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[jageskro]

It was like an itch you knew you weren't supposed to scratch. A lot of things had become clearer to Jag, about himself, since he'd watched Hex's videos, and somehow, the closer it came to the time Val would be back, the more Jag wanted to give in to his 'old' habits and do something really stupid. Start a bar in a fight with an arsehole or two, and get hurt.

It was as far from healthy as he could get, he realised, and that was why he hadn't started a bar fight in over a month now. He was in a bar right now, having a pint and trying to resist the desire to walk over to the bastards in the booth right behind him. Their racist, homophobic conversation wasn't making it easy on him. He was waiting for the misogyny to make an appearance, really. He'd barely touched his pint in the last ten minutes and was gnawing on his thumb's nail, feet propped on his bar stool, one leg bouncing.

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[jageskro]

They were infectious giggles, and after a beat, Jag joined in, although that made him realise his ribs were bruised, and he ended up holding his side as he laughed. "I should get off," he remarked as he settled down, and glanced outside. They were heading for a part of town he had no reason to be in.

[harrowgate]

"If you insist," Felix managed once he had a breath to speak with. As an afterthought, he slipped his fingertips into a jacket pocket and produced a little white business card, which he offered to Jag. "In case you need an excuse in the future."

[jageskro]

A business card. So fancy. "An excuse?" Jag echoed, unsure what the bloke meant, before leaning over and asking the driver to stop on the side of the road for a second.

[harrowgate]

"To rough up a few more bigots," Felix clarified, his eyes smiling even if his mouth only quirked a little. "I'm very good bait."

[jageskro]

"I never really need an excuse for that," Jag assured him with a smile of his own, although his was more on the surface than not. He really oughtn't be doing that anymore. But the arseholes deserved it. Still, he pocketed Felix's card. "Thanks for the escape." It was probably for the best, for all that he definitely would have welcomed more pain.

It was for the best.

[harrowgate]

When the cab pulled to the side of the road to let Jag out, Felix wiggled his fingertips in a lazy good-bye wave. "I'll cover the fare, darling. Try to get home without starting another fight," he suggested.

[jageskro]

"No promises," Jag told him with a smirk as he climbed out of the cab. "Cheers," he added with a wave of his hand, and then he headed off, already patting his pockets for his cigarettes.