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MHA, Landlord's apartment, Friday

Jon had told Irene yesterday that he liked to read or watch nice stories to relax, when he could. It occurred to him that even though they weren't...filling, so to speak, he should probably still make more time for them, especially after what had been a fairly draining day.

So, he would be doing that. But he was also absolutely going to shift the sign outside to let people know he was in if they needed anything, because as much as he barely understood what this job was, he was still going to do his best at it.

Hopefully this time he wouldn't end up tied to another fear entity.

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Billy had been putting this off, but the writing was on the wall. The weather was definitely changing and winter was well on it's way...and he wasn't getting off the island before that. That much was now crystal clear to him.

And while he had spent the last five years or so living on his boat, there was a bit of a difference between Mexico and Maryland, and Billy wasn't exactly loving the idea of wintering over on the boat.

So, there he was, walking into the apartment complex he had been looking at for the last few weeks, finally ready to admit defeat and consider apartment life. At least for the time being. He paused at the door that was marked as "Manager" and then gave a knock.

Jon looked up, paused the TV, and answered the door. Then blinked for a moment when he didn't recognize the person on the other side. "Oh. Hello. Erm...What can I do for you?"

Jon wasn't even going to attempt not to compel this strange, large, dangerous-looking man who had showed up at his door.

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Billy looked down at Jon when he opened the door, which wasn't intentional, just kinda happens when you are his size. He opened his mouth to answer, paused a moment as if something clicked somewhere in his mind and then he answered.

"Yeah I was looking for a place to stay. Been here on the island for a few weeks and looks like I am going to be stuck here for the foreseeable future. Not to thrilled with the idea of spending the winter on a rinky houseboat out in the harbor... Wanted to see if there were any available apartments here and if you were looking for a new tenant."

Billy stopped and blinked slightly, surprised at how much he had divulged all at once. He had planned on just asking if there was any open apartments. Where did all the rest of that come from?

Jon, meanwhile, relaxed slightly. "Right. Yes, we do have...there are available apartments. One moment."

He paused, about to bring out an application, then realised there wasn't really anywhere to sit and fill it out, and sighed. "Please, come in. We can, um, use my table."

Billy nodded slightly as he followed Jon, his mind still a bit preoccupied with what had just happened. He normally did ramble like that... especially to a total stranger.

"So, how many tenants do you have here already?" Billy asked as causally as he could manage.

He was hoping for a low number. Lower the better as far as he was concerned. Having neighbors at all was going to be a bit of adjustment after getting so comfortable to having virtually no one around out on the boat.

Jon shrugged. "Around ten or fifteen." No, he wasn't giving you an exact number, stranger. "The basement apartment is taken, so you'd be sharing a floor with two other apartments."

He found the paperwork to fill out and set it on the dining room table along with a pen, waving Billy at it. "Fill in whatever you can.

"Facilities are all on this floor. Laundry is free; ignore the coin boxes. I've just not been able to get them off."

Billy sat without a word and began looking over the paperwork. He held back a sigh because of course the very first thing that was asked for on the paperwork? His name. Well... this would be a good test to see how his name got registered.

Taking the pen, Billy began filling out the papers, writing Billy Coleman (not his real name of Coen) on the top line. He worked his way through the application, trying to be as vague as he could in some areas- military experience yes but no details provided since none were explicitly asked for. When he was finished he picked up the papers and handed them to Jon.

"Don't have any references to list. Hope that's not too big of an issue."

Jon shrugged. "Around here, I'm not surprised. I wouldn't, either." He glanced at the name; it was wrong, but it wasn't like he could look it up either way. "This is honestly mostly just so I know who lives where; nobody's given me any criteria about renters. I could as easily have you write your name and phone number on a sticky note, but those are harder to file."

He made a note on the paper and stuck it in a drawer with the rest of the building's information, then grabbed a set of keys.

"By the way, my name is Jon. I teach at the school when I'm not here."

"Billy," he answered simply. "Course, already knew that didn't you?" he said nodding towards the paperwork. Billy shook his head as he looked at Jon. "So that place really is a school huh? Impressive."

"It is," Jon answered. "It's...I'm curious how much you know about Fandom so far."

"Well, seems a lot of odd stuff goes on... from what I've heard over the past month or so. People getting pulled here against their will, like me and others ending up here from all kinds of strange places. Someone said from different times and worlds even, not sure I believe all that though but..." Billy shrugged. "I've seem my share of strange things so who knows? All I know is I was heading from Mexico trying to get to the Bahamas. Ended up here somehow and seem to be a bit... ah... stuck for the time being."

"Ah, good." Jon nodded. "At least you're aware of all that." He led the way out of his flat and toward the elevator. "Stairs are there," he pointed out, but pressed the button and got in. "So far, these things have been more reliable than any other flat I've lived in, so long as I didn't just jinx them."

"Let's hope you didn't," Billy said giving Jon and then the elevator a curious look before following him inside. "Been here long yourself?" he asked, still trying to feel Jon out a bit. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something about the guy that made Billy feel a little on edge.

"Since the start of the school year," Jon answered. He pressed the button for the second floor and tried to ignore Billy looking at him. It was surprisingly easy, given the things he'd had stare at him previously.

"I ended up here rather involuntarily myself, but it hasn't been bad so far."

"Well, glad to know I am not the only one" Billy said with what almost sounded like a chuckle. "I've been trapped in worse places (far, far worse places) so I guess it's not too bad."

"Ha. Yes." The door opened, and Jon led the way to the apartment and opened the door. "It, um. It looks like this one isn't furnished, though I can check into that if you like."

Billy walked in and looked around for a moment. It wasn't the biggest of apartments but by house boat living standards it felt quite expansive. Yeah the lack of a bed, dresser, or...welll... anything was something he would have to deal with. But he'd managed to get by with far less and with far worse. He'd figure it out.

"No. That's fine. My stuff is still on the boat out in the cove just down the way" he said nodding his head in that general direction. "I can move a few things in. It should be fine."

"Right. Well, let me know if you change your mind," Jon said. "Otherwise, I suppose it's yours. Oh, and no smoking in the hallways, please."

Since he'd just had to go over that with Faye.

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"Right, of course" Billy said with a nod and a sideways glance at Jon. "I'll let ya know, but should be fine. Will just pretend like I'm back in boot camp again" he said with a smirk. "As long as its dry, warm, and preferable not possessed, I consider it an upgrade to most places I have found myself living to be honest."

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"Erm...yes, it should definitely meet those criteria," Jon said. "Although if you have problems, you know where to find me. I suppose you'll want it, then."

"Yeah, I'll take it" Billy said with a nod. "Monthly payments or you got some other schedule in place? I... I'm still looking for a job somewhere since I will be staying here now."

Jon handed Billy the keys and a piece of paper. "The rent and information is there. I suppose you can give it to me if you want to, but I'll just be sending it on, so you might as well send it directly yourself. I'm afraid I've no idea who might be hiring, but you could try asking around at one of the bars; most people seem to end up there, so they might know. Caritas and Devil's Nest. Or some people will post help wanted signs in their windows."

Billy took the keys and the paper and glanced at it for a moment before nodding. "Sure. And ummm... thanks for the job search advice. Appreciate it."

"Such as it is," Jon said wryly. "Well, I imagine I should go and let you get settled."

Settled in with what stuff? Billy thought to himself with a smirk. "Thanks. Will see ya around I'm sure."

All the things you'd have to get from your boat, Billy.

"Of course." Jon nodded. "I'll see you around."

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