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Jay opens the door into a quiet back alley that could belong to any city - the lingering scent of garbage and the miss-matched colours where graffiti has been washed off or painted over. In the mid-afternoon chill of early spring, he takes Emcee's hand and leads him out into the street, pocketing the key. The sunlight is thin but warm and picks out the green swell of buds in the branches. The tree lined avenue is quiet this time of day. Not lacking in people but without rush, a lazy Saturday afternoon.

Date: 2016-09-21 10:13 am (UTC)
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For a moment, Emcee isn't sure what Jay had just said or what he meant.

He straightens up, as he'd been leaning down a little while speaking to him. And he looks at him, blinking.

"Another--? ...What?"

Date: 2016-09-21 05:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
With each sentence, Emcee feels as if he's going to pass out.

He covers his face with his hands, mutters "Oh, fuck, Jay," and plops down onto the nearest couch. He sits there, rubbing his face in his palms, running his fingers through his hair.

He doesn't know what to do with this. He really doesn't.

"Is this-- is this what you wanted to talk about with them? When we came in?"

Date: 2016-09-22 12:51 am (UTC)
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Leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, he picks his head up out of his hands and laces his fingers at his chin. He stares at the Berlin skyline. Not recognizing it, but wanting to. He so very much wants to see this as home.

"I don't know what to say," he murmurs, still staring straight ahead. He sighs.

"I am just-- completely overwhelmed by the idea. Overwhelmed and flattered, quite honestly, that you would think I was capable of running a place like Wonderland. I'm not certain that I am. The thought terrifies me, actually. ...Thank you, though."

A slight pause. "I did tell Jared that I would come back to talk to him and Alice."

Date: 2016-09-22 01:30 am (UTC)
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Emcee is silent.

He then glances at Jay when he says that he should go back to London. He thought they would be going back to Milliways together. He doesn't want them to part like this.

And then the words rise up in his throat with an urgent need to be said.

"I'm not saying that I couldn't get used to the idea."

Of working here. Of being a part of that team. That family.

Another pause.

"I mean-- it was a nice surprise."

He gives him a sidelong look.

"Shitty execution, but a nice surprise for what it was."

Date: 2016-09-22 01:53 am (UTC)
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His lips twitch in a small, brief smile.

He sighs. "I still have a lot to do before I reach that point. But I'll try to get there."

He doesn't know how yet, but he'll figure it out once he has a clear view of what he wants.

After a moment, he gets up and walks over to where Jay is sitting, and nudges his hip with his foot.

"Get up, you silly boy."

Date: 2016-09-22 03:07 am (UTC)
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Emcee lets him finish his yawn before cupping his face in his hands and pulling him in close to kiss him.

Date: 2016-09-22 03:21 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (demure / pillow talk)
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"Thank you."

He rests a hand over Jay's heart for a moment, and lightly pats his chest. Stepping back, he covers his own yawn.

"You and me both. But I think I'll go back to Milliways for that. Shower, food, and then sleep for the next sixteen hours straight."

Date: 2016-09-22 03:33 am (UTC)
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It sounds strange for Jay to ask him that.

"Oh-- no, of course not, go right ahead," he says. "And I mean-- well, feel free to keep using this apartment if you need to, until I-- until I'm ready."

Date: 2016-09-22 04:22 am (UTC)
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"Oh, we'll be neighbors," he says brightening.

But then there's a knock at the door, and he frowns, wondering who it could possibly be.

"Should I stay out of the way, or...?"

Date: 2016-09-22 04:41 am (UTC)
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Emcee follows Jay into the main living space but hangs back around the kitchen. However, he is surprised to see the page boy. And his eyes widen when he sees how he's treating him.

He comes out from around the kitchen counter.

"Jay, what are you doing?"

Date: 2016-09-22 05:19 am (UTC)
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Emcee is about to tell Jay to let him go, but then he notices-- well. He arches an eyebrow at the boy, and crosses his arms.

"I see..."

He's not getting involved.

"Poor form, Sebastian. You should have waited."

Or maybe he knew he was going to get worked over. In any case, Emcee turns around and drifts back toward the kitchen.

Date: 2016-09-22 06:41 am (UTC)
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Emcee is examining the contents of the wallet Jay gave him, shuffling through the various cards.

"Oh, was it?" he says, eyebrows raised. "Well, good for him. There was a moment there where I was going to call you off."

Date: 2016-09-22 06:56 am (UTC)
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He smirks a little and waves a hand, shaking his head.

"No, of course not. Just that the boy was drunk and I thought you were only giving him a scare or something, that's all."

Picking a business card (a local dry cleaner's) out of the wallet, he slips it into his back trouser pocket. And then he sort of hesitates about the rest. Especially the money.

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