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Jul. 3rd, 2017 04:15 pm
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There was a point in Danny's life where he could easily draw a line and say that was the past, and this was the future. Or maybe it was more a matter of what kind of person he was, versus who he could be if he wanted to be something more. Either way, it all boiled down to pre Alex and post Alex. Danny had gone from a life of drugs, drink, and as much debauchery as any human could handle, to a life that was almost domestic and normal. ...Then, of course, there had been post-post Alex. A strange pocket of time spent unraveling mystery after mystery, all while swimming in uncertainty and terror- Like Nancy Drew trapped in some sort of conspiracy theory filled snuff porn.
 
Life in a post, post Alex world was just chaos, and a sinking feeling of dread that hung about just close enough to always be felt. It had left him an even bigger mess than he'd been before they'd met. Though he supposed it would be odd if he'd somehow come out of it all as a well adjusted, functioning member of society. You don't wade that deep in the government's bullshit and come out better for it. You just didn't.
 
What had happened with Jack the other week, and the confession from Hex that had followed soon after, had left him on edge all over again. Danny found himself fearing a repeat of everything that had happened with Alex- And though that should have meant he was more vigilant than ever, the hopelessness that had come after learning the truth about the death of last lover lingered on even now, and rather than fight or prepare for war, Danny did what Danny did best. ...He fucked off and got fucked up.
 
There were certain things you couldn't take when you were on HIV meds. Technically he shouldn't have been taking anything, but if you knew how to walk the tightrope, it wasn't so bad. The blues were fine, powder was alright, but the reds were right out. They'd make him crash hard, and getting your stomach pumped on a Sunday night wasn't anyone's idea of a party. He was buzzing though, two shots of vodka, one of the blues, two lines... Pulse was a bit quick but that was alright, that was fine. Everything was fine. 
 
Everything was great.
 
He didn't know who was dancing with, but they were warm and they moved just right. They moved exactly right, and Danny was so good at this. He didn't have a single life skill you could put on a bloody resume, but he could do this. He was king of the fucking club scene, darling. He was swagger and lust, and as the bpm got higher, so did he, never missing a single beat.
 
"You're bloody brilliant," he told his dance partner, leaning in and speaking right in their ear. "Buy me a drink?"
 
(OTA, late tags and slow time super welcome! Danny is stoned out of his skull, but in a good mood. ...Yay? Feel free to kill his buzz or encourage this wicked behaviour.)

Date: 2017-07-04 09:56 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] kersen
Kersen sighed, and rubbed the back of his neck. "No, I don't - know who that is. I just know Hex. Well, sort of know him. At least, I'm assuming it's not a common name."

Date: 2017-07-04 10:14 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] kersen
Fin. Right. Well, Kersen wouldn't mention that he knew him too, then.

"I just met him at a bar," he said gently. "I've seen him a total of twice, wouldn't exactly say we're friends. But the last time... he mentioned a boyfriend. Seemed pretty smitten." And also monogamous. And he knew that Kersen was a vampire.

Date: 2017-07-04 10:37 pm (UTC)
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Kersen looked at him for a moment, still holding his hand, and hesitated. "You're right, sometimes that's all there is. Danny - I have, ah. Slept with him. Once. A year ago. It doesn't bother me, it wasn't anything - but I don't want you to be upset if you find out later and wish you'd known."

He had to lie about so much anyway. He tried not to when he didn't have to.

Date: 2017-07-04 10:49 pm (UTC)
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Kersen visibly deflated. Well, fuck. So much for trying to be a good guy.

"Look, I won't try to change your mind. It's why I told you, I didn't want you to regret..." He sighed. "I'll be honest with you, I barely remember it, I was drunk off my ass, it was a ah, a bad time. And not something likely to be repeated, even if I'd run into him again."

He offered an awkward smile. "Sorry."

Date: 2017-07-04 11:01 pm (UTC)
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Kersen's eyes went wide. "Oh no no no that's not what I meant. It was a bad time for me. Thought - " Okay, no need to go into the walking into his death thing. "That's just why I was so drunk, I mean. So was he, actually. Upset about something."

Date: 2017-07-04 11:09 pm (UTC)
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"Oh. Shit. Danny..." Kersen carded his fingers through his hair, looking distressed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... I guess I should have just kept my mouth shut." But he reached back down and grabbed his hand again.

Date: 2017-07-04 11:49 pm (UTC)
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Hurt flickered across Kersen's face. Not because of the rejection, but because the lie was just insulting.

"I don't think the lie is really necessary at this point, do you?" he said. "It's okay. I get it." He took a step back.

Date: 2017-07-05 12:15 am (UTC)
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"You know where to find me now," Kersen said quietly. "It was nice meeting you, Danny."

And with that, he continued walking, in the same direction. He had no intention of going back to Pulse.

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