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 Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 9:03 pm
He didn't leave immediately when he received the update from Horace on Twitter. While he wasn't sure what was happening, he didn't want to rush in either. Not until he was sure of a few more things. Horace said America was with Jan, but maybe she wasn't there for long. If so, then America somehow anticipated his plan to have Jan move in with him. If not, she had some great timing.
As it stood, he decided that if he was going to talk and America might be there, he should at least do his homework to see if she spoke some version of truth. If not, he could point that out to her in front of Jan. If so, then it was just another thing he needed to talk to Jan about - and Rin.
After some time in the Infirmary that following morning, he sent a text to Jan as he usually would and headed to his place. At the door, he gave 3 curt knocks and waited.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 10:15 pm
America was a pile of copper hair and long, boneless limbs, the late morning sun dappling the sliver of exposed stomach where her hand reach under her shirt and idly scratched her belly as she slept in the room's lone sunspot. At the series of knocks, her eyes fluttered open but she didn't bother to get up.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 9:49 am
"It's Melvin." Lawrence stated flatly, too quiet to be heard through the door. "It's open." he added louder. "It is like a main street here today."
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 10:16 am
He stepped in when promoted and Hisbeues flicked about the room. America was noticeable, a tangle of red hair and limbs, but most alarming was that she was laying in the floor. It was pretty sloppy for anyone.
"I wanted to talk to you." He looked at Jan and then back down at America. "Morning, America. Didn't expect you here after all your earnings. You really shouldn't lay on the floor." True, Jan was clean, but a floor was still a floor.
"Are you busy with her or can we talk?" He asked, not wanting to intrude if - something was going on.
He also glance around again. "Changing things?" The room was usually more organized - which he preferred.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 10:21 am
The new presence made continuing her nap impossible, so the girl simply rolled over to gaze blearily at Melvin. "Mornin'...you here to set me up with some fella?" She offered a lazy smile. "Or t'Dr. Phil Horace and Lawrence back together? Fella has 9 more fingers, after all."
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 10:41 am
Melvin was much more calming in his approach to America and in response to the direct comments and questions he shook his head and smiled. "Oh no, I am not busy at all. I was simply catching up on my reading today, considering what to make for dinner and so on, meant to ask you if I could use your shower again later, so it's good that you came by."
He shook his head. "No, I haven't changed anything, America is just staying over at present rather than deal with her house which is not presently pleasant. I of course do not mind, I have enough space and live sparsely, but it impacts my usual order you understand."
"I assume Horace informed you, he has been very texting happy these days."
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 10:53 am
Melvin frowned further when she rolled, watching her hair sweep the ground and probably collect more dust. It was a shame.
"I didn't know you were still here - so no. I also can't match you up until I know your type. What is it? I'm assuming someone who lives dangerously to give you some type of thrill else you wouldn't be comfortable being here after all you've told me and what I've seen." He checked thise Infirmary files. "A Sun perhaps would be a good fit? Plenty of those with established relationships for you to intrude upon."
The he added. "You should lay a blanket down before you lay there."
He returned to look at Jan, still standing. "Trouble at home? You're room is hardly big enough for you. I thought we were talking about a move. How will you accommodate another person then? It certainly doesn't give you any privacy,"
Or him and Rin.
"I told Horace to talk to me as much as possible since he runs off too much. I'm hoping he can talk more before he acts. Him telling me about America is one of those. Can I ask why you agreed? Isn't that a bit dangerous for you?" He narrowed his eyes, hoping Jan caught what he meant about the dangerous of being with a thing that gave him ice crotch and tried to kill him.
"...given your place with Horace and how they fight." He said, covering up the question in America's presence. "You two fight too actually. Seems a bit of a toxic situation. "
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 10:59 am
The questions about her type were met with a chuckle and grin, but she didn't answer until he started questioning her decision to be here. "Me n' Mister Cowboy understand one another. 'Sides Lawrence doesn't need privacy unless he's up to no good."
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:05 am
"I was talking about a move, certainly, but that was before all of this happened." he nodded to America. "And as always she is correct, at least insofar as privacy not being important to me, I am of course never up to no good. And I assure you at present there is no more danger to me than the usual low level ambient danger levels of the island, if America here wanted me dead or harmed, I would be."
He gestured at the intact calm room with his hand. "But I am not. I am perfectly healthy and perfectly all right. In fact the only emotional upset I have had today was courtesy of Horace. But he has gone now so things are just fine."
Melvin got a fond smile. "How are you? You seem a little stressed. Moreso than usual, don't worry, things are fine, better than fine."
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:22 am
"What understanding is that? I wonder if this a mural truce or it is something more. You said he was your toy to play with yet also warned me to stay clear if him. Maybe I should ask Jan what his type is?"
He looked back to the man once more. "That isn't comforting, Jan. Someone who could kill you isn't someone you just hang around with in small, confined places. I also don't see how such a situation improves things for you. What benefit is there to having her here? I only see it causing trouble for you and Horace."
"I tend to like privacy when speaking with you. I feel Horace would want the same unless you like an audience. I'm stressed when I think if you are in danger of not and when I hear troubling news about your character."
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:31 am
With a long, cat-like stretch, America got up and perched herself on the dresser. "Not an understanding, hun. We understand," she clarified with slow emphasis, "each other. And as far as dangerous goes, I haven't been the one chopping off people's fingers."
With a lift of her eyebrows, she turned to Lawr, "You want me to leave so you can get up to no good with Melvin for a bit?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:55 am
He found it was very pleasant to have America there, it was like having an interpreter which saved him the effort of having to try and explain what simple terms - in this case understanding - meant.
"Anyone on this island could kill me Melvin if they invested enough effort in doing so. That is paranoid talk if ever I heard it. Should I avoid duty with higher ranked hunters? Strangers? No, I am not afraid, I do not fear being in the company of others. Likewise, I could hurt you, does that mean you should avoid being alone with me?" He shrugged his shoulders. "And there is no me and Horace Melvin. He put me in more danger than America ever could and then had the absolute rudeness to accuse her of being somehow lesser than everyone else, I can no longer trust him, it is over."
He raised a brow as once again he was asked for private conversation, mildly irritated that people could not simply say what they had to in the presence of the huntress.
"I am not in danger Melvin, I am a big boy, all grown up and able to take care of myself, though I do appreciate your concern for us always." He did not want America to leave, he realised, the thought of trying to handle Melvin with his present levels of discomfort and restlessness courtesy of all the arguing making the prospect of reverting to that curious fixated state unappealing. "It is up to Melvin missy." he said gently. "If he has things to say that he cannot say in front of anyone else then perhaps you will have to, though it is rude when you live here." And there was subtle, cold emphasis set upon the word rude.
In his head, Butch snarled, picking up on his master's tension and low level restlessness and converting both into anger.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 12:19 pm
And so it was that Jan and Hirace was done. Part of him knew that Anerica was a major catalyst for that, but there seemed to be other problems. He couldn't help Horace now that it was already decided. Instead, he simple had to be there when Horace dealt with being single and America residing with his ex.
Jan's aggravation was chalked up to the recent breakup and so he left it pass. "I didn't know you two were broken up. I'm sorry. I don't mean to prod."
Horace hasn't mentioned anything in the text but then again, he barely said anything. Just that America was here and to be careful if both of them.
"You know I would never hurt you and you have not hurt me. I am referring to a history that you two share that makes me concerned. I don't like seeing anyone in the Infirmary and i've been making a lot of visits as of late. Injuries to both of you. Can you see why i wouldn't want to see a pattern of it happening again?"
However, the "us" had him wondering if Jan meant Jan and Rin or the safety of Jan and America. "I know you are capable. You know why I have my reasons for worrying when it comes to danger and harm to you." And he left it to linger before continuing. "Not just as a Lifer."
To America and Jan's tone and question, he glanced back to her. "If he feels you are ok being here, I suppose I can talk of a few things. I was going to bring something up to someone else anyways but they don't seem to be here at present."
He turned to be able to look at them both without turning his head too much. This was now a group conversation after all.
"I'd like to know what is going in between you two? I'd like to know. America states you are dangerous and I've seen the damage you've done to her upon her suggestion and yet you seem sweet to her. You are this way too with Horace and yet hurt him. He said it was because he asked to be treated like her. So what is this between you two?"
"Is this some sort of sex thing?" He added, unsure if the kinks people had.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 12:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 12:41 pm
"Sex is just a funnel of sorts Melvin," America drawled, idly kicking her heels. "Catchin' all the emotions n'such and pourin'em into one place." She offered a small grin at him, "But we aren't having sex. We're just hanging out. I told you before, he makes sense to me right now. He gets me in a way other folks don't, try as they might. And he likes me here because I'm me, so of course he does."
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