Greg opens the door and blinks at Jason. He has a coffee mug but otherwise is dressed all weirdly formally. "Hey, need something?" He steps back to let Jason in.
Greg wanders back to the living room to look at his fish, and presses one finger to his temple.
"He says that if you can stand on your head for fiften minutes ...... all the blood will flow to your head and you might collapse. Sorry, no clue on the God thing."
"Meh. I am so fucking sorry I opened my mouth at Sages. But it seems like Wes might be getting de-aged a bit ... I'm not sure yet."
Greg plops down and props his feet up on the table next to the punch bowl. "So, when's Gabriel coming over?" He wants to know without skipping a beat or changing his voice in the slightest.
"Yeah, I was totally going to go get one from the pet store." Greg leans his head back against the couch. "Well, I needed to talk to him about something he did."
He sounds calm, which could be a good or bad thing.
Greg suddenly leans forward, touching the surface of the water. The fish gets all excited because it thinks it's getting fed, and nibbles on his finger.
He looks at Jason like he hadn't considered that. Which he has in the past, but not with Gabriel, apparently.
"Funny. He seemed the type. But no. I'm just ... going to tell him he needs to leave the apartment." Greg puts down his mug and stops bothering the fish. "With all the things I'm trying to be, I can't be worrying about the pard. First Jubilee, now this. Right next door to me. Where Dawnie lives, where Narcissa lives. I know Lee was an accident, I know this ... this is complicated. But I can't have it, Jason. I'm sorry."
Greg just looks at Jason. "If you leave, leave because you feel like you have to follow him, not because of that. Lee will be okay, as far as we know. I only mentioned it because it's part of everything."
((And I go to bed. Can carry on tomorrow if you want!))
"I'm not afraid of Lil, Jason." Greg sighs. "Or you, or Nate, or Scud. It's Gabriel. He's like a loaded gun. A loaded gun with good intentions and I still trust him, that's the stupid part, I still like him, I know there's more to this than just rape, but I can't in good conscience leave a loaded gun lying around the house. You know what I mean?"
Greg stares back at him, momentarily at a loss for words. "Gee, Jason, have you raped anyone lately and I'm just out of the loop? Do you have a strange and sexually tense relationship with a girl that fucks with the boundaries of dominance and submission, human and animal, pain and pleasure? I didn't know Wanda was into that. Don't ask me fucking stupid questions like that. You can be like him. You're not him."
"Fine." Greg leans forward too -- just enough to make his point, that he's not backing down in his own apartment. "Obviously you feel you have something to prove, so do whatever you need to do to feel better, Jason. You know where the door is. You know where I am if you ever need a hand. Get out and have fun pillaging the countryside. But if it ever gets back to me, I'm not going to lift a finger to stop the investigation."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:03 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:06 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:09 (UTC)"He says that if you can stand on your head for fiften minutes ...... all the blood will flow to your head and you might collapse. Sorry, no clue on the God thing."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:10 (UTC)"So, how are you taking the Dawnie and Wes thing?"
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:35 (UTC)Greg plops down and props his feet up on the table next to the punch bowl. "So, when's Gabriel coming over?" He wants to know without skipping a beat or changing his voice in the slightest.
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:38 (UTC)Jason falls into a chair, looking at the floor.
"I don't know. Haven't seen him all day."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:45 (UTC)He watches the fish without comment, just waiting.
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:48 (UTC)"You need a plant in there. Or some sort of oxygen source. Why are you looking for Gabe?"
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:50 (UTC)He sounds calm, which could be a good or bad thing.
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:51 (UTC)"What did he do now?"
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 02:58 (UTC)"You don't know?"
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:05 (UTC)"What did he do that you know about?"
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:07 (UTC)"Were you going to tell me?" He sounds as if he just wants to know.
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:09 (UTC)"Her decision, not mine."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:14 (UTC)"I have to talk to him, Jason. That's all."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:18 (UTC)"What, you going to threaten to kill him too?"
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:22 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:30 (UTC)Shakes his head.
"I was only going to tell you to get in line. Apparently, he's at the front of it."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:34 (UTC)"Funny. He seemed the type. But no. I'm just ... going to tell him he needs to leave the apartment." Greg puts down his mug and stops bothering the fish. "With all the things I'm trying to be, I can't be worrying about the pard. First Jubilee, now this. Right next door to me. Where Dawnie lives, where Narcissa lives. I know Lee was an accident, I know this ... this is complicated. But I can't have it, Jason. I'm sorry."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:39 (UTC)"Okay, I'll let Lil know. We'll move out in the morning."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:50 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 03:52 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 04:10 (UTC)((And I go to bed. Can carry on tomorrow if you want!))
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 04:14 (UTC)((Later.))
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 10:47 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 11:27 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 11:51 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 11:54 (UTC)"And what makes you think I'm any different from him?"
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 11:59 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 12:03 (UTC)Leans forward, not letting his gaze drop from Greg's.
"The difference? Gabriel is a fucking mess over what he did to Leela. I don't feel a thing for what I did to Megan."
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Date: 29 Jun 2005 12:12 (UTC)no subject
Date: 29 Jun 2005 12:14 (UTC)He heads for the door.
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