy on the eyes. Not that he would even think of making the conversation anything more than friendly and welcoming. "Welcome to Mount Weather." It was just a stray thought that had run through his mind.

[Monty Green]

Monty hadn't expected any of this when he'd been taken out of that white room, he hadn't expected to see any of his friends again and he hadn't really known if he'd be allowed to leave alive. He'd been taken to mount weather against his will and he hadn't known what the people who lived there had planned for him. It was a relief to find that they didn't mean him any harm and one by one, each of his friends were brought to the room that they were meant to share, after they'd been cleared from quarantine. Monty's favourite place in mount weather was probably the mess hall, the food that they served tasted better than anything Monty was used to eating. The whole time that they'd been on Earth they had been surviving by hunting the animals and foraging, even on the ark they hadn't had food like they were being given here.

Monty's new favourite thing was the chocolate cake that he'd discovered. When he'd first seen it, he thought that it looked good but upon tasting it, he'd found that he'd deeply underestimated the cake. It was the best thing that he'd ever tasted and because of that, he refused to share with anyone, he hadn't even let Jasper take a bite. Everyone who lived in mount weather seemed to be friendly, Monty hadn't spoken to many of them but they didn't seem to be hostile to himself or any of his friends, if anything, they seemed willing to welcome them into their home. Monty flinched slightly when somebody set their plate down in front of him and instinctively pulled his own plate back towards him, curling a protective arm around it as if expecting whoever it was to attempt to steal his cake.

Looking up from his food, he saw that the plate belonged to another man. He looked like he was a few years older than himself and he was smiling down at him. When the man introduced himself, Monty swallowed the mouthful of cake that he'd put in his mouth before he'd been interrupted. "Hey... I'm Monty" he introduced himself in return, a smile appearing on his face as he realised that this man probably wasn't going to steal his cake. "It's good to be here..." much better than being out there with the grounders, he didn't exactly fancy getting stabbed or speared, he liked his body in one piece. "You should try the chocolate cake... It's really good" he let out a chuckle as he spoke, stabbing his fork into the cake a couple of times as his eyes wandered back to his plate. He was pretty sure that Isaiah had tried it before, he lived in the mountain but Monty was also pretty sure that it was a crime to allow anyone to miss out on the opportunity of tasting the cake at least once in their life... As long as they didn't come looking to take some off his plate.

Isaiah Riggs

[Isaiah Riggs]

Monty Green !!!!! It was hard to miss the way that the Chocolate Cake Boy--Monty, he introduced himself as--reacted to Isaiah sitting down. Honestly, it hadn't looked like Monty had seen Isaiah before he'd sat down and Isaiah had been louder than intended. Still, an amused smile stayed on his face, eyes looking down to the way Monty's arm was curled around his plate before flicking back up to the other man's face. It was difficult to stop himself from laughing and held his hand over his mouth for a moment to muffle the sound. I won't steal your cake, Isaiah thought but didn't bother to say out loud. He was too worried trying to speak right then might cause him to laugh more, and he didn't really need to say it. Once Monty realised who Isaiah was, the way he relaxed was obvious, and he wouldn't need to hear that Isaiah wouldn't steal the cake.  Although Isaiah had done nothing to bring the Space People into Mount Weather, he was happy to hear that they seemed to like it there. "And it's good to have you here," he replied, picking up his fork. His intent was to finish off his salad but as Monty spoke again, Isaiah's fork paused in the air. Isaiah had tried chocolate cake before. He remembered being a kid and his parents limiting how often he could eat it. He remembered many birthdays where names and ages had been written on the icing. While it wasn't his favourite food now, Isaiah's eyes sparkled as they glanced down to Monty's plate. Gosh, it was tempting. Not because of the actual cake, but the offer against the way Monty had reacted to Isaiah's arrival. He was just curious to see how the guy might react if Isaiah took some of his cake.  If the adrenaline-like feeling and general joy hadn't been running through him like it was, Isaiah probably would have considered it but done nothing more than that. Jokes and fun were something he enjoyed but something of this degree took a push of confidence he didn't always hold. Today, however, was different. Fork still in hand, Isaiah reached over and sliced the utensil through the cake. "Cake is good," he said as began to bring the bite of cake back towards him. At least Isaiah hadn't spoken his thoughts aloud earlier. He didn't tend to like going against his words, making them into lies in the process, and so he felt a lack of guilt to his actions. The smile stayed plastered onto his face, his heart beating that little bit harder at doing something he knew he shouldn't--as little and silly as that thing was.

[Monty Green]

Monty was glad that the man seemed so welcoming and willing to speak so openly to him, it was nice to meet new people. There wasn't much chance of that when so few of them had been sent to earth, everybody knew everybody among their group, at least vaguely. He was a little embarrassed that he'd seen so jumpy when Isaiah had first approached him, but in his defence, the man was being unnecessarily loud and he'd been absorbed in eating his cake. "Are you people always that loud?" he decided to ask the man, recalling how he'd placed his plate on the table and spooked him. Eating cake was an art... At least, Monty thought that it should be and it required a quiet, peaceful environment so that he could avoid choking and could take his time and savour the food. Distractions weren't needed nor wanted if he was honest... Even if he was grateful for the company.

Monty continued to watch the man, expecting him to continue with his own meal but instead, he reached forward and Monty's eyes flicked down to his place as his fork cut through his cake and Isaiah took a piece for himself. The smile that had not left his face since Isaiah's arrival at his table, dropped from his face and his mouth fell open slightly in a mixture of shock and outrage. 'Cake is good' he barely registered the man's words before he was on his feet, reaching across the table quickly, he snatched the fork out of the man's hand before sitting back down in his seat. He glared at the man for a second longer before bringing the fork to his lips and putting it in his mouth to get rid of the cake before he could try to take it back. He knew that he should've been suspicious of his approach, he'd obviously just wanted his cake, Monty of course had known all along. Trust nobody. That was the only way to keep his cake safe.

"I'm sorry... I didn't invite you to share my cake" he apologised, holding the fork back out to the other man, inviting him to take it back. He wasn't about to share the cake when Isaiah had had his whole life to eat it and quite frankly he thought that it was rude for him to take some for himself without asking first. "I need it you see... For science" he didn't expect Isaiah to believe him but he was willing to use any excuse. "You wouldn't want to get in the way of science, would you?" he questioned him, raising an eyebrow as he spoke. He was sure that the other man was more than capable of getting his own cake, he didn't need to go stealing it from others, especially those that weren't afraid to stab him with their cutlery if he did it again.

Isaiah Riggs

[Isaiah Riggs]

Monty Green Iah's just completely ignoring the science comment. sorry Isaiah did laugh when Monty asked if people were always as loud as he had been sitting down at the table. Honestly, he hadn't meant to be, although he was pretty happy he was for the reaction he got. It seemed the appearance of the Space People was giving Isaiah more reason to laugh. That could never be a bad thing, and so he saw himself having made the right decision in sitting with Monty. With the stress that had come to agriculture with new people to feed, and the general caution that Isaiah had noticed in some of the other residents, it was nice to have that moment of joy and laughter. Just like it was so much fun to watch the way Monty's jaw dropped and his smile faded. It looked like something from a picture book. Isaiah's eyes flicked from the bite of cake now on his fork and Monty's face, taking in the reaction that was pretty much what he expected to get. This guy really loved his cake. It only became more obvious just how much he loved it. The face and the shock, that was expected. For Monty to stand up and take it back, not so much. Isaiah's own face dropped, his laughter softening and his eyebrows pulling together. His eyes were glued to what was happening in front of him. The cake that he had stolen for himself was eaten by Monty. For a moment, Isaiah sat there and then he laughed, a lot louder than his previous chuckles. "Uh..." Isaiah managed once his laughter had calmed again, eyes quickly flicking to the fork offered back to him. "I don't know what space etiquette is like but, um," Isaiah paused, his eyes finally moving back to look at Monty's face, "We don't tend to share cutlery here. Unless we're, well, you know." It was becoming, obviously, a little bit difficult to hide the discomfort Isaiah was feeling at the used fork being offered back to him.

[Monty Green]

Monty could tell that the man was surprised when he took his cake back, but it was his cake and he'd tried to steal it when all Monty had been trying to do was sit and eat his cake alone, in peace and without any interruptions. He didn't regret any of his actions, he actually quite enjoyed watching the expression on Isaiah's face as he took the fork out of his hand and ate the cake himself. "The chocolate cake is really very good..." he muttered around his mouthful of cake, maybe if he forgot all of his table manners, the mountain man would be repulsed and finally leave him to finish his very healthy meal alone. "Just, go get your own cake... I don't share" this time he made sure to swallow everything that was in his mouth, he wanted the man to leave him alone, he didn't want him to throw up all over him... Or worse, his precious chocolate cake.

What Monty hadn't expected, was for Isaiah to start laughing even louder than he had been previously at his actions. Still holding the fork out for Isaiah to take, he didn't understand what was so funny, couldn't he tell that he wanted him to leave. Stealing cake was an unforgivable crime, even if he had been unsuccessful. "It's just a fork" Monty muttered, waving a dismissive hand at the older male, it wasn't like Monty had wanted to use his fork in the first place. His hand had been forced by Isaiah trying to take the cake from him, he never would have had to put that fork anywhere near his mouth if he hadn't pulled a stunt like that. "You scared you might catch something?" he questioned him, meeting his gaze as he awaited an answer and he obviously expected to get an answer.

"In space, we didn't really get food like this" he told him with a shrug of his shoulders "so excuse me if I'm not a fan of sharing" maybe all mountain people had no idea what personal space was, but Monty was a very big fan of personal space and of the idea that each person's food was their own and it is inappropriate to take their food without asking. "It's just a fork" he repeated, throwing it half heartedly across the table to Isaiah "it's yours anyway, I don't want it..." he had his own, eating with two forks didn't really seem necessary and Isaiah was now without a fork and he had yet to finish his own meal. Monty was only trying to be nice and save him a journey to get a new fork.

Isaiah Riggs

[Isaiah Riggs]

Monty Green montiah!! woooo! Monty didn't seem to have particularly good manners, Isaiah noticed. The way he spoke with cake in his mouth and the fact that he had eaten off of Isaiah's fork and then offered it back to Isaiah. Neither of those things would be acceptable in Mount Weather. The residents of the mountain tended to have a high expectation for people to know etiquette rules and behave themselves in an acceptable way. While those expectation probably wouldn't be put onto the new people right away, they would eventually need to fit in. Isaiah wasn't against the idea of helping people out, especially one of the Space People. If he helped out Monty, maybe he could learn more about what it was like in space and outside the mountain. And again, Monty's was a nice face to look at. Less so when he was talking with his mouth full.  Isaiah couldn't manage to agree when Monty said it was just a fork. It wasn't right to use the same fork that someone else had used, unless the two people happened to be a couple and then sharing germs was the least of their worries. Isaiah's eyebrows stayed together, trying to work out how Monty could view the situation any other way. Didn't he understand that it was, without a better word to use, gross? He didn't appreciate the question he was asked either. "Do you usually just go around sharing germs like that?" he said, his voice more of a mutter although he still kept Monty's gaze. "You wouldn't kiss me," he said even quieter, hardly audible. It wasn't the sort of comment Isaiah felt comfortable saying, as much as it was appropriate to the situation. There was a bit of a more positive spin on the conversation as Monty revealed something about space. They didn't get food like cake. Isaiah guessed that made sense, he couldn't imagine there would be many things that they would be able to grow up in space. A lack of space and the harsher environment it would be. A small smile slipped onto Isaiah's lips, his interest in the unknown returning to the surface. "What sort of food did you have in space then?" he asked, unable to help himself. Although his smile faltered when the fork was casually thrown back to him, Isaiah was still feeling a lot more positive than he had when the fork had first been offered back to him. The fork clattered onto the plate but slid off the edge. Isaiah grabbed it by the handle before it could move any further towards him and his clothing. The guy needed to learn some manners.

[Monty Green]

Monty didn't understand what Isaiah's problem was with him offering him a fork, it was just a fork. Granted, it had been in his mouth but Monty didn't get it, not really because he was used to sharing forks with other people. Or at least, he was okay with sharing a fork with Jasper, it wasn't a big deal, as long as he wasn't sick, as long as they were both healthy then it was alright, or that was how Monty saw it. He'd never met anyone who was so put off by the idea of sharing a fork with another person, Isaiah was overreacting and he didn't even have a reason to overreact. "I do..." Monty replied to the man's question, picking up his own fork and stabbing it into the cake that was left on his plate "or at least, I share a fork with Jasper, sometimes we'll share a spoon if we're feeling adventurous" he couldn't help but crack a smile at his joke, he didn't care if nobody else thought that it was funny, he happened to find himself hilarious. He didn't know if Isaiah had met Jasper or even knew who the hell he was talking about, but he didn't care much about that either.

'You wouldn't kiss me' the words were barely audible and Monty almost missed them completely as he focused on getting another piece of cake onto his fork but when he heard Isaiah speak, he couldn't help but look up from his plate and meet the man's gaze once again. There were a couple of seconds of silence before a smile appeared on Monty's face and he let out a small chuckle "not with that attitude" he retorted, chasing the cake around the plate with his fork, but this time he didn't seem to be interested in eating any of it, even if cake was now his favourite food and he was sure that he could spend the rest of his life eating it if he didn't have to eat other things to keep a balanced diet. "I think that you're overthinking this" he admitted, lowering his gaze to look at his plate again "it's just a fork and it's not like you're going to get sick if you use a fork that has been in my mouth, that fork was in your mouth first and I didn't have a problem with it" some people were strange, Isaiah was a person that Monty thought was really very strange at that moment.

Monty heard Isaiah's question and he looked up from his food once again, rolling his eyes "the edible kind" he muttered a reply, but upon seeing the curious expression upon the other man's face, he let out a sigh and put his fork down on his plate so that he wouldn't be distracted by food. "Our food was always rationed and the flavours weren't really exciting, we didn't have cake or chocolate up there, we didn't have animals up there and we didn't have the resources to grow some of the things that you are capable of growing down here" there wasn't much to tell and he didn't know what Isaiah wanted to hear. Space wasn't nearly as exciting as people thought it was, but you only really found that out if you had to live up there, it wasn't anything special. "You don't really want to know what it was like up there, because it was boring and there was never anything exciting to do and it'll ruin your perfect image of what space is like" crushing dreams, that wasn't something that Monty wanted to do, it didn't sound fun, even if it was this guy and he had been annoying him only moments before.

Isaiah Riggs

[Isaiah Riggs]

Monty Green Isaiah's eyes widened at the answer he was given to his question, that Monty did usually go around sharing his germs. That was definitely something that wouldn't be appropriate in Mount Weather and while Isaiah wanted to point that out, to save Monty the pain of having it pointed out by someone in a more aggressive manner, he couldn't quite find the confidence to manage that. With the reactions he had gotten from the man so far, including the fact that the fork had been thrown back at him, he didn't exactly want to put himself in a position where he could anger Monty at all. But then Monty expanded on his answer and Isaiah suddenly saw things in a different light--although there was still the issue of the fork. "Is he your boyfriend then?" Isaiah asked, knowing that it was a reasonable thing to assume. These people from space would have lives just like those from the mountain, and it was the only logical explanation Isaiah could find to freely sharing germs with someone. There was a moment of silence, Monty's gaze on his, where Isaiah felt the horror of having his kiss comment heard. Of all the things Isaiah could have said, and he had chosen to say that. The weight of it just felt more so with the possibility of him having a boyfriend, and of Isaiah not wanting to find an angry partner chasing him down. So Isaiah felt the horror sink in and reasonably expected a bad reaction. Then Monty laughed. Isaiah's face held so much confusion he may as well have said "huh?" and tilted his head to the side in question. His voice just as quiet as it had been when he'd made the kiss comment, Isaiah spoke again, "Well, if I change the attitude..." All he was doing was digging a deeper hole for himself. Obviously he didn't hold that much value on his life, he hadn't even seen what this Jasper looked like yet. Knowing how many times he had also failed to speak when he had wanted to, maybe Isaiah was doomed to always say the wrong things at the wrong times. Isaiah didn't think he was overthinking it at all. He had only met Monty minutes before, how could he think it was fine to share a fork? If anything, Monty was underthinking it. But Isaiah didn't want to argue about a fork so he just placed it down next to his plate and tried not to think about it. He could focus on space instead, and that was definitely a topic that Isaiah wanted to put all of his focus on. Space would be so much more interesting than the mountain. Isaiah almost wanted to roll his eyes, or at least tell Monty that he was asking a serious question but honestly, with how weird things had seemed to be since Isaiah sat down, he didn't find he held enough confidence to do either thing. But Monty continued and Isaiah's face lit up as he listened, even if the answer wasn't particularly interesting. He guessed it was pretty much what he expected, knowing that things would be a lot different in space. "Uh, did you have anything to do with farming?" He had to ask. Isaiah was a farmer first and foremost, it was the thing that took up the majority of his time and attention, of course his main focus would be on the farming side of things in space. "Do you know how thing were grown? Hydroponic farming, maybe?" That was how things where grown in Mount Weather and it would make the most sense if it was how they did it in space too, unless there was some other sort of method they used that Isaiah had never heard of before. "And I do want to know," Isaiah said, "Anything is more interesting than this place." Anything.

[Monty Green]

The whole fork sharing thing was obviously a big deal to Isaiah, if it wasn't then Monty wouldn't have seen the look of surprise on his face when he mentioned that he did share cutlery with other people. He expected Isaiah to start lecturing him about how fork sharing and how gross it was, that was where he thought their conversation was going to go, what he was not expecting was for the man to assume that Jasper was his boyfriend. When he heard Isaiah ask him about it, the first thing that he knew that he had to do was to set him straight, he couldn't have somebody thinking that he was dating his brother. They weren't related by blood but that was still so gross. "Jasper is not my boyfriend!" he shot down that idea before anyone could overhear their conversation and get the wrong idea "he's my brother, not my real brother but he's still my brother" hopefully Isaiah understood that and knew what it meant. People didn't date their siblings, at least... Not in space they didn't and from what he gathered, that wasn't a thing that happened among the mountain people either.

Monty noticed the confusion on Isaiah's face when he laughed and that just brought on another wave of laughter. Their conversation had definitely taken an unexpected turn away from sharing cutlery and cake "If you changed your attitude..." Monty muttered as he finally managed to get his laughter under control "I think I'd find you a lot more attractive if you changed your attitude and ate your own food" he told him, shrugging his shoulders as if he didn't really care much about the topic and as if to prove a point, he picked up his fork again and took another mouthful of cake, this time making sure to chew with his mouth closed. "But... I wouldn't want to give you my germs" this time the laughter was easier to hold back, but the same couldn't be said for the smile that had now appeared upon the young man's face as he went back to chasing the cake around his plate with his fork.

Monty was relieved to see Isaiah put the fork down, maybe that meant that he wasn't planning to continue their argument about sharing forks, even if Monty still disagreed with the older males opinions on it. "I grew up on farm station" he answered Isaiah's question with a smile, he had a few fond memories of his home on the ark and growing up on farm station with Jasper, even if it could sometimes get dull. "I know a thing or two about how things were grown, we did use hydroponic farming... Our methods probably weren't dissimilar to yours" although he wasn't a farmer, growing up on farm station had allowed him to learn things about plants and growing things, even if he preferred engineering over farming. "Living in space isn't as exciting as it sounds, I would have loved to have grown up down here, it just looks so much easier... And there's better food" he suspected that mount weather had their own way of dealing with people who broke the law but he was pretty sure that if he'd grown up at mount weather, he wouldn't have been arrested for a petty crime and forced to wait for the day that he'd be sucked out into space.

Isaiah Riggs

[Isaiah Riggs]

Monty Green Never had Isaiah heard someone so quickly deny that a person was their partner, not as quickly as Monty denied that Jasper was his boyfriend. That was an odd relief that Isaiah felt at hearing that, a relief that he definitely didn't need to be feeling after hearing that this stranger wasn't dating another stranger. It didn't matter to Isaiah, or it shouldn't matter. He did understand what Monty meant, that Jasper was his brother but not in a literal sense of the word. Close friends. While Isaiah didn't have a friend that was that close, he had seen others that were and had read about it enough in books. He guessed it wasn't completely weird that the two would share cutlery. "Okay, he's not your boyfriend," Isaiah said, confirming that he'd heard Monty's words, his hands lifting for a moment with his palms out before they dropped down down onto the table. Isaiah was completely lost on what to do as Monty laughed. His face held the same levels of confusion, although his cheeks had began warming and the blush would be obvious. This wasn't where he had expected the conversation to go at all, and it was honestly his own fault. If he were to be honest, though, seeing Monty laugh and seeing that joy in him--the same joy Isaiah had seen as he ate the chocolate cake--Isaiah didn't particularly feel bad about the conversation taking the turn it did. Monty's words just fueled the growing colour on Isaiah's cheeks, the teasing words causing the older male to glance down at his own plate of half-eaten food and to the fork that sat next to it. It was Monty's comment about not wanting to give Isaiah his germs that led to Isaiah actually picking that fork up again and using it to pick up a slice of tomato. No, Isaiah wasn't trying to impress Monty. Well, that's what he was going to tell himself at least. It was a challenge and what right minded person wouldn't accept it? He brought the fork to his mouth, ignoring the little voice that told him this was gross as he ate the tomato. It was only once he was chewing on his own food that he realised Monty had been eating a lot more mannerly than he had been before, with his mouth closed. It was a good thing to see, or it was good not to see the food being chewed up. Isaiah held a strong stomach but no one wanted to see that. He sort of wanted to comment on it. Good job on eating with your mouth closed. But Isaiah had said enough stupid things already and he didn't need to make this conversation any worse than he'd already managed to make it. There was nothing Monty could have said that grabbed Isaiah's attention clearer than saying that he had grown up on farm station. That meant he would know a lot more about farming than Isaiah expected a lot of the others would. Obviously he had done a good job at picking the person to talk to that day. "That makes sense," Isaiah said, "Hydroponic is the best method when you don't have real soil." He was smiling now, any remnants of colour gone from his cheeks. "Were you going to be a farmer then?" he asked, unable to keep the excitement from his tone. They always needed more farmers in agriculture, and if the techniques were pretty similar...Isaiah needed to wait for an answer before he got his hopes up. "Things aren't perfect here," Isaiah had to say. There were secrets, things that Isaiah knew he couldn't say and that he tended to not want to even think about. They made him feel sick. "And it gets boring quickly. Same people, same events. There's only so much space to discover before you start feeling trapped. Food's the only good thing." If anything, Isaiah would do a horrible job at selling Mount Weather as the place to live. He knew it was safe and warm, and he always had food to eat but other than that, Isaiah couldn't say he saw much that was exciting about his home. Space sounded better. The outside sounded the best.

[Monty Green]

"Not my boyfriend" Monty repeated, just in case there was any doubt left in Isaiah's mind about his relationship with Jasper. He would have to tell Jasper that they couldn't share cutlery anymore, because the last thing he wanted was for somebody else to mistake them for a couple. Isaiah seemed to understand their relationship, or at least the way that he held up his hands made it look like he did. Monty kept his attention on the older man as he noticed the blush slowly start to appear on his cheeks and he bit back the laughter that he was desperate to let out, he didn't want to scare him away by embarrassing him and he'd learnt that laughing at people wasn't the most polite thing to do. He expected the mountain man to lose his confidence at any moment and to just get up and walk away in search of another table to finish his food, he hadn't expected the man whom had made it quite clear that sharing cutlery was gross, to then pick up the fork that Monty had used and use it himself to eat a slice of tomato.

Monty raised an eyebrow at Isaiah's behaviour, it had surprised him, especially since Isaiah had previously refused to eat using a fork that had been in Monty's mouth. "Turns out you don't mind my germs after all" he chuckled, shaking his head a little in disbelief at the man's actions "that's reassuring to know" he looked back down to his plate and busied himself with trying to finish the cake that by now should've been gone but the arrival of the man who seemed to be so interested in talking to him, had distracted him from his food. From what he'd seen, they were making progress, Isaiah didn't seem to care much about germs anymore and they'd moved on to talk about farming. Farming wasn't overly interesting in Monty's opinion, it wasn't something that he liked to talk about on a daily basis and it wasn't something that he was passionate about but he would respect it if it was something that Isaiah was fond of.

He shook his head slowly at Isaiah's question "oh no... I'm not a farmer" he told him, hoping that his words wouldn't be too much of a disappointment to him. "I guess I would've been a farmer if I hadn't been recruited by engineering" he explained to the other man "I'm an engineer, who happens to know a bit about farming" engineering was really the thing that he enjoyed, farming just didn't do it for him, he understood why it was important, he just had no desire to continue with farming when he could have more. "Okay... So what you just described was exactly what it was like up there, apart from the food up there isn't even good" if there had been cake on the ark then maybe he would have enjoyed it up there a lot more. "The only way to really have fun up there was to do something illegal and then even if it's the smallest of crimes, you'd get arrested and if you're over eighteen you get executed and if you're under eighteen, you get locked up until you're old enough for them to execute you" he flashed a smile as he stopped talking, as if he hadn't just killed the mood and potentially killed Isaiah's perfect image of what space was like.

Isaiah Riggs

[Isaiah Riggs]

Monty Green Monty confirmed yet again that Jasper was not his boyfriend and Isaiah chuckled lightly. "Is another guy your boyfriend?" he asked, feeling like it might be the most natural time to ask the question that he couldn't help but want to know the answer to. It wasn't for any particular reason he needed to know the answer. Well, Monty was cute and that joy that Isaiah had seen in him was more attractive than a lot of things Isaiah saw in other people. Even if the guy was making fun of Isaiah a bit and insisting that there was nothing wrong with sharing cutlery. "Or do you have a girlfriend?" he added on. He just wanted to know. It didn't mean he would do anything with whatever answer he did get given. He tried to keep his face from looking hopeful, instead focusing on the humour from the multiple confirmations of Jasper not being a boyfriend and keeping a glitter in his eyes. The reaction he got from Monty at using the fork was expected. Monty teased him about not minding the germs anymore. Isaiah actually rolled his eyes and continued to eat, picking up his knife so he could cut into his chicken. Thankfully, the food hadn't made it to his mouth, it paused somewhere between there and the plate, his eyes widening slightly but he managed to compose himself relatively quickly this time. He chewed on his chicken as he thought of how to respond or even if he would respond. It was reassuring that Isaiah didn't mind his germs now? Isaiah had no idea how to take that and he just decided to move on from it, shaking his head ever so slightly as he continued to eat, his eyes focused on his plate rather than on Monty. Isaiah felt the smile slip from his face as Monty said he wasn't a farmer. "Oh, okay," he said, knowing he shouldn't have gotten his hopes up on an assumption. He continued to listen and really, he was just happy to hear there was something that Monty liked, even if it wasn't farming. "How'd you get into engineering?" If he grew up around farmers, Isaiah was curious to know how he didn't go down that same path. In Mount Weather, anyone could be anything but Isaiah knew most people ended up doing the same sort of thing their parents did. One of Isaiah's parents was a chef, so farming and dealing with food at a different stage wasn't that big of a jump for him. Things could have been a lot different in space. Although with everything that Monty was saying, he was making it seem like life was just as boring there as it was in the mountain. Both places were small with the same people and same things. But Isaiah didn't think Monty understood just how much he got that those in the mountain missed out on. "But you got to see the sun, and have windows and there probably would have been more of a variety of jobs." It seemed like Monty was hell bent on destroying Isaiah's view of space, however, as he continued to speak and described what the law system was like. Isaiah's face completely dropped and he had well and truly stopped eating again. As he frowned at Monty, he placed his fork down on his plate and leaned his body forward. "They kill you for any crime?" he asked, needing to know if he had heard that right. His voice hinted at slight panic. "I, um, don't know much about the crime system here but it isn't that." There would have been an uprising if that happened, people wouldn't just sit around and let that happen.

[Monty Green]

"I'm single" Monty replied in answer to Isaiah's questions, a small smile reappearing on his face as he spoke "what about you? You seeing anyone?" if Isaiah was so interested in his love life, then Monty didn't see any harm in asking a few questions of his own, especially if the guy that he was asking was as cute as this one was. "Why are you so interested anyway?" he questioned him, a smirk replacing the smile on his face now as he awaited an answer to his questions. Monty failed to hold in the laughter at seeing how Isaiah reacted to his comment about germs, it was refreshing to see the expression on his face as he realised what had been said to him. Maybe Monty just liked torturing the guy, but nobody had ever died from a little harmless teasing before... Or at least, Monty didn't think that they had.

Monty hated to see the disappointment on Isaiah's face when he told him that he wasn't a farmer, but an engineer instead, but he couldn't lie just to please a guy that he'd only just met. "Farming was never really for me" he began to answer Isaiah's question "I know that farmers are important and I really respect the work that they do, but I always wanted to do more, I liked building things and I liked using my hands to create something better and to fix things, it's something that I enjoyed and so when the time came for me to choose what I wanted to do, engineering was the obvious choice, they obviously thought I had potential or something because the next thing I know, the chief of engineering is recruiting me onto his team" the memory was fuzzy and he couldn't remember everything that had happened but he'd achieved something and he was proud that he'd achieved something that he had wanted. "What about you? What do you do?" he questioned the other man, they'd been talking about him but Monty realised that he didn't really know anything about Isaiah and he wanted that to change.

Smiling, Monty nodded his head in acknowledgement to Isaiah's words "there was one good thing about living in space, the view was awesome" he admitted, meeting Isaiah's gaze again. There was something about looking out into space that never got old, it was beautiful and mysterious and it offered a brief escape for him when his own life was boring and predictable on the ark. Monty could tell that he'd killed the mood by mentioning what happened to the criminals on the ark, but he couldn't just take what he'd said back now that it was out there. Nodding at Isaiah's question, he tried to think of what to say next "all of the my people here, they were arrested, most of them for petty crimes that didn't really hurt anyone, but their punishment is the same, a lengthy stay in the skybox followed by execution once they're eighteen" even the council seemed to be against killing children, but they kept them locked up anyway, because once they turned eighteen they wouldn't have to feel guilty about killing a child. "There weren't enough resources to keep everyone alive, we had strict rules set in place to keep everyone alive, they can't keep criminals alive because they use up resources that they couldn't afford to waste" it was a harsh system, but it worked for the most part, because people were too afraid to break the rules because they knew what the consequences would be.

Isaiah Riggs

[Isaiah Riggs]

Monty Green A smile lit up Isaiah's face, and he knew it would be obvious but he couldn't help it. "I'm single too," he told Monty, voice quieter than he intended it to be. There was definitely a colour to his cheeks that only become darker by Monty's next question. Why was he so interested? Well, Isaiah would have thought that would have been pretty obvious. Why did anyone go around asking if someone was single? And if Monty was throwing the question back at him, it had to mean something similar, right? "You know..." Isaiah said, trailing off as he looked at Monty in hopes the guy would just understand, and not be scared off. After a moment he shrugged, unable to really say or do anything else. Isaiah wasn't good at this and he definitely never felt more shy than when he had a new interest in someone. He listened as Monty answered his question, explaining how he had come to become an engineer rather than a farmer. There was nothing overly surprising about the story and while Isaiah was still a bit disappointed about the fact that Monty wasn't a farmer, he was still happy to hear that Monty found something he enjoyed. Hopefully he'd be able to be an engineer in Mount Weather as well. "I'm a farmer," Isaiah answered, his tone as straight forward as it could be. The expected answer knowing how he'd managed to draw the conversation onto the topic of farming. "I work mostly in the section that grows root vegetables, although I'll take any opportunity to help out with fruit picking." There was nothing more beautiful in Mount Weather than the fruit trees, at least in Isaiah's opinion. The view that Monty spoke of was something that Isaiah was insanely jealous of. He knew all the artworks on the walls were there because they didn't have windows. "Just because we don't have windows doesn't mean we can't have views." He'd heard that said many times but in Isaiah's mind, nothing could beat an actual view. A view of space, well, Isaiah was sure it would look even more beautiful than the pictures he had seen in books. If only the rest of the stuff to do with space was that nice. Monty continued to explain what the justice system had been like, and mentioned that all their people in Mount Weather were criminals. That probably should have left Isaiah feeling a little uncomfortable, at the least, but the way that Monty said it only had him feeling sorry for them all. "So, what did you do then?" Isaiah had to ask.