"I think you're right. And I'd love to," Will replies with a grin. "Although I need to think on what to explore next, now that we've determined that you aren't looking for violence. You have more sophisticated taste...I feel like I've got an idea, nothing detailed has coalesced yet. But we'll figure it out."
Will smiles at Malcolm. "In the meantime, if you have any particular ideas or scenario you'd like to try, let me know. I can set it up for you." And he'll always be happy to play the antagonist for it. The Enclosure's not so good at coming up with 'smart' villains, after all.
Right. I remember thinking that he was...calm, for a vampire. And guessed that probably meant he was quite old. How was he, in the breach? Were you related?
Let's see- I don't actually have a shift at work in a couple of days. The kennel's kinda overstaffed at the moment. So we could try then? Or evenings anytime, honestly. I can bring all the equipment.
Malcolm's smile is almost bashful when Will calls his taste in darkness 'sophisticated'. It didn't occur to him that he could also come up with scenarios. He'll consider it. In the meantime, his fingers fidget at Will's collar.
"So... maybe in the meantime... tonight..." He looks up at Will's face playfully from under his brow. "We could do something more intimate than kissing?"
Yep, that's it. Good for you, unfortunately less helpful for me. I really wish my empathy condition was made up.
You know, in my time, there's only two even semi-confirmed cases of true DID. So you're in good company with the rest of the 'sufferers'. Has anyone else around here given you shit about it?
[ Because from everything Will read at home, anyone going so far as to seek a DID diagnosis has a damn good reason to. ]
That's the new word for it, yeah. Still called Multiple Personality Disorder where I'm from. I read every fucking book I could about it.
[He laughs.]
No one around here gives a shit. A lot of people have never heard of it, which made it easier...and harder. Worked for a few months until I got a fucking warden and he blew the lid off of it.
Will's smile shows a bit more teeth, suddenly. It's still somewhat rare that Malcolm initiates anything sexual, but he's starting to get more comfortable with being forward. "I think we could. Maybe," he replies, just as playful.
He leans forward and takes Malcolm's lower lip in between his teeth, tugging it lightly in a promise of more to come. "You want to stay here, or relocate?" Kind of mean to make your boyfriend do the Walk of Shame when you're essentially living together, after all.
It's his call. [Sweeney's not looking to change it.]
If he gives you a reason, an' you wanna talk about it, I'm willin'. I'm guessin' he's gonna sell you on some bullshit, but I don't want ta poison the well if he gives you the truth. That's why I don't want to get into it yet. [That's not really the point of the call.]
I just want you ta know that yer still the same to me. That what we are has nothin' ta do with that label. [In case there's any doubt.]
Malcolm grins. "I want to stay right here, with you." He left his spare set of restraints after retrieving them from Zero. "Annnnd I also want kissing, just to be clear. With the other stuff." Will is great at it, what can he say? "And then we can go to my cabin in the morning and make breakfast." But maybe tonight he's hiding. Not that Will's cabin wouldn't be the second place anyone would look after trying his own.
[He appreciates the assurance. Which lets him bring things back around.]
That was the impression I was given. 'Bout the Girl, I mean. But fuck if I know. I do know he's the Alpha, which gives him authority as a blanket thing. [Sweeney exhales.]
But I would suggest talkin' ta Lark 'bout this shit. 'Cause I don't fuckin' know, an' I got reason ta think Iris doesn't either. An' that's what has me pissed the fuck off. I feel like her knowin' basics like Rules an' Rituals is a pretty fuckin' low bar. [However, there's a fact that doesn't change, and his voice calms again.]
I have no right or place ta ask about any of it. But you do. Lark may tell you ta fuck off, but at least then he'll have ta say it to yer face an' not get off on yer ignorance.
Oh, I'll definitely be talking to him. Seems like there's a lot he should've let us know about. At least Iris and Malcolm.
[ It would've been on them to tell him and Maggie, but he has no doubt Malcolm would've. ]
Damn it, this is- you know, I have Iris' blood in me, too? I'll follow how she feels about it. He can manage, unless he has some sort of supernatural means he didn't tell us about to make me heel. And if he does, he'll regret that.
Did he explain anything to you? Or did he just tell you no?
He gave me reasons, some more valid than the others. Not sure what he'll tell you. I wanna give him the chance ta give you an answer b'fore I start refutin' shit that ain't brought up. [That note made, he continues on a tangential thought.]
But it's not somethin' I'm fightin'. If Iris does, I'll support her, but I ain't lookin' ta start shit. Ya'll got plenty ta work through already, with so many new pups an' Lark fresh back. I'm guessin' there's gonna be a lotta work that ain't 'bout me.
[And he'll be grateful for it. The Pack is in desperate need of education and unification.]
Here's hoping. But for our meeting - I figure we do this based on your schedule. You're my inmate, so your schedule is my schedule, pretty much; if you pick a day and time that I have a conflict with, I'll just cancel my conflict, no biggie. And Avalon doesn't seem like they have much going on.
[ How much does he not want to do this. So much. ]
I need the truth from you. I'm trying to help Bright-sensei. So when I ask, know it's for that.
Was Bright-sensei your counselor at any point, even as a trial, before you two started to date?
...and for the record, I have no intention of asking Bright-sensei to step down. I think this has all been a big misunderstanding. But I need to know what you told Bright-sensei... and what you've told other people.
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