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[somewhat accidental, an upshot as he's holding the device loose in his hand. He is staring at the "toll booth" in front of the portal. Suitcase beside him as if he'd only just arrived. Looking a little healthier saved for the usual hollow eyed look of someone who believes sleep is a four letter word.]

Fuck me.

Fuck me. Fuck me.

[he hasn't gone through it yet, but then he can't seem to move from the spot. He sucks in a shaky breath and runs a hand through his hair]

Bloody hell.

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[scotch_egg]

[a snort]

With what you're talking of, I'll be more worried, not less. [he'll accept that cuddle and won't say anything of it]

There's nothing they can explain that they haven't already. It's all gone scifi. Next there will be aliens or monsters or...creatures from the black lagoon.

[serpentinthegarden]

Actually...

[ And he hesitated to mention this. ]

That Mr. Martin already implied there might be some aliens hiding in bushes...

[scotch_egg]

[a long silence]

Please tell me you're joking.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ He turned to look into his cousin's stunned disbelieving eyes.

He hadn't been kidding... that was what the man had implied. ]


Yea--... yeah. Kidding. Totally kidding.

[scotch_egg]

Oh for fuck's sake. You are not. [he knew that] What did he say exactly? Are we going to look under beds for ET?

[serpentinthegarden]

I said something about there not being aliens hiding behind every bush and he said 'not every bush' and walked off...

[scotch_egg]

Ugh. I hate him. [he buried his face in the pillow] Bastard. Can't even tell if he's being facetious or not. Btu he wants us to respect him. What's there to respect? He's an asshole.

[serpentinthegarden]

He is a weird guy... almost like a grumpy robot or something.

[ His hand slipped over to pat that tuft of hair which stuck up over the pillow Alec had buried himself under. ]

[scotch_egg]

Maybe we should throw water over him and see if he shorts out.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ And thus the most wicked and terrible idea was born. ]

Challenge accepted!

[scotch_egg]

You would too.

[he pulls his head from the pillow to regard his cousin]

Do it. Take a video. I could use the laugh.

[serpentinthegarden]

Next time I see the bastard.

[ He slithered back in the bed to flop back onto a pillow himself. ]

Hmm...

[ A noise which signified deep thoughts. ]

If you could have a super power what would you want?

[scotch_egg]

Not a damn one. [he folded his arms under the pillow and closed his eyes.]

More trouble then they're worth. I'd rather everything just be normal.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ He sighed dreamily up at the ceiling. ]

I'd like that car. Sometimes it feels like it I just snapped my fingers I could actually get that car.

[ A glance at Alec. ]

You think there are car summoning super powers?

[scotch_egg]

[an amused snort]

I'd say don't be ridiculous but who the hell knows. Anyway, I wouldn't tempt it. Where the hell would you park it. Think of the insurance premiums too. You'd be able to afford the flat or the car but not both.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ His lip curled into a disappointed line as he continued staring up at the ceiling. ]

I'd need unlimited funds, a bigger place... one of those penthouses with a built in garage or something. Maybe in SoHo.

[ The name suddenly came to mind as easily as if it had always been there. ]

It's an artsy district. I'm sure Fell would love it.

[scotch_egg]

Thinking of shacking up together already are you? Or is this another memory? [he tugs playfully at a bit of Anthony's hair]

You're good together.

I could see him there. Frankly I'm surprised he isn't installed already.

[serpentinthegarden]

I'd shack up with him in a heartbeat... He'd only have to say he wanted to.

[ Which he didn't feel the slightest bit of regret in admitting even if it might shock the hair tugger. ]

I'm not sure is a memory or a feeling. I'm restless, bored. I feel like... this whole place I'm living in is a bit small for me.

You ever get like that?

[scotch_egg]

[why would that surprise him? Anthony always clung to what he loved and he was so deep in with Fell that Alec was only surprised he hadn't received an invitation to the wedding. The next statement wasn't a surprise either]

No. The world is too big for me. I feel like I'm a stone in a stream and sometimes, if I'm lucky, I can shift a bit to slightly change the course of the water, but ultimately it won't matter. It will go around me and over me and I'll still just be a stone in a stream.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ A pout. ]

I'll move you to my garden. At least I can help you keep your feet dry.

[scotch_egg]

Thanks.

[soon he'd be in the garden in more ways than one. In the end it didn't matter if he was a stone that stood in the way of a stream or one that just sat among a million others. Soon all there would be was a stone, though he'd never gone in for that kind of sentiment.

The dead boy's body once more flickered into his mind and he shuddered a bit, feeling a cold chill]

Should get back to the flat-- [and the nothing. The endless days of boredom] Do you think the garden of yours needs a volunteer to weed or anything? [and hopefully not get heat stroke]

[serpentinthegarden]

[ He hadn't been thinking of a gravestone at all. Anthony had been thinking more paradise and endless happiness, lifting Alec out of all these worldly problems. Eden, perhaps. ]

You serious?

Actually, if you are... I nearly hired a kid to help around the place mostly with the trees but there are tons of weeds that could use seeing to. Had to turn him down but, you could drop by, pick up a trowel now and then. You get to wear a cool green volunteer shirt.

[scotch_egg]

[he'd never be happy there. He'd never be happy anywhere. Not really. Not until he was happy with himself which wasn't likely to happen. He wrinkled his nose]

Is the shirt compulsory?

[serpentinthegarden]

[ Humans were never meant for paradise... ]

We can negotiate.

Look, why run off? We can order a pizza, watch something stupid on TV... Godzilla is on the after midnight horror show.

[scotch_egg]

[maybe no one was and that was why it hadn't worked out]

Mmf. It's a bit late for that isn't it? [but he didn't want to leave. Not really]

Fine. But if you get nightmares I'm kicking you out of bed.