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[bloodandbrass]

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hardlydead

[bloodandbrass]

[ from here ]

sure you didn't fuck up just because you saw me coming?

[hardlydead]

Yeah, cause I'm a real shrinking violet, me. Shaking in my boots at the sight of you.

[bloodandbrass]

just saying. haven't seen you fucking around much lately.

[hardlydead]

Missing me, Chuck? Been busy is all.

[bloodandbrass]

never heard that one before.

[hardlydead]

You that hard up for attention or something? I'd expect you to be ecstatic about not seeing my mug for a while.

[bloodandbrass]

not complaining. just something i noticed.

wasn't sure if you were pissed off, scared, or embarrassed. figured some of all three.

[hardlydead]

[ pissed off, sure. makes sense. embarrassed too. david certainly feels both of those in spades. but- ]

Fuck would I be scared about?

[ does he know ]

[bloodandbrass]

lotta things. even you ain't seen everything this place can do yet.

or maybe you liked that a lot more than you thought you would, after you told me you weren't interested.

[hardlydead]

Sure, your dick is just so good that it scared me off.

[bloodandbrass]

i'd believe it.

[ that might be a joke. might. ]

[hardlydead]

Yeah? Scare people off a lot that way do you?

[bloodandbrass]

i try not to. you could always ask around.

[hardlydead]

Sure, I'll just walk up to the campfire and ask.
"Anyone round here been fucking Chuckles? Don't be shy. Scary dick or not?"

Everyone'll be climbing over eachother to tell me the details.

[bloodandbrass]

you might be surprised.

[ even so, the idea almost makes evan laugh, even if david's still using that goddamned nickname. ]

they probably won't guess what you went out looking for.

[hardlydead]

[ david very nearly fires off a retort that he didn't exactly meet the bar before his brain catches up and reminds him he'd really prefer not to ever bring up the topic of milking with trapper ever again. let along start writing checks his ass can't cash. or maybe it could, but he doesn't want to find that out either. ]

None of their business, is it? Just like what they're doing is none of mine.

[bloodandbrass]

maybe not. but they ain't the ones who'll be the problem eventually.

[ he considers for about two seconds whether he should ask the next question or not, then figures: what does he have to lose? it's not like they even tolerate each other. ]

you thinking about coming back out?

[hardlydead]

Dunno. Haven't thought about it.

[ a lie on multiple fronts, but this is exactly the kind of thing he's good at lying about. ]

[bloodandbrass]

i'll keep an eye out, then.

[ not to say he'll stop setting up traps or anything, but maybe david won't be kill on sight as often. because that wasn't an outright no, not gonna - he'll take a maybe for a maybe. ]

didn't expect you to be the kissing type.

[ that one's just aimed. ]

[hardlydead]

[ if he had a drink he definitely would've sputtered. ]

No?
[ and before he can stop himself ]
What type did you think I was?

[bloodandbrass]

figured you'd fight a lot more. that i'd have to put you down by force before you'd let me fuck you.

[ that's not a complaint, though. ]

[hardlydead]

[ david, meanwhile, is extremely mad about the fact that that's kind of hot to him. ]

Guess your lucky day was me being just sober enough to know I was too drunk to do anything except concuss myself.

[ not untrue, but it really is only a small part of it. but he's really not about to come out and admit he got hit with such intense gay panic that he didn't know what else to do. ]

[bloodandbrass]

[ hey man just throw the first punch and - ]

because you won all the fights where you were stone cold sober.

[hardlydead]

That's different.
Figured it'd take me a few go arounds to get you anyway. Ain't like running and getting stabbed keeps you in fighting form.

[bloodandbrass]

can't argue with that.

i ain't going anywhere.