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Aug. 27th, 2024 09:02 pm
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Got a message, or want to find Laios somewhere? Drop a line here!

Date: 2024-09-22 01:14 am (UTC)
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[…John is not blushing. You’re—nope he is definitely blushing.

With a shy smile, John nods to the door, hoping the low light of the Oak & Iron hides some of the color in his cheeks.]


C’mon, let’s head to the beach. I got something I wanna ask you.

Date: 2024-09-22 01:50 am (UTC)
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[John nods, moving to hold the door for Laios because he’s closer, and soon they’re heading for the sand, side by side.

He has the strange urge to reach out and hold his hand—but he’ll fall apart if he tries so he just hangs on to the handle of Tasha’s latest care package.

Focus. He has to focus…]


So, uh…you got one of those invites to the Leeds party, I bet. You going?

Date: 2024-10-02 05:56 pm (UTC)
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Yeah...it does.

[John takes a deep breath, tightening his grip on the handle of the basket so his hands won't shake. At least his palms aren't sweating, that's something.

Focus, damn it. It's like any other engagement: locate the target, complete the mission. Win the war.

Locate the target.


He meets Laios's gaze head on, licking his lips nervously.

Complete the mission.

He takes another deep breath, pushes it out heavily.]


I--I was wondering if you were going...if you were gonna be there with anyone. If--if you had a...date.

Date: 2024-10-02 06:19 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] theydrewfirstblood
[Entourage--there's the normal definition, but is that--is that what it's called? A group of partners? Damn it, he should have asked John...

This isn't a conversation he's ready to have right now, not when his nerves are already so on edge and he thinks Laios just said yes to the question he hasn't asked yet, but it's clear enough: other partner, they're okay with Laios...branching out this way, and John knows what he's getting into, so...

A relieved, wildly delighted smile breaks across his features as he lets out another breath he didn't know he was holding, one tinged with laughter.]


Yeah? So you--I mean, you'd want to...you'll go with me? You want to?

Date: 2024-10-02 07:16 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] theydrewfirstblood
[Just for a second, John can't breathe around the way that look on his face makes him feel. Like John asking him to be his date was a surprise he didn't let himself even dream about. Like this is the best thing that could have happened to him, like...John is...

He can't let himself think that. Not when he can feel that creeping fear that makes his bones ache more than they do all the time. This, he can be happy with this.

Laios said yes.

Chuckling and shaking his head, he's barely aware of gently tapping the side of Laios's arm with the back of his hand.]


Now, let's go find a place on the sand, talk out the particulars, and, uh...celebrate a little.

[John damn sure feels like celebrating.

It's been a long time since he's been allowed to win. It may not be a war, but as skirmishes go? It feels pretty damn good to come out on top.]