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raith_rogue) wrote2011-07-25 09:35 pm
raith_rogue) wrote2011-07-25 09:35 pm
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Harry and Thomas - the failed bracelet attempt
Thomas stopped by Harry's after he finished up at the salon, knocking on the door and not waiting for a reply before he tried the doorknob.
Harry was in the living room, pouring over some case file notes and photos--the grisly kind--that Murph gave him, a beer next to him on the table. He looked up when Thomas breezed in and gave his brother a raised eyebrow. "To what do I owe the pleasure? Run out of condoms? Because the 7/11 is down the street."
Thomas snarled a little and dug the bracelet out of his pocket, throwing it onto the table atop the photos without sparing them a glance. "It doesn't work," he growled. "Make another one for him. Without the sex charm." And with that said he turned to go again.
"Hey--wait." Harry picked up the bracelet, and watched as Mouse barred Thomas's path with a friendly wag. "What do you mean it doesn't work?"
Thomas glared at the dog and then gave Harry an annoyed look. "...It threw me across the room, okay?"
Harry and Mouse looked equally nonplussed by Thomas's glare. Instead he frowned and thumbed one of the charms on the leather thoughtfully. "When?"
"The second the Hunger became a part of things, just like I predicted," Thomas replied bitterly, because the bitterness hid the aching disappointment he still felt. "It's part of me. There's no way to change that. Just take it off, or make a new one without it and call me when it's ready." And he tried once again to leave.
"Yeah, you're gonna have to give me more than that," Harry replied, after a moment. "Like, when the Hunger starts. Otherwise the next attempt isn't going to be any better."
"Don't bother," Thomas snapped, running his hand through his hair. "I am what I am. You can't change that."
"I'm not," Harry shot back. "I'm just making the sex magic equivalent of Olestra."
Thomas shook his head and headed for the door, jaw clenched tight and head down.
Harry sighed, and waved a hand at Mouse to let him go. If Thomas wouldn't tell him what it was like--sex when feeding--maybe he could talk to someone that could.
Harry was in the living room, pouring over some case file notes and photos--the grisly kind--that Murph gave him, a beer next to him on the table. He looked up when Thomas breezed in and gave his brother a raised eyebrow. "To what do I owe the pleasure? Run out of condoms? Because the 7/11 is down the street."
Thomas snarled a little and dug the bracelet out of his pocket, throwing it onto the table atop the photos without sparing them a glance. "It doesn't work," he growled. "Make another one for him. Without the sex charm." And with that said he turned to go again.
"Hey--wait." Harry picked up the bracelet, and watched as Mouse barred Thomas's path with a friendly wag. "What do you mean it doesn't work?"
Thomas glared at the dog and then gave Harry an annoyed look. "...It threw me across the room, okay?"
Harry and Mouse looked equally nonplussed by Thomas's glare. Instead he frowned and thumbed one of the charms on the leather thoughtfully. "When?"
"The second the Hunger became a part of things, just like I predicted," Thomas replied bitterly, because the bitterness hid the aching disappointment he still felt. "It's part of me. There's no way to change that. Just take it off, or make a new one without it and call me when it's ready." And he tried once again to leave.
"Yeah, you're gonna have to give me more than that," Harry replied, after a moment. "Like, when the Hunger starts. Otherwise the next attempt isn't going to be any better."
"Don't bother," Thomas snapped, running his hand through his hair. "I am what I am. You can't change that."
"I'm not," Harry shot back. "I'm just making the sex magic equivalent of Olestra."
Thomas shook his head and headed for the door, jaw clenched tight and head down.
Harry sighed, and waved a hand at Mouse to let him go. If Thomas wouldn't tell him what it was like--sex when feeding--maybe he could talk to someone that could.