hadriel | Dirty Laundry [video]

[Seel's at the speakeasy, a glass of something very alcohol next to him, having run out of booze at home. It's obvious he's been there for a while as the mound of ash and spent cigarette butts is piled high. There's nothing quite like having to kill your best friend to really hammer home just how much your life sucks. This time at least, Seel's spreading the wealth. Be thankful he doesn't have dirt on the rest of you.

His words aren't exactly properly enunciated after that much alcohol, but at least cloud of smoke around him was dissipating into the rest of the speakeasy.]

I hear Pell's been here a while. You all probably think of him as a nice, upstanding member of your delinquent little society you've built here. I'm here to set the record straight. Nice people don't knock up their one night stands and then try to hide and pay off their dirty little secret. Your marriage is the most disgusting affront I've ever seen and your consort is a manipulative, conniving bitch. Cause that's what happens when you knock up gold digging rock stars. You marry them and they make your life hell and glue diamonds to their nails.

And then to top it all off you invite Cal to become Tigron with you? That's right, ladies and gentlemen. Pell's King of the World. And apparently Calanthe too--because all you need to do to get promoted is to become a lunatic, and a murderer. That's exactly who I would want to be in charge of things.

Oh, and Pell? While he thought you were dead, your beloved was knocking boots with Terzian. You know, the stone hard killer who liked to eat people and collected vats of blood? Their child looks exactly like him.

The rest of you? Pell has a fetish for blondes. Anyone thinking about bleaching their hair? Don't.

Anyone have any more cigarettes?

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[ Pell just holds on a little tighter, because he's sick of it already and it's only just become an issue for him. ]

I'm going to have to call my friends tonight and head this off.

Do. Although I doubt most of them believe it. For all I can tell the entire place thinks you're an angel.

Also inaccurate, but preferable.

Oh? Why innacurrate?

No one's perfect, Cal. Notably I'm a brat, and stubborn, and selfish about certain things. It's just that none of that comes up often here.

Perfect is boring, anyway. [He runs a hand through Pell's hair, although he still can't quite bring himself to smile.] It couldn't hurt to play it up a little.

[ Pell does smile then, amused despite himself. ]

Well most of my value here is what I can do. It doesn't matter if your healer has a shitty personal life, as long as they heal you.

People ask questions, though. There aren't so many here that the gossip won't carry. Call your friends.

...after dinner. Let me think about what to tell them. Because I don't believe he's lying.

He isn't. That's the part that hurts the most.

I guess the truth is my best defense.

Against the truth. What a battle.

What a mess, is more like it.

Has our life ever been neat?

It was peaceful enough, once.

That doesn't mean it wasn't a mess.

True. It was a mess beneath the surface.

[ He sighs heavily and turns in Cal's arms, picking the knife back up to finish chopping. ]

I'll have to message Jo, Chris... Emily's not here anymore, but I wish she was. She would have ripped Seel to pieces.

I'm tempted to do that myself. [More physically than verbally, but you know. Same thing. His arms tighten around Pell just a hair.] I doubt it will do much.

Oh, he'll be miserable soon enough. Either because he has to eat just the canned food, or from missing aruna. It won't kill him, here, but it's not fun either.

Good. He deserves it.

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