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Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 18, 2014, 10:37:56 AM »
Timo thought the tactic was to get him pent up and then relax him with a change in topic, being the thing that Vomas wanted to know most.  He was resentful that it had worked smoothly on him and also irked that the mind-games weren't being played to his advantage.  This Red Man--vampire, this vampire--was wily and Timo decided to speak frankly, lest he be antagonised again.

He gave the vampire his grudging respect.

"Closest to the big tree in the park and closest to that... zen garden bridge.  There's a mess of them at the gazebo too, like the builders put it there on purpose.  That's all at the park," he added needlessly.  He'd found the hotspots because he'd followed them, but he didn't always follow them.  "There's a bunch of them in the West, up this side street with all the weird shops?  The biggest purple line goes straight into the Quarter.  I didn't go in there."

He shrugged.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 17, 2014, 04:40:06 PM »
Timo wasn't sure what Vomas was getting at, until the point smacked him in the face.

"I never wanted to be like them.  I like being able to see.  They have it easy, but fodder is still fodder no matter how blissful they have it.  They're worse than sheep because sheep don't have the capability of understanding.  Them, they just don't want to know," he sneered out this last sentence until he realised that Vomas had taken him to a dark place.  He adopted his winning smile, that for all appearances would be genuine except it didn't reflect in his eyes.  "How about we talk more about the shit I see and forget the history lesson?" he offered.  "It's not like it'll give you insight into anything other than my fucked up childhood.  Okay?"

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 17, 2014, 09:07:45 AM »
With his words thrown back at him about friendship, Timo's too-wide-smile soured and he glared at the coffee table instead of at Vomas' face.  He didn't want to talk about this; not when he wasn't ready to and especially not to this asshole.  He didn't have much of a choice however, so he delivered the truth as woodenly (and briefly) as possible.

"I grew up fast because I saw things and knew things I shouldn't have.  Innocence was for other kids.  I learned to use it to my advantage.  The end."

He wondered if this would meet Vomas' standards.  If he was pressed, he would offer more - perhaps give an example - but he wasn't going to offer it freely.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 16, 2014, 07:47:11 PM »
There was hesitation before Timo's answer.  He licked his lips and sat back on the sofa, pushing himself further into the cushion to try and get himself comfortable.  His hands remained on his lap, covering his crotch.

"I don't remember seeing anything different when I was young," he said, and if Vomas was being especially perceptive, he might understand that this was a lie.  "Most of my sight kicked in when I hit puberty.  Either that or I learned how to switch my vision around that time.  Hard to say."

He made sure to maintain eye-contact with Vomas throughout his statement.  Perhaps a little too much.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 16, 2014, 06:16:25 PM »
Timo laughed.  His laughter was rich and genuine because Vomas had surprised him by acknowledging the nickname he'd said out loud.  Was he actually beginning to respect this guy (for his personality rather than his Red-Man quality, which had commanded a kind of avoidance respect, as an antelope would respectfully give a lion a wide berth) or was Vomas just better at conning than he was?  Wouldn't it be easy for vampires to win people over?  Just charm them and gobble them up?

His laughter died away.

"Okay, Vomas.  You didn't give me a last name so I guess we're on a first name basis.  I don't suppose we'll be eating together.  That's not how it works right?  You don't go all shiny or anything in the sunlight?"

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 16, 2014, 05:54:25 PM »
"So much for being a classy hotshot," Timo complained, then thought it might not be a good idea to upset this guy.  This vampire guy.  Red Man.  Funny, the more he interacted with Mr Scowly Jowls, the less afraid he got.  No matter how much he told himself that he should be more intelligent about his behaviour, he couldn't help cracking wise.  "So what's your name, big man?"

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 16, 2014, 05:09:18 PM »
Timo saw more interest in the lines thanks to the demanding tone of the question.  He didn't need to lock eyes with Mr Dark And Brooding.

"They might do, I've never bothered following them," he said.  "They cross over a lot at the city's central park and I don't go to the park much because of the--"

Too much information.  He was offering too much information.  He had to start bargaining for something otherwise this guy was just going to drain him of it and possibly drain him of life next.

"--you know, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.  How about you send up some lobster dinner and wine and dine me and tell me your name?"

Timo smiled winningly, sure that his handsome countenance would charm this bloodsucker, because he wasn't dead yet.  That was always a good sign.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 16, 2014, 03:57:29 PM »
"Closed doors, blacked out windows... backs of cards," Timo said slyly, aware that he was bragging.  He had to control himself because he was playing into this guy's hands.  He didn't look particularly happy either and Timo felt like he was groping in a dark room, trying to turn on the light and assign himself some value.  He was beginning to think maybe he wasn't as special to Mr Fangy-Face as he'd expected.  "Purple lines," he said carefully before watching him intently for clues.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 15, 2014, 09:49:16 PM »
Timo stared at the self-titled vampire, unable to summon an appropriate expression. His thoughts were spinning like tyres in thick mud, gaining no ground and going around in circles, doing nothing except to dig him in deeper.  The biggest question he had to ask was not what Mr Hot Shot was, but what did he want from him?

"There are a lot of Red Men in this city," he said carefully, thinking that a deal was a deal and he owed an answer. Timo was concerned that he couldn't find an angle for himself though. He was operating blindly, not knowing what his end game was.  "And shadow faces."

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 15, 2014, 06:20:41 PM »
It wasn't in Timo's nature to give in easily.  He pursed his lips when Vomas moved away without warning; a hand released and a cushion shifted.  Was there something metaphorical in that?  Had he been threatened with physical closeness and been permitted his space because he'd recited poetry?

"You didn't actually answer my question, you just held my hand," he said scornfully.  His heartbeat continued its rapid pace.

Did he seriously want to poke a watchful bear within swatting distance?

Why yes.  It seemed he did.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 15, 2014, 04:20:51 PM »
Mr Mega Pants sat uncomfortably close and Timo's hand twitched slightly as it was taken, but he didn't pull it away.  For a moment he thought that his hand would be brought close to the Red Man's lips in a suave kiss for ladies - which would've been weird - and his imagination blended in smoothly with something else

Countless movie images flashed across his mind, starting with a black and white vision of Max Schrek and ending with a pale blonde visage of a smirking Tom Cruise.

His heart accelerated with a mixture of fear and excitement.  They weren't just fodder which he'd kind of known all along.  He'd never thought of them as superior, either - just different.  Like lions were different.  Like bears were different.  Creatures to avoid but not necessarily superior.

Timo wasn't the kind of person to study, but he'd always enjoyed reading.  Poetry more so than books.  A very old poem came to him and he recited it for the Red Man... who'd answered his question about all Red Men.

"In tombs of gold and lapis lazuli, bodies of holy men and women exude miraculous oil, odour of violet.  But under heavy loads of trampled clay, lie bodies of the vampires full of blood; their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet."

He wondered if Yeats had ever seen Red Men like Timo could.  It certainly sounded like he had.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 14, 2014, 06:00:23 PM »
Timo should've felt like a winner; he'd got an agreement for something where there was none before, he'd been given permission for knowledge he wasn't supposed to have, he should be relishing this moment.  Except he wasn't.

There was a gnawing sensation in his belly that made him feel like he needed to either eat something or throw something up.  The penthouse felt too hot but his hands felt cold.  He rubbed his palms together between his knees to warm them up and then swiped them on his jeans clad legs.  He licked his lips and looked around for

an escape

inspiration.  He asked the coffee table in front of him, instead of the Red Man: "So what are you?"

His tone held none of his prior arrogance.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 14, 2014, 05:46:52 PM »
"That was before you wanted to start pumping me for information," Timo scoffed.  "If you're going to kill me, I'd prefer to know what the fuck you are."

He gave a twisted smile to this, which was supposed to be mischievous and smug, but he didn't feel like his face was pulling it off, so he dropped it.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 14, 2014, 05:37:08 PM »
"How about a trade?  A question for a question?"  Timo grinned, knowing he was pushing his luck but Mr Dangerous Dude seemed happy to indulge him so Timo would take all the slack in his rope and then tug on it a little more for some extra.

Beacon Towers / Re: Dealing With A Wildcard
« on: June 14, 2014, 05:29:48 PM »
Timo expelled air in a dramatic fashion, throwing up his hands and glaring at the ceiling - the noise out of his mouth sounded a bit like 'plegh' and he strode over to throw himself onto the soft-looking couch that was harder than expected.  Bastard couldn't even give him a plush cushion.

"Fine Mr Mighty, I'll tell you what you want.  How long you got?" he challenged.

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