WHO: Two Geckos + an assortment of guest stars WHAT: Summary of content WHEN: Late Bloomingtide WHERE: The Gallows, misc. Kirkwall haunts. NOTES: Will update as needed.
Towel retrieved, Richard starts drying off, scoffing as Seth continues.
"And how exactly are you going to assist, Seth?" He shoots over his shoulder. "Talk one of the staff into a dark corner for me to jump out on? Open up a vein for me?"
As soon as they got down into the logistics of it, the nasty gory details, Seth would stall or derail. Richard had seen his reactions too many times to think it would be any different now. He wraps the towel around his hips.
"You don't know what I need, and you don't want to know. So forget it."
This wasn't Richard closing a door. Seth had closed it a long time ago.
The former is feasible. Seth nearly wedges that rebuttal into the space between Richie's sharp-snapped rejoinders.
Seth can and has talked the two of them into business before. They could pretend this is business, couldn't they? Seth would certainly like to, Richie not letting that fly.
And Seth isn't going to beg.
"Have it your way."
Belligerent, all irritation even as Seth slides down into the water to claim the vacated space. He doesn't want to soak, but now it's about principle.
"Like I said, call me when it all goes fucking sideways, brother."
There isn't anything further to say to that which hasn't already been said. Seth will be waiting for that call a long time, because it isn't going to happen. End of.
So Richard just leaves him to stew in his (stolen) bath, heading off to check out where it is they're supposed to be sleeping in this place.
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"And how exactly are you going to assist, Seth?" He shoots over his shoulder. "Talk one of the staff into a dark corner for me to jump out on? Open up a vein for me?"
As soon as they got down into the logistics of it, the nasty gory details, Seth would stall or derail. Richard had seen his reactions too many times to think it would be any different now. He wraps the towel around his hips.
"You don't know what I need, and you don't want to know. So forget it."
This wasn't Richard closing a door. Seth had closed it a long time ago.
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Seth can and has talked the two of them into business before. They could pretend this is business, couldn't they? Seth would certainly like to, Richie not letting that fly.
And Seth isn't going to beg.
"Have it your way."
Belligerent, all irritation even as Seth slides down into the water to claim the vacated space. He doesn't want to soak, but now it's about principle.
"Like I said, call me when it all goes fucking sideways, brother."
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So Richard just leaves him to stew in his (stolen) bath, heading off to check out where it is they're supposed to be sleeping in this place.