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[fuckvampires]

[He's dangling a black ring from a chain around his neck, spinning it between his fingers.]

Fuck, I still don't know which finger to wear it on.

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[fuckvampires]

[Not in public! >:|]

Shit, I don't watch movies, uh...

[He checks his phone, all the while not so subtly worming his free hand under the back of Arashi's shirt.]

Pain and Gain has the Rock in it?

[stormbelow]

[Arashi is more interested in that hand than any of the words that Harvestman just said. he just returns a blank look.]

Is that a thing?

[fuckvampires]

[That may or may not be part of the plan. He shows Arashi a picture on his phone, smiling hopefully. ]

[stormbelow]

[....his silence probably lasts a little too long to be entirely innocent.]

Okay, sure.

[fuckvampires]

{He's so thrilled he kisses Arashi right there and then. Here he thought he'd have to defend his attraction to big, muscle-bound men.]

[totheskye]

Huh.

[fuckvampires]

Jesus fuck you're alive.

[totheskye]

Like anythin' could kill me, come the fuck on.

What's with the ring?

[fuckvampires]

Exactly what it looks like. You sure as hell fucked off for a long time.

[totheskye]

From who?

Well, yeah. Real life got busy. Miss me, sweetheart?

[fuckvampires]

My boyfriend? Thing one I've been with for awhile? I don't drop them that fast.

Dunno. Still dating that fuckhead?

[totheskye]

Whatshisface? Uh, Arashi, was it? The pretty vamp asshole one.

Gotta be more specific. I got a coupla people from here livin' with me now.

[fuckvampires]

Yes. That description fits him the best.

Well, which fuckhead are you dating now? I can't keep them straight.

[totheskye]

Been a long time, you two together. Gettin' serious, huh?

I'm datin' like twelve people, you still gotta be more specific.

Lemme think... Precious lives with me now, kitten works at my club, an' the blue-haired brat's in town lookin' for me. Princess -- uh, Tolly -- did another disappearin' act over a year back after we settled down in NYC, haven't heard a word from the bastard since. I think that's everyone you mighta known from the Room.

[fuckvampires]

...I'm not sure how to feel about this.

[totheskye]

'Bout what, sweetheart?

[fuckvampires]

Do you have to keep a chart to track names and fetishes?

[totheskye]

Totally. Thinkin' bout gettin' it tattooed on my chest or some shit; I can look down for reference while I'm fuckin' 'em.

[A low chuckle.]

Nah, really, it's easy to remember shit 'bout people when you actually give a fuck 'bout 'em.

... How you doin', gorgeous?

[fuckvampires]

I gotta be honest, giving a shit about more people than I can count on two hands would be beyond me.

[he holds the ringed hand up.] Good. Better than I have been in awhile.

[totheskye]

It's pretty new for me too. But honestly? I fuckin' love it. Gotta huge place fulla kickass roommates an' everythin' I never thought I wanted. Plus, I own a strip club now.

Tell me you ain't gettin' married an' I don' gotta rethink my worldview, pretty please?

[fuckvampires]

Well that don't surprise me.

I ain't in no hurry to get married again, no. It's just a... committment.

[totheskye]

I haven't changed that much, honey. Always gonna want sex on tap.

Didn't know you ever were. But that's still... somethin'. Congrats, or whatever.

[fuckvampires]

That was part of the whole 'sleep with everything that moves' act, the not letting folks know I was married bit.

Yeah, it's... nice.

[totheskye]

What happened to your wife?

It is, huh. He treatin' you right?

[fuckvampires]

[he's silent, like he didn't expect the question, but he'd known it was coming, like it always would. It's why he didn't mention her at all, most times.]

She died. Car accident.

Since when did that concern you?