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maskormenacelogs2016-08-12 11:39 pm
aggressiveapathy) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-08-12 11:39 pm
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And you would keep the warhead missile silo good as new
WHO: April Ludgate and murder victim Dorian Gray
WHERE: Some Bohemian club, in the private booth
WHEN: Friday night
WHAT: Marriage bitching
WARNINGS: Cannibalism, murder, giant egos
She arrived fifteen minutes late. It wasn't a statement, it was more her freaking out in the car about some dumbass traffic cop possibly opening her trunk and-
No. No cop had ever done that, and her current position as Mitch Hundred's chief of staff usually helped avoid that kind of thing (or at least promised phone calls asking for bribes before the arrest went out). So. She eventually took a deep breath, paid the meter, and walked into the place with a purse about 10 times the size of her normal one swinging from her arm as she was lead to the table.
WHERE: Some Bohemian club, in the private booth
WHEN: Friday night
WHAT: Marriage bitching
WARNINGS: Cannibalism, murder, giant egos
She arrived fifteen minutes late. It wasn't a statement, it was more her freaking out in the car about some dumbass traffic cop possibly opening her trunk and-
No. No cop had ever done that, and her current position as Mitch Hundred's chief of staff usually helped avoid that kind of thing (or at least promised phone calls asking for bribes before the arrest went out). So. She eventually took a deep breath, paid the meter, and walked into the place with a purse about 10 times the size of her normal one swinging from her arm as she was lead to the table.
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She says it out loud, expecting anyone that might be passing by to thing she's...who knows. Is speaking metaphorically? But to be calm enough around a vomit victim to do nothing.
"Is it that bad? To be...not awful?"
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But is it bad for people to be 'not awful' or to at least be semi-decent? Hell if Dorian knows.
"I surround myself with awful people—sometimes it seems like I'm trying to set a record for most dubious friendships. I simply didn't expect Will Graham to join that collection."
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Because she has no other bit of honesty to offer. She hadn't expected Will to 'join', either. But...here they were. She was married to him, and didn't think he was awful. He was her husband. He was Will. And Dorian was Dorian. Her loved ones got a special buffer zone people like Fred or murderers on the network didn't get.
"But they're mine, Dorian. Aren't they. You started it. Sending...parts. I thought I was giving it all back, but...god. It's really not yours now. Is it."
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Getting your heart ripped out multiple times and having your appendix literally try to kill you meant that Dorian had a relatively unique view on bodily integrity.
Besides, Will Graham vivisected him for a reason. Granted, that reason was petty revenge, but Dorian certainly wasn't going to deprive him of his petty revenge trophies (mostly because he has no fucking clue what he would do with organs to begin with, God he really was horrible at being horrible was he.)
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She reaches for the wine. She hold the wine. She lifts it...but fuck, her stomach can't. So she places it down hard enough that there's a red ring on the table and reaches for her water and saltines again.
The ones Dorian got for her.
"It stops now. You and Will and the messed up stuff. I don't care- That's Toby's shit. You and your messed up. But you can't bring in Will. Without dragging me in, too. That's marriage, Dorian. Being the same person. For the bad and good."
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That guilty look quickly gets replaced by a frown, though.
"Trust me, it stopped a few weeks ago. Too many people got dragged in." Some of those people were April and some of those people were dangerous. As soon as Nicolas Demidov, the investigator who Chilton put on the case showed his crazy racist hand when some of Toby's fledgelings got murdered, that was the point that Dorian realized 'well damn, I messed up real bad.'
"Again, it shouldn't have spread the way it did."
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She can grab the wine again at that statement. Doesn't pick it up, doesn't sip from it. But holds it.
"No games. No...whatever you were trying to do for Fred. All of it is for both of us. And Will's used to being fucked with. I take it personally."
She was normal, sure. But she'd been in this world long enough to know how to make it suck for an imPort. Powers, jails, debates. Community service. She knows it all.
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He's still a bit grumpy at the idea that he was doing this for the benefit of Chilton as Dorian takes a small little sip of his wine. April's drawing a line in the sand. That much is apparent. And really, Dorian's not entirely sure he wants to cross it.
"So, what do you want me to do about it? I highly doubt flowers and a card would be appropriate."
Sorry I manipulated you, xoxo Dorian.
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It's vague, she knows. To the point of not even meaning anything to the kind of people that spawn Baltimore and whatever place Dorian comes from. But it's from the heart- her never murdered, beating heart. So maybe it means something. Or so she hopes as she takes a sip of her wine again, letting it wash down the horrible taste of vomit and salt.
"Don't not tell me things. If you're gonna be my friend...be my friend. No lying, no obfuscating. Be my gay husband. And we can make other, suckier people cry."
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But he can at least give April attempts at the truth. Attempts to tell her things. Making an effort still counts. "I'll need to check with Toby about the whole 'sharing' thing, you know." It's an attempt at a joke! Everything is fine!
"No lying, no obfuscating, being on your side. I can do that."
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He's joking, she isn't. April takes a sip of her wine as she settles into the agreement. Not perfect, not by a long shot. But something she can live with. Like anything in life.
"You're got a week to tell Toby. About the organs and stuff. Or I'm gonna. And don't even think you can kill me first. I've got way too much life saved up."
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Dorian looks visibly put out at the idea of telling Toby...but then again, what's one more person in this giant clusterfuck. And hopefully Toby will understand about Dorian's project, right? After all, it started...fuck it started ages ago, he really should have told Toby before now, Dorian Gray you really are a terrible husband.
But April's right. Toby really does need to know, especially since people like Demidov are involved. "Fine," Dorian answers, with a little huff of his own.
Ohhhh he is going to be sleeping on the couch for the next month, he knows that.
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"I'm gonna check. Don't test me."
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Liking people was just the worst.
"There's still one more thing I gotta do before the night's done, you know."
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"And that thing is?"
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Then throws the contents of her glass in Dorian's face.
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"Dammit April, this is dry clean only!"
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But, for now, her honor is at least appeased if not satisfied. So, happy to leave Dorian to deal with the soon to be unhappy waitstaff, April stands up from her chair.
"I've got the rest of your stuff. If you want it. Or Will's gonna figure it out."
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"We'll let Will figure it out," Dorian responds, with a little shrug. "He got rid of a body before, he can get rid of organs."
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And, with that, unless Dorian has any other issues to cover, April will make her dramatic exit. Again, before the wait staff notices the mess she made.
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