Morning after...

[latino_menace]

The morning after the night before. Ramon's awake early having not slept well at all. Sometime in the night he had disentangled himself from Random, not comfortable with the proximity - or rather, not comfortable with how easy it felt. He's uncomfortably aware that now they'd given in to lust, there were things that should be talked about. And he really doesn't know what to say. He's also wishing he had something easy to do right now, like kill someone.

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Neurotic is something Ramon does not know how to deal with. At all. He normally lets the neurotic ones deal with it themselves, preferably as far away from him as possible.

'Oh.' He pauses. 'Good.'

Succinct, he is.

He hates being confused. It's bad for business.

'Are you going to talk to Andres again? You know he'll probably try and kill you or something. Gorlim too. And Castle.'

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"I'm going to try."

He shrugs, taking another long breath. The topic hurts, but it's something they need to address.

"It's all I can do, really. If he tries anything, I'll just get out of the way. Castle, no matter what I do, is going to hate me. Andres too, probably. Gorlim's fair minded enough to at least listen to me before taking a swing, so we'll see how that turns out."

There. He looks carefully at Ramon.

"And you? What are you going to do?"

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'You're probably right. Well - definitely, in the case of Castle. I don't know the other two well enough to say, I'm fairly sure that they haven't been around me without defenses up.'

And yes, he sounds smug about that, because he is. He lights another cigarette, takes a drag and offers it to Random. Then he shrugs.

'What do you mean? I'm not planning on doing anything. I told you I wouldn't gloat to Andres...'

...and I wish I knew why I did, because I think I'd quite like to after last night...

'...so I wont, and the other two would be advised not to stick their noses in.'

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"And I'll trust you not to hurt Andres more than you need to. I can't say what his reaction will be to all this."

He accepts the cigarette, keeps it for a moment of contemplation and a few breaths, then hands it back, watching Ramon carefully.

"I'm asking how likely it is that I'm going to be invited back here. And how likely it is that you'll come by my rooms here."

Given what I've lost, I'd like to have found at least something.

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Not hurt him more than I need to? Not fair Random...you know I don't need to at all. Just want to.

He keeps quiet on the matter. The second part was distracting enough anyway, because he was hoping that this wouldn't come up yet even though he knew it would. Couldn't really be avoided.

He accepts the cigarette again, takes a long drag whie he contemplates, and then blows the smoke up to the ceiling. 'I didn't know you had rooms here.'

There's another long pause. Then he lets his lips drop to the naked shoulder in front of him, kissing it softly and quickly. 'It's likely. On both counts.'

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A short intake of breath, perhaps at the kiss, perhaps at the words.

"I'm glad." The muscles in his shoulder strain over sharp bones at the contact. "And yes, I'm moving in. Home's more dangerous than usual, recently."

And he doesn't know, really, if that's something that it's alright to tell Ramon. But how could that matter? "I've been slowly bringing a few things over. Clothes and books and the like."

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His faces creases into a rueful sort of smirk at the reaction. He offers the cigarette again.

'Why's it more dangerous than normal? What's going on?'

He's curious as to whether he'll get an answer or not, very aware that Random has dodged pretty much all inquiries pertaining to his family. He doesn't know whether them sleeping together equals more trust or not...a large part of him thinks that it might mean less.

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Circumstances are different now.

"Because Oberon put me into a coma, and that means I dropped the spells surrounding the tower. So anybody who thinks to look can see it now."

A small smile plays across his face, and he melts back into the blankets.

"I trust that I'll no longer have to use my father's imaginary support of my actions as a bargaining chip in our conversations?"

Whether we're sleeping together or not has nothing to do with it. I'll tell you what I know you won't use against me.

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The answering grin is almost childlike in his michieviousness. 'Bargaining chip? And there I was, thinking you were just flirting with me the whole time.'

It's a poor way to dodge the question and he knows it. So he shrugs and says more seriously, 'I doubt we have reason to bargain like that again - you're not going to have any friends on the other side of the dispute now.'

He looks down at Random lying back and takes in the seeming fraility and almost wasted look of his body. He runs a hand down his chest and over his stomach, more exploratory than sexual. 'Your father did it? Why?'

I think I'd be disappointed if you told me everything Random. I know I won't... His thoughts slip quickly to the healing cut on his back before he puts a stop to it and brings himself back.

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"Sadism."

His eyes drift shut, momentarily exhausted, and he shakes his head.

"And no. I don't think I'll have friends there anymore, will I?" He carefully rides the wave of emotions that pour through him at that admission. "But there are others, elsewhere."

He sits quickly, then stands, walking with his customary grace despite it all and easily locating his scattered clothing and weaponry.

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He sees that Random's troubled by what he's done to Andres and that bothers him. It makes things unpredictable because what happens if the guilt gets too bad? Ramon knew that he could find himself on the other end of one the weapons he was watching Random pick up from various places on the floor and table...this is so dangerous.

But he liked danger. Thrived on it, hadn't he lived through it his entire life? It just made things more interesting and he's not about to walk away from the fun.

'No you won't. The hatred of those three will be personal, but if you run into any of my other acquiantances - the ones who don't like me - then you'll probably get a fair amount of suspicion and dislike from them too. If this becomes known I mean.'

He doesn't mention that he has a couple of allies in the bar. No need to alert Random to other people that could shake the place up, just in case his conscience did decide to attack.

And he sees again that the mere mention of family makes Random extremely uneasy. He wonders if this has to do with his dislike of the bad treatment of Roy and figures it probably is.

'You run into your father here often?'

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"Not answering that."

He begins to button up his shirt, and slides a thin knife into the sheath hidden on his shoulder.

"And I think it's a fair trade. If you meet any of my enemies and mention me to them..."

His eyebrow arches, and he smirks.

"I reckon I'm about as popular as you are, Diablo."

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Light gleams in his black eyes. Not quite the Devil Random, but getting there.

He shrugs at the dismissal, respecting that they're both going to have a lot of secrets that may never come out. And grins in delight at the mention of enemies. 'Well I know I'm used to being hated and I suspect you are too so I think we'll be alright.'

He gets up and slides on his underwear before sitting back down on the bed. And as he watches Random he's wondering whether he'll be expected to defend him now, look out for him...he knows that the man has magic and therefore more dangerous enemies. He also knows that sometimes people who're sleeping together, take care of each other as well - he's never been in that situation before. He's always just looked out for himself and doesn't think he'll be changing that at this stage.

But he's not sure, and that bothers him.

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Defend him? Hah. But it's a nice idea, to have someone to go to if things get too...

"Eh, I'm used to it."

He gently picks up the small cross, and re-fastens it around his throat.

"I'm just fucking bored of it, you know?"

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Yes, he's quite glad that he won't ever be called on to fight for him, knowing that he wouldn't stand a chance. It's the emotional stuff he's worried about - whether there will be any, for a start. It's been a long time for him.

He shrugs. 'You've been around a lot longer than I have I think. I can't relate to being bored of it, not really.'

[OOC: Will be back in 15 mins...]

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He runs his fingers through tangled hair, trying to get out the knots.

"You think you don't. But I'm pretty sure you do."

You know the feeling where you just wish someone would STOP because you see with absolute clarity that there is no point and no matter how many times the butterfly flaps its damned wings, there will NEVER be a storm? That one. Yeah.

"I hope not, though, for your sake."

He slides onto the bed, plucking the lit cigarette from Ramon's fingers.

"Be sure to remind yourself to live, once in a while."

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He'd never admit to it if he had and his smile is ambiguous as he lets the cigarette go. 'Boredom is something I never let myself feel Random. I'm sure you know that. I just keep finding myself things to do.'

He leans in slightly, black eyes sparkling. 'You're getting deep on me again. Or maybe it's poetic, I can't decide.'

[OOC: Ack I'm sorry, have to run out to dinner in ten minutes. Will be about 90 mins I expect. :(]

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"Finding things to do?"

A wicked grins lights his face, and he leans in, nipping quickly at Ramon's earlobe.

"...what a way with words you have. Are we sure it's me that's the poetic one?"

His lips and teeth trace down to the hollow of Ramon's throat, enjoying the feeling of the body beneath him.

[ooc: no problem.]

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He wants to retort straight away but he's smiling and enjoying just letting himself feel the other man on him. He keeps trying to concentrate on the days ahead, working out what might be coming his way, making his own plans - but Random was proving quite a distraction.

'Very funny. But it doesn't matter since I dont think you're in my bed for my words.'

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"Damned straight."

He nips, emphasizing his point, before blowing gently across the skin.

"Though I must say, the way you use your mouth can be quite something."

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He runs his fingers through Random's hair for a moment, teasing a few light strands before dropping his hand away and shifting at the feeling of the breath on his skin.

'Well I'm glad you approve. I was fairly well impressed with yours too.' He chuckles distractedly. It's getting a little hard to concentrate. 'And you'd better stop that or I'll have to take your clothes off you again.'

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"You're right, I suppose."

He sits up lazily, and hands Ramon back the cigarette.

"And I'll see you later, but I desperately need to get something to eat, then get home and take a shower."

He really does, too. Not to mention brush his hair back and convince the fly-away ends to stay down.

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He takes the cigarette and watches Random get up. He could say that Random could use the shower here, but isn't sure he wants him to.

So he just nods. 'I'll be downstairs later.'

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"Taa"

With a small grin, he slips out the door.

It closes softly behind him.

Later.

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Ramon watches the door for a long moment after he's gone, then slumps back on the bed.

Things aren't getting easier.