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goneawayworld2021-06-02 08:13 pm
poor_unlucky_girl) wrote in goneawayworld2021-06-02 08:13 pm
Let's get the party started!
Who: Everyone including YOU
What: Pride month celebration!
Where: Mess hall
When: First weekend of June, after the brain quest.
Warnings/Notes: Probably alcohol, language, might lead to sexy stuff
Ah yes, Jennifer is in pure delight. Back in her day, this wasn't a thing and now not only she, who will romanticize everything, gets to celebrate love, she gets to witness people be happy as they celebrate with her. She waves happily at whoever enters and nods towards all the available material.
There is indeed lots of booze, which one wouldn't expect from Jennifer but hey, Price helped. There's rainbow cake, and biscuits with the flags on it. Before everyone arrives she innocently asks one of the staff members in the kitchen if she can eat a lesbian one. There's a box with pins and facepaints. Some people are sporting funny or sexy costumes. She is wears her usual hairdo, but decorates it with a rose, paired with a simple white dress. She drinks her tea and is happy, and just a little bit too clueless of what can happen during these kinds of celebrations...
What: Pride month celebration!
Where: Mess hall
When: First weekend of June, after the brain quest.
Warnings/Notes: Probably alcohol, language, might lead to sexy stuff
Ah yes, Jennifer is in pure delight. Back in her day, this wasn't a thing and now not only she, who will romanticize everything, gets to celebrate love, she gets to witness people be happy as they celebrate with her. She waves happily at whoever enters and nods towards all the available material.
There is indeed lots of booze, which one wouldn't expect from Jennifer but hey, Price helped. There's rainbow cake, and biscuits with the flags on it. Before everyone arrives she innocently asks one of the staff members in the kitchen if she can eat a lesbian one. There's a box with pins and facepaints. Some people are sporting funny or sexy costumes. She is wears her usual hairdo, but decorates it with a rose, paired with a simple white dress. She drinks her tea and is happy, and just a little bit too clueless of what can happen during these kinds of celebrations...
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"...Why, do you believe there have been other instances of them not understanding you? Or do you mean it as a general statement?"
He shifts in his place.
"I do believe that they had your best interest at heart. They care about you. Sometimes demonstrating love is a bit..." he gets distracted by Dan's sticky shirt for a moment "Harsher than the feeling itself."
He'd know about that, he has his own special way of showing the freelancers how much he loves them. They won't let him anymore, though. Which makes him need the Director even more, in a place like this the ranks would be blurred and Price has plans for the eventuality of him showing up: 'everyone is against us but I will always be by your side no matter what, sir', 'I am yours to command, sir', 'nobody else knows our side of the story, we only need each other, sir' and much more that would lead to the Director opening up and giving him
ordersa reason to livehis beautiful soul to feed him and fill him with all those sweet emotions that he can't feel. You know, plans. He's just so hungry for that little something, that little spark...no subject
He sighs, looking at Price. "I don't want them caring about me, you know."
It's hard enough that Bunny cares about him, and how terrible is that, that Dan sees being cared for as a source of distress? That being sincerely loved by someone is as often a burden as it is a blessing?
"It's more uncomplicated that way."
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He wonders if Dan is actually wise in not wanting anyone to care about him. Price wishes he didn't want anyone to care about him, maybe it would be freeing. That thought leaves his mind very soon, though, because he's perfectly aware that it's just a toxic coping mechanism Dan is desperately turning to and that it's not true that he doesn't want others to care, rather he doesn't want anyone to worry or suffer for him.
Price smiles at him. He really is that special.
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"I care about you," Dan says.
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Shut up, no you don't, please don't say that is what immediately comes to his mind as a response.
"Thank you, Daniel, but you don't have to say that."
He knows he doesn't think that. He knows people like him, they might have a noble heart but their intentions are less than noble. They just want to make themselves look like they have it together by actively trying to fix someone they think is worse than them. There's no reason to get one's hopes up.
And even if Dan actually cares about him, it's just because he doesn't know any better. Soon he'll learn and abandon him.
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Dan cares about everyone. It’s his greatest strength and most destructive flaw. But it’s more than just ambient bonhomie that drives him to care about Price, more than just an overdeveloped muscle for empathy and pity.
“I’ll just take a wild guess here and say that you probably reject being cared for for the same reason I do. Because you don’t think it’ll last.” Dan shrugs. “If that’s the case, us having that in common makes me care more.”
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"It's not the case." he doesn't explain any further because he just wants to placate him "...But thank you."
Another light smile, this time more awkward. Time to sip some vodka directly from the bottle.
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Dan’s much more dangerous than his gentle disposition suggests. He’s smart, good at picking up clues and identifying patterns, and it means he can smell sensitivity like a bloodhound, means he can piece together pictures of the people he’s around quickly and usually quite accurately. He’s had to be, to survive on the margins like he has. Maybe that’s why he’s so upset at Stacia and the others; Dan isn’t used to being surprised by people, isn’t used to misjudging, and it’s threatening to have done so.
So now he’s trying together a read on Price, and there are stakes if he’s wrong. Price has his good looks that he feels are vanishing; Dan feels uncertain about the emotional intelligence he’s always needed to stay alive.
“How’s your vodka?”
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Price shrugs. He looks down at the bottle for a moment and drinks again. He can perceive that Dan is trying to change the topic, somehow.
"So, what have you been up to lately?"
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“Honestly? Wishing I could just take off and be five thousand miles from almost everyone else on here. And keeping my sharp shooting skills honed. You have to be real calm and steady to do trick shots, so it’s good meditation.”
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"It's very sweet."
He swallows loudly.
"Oh. Well, it's good that you are practising. Focusing on one's skills can be productive and healthy."
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He sounds rueful about that. Dan prefers getting into trouble.
"I wasn't joking about being open to hooking up, you know," he says, deciding to just get direct.
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"ExCUse me?!" his voice gets louder for just a moment.
He tries to say something else but just mumbles incoherently. He's flustered, this is very wrong, it has to be.
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Price blushes incontrollably. Yes, he's shy. Believe it or not, he's more comfortable hooking up with who makes it clear from the beginning they see him as prey. It's just how it works, how it's supposed to work. Dan is kind of a wild card, under certain aspects. The fact that he even said that he cared is just-- It's strange. Doesn't help that Dan is so handsome and if only Price was thirty or at least twenty-five years younger they'd be a perfect match for the night.
"I...Ah...I see. Don't worry, it's fine, it's fi--"
The nervousness makes him drop the bottle, spilling its content pretty much everywhere.
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Dan near leaps out of his skin at the bottle falling. He's always so much jumpier than his laidback demeanor hints at, and he hops off the bed and grabs a towel and starts to sop up the alcohol.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to put you on the spot. Just the Pride party put ideas in my head, I reckon. Didn't mean to waste good liquor."
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The Pride party put ideas in his head? What's that supposed to mean? Price has never even thought of trying to seduce him in any way. He has noticed Dan's attractive everything, of course, he's not blind, but there are several factors (Dan being younger, his powers, having to walk on eggshells because of him, and Price just feeling repulsive in general) that make this situation a turn off and overall he thinks that this would be something best fulfilled with an alone time fantasy rather than the actual deal. It would complicate so many things. Basically it's a no but he actually wants it, it's a 'it's better if we don't do it' rather than 'I don't want to do it', but the reasons for it concern him too much and he would rather stay silent than voice said concerns and be vulnerable even if it leads to
falsereassurance."It's just that I did not expect that."
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Dan generally doesn't push a rejection; that is, after all, a fantastic way to cross the line between interested in others and rude, uncomfortable, objectifying. He usually just signals his interest and, if it isn't picked up immediately, moves on to the next person who might be down.
"Why didn't you expect it?" Dan puts some more pieces of glass in the trashcan. There's no accusation embedded; he isn't accusing Price of leading him on, simply explaining so Price can tell him off for misreading in the most accurate place. "You know what I'm like, I've offered before, you're attractive, we're both drinking, you invited me back to your room."
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He tries to deflect. He feels silly looking at himself panic like this, but who knows. He wants to secure a bond, but also to destroy it, he likes everyone but also hates everyone, there are so many polar opposites of emotions inside of him and nothing that is even remotely balanced. Curiosity, boredom, anger, sadness, whatever feeling he gets? It's just a basic feeling that spirals and becomes bigger, perhaps to compensate for some of the smaller nuanced ones that he isn't capable of feeling. So in a situation where there is no concrete goal or side, what is he supposed to base his decisions on? Everything is so fickle.
"Ah!" he hisses and then whines softly as he hurts himself with a shard of glass in an attempt to pick it up.
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"Let me finish cleaning up." Dan shows his hand to Price, his hand that's covered in pocks from gunpowder and scars from decades of manual labor. "You got nice hands. Mine can take a bit of a beating."
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"Come on, we will clean up later."
He says, pulling Dan's hands away instinctively. He lets go off them immediately as he realizes that oh no, there was contact, so Dan may or may not have felt that he's...Impacted by that sight, yes. Also, he realizes that if he's suggesting to clean later he's supposed to have an idea on what to do now.
"Heh. Would you...Like to go somewhere?"
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Dan sweeps the remaining shard aside and under the bed, spreads the soaked towel over the place of the broken bottle so any remaining slivers are covered. He doesn’t use his power.
“Where are you thinking?”
lost a couple (of dozens) of braincells typing this rationalization, enjoy
He almost forgot about him. They kind of found this unspoken system for which they try to participate in missions separately so that one is out fighting and the other is on the Rig and can enjoy the room for himself. Meaning that they haven't actively discussed who gets the top bunk and who gets the bottom bunk. Meaning that since they tend to sleep here only one at a time and that no one takes the top bunk if they are alone, Dan got glitter all over Tucker's bed.
Leaving glitter only in 'Tucker's bed' would be such a rude move to do for no reason that would be misinterpreted as the start of some roommate war or confrontation. Having sex with Dan on Tucker's bed would have glitter as a mere consequence, also Tucker is constantly preaching the importance of getting laid and while he doesn't practise what he preaches someone has to. Dan clearly wants to commit a horrible mistake (stupid Dan), Price himself wants to pretend that he's loveable - and beautiful, why does nobody acknowledge that he is beautiful?! Well, Dan just did, but...Still, no one seems to acknowledge his positive qualities and he knows that Dan is either lying to get in his pants or simply doesn't know any better but he might as well enjoy it while it lasts.
Oh God, what if it's a bet between Dan and his friends? Ha-ha, go to Price and blatantly lie to him, tell him that he's not becoming old and ugly and stupid, that he's not worthless and that it would absolutely be a bad thing if he died. Oh, and remember to get in his pants because it's some kind of conquest doing it to someone so repulsive and only someone brave and reckless like you can do it, huh?! That makes perfect sense, Dan, you piece of shit. Oh, but he's so hot...
Well, if it is a bet then it will be perfectly understandable if he decides to kill everyone. Others will agree and let him, also because they're going to get a laser in the face too if they don't. Yes. Yes, this another potential benefit, he's going for it.
"I was reflecting over the fact that I haven't had the opportunity to admire the roof and the sky at night yet, I figured it would be an interesting sight. Especially if paired with a good friend and a good liquor."
He replies completely calmly, sounding formal as usual.
"...I do however have to consider that, come to think about it, Captain Tucker recently left to partake on a mission so he is not likely to return today, if you want to stay here."
Smooth.
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Dan tries not to let it show so much on his face that he's puzzling Price out. Obviously Price is insecure - no one sabotages everything so compulsively as Price does if they aren't trying to secure their sense of control over things that can't be controlled - and Dan figures Price is flipping between thinking Dan's an idiot and thinking Dan's got a forgotten arm he's going to sucker Price with. Dan would prefer Price think the former. Dan's an idiot falls much closer to the truth - that Dan's just bored and self-destructive and horny - than the latter, and Dan tends to thrive on being underestimated.
Dan gets back on that lower bunk and spreads out, resting his hand on his head. "What are we going to do if we stay here in the dorm room?"
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For at least the last ten years, his demeanour made it so that everyone desexualized him completely. It wasn't intentional, but as he found out he perpetuated it because he was convenient. He didn't necessarily like it, but he got used to it, so someone seeing him as something other than his job feels strange. Especially since he desperately wants to be that person again, since he was at peak performance and peak happiness. Maybe Dan will just do it with everything that breathes, fine, but it's still concerning.
"We can cuddle," Price lays next to him, he doesn't necessarily mean it as a eufemism, it's more of a 'let's start slowly and see how I feel about it' "if that is alright with you."
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