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 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.