Calibrations Spill-Over Post

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[lord_wizard]

[He notices that reaction, despite his lack of follow-through. That's the mark of habit or training, and either seem plausible at this point. There's a lot he's suspected about him that's now becoming disturbingly clear. He hates to admit that he still finds it appealing]

I'm not sure what could possibly be more important.

[And not just because he has no idea where they are going, and isn't entirely sure he wants to know.]

[catamite]

[that's either the answer he was hoping for, or the one he was trained to look most pleased about. he shifts closer on the man's lap with a deft little motion rolling down his spine, and one hand slides down from his shoulder to fidget adoringly with his collar.]

Do you get bored on car-rides? I know I sure do...

[lord_wizard]

[The kid is good. He has to hand it to Nel that the act is very distracting. His initial comes in a slightly dazed tone]

I haven't been on many...

[No. No. This isn't right. He shouldn't be playing into this nightmare of a fantasy. He shouldn't be letting Nel slip into this role without any choice in the matter.

He catches Nel's wrist. Not hard, but enough to halt the playful fidgeting.] Nel. [He tries to look the elf in the eye. Trying to get to him through the haze of drugs] Do you know where we're going?

[catamite]

[despite the drugs, despite the haze, Nel startles fast when he's grabbed. he's one of the smart ones--he knows how not to completely ruin himself on chemicals before he's even properly started the night. so, though it's still a struggle to focus beyond the rhythm of this comfortable role, he at least partially manages it.

his grin falters in an instant, and the much more honest look of confusion and concern breaks through in pieces.]

...Um. We're going to... the party...

[brow furrowing, he turns to reluctantly look out the window, hesitating in trying to see what's out there and actually think.]

[lord_wizard]

[He hates seeing that look...hates making Nel uncomfortable...but he can only figure the way to get himself...or both of them...out of this dream is to question it]

Whose party is it? [He eyes the empty puppets meant to be Robin and Tek Theirs?

[catamite]

Yeah...

[but he sounds distracted and unsure. and the puppets in the car are little more than shadows now. he's looking outside, at the city lights that are inexplicably no longer streaming by. maybe they've already arrived at their destination?

Nel reaches out for the handle and shoves open the door, clumsily sliding off of the man's lap in the process. and as the door opens, pounding club music comes streaming in-- and Nel goes diving out into it.]