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 Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 9:15 pm
Krasnyamodern dayshibroswol are you busy? need to talk to you in person. saw someone at the mansion.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 9:25 pm
wellness checks are bullshit 5 and a half years agoJeremiah's Russian is still a bit rusty but it's getting better again. At least because he knows Aleksy is around and thus he has a need to get better at it. "A couple years back." He hasn't had any drinks himself but he's reached a certain level of honesty with the young man. "Heart attack. Good riddance. Made my life miserable, made me hate myself when I was your age."
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 9:30 pm
Back and back and back and6 years ago"Your statement is fine and I've got what I need from you." Jeremiah does not even think twice about it, he's already pulling his card out and writing his personal number down on the back of it. "I assume you're living alone? Just in case." Not that he expects Aleksy to use it or even call- Just in case. "Do you want to escort you through here?" he asks because Aleksy is becoming smaller and smaller. "I doubt anyone will stop you at this point but just in case." It's not unlike when Aleksy had been a few years younger and Jeremiah was the one who would show up with things went haywire to handle it.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 9:57 pm
Krasnyamodern dayQuote: saw lots of ppl @ mansion not bsy @ home
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 9:59 pm
wellness checks are bullshit
5 1/2 years ago
"Why," asks Aleksy, slurring into his pillow. "You're--" He waves a hand rather uncoordinatedly, gesturing to Jeremiah's all of him. "--specimen. Of man... ness. What reason for the hate?"
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 10:04 pm
Back and back and back and6 years agoAleksy takes the card and rises from his spot, finally releasing Laika's collar. She circles him and baps her head against the side of his knee, and Aleksy smiles, small and ghostly. "Please," he says, "I want to go to bed."
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 11:13 pm
Krasnyamodern dayshibrosome i'll clarify what i mean when i see you be there in a bit. Jeremiah was knocking on Aleksy's door not even twenty minutes later. He had managed to lose the circles under his eyes and the pinched expression, his back back to a manageable level of pain and the chill under control as long as he stayed appropriately warm.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 11:19 pm
Back and back and back and6 years agoHe pushes himself to his feet and dusts himself off. It is not unlike a few years earlier and Jeremiah gestures for Aleksy to fall into step next to him. He had never offered him an arm, like he had done for so many when he was being a gentleman. Instead he was affording him respect. "Come on, I'll get you home." Then he was going to go chew someone out because it never seemed to fail that when he turned his back they treated Aleksy poorly. Did his men forget how to handle witnesses? How to read them?
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 11:28 pm
wellness checks are bullshit 5 1/2 years agoJeremiah snorts. "Because I was six when I wanted to learn to cook. It was beneath my station and a woman's work and-" He takes a breath, smooths a hand across his face to ease away the frustration that still wells up after all these years. The man was dead. Jeremiah was still in hate. "That was always part of it. Things that were not befitting my status or my gender," and what did that matter? "but when I got older? I wasn't straight enough."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 7:35 am
Krasnya
modern day
"I don't like mysteries," grumps Aleksy as he opens the door. He's dressed down today, boyfriend jeans cuffed to the ankle and a shirt bearing the legend wake me when it's the weekend; the fact that it's Sunday makes this a little sad. "You look like you're planning to trek through Siberia. Come in."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 7:39 am
Back and back and back and
6 years ago
"Thanks," says Aleksy. It takes a moment for him to remember the English, so it comes out spathanks, a mongrel half-word just like Aleksy is a mongrel half-girl.
They say goodnight at Aleksy's door and he is so glad for each of his three locks and the silence that falls once the police are gone.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 7:42 am
wellness checks are bullshitfive and a half years agoAleksy curls more tightly into the couch, burying his face in it more for the comfort of it than anything else. "That's bullshit," he says. "So you want to care for your self, why is this horrible. He is idiot. Was idiot."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 1:10 pm
Krasnya
modern day
"I'm aware." Jeremiah shakes his head. The comment of so are my shins was held back. That shirt was sad because the weekend was almost over.
He follows Aleksy in and does roll his eyes. Jeremiah holds a hand out for Aleksy to take briefly. It's cool. "Still haven't warmed back up since the mansion. Better than it was but beside the point. I saw Krasnya, Aleksy. While I was dead."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 1:21 pm
wellness checks are bullshitfive and a half years ago"It is and he was but he spent most of his time trying to either make me not hang out with-" Jeremiah pauses and pushes that away. "The point is fathers who have position and power often care more about their image and how you reflect upon them than your own well being and what's good for you." He looks over at Aleksy, watches as he curls into the pillow. It still makes his heart clench. "Which means sometimes you have got to do what's right for yourself and tell everyone else to ******** off. You first, everyone else second."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 10:38 pm
twenty-onefour years agoJeremiah could not say what had prompted it but it happened all the same. Aleksy was freshly twenty-one and he had taken him to Boston to get drinks. The club was a little trashy, just this edge of we should probably not be here, but neither one of them seemed out of place. They were sitting at table, vodka shots in between both of them. Not that Jeremiah was drinking too much. Eventually he would have to drive them both back. Eventually. "I can't tell," he says with a slightly annoyed look, "if this music is terrible or not." Jeremiah pauses a moment and snorts. "Or maybe it's because I'm not drunk."
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