[ He says that with the utmost pride in his voice. You're getting a back rub from a cliche, Jon. Dorian saw the mod subculture and went full tilt into it. ]
We even had a confrontation with some rockers. Granted, that was mostly because the leader of the rockers turned out to be an extra-dimensional being that could whip the crowd into a frenzy, but that's the unique Dorian Gray spin on that nonsense.
You're ridiculous. A beautiful farce. I'm sorry I didn't get to see it.
[ He sounds so relaxed, all melted chocolate and whipped cream. Even if it's not sex, it's clear he's greatly enjoying this, having Dorian's hands on him.]
You told me about the rocker, though. And how you killed him.
Most of my stories end in murder, [ Dorian admits. He adjusts his position so that he can give Jon a shoulder rub instead, trying something new as he talks. ]
Halloween's coming up soon, isn't it? If we have a costume party, I know what I'll dress as.
[ Dorian continues rubbing circles on Jon's back, moving slightly so that he can lightly trail his fingers down the man's spine. ]
I don't think they're official? But Misty's so codependent they might as well be. Have you met Natalie yet? She just arrived. Admittedly, I know her best from that flood she showed up in, but I am keeping very quiet about that so as not to freak the poor dear out.
[ that flood she showed up in and that Misty IMMEDIATELY bothered Dorian about once the flood was over with questions about Natalie. ]
[ He makes a noise of annoyance at the mention of Misty. But Natalie- ]
I like Natalie. Gave her a pack of cigarettes and bought her a lighter. We listened to the Sex Pistols for a bit. Misty's already threatened me over her.
[ You've got an avatar of the Ceaseless Watcher in your bed, Dorian. You may just have to get Creative. ]
I don't need- I mean, I'm always up for more music but it was- it was just a moment to relax. I wasn't going to pop up with some last pressing edition of a song only produced in 1974 just for the novelty.
Technically... [ he breathes out slowly and keeps his eyes closed ] I could destroy my eyes. It would sever the connection with the Ceaseless Watcher. But...
It might also kill me. Since... what I am is all that keeps me from the End.
[ There's a very sad, very hollow chuckle that's mostly smothered into the bed. No. Fuck it. They're having a good time. He pushes it aside to answer. ]
You're right, of course. I sever the connection with the Eye and I have no doubt one of the others would just take precidence. And if I tried to destroy all of those I'd just end up like the black knight from Monty Python. Worse.
Having had two removed, I would prefer you didn't. If you want to see one, it's in my office in my desk drawer.
[ He breathes out slowly and nudges Dorian. Don't stop, please.
But once he's had a moment or two, once he's closed his eyes again, he lets the air out of his lungs slowly. ]
There's only one person I've ever talked to about it really. What it's like. [ as if realizing he might be going somewhere he shouldn't- ] But it feels... presumptive to assume I can speak on addiction, like you said. It's different.
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[ He says that with the utmost pride in his voice. You're getting a back rub from a cliche, Jon. Dorian saw the mod subculture and went full tilt into it. ]
We even had a confrontation with some rockers. Granted, that was mostly because the leader of the rockers turned out to be an extra-dimensional being that could whip the crowd into a frenzy, but that's the unique Dorian Gray spin on that nonsense.
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[ He sounds so relaxed, all melted chocolate and whipped cream. Even if it's not sex, it's clear he's greatly enjoying this, having Dorian's hands on him.]
You told me about the rocker, though. And how you killed him.
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Halloween's coming up soon, isn't it? If we have a costume party, I know what I'll dress as.
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[ Those shoulders are sinking now too. He's very happy, really. ]
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She has a girlfriend?
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I don't think they're official? But Misty's so codependent they might as well be. Have you met Natalie yet? She just arrived. Admittedly, I know her best from that flood she showed up in, but I am keeping very quiet about that so as not to freak the poor dear out.
[ that flood she showed up in and that Misty IMMEDIATELY bothered Dorian about once the flood was over with questions about Natalie. ]
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I like Natalie. Gave her a pack of cigarettes and bought her a lighter. We listened to the Sex Pistols for a bit. Misty's already threatened me over her.
[ After a moment- ]
Keep doing that please, it's lovely.
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You can do better than the Sex Pistols. That's a cliche pick.
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Neither of us were... in the mood for anything special. Sometimes, the classics are good.
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This just means I need to introduce you to more music. You'll have more options that way.
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I don't need- I mean, I'm always up for more music but it was- it was just a moment to relax. I wasn't going to pop up with some last pressing edition of a song only produced in 1974 just for the novelty.
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[ He says the phrase 'fuck-up addict' like it's a compliment. ]
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Because you know that if she's here... It's a symptom. Not the problem. And you won't judge her for coping.
[ He closes his eyes again. ]
I used to view my situation like that. An addiction.
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We can quit. You can't.
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It might also kill me. Since... what I am is all that keeps me from the End.
I do... I do have an option.
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It didn't let me stay dead when I killed myself. Don't think you'd be different.
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You're right, of course. I sever the connection with the Eye and I have no doubt one of the others would just take precidence. And if I tried to destroy all of those I'd just end up like the black knight from Monty Python. Worse.
How do you get rid of your ribs, after all?
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I've gotten my appendix removed twice. Regrowing a rib should be easy enough.
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[ He breathes out slowly and nudges Dorian. Don't stop, please.
But once he's had a moment or two, once he's closed his eyes again, he lets the air out of his lungs slowly. ]
There's only one person I've ever talked to about it really. What it's like. [ as if realizing he might be going somewhere he shouldn't- ] But it feels... presumptive to assume I can speak on addiction, like you said. It's different.
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Dorian has a sneaky suspicion as to who the person Jon talked to was. He'll keep that to himself, though. ]
Still, if you ever wanted to talk about it, I wouldn't mind listening.
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