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 Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 11:27 am
Lawrence made a sound of mild irritation. "Do you just sit around up here sleeping with anyone desperate enough to ask you?" he gave the other man a slow look over, sizing him up somewhat. "Was Melvin special or would you have slept with me too if I was interested?"
He looked on the edge of irritable, but it seemed like that was possibly always how he looked, a prissy haughty element to the way he conducted himself.
"I wouldn't fill out paperwork, I'd hide the body somewhere and hope they didn't get it on CCTV. They probably would have though, then they would execute me. It would interfere with my plans in the long run, you aren't really worth it."
He was already sort of skirting around the rules by being alone with a trainee, but this was his spot, it wasn't his fault one wandered up here now and then.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 11:37 am
The more irritated Lawrence got, the more entertained Nash was. He gave a shrug. "I sleep with people I want to sleep with. Sex is just a normal thing, I don't see why people get all up in a tizzy about it. I mean sure, if it's not your thing, but if you're into it, then why put it up on a pedestal as some reverent thing? It's just sex."
He at the last of his chips and balled up the bag into a wad, crinkling plastic under his fingers. "I mean, true, you could do that, but again, the effort has to be there. I'm glad I'm at least worth thinking of being thrown off, though, there is that."
His gaze flickered across Lawrence's face, Nash's grin spreading further.
"Besides. Melvin didn't ask me, I asked him."
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 12:02 pm
"You didn't answer if you'd consider me." he said, because if there was one thing Lawrence had in absolute spades, it was narcissism and it was the kind which could not stand to be ignored. "That would be my gauge of your standards."
He smirked. "I certainly didn't say sex is some reverent thing, nor something to be placed on a pedestal. That would be quite contrary to what I believe." he smiled a little to himself. "I have certain rules I abide by now out of hope for a more moral life, but the intrinsic value of sex has not changed."
Shrugging his shoulders he added. "I have had more sex than most people have had hot dinners."
He gave Nash a thoughtful look.
"You asked him? Well that was fortunate given that he's rebounding on the entire island at the moment."
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 12:28 pm
Lawrence received a once over, Nash's gaze moving across his face consideringly.
"I mean, probably. It would depend, though, really. Situational and all that." Nash waved a hand. "I like sex and I like no-strings-attached sex, but I tend not to go waving my d**k around to just anyone just because it's there. If the situation called for it, then I'd be glad to have a good time with anyone."
"Well," Nash amended, "Mostly anyone. A girl's gotta have some standards at some point."
He was not going to stoop as low as commenting onto how much sex he'd had in his life, especially since it seemed a little pointless. Nash knew how much he'd had, and he knew how much he'd enjoyed it, and really, that was enough for him.
Nash swung one of his legs idly. "He looked like a guy who could use a good time. And since I like to think I'm pretty good at giving a good time without the extraneous neediness and strings generally attached to said good time, it was something that benefited us both pretty nicely."
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 12:49 pm
Probably. It was better than a no but nowhere near as good as a yes.He found it difficult not to take it as a bit of an insult. He'd met people like Nash before in his life, people who would sleep with anyone but who gave very little of themselves in return. They were a different breed of person from him, not necissarily predatory, not entirely out for anything but a good time. He found them frustrating, always saturating the market with free product and making it harder to hunt down the vulnerable and corner a market on what they needed. There'd been a man in the bathhouse he used to frequent, a big guy called Charlie who'd have slept with anyone, he had been in the way, giving everything and asking nothing. It took months to deal with him. Nash looked like it would take a similar effort if he wanted to make a dent in the irritation and threat he represented.
Well, if he was even allowed. Rodney's dissapointed expression in his thoughts still kept him in check.
"Good time with anyone but with standards? Standards will trip you up in the end."
He still looked irate about Melvin. "Did he tell you about his highly contagious disease?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 1:24 pm
Nash was looking over the side of the building, at a hunter who had just come out of the dormitory and was sloshing through the rain down the walkway. He debated trying to throw his crumpled up chip bag at him, but it wouldn't get very far, so instead he just turned his attentions back to Lawrence.
Who was still probably being irritable about it all. Nash said lightly, "I mean, I'm not gonna go out to some homeless dude and ask for a ********, that's just asking for trouble. And I don't do cheating, I could care less about the drama of relationships, I'm good without all of that."
He smiled charmingly at Lawrence, looking thoroughly unconcerned, although Acheri rattled { Disease? } inside of his head, a wheeze of a concerned breath for his hunter's safety that was, for the most part, ignored. Nash paused for a fraction of a second before he gave another shrug.
"We covered it all up, so regardless - nothing got where it wasn't supposed to be. Or where it wasn't wanted."
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 1:36 pm
"The thing about cheating is that a lot of the time you don't even know you are doing it. All it takes is a word of a lie and you are involved anyway. I used to enjoy it honestly, a power trip really, knowing you are being compared against their partner, it makes me want to work that little bit harder. When they find out, you are gone, not a trace. You seem to prefer the easy life really. No strings, no drama. No excitement. Seems fairly boring in fact."
"And you say that like there aren't diseases transmitted by skin contact, by fluids, by lice. For a man with loose morals you can't be naive enough to think you have everything covered when it comes to horseman created ailments." he smiled. "But that was nice of him not to worry you with it. If you feel sick or find your libido out of balance, do go to the infirmary before you get too bad. I mean, it's not too big a deal, just millions of tiny creatures living inside you."
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 2:27 pm
"True," Nash conceded. "Not everyone comes straight out and tells you they're cheating on so-and-so, it's an easy trap to fall into." The corners of his lips curled up into something that was something like a smirk. "But don't mistake me not wanting drama to something that's boring. I don't like being bored."
It was entirely true. October could go for ages without doing a single thing and be perfectly content, whereas Nash had started going crazy five minutes after getting confined to the infirmary. "I like to push buttons, it just depends on what sort of buttons and who I'm pushing," he added cheekily.
He did not like the idea that Melvin had some sort of disease, but there was also no guaranteeing that what Lawrence was saying was even truthful at all, especially considering the circumstances. Nash drew his leg up to prop on the wall, resting an elbow on his knee, chin in hand as he surveyed the man in front of him.
"You must be the ex-lover, then, aren't you?" Nash asked mildly. "He talked a bit about you. Still hung up?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 2:48 pm
"Then you must be really easily entertained." he said idly. "Sleeping with whoever, hanging out on rooftops, it doesn't sound like a life riddled with interest."
He chuckled. "I will have to assume you are good at pushing the buttoms of other scene kids. Does it involve insulting their dye job? If one of them gets green hair do one of you need to go change?" The guy seemed too agreeable to be out to push buttons, so he took the claim with a pinch of salt.
Still, Lawrence rankled involuntarily at the term "ex-lover", it made it sound like Melvin had been like his random flings, that he'd been on a par with Maebe, Sasha and the others who'd taken him up on an offer on their own whims. Melvin had been far more than just that, he'd been investment of time and care, more long term than could be summed up by such a flippant term. His posture stiffened slightly as he considered it, but he relaxed before he replied. "I cannot speak for him, but I am not hung up, nor am I an ex-lover. It was a relationship over two years. A relationship which is now over."
He seemed uncomfortable just discussing it at all, crossing his arms in a subconcious gesture of hostility.
"What did he say about me?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 3:11 pm
"Oh, I am," Nash assured him, looking as lazy and comfortable as a cat in the sun. "I'm very easily entertained."
He didn't even have to go into it, really. People said and did outrageous things all the time, and people watching was a sport, not just a hobby. It gave Nash ammunition for later, let him observe and take note of what people said and did and what he could do to poke just in the right spot.
All in all, it was a relatively fun thing, even if Lawrence clearly didn't see it that way.
"Oh, I insult their dye jobs all the time," said Nash airily. "Dottie especially, although Dean is immensely fun to needle. And my hair was blue for a while when I was a kid, so I just cycle through what I'm in the mood or not in the mood for."
Black painted fingers drummed absently along Nash's jaw as he considered the reply. "I never said it wasn't anything much. Just that it was over. Which it is, according to him, so the term ex-lover applies. Buuuut, if you'd rather me refer to you as ex-relationship guy that can be arranged too."
The discomfort was palpable. Nash tilted his head, brows raising, lazy grin widening.
"Why do you want to know? Aren't you over him?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 4:16 pm
"Evidently." Lawrence said snippily.
"Very...edgy." he commented on the hair, wrinkling his nose.
Lawrence gave Nash a grim look.
"Over him." he repeated, mimicking the intonation of Nash's voice. "That's a stupid question. There has never been a point in my life that I wasn't "over" anyone. Melvin could die tomorrow and I wouldn't mourn his passing. I could lose everything and everyone I've ever had and I wouldn't care." He didn't explain that he hated this fact, that he wished more than anything else that he could grieve, that he could understand how you moved past the holes in your life and didn't trip over them day after day after day.
It was too complicated a question and it was one he could only answer in regards to lingering emotional attachment. There wasn't any, because there never had been any. But there was possessiveness, a sense of ownership, pride, attraction and various other tethers to the man. There was the gaps he felt in each day where Melvin had been, spaces which still stung now and then. He mostly did laundry alone, and that was one of the places where the ghosts of what had gone before lingered. Was that normal? Did everyone experience it?
"I want to know because I'm curious." he said. "Because curiosity is why I do anything."
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 4:45 pm
"The edgiest," Nash deadpanned, because he'd heard it all from the twins and especially Dean about how much of an edgelord he was. Lawrence's grim look was met with a slightly surprised one of his own, Nash blinking.
"Ouch, man, that's cold." Maybe he was one of those people that just didn't feel anything at all. Or maybe he was in very vehement denial, which also seemed plausible, given how irately he was taking to his and Melvin's little tryst. Or it could even be that he was just plain stubborn about emotional attachments the way Nash was.
Still. It did seem pretty brutal.
"And here you said that my life was boring. As for what Melvin said about you..." Nash eased out a breath that was almost a sigh.
There was a long pause.
"Sorry. I'm not in the habit of repeating other people's confidences. But rest assured, he was quite diplomatic," Nash added, with a cheerful smile.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 5:09 pm
"Maybe it is cold but so am I." Both metaphorically and literally right now it turned out. "And I have to be fine with boredom. I even take medicine to make me fine with it, because when I try not to be bored, to feel things, to engage with the world on a meaningful level. Well. " And he wiggled the fingers on his only hand.
He was irritated by Nash's evasiveness and the fact he just smugly told him nothing at all about anything. It was like talking to one of the golems he'd taught conversation loops and he fully intended to steal some of this data for further frustrating dead ends going forward.
"Well you evidently never met him because Melvin is never diplomatic, he would ask the sky why it was blue. Diplomacy isn't even a word I think that he could spell. So I know for a fact that you are lying."
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 6:07 pm
"Do you mean physically or emotionally, because both seem to be applicable at the moment," Nash pointed out, with a vague gesture at the rain before his hand curled back around his umbrella. "And to be honest, boredom seems a rampant issue here on the island that I fully intend to capitalize on."
Hence the speed dating and the dare nights and his future plans for a club, all of which were Nash's attempts at alleviating said boredom. And to be entirely fair, he was being alleviated of it right now in this conversation, because frankly, the more irritated Lawrence got, the more Nash wanted to needle him. He had no interest in Melvin beyond the purely physical and the fact that he was just an interesting guy in general to be around.
Probably not a good idea to continue to bait. But still. No one ever said Nash was full of good ideas.
"I don't lie. It doesn't serve a purpose," he answered serenely, still smiling. "Fine, if you really want to know, he said he had just gotten out of a long term relationship. I asked if he was looking for a ******** or another relationship, he said a ********, so I asked him if he wanted to ********, and lo and behold, we ********, and it was pretty damn good if I do say so myself."
He gave Lawrence an innocent look.
"That answer your question?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 6:16 pm
"Yes. Both." Lawrence snapped, hugging himself through the cloak. It kept some of the rain off him but it wasn't really helping with not freezing. Feathers were better suited for warmth but even they got wet in the end.
He did however get a single raised eyebrow and a proper blue eyed stare for his statement that lying didn't serve a purpose. Lawrence had never heard anything quite so ludicrous in his whole life. Lying about things was existence, it was survival, it was the most important thing in the world.
"Obviously it was pretty damn good." he said. "Melvin learned from the best." He was somewhat relieved that the bare bones was all he'd mentioned about Lawrence, but equally it rankled him to hear that Melvin was indeed just fishing around for entertainment and without high standards. He was worth more than a rooftop fling with someone who capitalised on people's boredom for fun.
There were so many problems in the world and so many of them seemed like they'd be solvable if only there were more Lawrences in the world.
"But yes. It does."
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