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27 October 2012 @ 09:58 pm

[For Ray]

When he wasn't possessed by the Island into thinking he was in love or being kidnapped, Asher had forgotten that being out on the boat could actually be pretty nice.

He wasn't sure where Ray was at that point, whether he was still out on the deck, the indoor sitting area, or even if he had gone overboard for that matter, though he was sure he would have heard the yelling from the bedroom if that last one were the case.

He was lying back on the foot of the bed, legs hanging over the edge and staring up through the porthole on the ceiling. He was also smoking, something he only did on the rare occasion now, having mostly broken the habit since the twins were born. Ray probably wouldn't appreciate it, which was why he hadn't simply lit up right in front of him.

After loosening his tie, Asher tucked his free hand behind his head. He wasn't sure if the peace even had half a chance of lasting the duration of their entire getaway, but he'd enjoy it for as long as it did.

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asher_talos on November 4th, 2012 10:10 pm (UTC)

"If it makes you feel better to believe that, I'm not going to take that away from you," he said, flopping down the rest of the way onto the bed, locking his hands behind his head.

"You're welcome."

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speakscanadian on November 4th, 2012 10:53 pm (UTC)

With a flat smile, Ray shifted onto his side, propping his head up on a hand.

"Well, you're not my type either. Shocking, I know." For one thing, Asher was tall. Ray had had a knack of attracting only women below five foot five inches back home.

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asher_talos on November 4th, 2012 11:13 pm (UTC)

"Yeah, skirt chaser. I got it." And even on the Island weirdest day, Asher had managed to keep a firm hold of his pants. Or his dick, anyway, which was more important.

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speakscanadian on November 4th, 2012 11:48 pm (UTC)

"No, I meant--well, yeah, I meant that too, but I also mean personality. Most of my serious relationships were with short, fiery and Italian women," Ray explained, never having come to the realization that he was describing his own mother. "Except for one but..." He trailed off, dropping his gaze and lifting a shoulder weakly. He took a deep breath. "And you're none of those three."

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 12:52 am (UTC)

"So she wasn't Italian? Did your mom have an aneurysm?" he asked. Probably no more so than she would if she ever found out who he was with now. Non-Italian, not a God fearing Catholic, not female...

It was probably best for her health that mama Vecchio never step foot on the Island.

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 01:07 am (UTC)

Ray made an attempt at a laugh but failed miserably.

"No, she was Italian." Asher was right about the aneurysm part though. When his Ma had found out her teenage son, the light of her life, was having a dalliance with a Zuko, she had been less than supportive. For his own sake, she'd said, but it hadn't felt like it to Ray back then.

"She just wasn't your typically loud, in-your-face, hot-tempered prima donna." He caught a wrinkle in the sheets and rubbed the material between his fingers. "That's not to say she wasn't passionate, she was, just...I dunno, in a gentle, understated way."

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 01:26 am (UTC)

"Sounds like you had it bad," Asher said. And maybe it wasn't just in the past tense if his shift in demeanor was anything to go by.

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 01:49 am (UTC)

Ray's fingers paused and he stared at them, silently deciding whether he wanted to continue down this road or not. Decision shortly made, he plastered an evasive smile on his face and leaned forward over Asher, dropping his voice invitingly to move the conversation on. "I've got it bad now, that's all that matters," he said, closing in for a kiss.

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 02:29 am (UTC)

Asher leaned in the rest of the way, kissing Ray gently before laying back down. "Doesn't look like you're enjoying your game very much."

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 02:36 am (UTC)

"Should've brought Scrabble," Ray mumbled, dropping his chin on Asher's chest. "Tell me something about you.£ he asked quietly. "What were your parents like? Who was your first love? How did you survive childhood without a tv?"

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 03:23 am (UTC)

"Ordinary. Amelia. We had chores back then. Kept us busy and not fat." Not having an abundance of food did have something to do with that last one, too.

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 03:29 am (UTC)

"Hey, I had chores," Ray insisted. Just not as many as his sisters had had - he was male, after all. Maybe that was the reason behind the everlasting puppy-fat... "I had to polish pool balls and rake the lawn and stuff. It was seriously unfair."

In case he had imagined hearing it, Ray added: "Amelia?" His ears visibly perked.

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 03:52 am (UTC)

"Remember when you played stable boy after losing that bet? You barely survived." And Asher thought he'd never hear the end of it. Part of him even hoped that maybe one day Ray would go in and not survive, just so he wouldn't have to hear about it anymore. "Imaging doing ten other jobs on top of that. And imagine doing it at thirteen." Ray would have been passed out before sunrise. At least he would have been quiet.

"Yeah."

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 04:15 am (UTC)

Ray scrunched his face at the thought. Given the choice, he'd much rather be the older Asher, the one that had people do things for him. Was Amelia one of those people or had Asher met her before then, when he'd still been human?

"...who was she?"

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 04:35 am (UTC)

"My wife," Asher said, nonchalant. It was the first time on the Island that he'd ever really acknowledged having one and putting a name to her. Even when she'd been there - or not there and only in his head, back during that first year there - he'd never said her name.

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 04:51 am (UTC)

Ray didn't mean to gasp. His mouth stayed open after the intake of breath, unable to quite comprehend what he'd heard. It was surprise enough that Asher had just shared something, but the thing he'd just shared was huge.

He'd been married. As soon as Ray thought it it seemed a stupid observation to make. Why did it shock him so much? Why shouldn't Asher have had a wife when he was younger? Ray felt like he'd just gained the key to a secret level in a video game. Another door beginning to unlock.

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 05:04 am (UTC)

"I definitely think I would have preferred Monopoly now..." He couldn't imagine there was ever much gasping involved in that game.

"Moving on."

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 05:32 am (UTC)

"Nonono," Ray inched further up Asher's chest, "I'm sorry. I was just surprised, that's all. It makes perfect sense that you were married once." He paused. "Once, right?"

There were five hundred years to span - you could fit a lot of marriages in half a millennium.

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 01:52 pm (UTC)

"What the hell kind of question is that?" He had said wife, after all. Singular. Not that she was one of many. Sure, he's been alive for a few centuries, but most of those were as a vampire.

Who'd ever heard of a vampire wedding?

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 02:15 pm (UTC)

Ray didn't think that Well, Ross is your favorite Friend, after all would be a very welcome explanation right then.

"What...like," he licked his lips, keeping his head low in an attempt to not spook Asher. If he was spooked or agitated or felt interrogated, he'd clam up in moments, Ray knew from experience. "What happened when you turned...y'know. Did she...?"

Did she turn as well? Was she back in New York right now waiting for him? Surely Ray would have known if that was the case.

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asher_talos on November 5th, 2012 03:57 pm (UTC)

"She was gone well before it happened, so I don't think she minded it so much." There was a certain disconnect in his tone as he spoke, as if he was relaying fact about someone else's life and not his own. In a way, it actually was someone else's life, because he hadn't been that person in a very long time.

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speakscanadian on November 5th, 2012 04:23 pm (UTC)

"Oh..."

Ray didn't know much about the olden days but he did know that back then, the only people who were allowed to divorce were like Henry VIII. And Asher had clearly been no king if he had a gazillion chores to do every day. So if it wasn't divorce, maybe it was...

"You don't have to tell me what happened if you don't want to." Despite the words, it couldn't have been clearer that Ray was keen to know. He was wary though. He might have been the one with the bipolar reputation, not Asher, but there was a first time for everything.

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asher_talos on November 6th, 2012 03:42 am (UTC)

Asher knew Ray well enough to know that was probably difficult for him to say. Had it been another subject matter, he'd push. He wouldn't do it now, though, but he knew that he wanted to, and he knew it would eat at him until he had his answer.

What Asher still wasn't sure about was if that was the cop in him, or if it was just Ray.

"During childbirth," he said, after a quiet moment. He wasn't going to go into anymore detail than that, not that he thought Ray would need it in order to put together a full picture.

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speakscanadian on November 6th, 2012 10:28 pm (UTC)

Any gasp wanting to escape this time was internalized before it had a chance. Asher was quiet, so Ray took his lead from him, lowering his chin back down to Asher's chest.

Ray couldn't even begin imagining it. Having a pregnant wife, beautiful, no doubt, and about to start a family, then having both snatched away at the last second. There was no way Asher would let him assume the child had died too if it hadn't.

Apologizing wouldn't help and making any kind of observation about how hard it must have been would seem douchey. Ray didn't think Asher even wanted him to comment about it.

In the end, he stopped trying so hard to think of what to say and just let out a small huff of hot air.

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asher_talos on November 7th, 2012 12:25 am (UTC)

"...that was fun," Asher said, after a too long span of silence. "For the next game, let's just kick each other in the nuts."

If would have been just as productive as the one they were locked into now, except maybe with a bit less pain involved.