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Sean Madrox-Rourke ([info]secondgendupe) wrote in [info]nextxplayground,
@ 2009-04-09 12:41:00

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( who ) Sean Madrox-Rourke & Levi Cuckoo
( when ) 7 pm
( where ) Chelsea; M&W Packing
( what ) A last resort...er...genuine interview gone terrible terribly wrong.
( rating ) TBD (probably PG-13 to R)


Sean honestly didn't mean for it to sound like Levi was his last resort to get a story for X magazine. He just needed a somewhat famous mutant that the public knew about so he could finally get an article in to X so he wouldn't be fired. It didn't really matter, honestly, since Sean just wanted to use X as a stepping stone to maybe the NYC Chronicle, or the TIMES, or something else other than a semi-stupid young-adult magazine like X. Then again, it was sort of the Rolling Stone of mutant magazines, although now it didn't matter.

What with life being rather abysmal as of late, Sean wasn't exactly looking forward to trying to squeeze a printable story out of Levi, or move all his things to Vincent's place...although he shouldnt be complaining about that. His dupes did all the moving for him, and another would handle the paperwork. He was half tempted to send another dupe out to interview Levi, but that would just be rude, even if Levi didn't know. So Sean came in person.

He knew he was going to a meat packing plant in the evening in April, so he wore one of his longer coat (which his father was actually notorious for using) so he basically looked EXACTLY like his father at age 25. He shivered a little, looking around the entrance to the plant before stuffing his hands in his pockets, hunching his shoulders and scurrying inside. He wasn't quite sure what to do, so he approached one of the meat-packers in a hard-hat and blood stained apron. "Um...excuse me, do you know where I can find Levi Cuckoo?"

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-09 06:12 pm UTC (link)
The reaction Sean got was one of bewilderment, like he had been speaking an alien language. Bewilderment turned to annoyance, plain on the man's features, and when he had recovered enough from this unexpected intrusion he waved a thick, rubber gloved hand in a particularly vague way and said, "Nodere, offaffourgo. Goan." With that, he waved Sean away with both hands, face contorted in annoyance again until the intruder left him well enough alone.

Luck was good enough to save Sean from communicating with the aliens for much longer, though. Bursting through the swinging doors at the west side of the room, Levi slouched toward him, eyes down as he focused on lighting his cigarette before he even made it outside. The man Sean had approached went 'Oy!' at Levi, his annoyance only aggravated by Levi's carelessness, but the only apology Levi had for the behaviour was a raise of his eyebrows. When Levi straightened, it was to shrug his half-on jacket onto his other shoulder, stretch his arms, scratch his hair and gesture for Sean to join him in getting the fuck out of there with two fingers. There was no pause in his step, but he muttered around the cigarette, "Don't talk to them, they're fucking animals." He glanced around suspiciously, as if the declaration would invoke some sort of primal lashing from the brutish coworkers, but they remained placated by the skinning and hacking of already dead beasts.

The tangy, rotten smell of the plant was quickly left behind for the chalky air just outside, but it was enough of a relief for Levi. He squared his shoulders and breathed deeply, eyes closed, then dropped back into his slouch with the cigarette back between his lips.

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-09 06:37 pm UTC (link)
...."Huh?" Sean didn't right out ask what the man had said, it was just a sort of aloud sound of complete confusion. Sean glanced around as if he were lost and bit his lip. The last thing he wanted was to be trapped all alone in some huge plant of burly people who didn't want him there, but luckily Sean's savior had come.

Sean turned his head to spot Levi and breathed a small sigh of relief. He turned, slipping his hands from his coat to rub them together before quickly turning to walk alongside Levi. He glanced around, also expecting one of the burly men to leap on them in anger then looked back at Levi. "Looks like a fun place to work." He said it with some lighthearted sarcasm, offering Levi a grin.

As they stepped outside, Sean drew his hands from his pockets and looked around, then back at Levi. Sean didn't smoke himself, but he knew enough people who did to sort of ignore it.

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-09 07:49 pm UTC (link)
As lighthearted as Sean was, it earned him the flicker of a scowl, Levi only looking to him out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly defensive of the same place he had scorned a moment ago, he muttered, "Better than selling your soul to a shit magazine." It seemed offhand, Levi's focus still away from Sean as he dug a scar-dulled phone out of one of the stretched pockets of his jacket, fingers working with natural ease, a familiar pattern. Whatever Levi found on the device wasn't all that interesting, though.

"I'm going to guess you're not going to waste what's left of your allowance on buying me a drink, huh?" he said as the phone was slipped out of sight again, finally turning his head fully to pay Sean proper attention. The scowl was gone, and the grin finally returned; Levi wasn't particularly bothered by his own concern. There were cheaper entertainments they could drift into while Sean attempted to conduct this bogus interview.

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-09 08:02 pm UTC (link)
It was Sean's turn to frown. He has certainly NOT sold his soul to a magazine and it wasn't all gossip and trash like Mutant Media, it was a legit magazine. Sean looked away for a moment, tempted not to shoot back at Levi and just sighed, rolling his eyes. When were people going to understand he wasn't a gossip junkie, and just wanted to be a journalist.

He looked back at Levi before reaching into his jacket pocket and drawing out a clear card marked with the symbol for X Magazine. "Gotta love on-the-job credit. If its a drink you want, that's what you'll get." Sean smiled, hoping to smooth over Levi for the moment.

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-09 09:47 pm UTC (link)
It didn't take much to smooth Levi, just as it didn't take much to ruffle him, and that magic little card was more the enough. It was snatched away quick like a viper strike, Levi holding it curiously before his face between two fingers like it held mysteries and wonders to be unlocked.

"Your soul was worth it," he conceded then, grinning a devilish grin and looking for a moment like he wasn't going to twist his wrist to offer the card back. "I would be abusing the shit out of that thing," he admitted, which pretty well surmised why he was up to his elbows in pig guts and Sean skulked behind a desk. "Let's put it to good use, shall we?"

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-10 02:28 pm UTC (link)
Sean laughed a little, looking at Levi and then at the card again then up slightly at Levi, as the tattooed man was slightly taller than him. He shrugged his shoulders, looking at the card again. "Its sort of a mini expense account."

He looked slightly worried and disappointed for a moment. "They follow it. It can only be used on the job and for reasonable thing. Restaurants, drinks, things like that. Not cars, rent, stereos or plane tickets." He sighed a little. "But it does help when I get hungry sometimes." He chuckled a little and laughed at Levi and nodded. "Lets."

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-10 04:18 pm UTC (link)
"Well, what if..." Levi started, hands waving, trying to come up with the most spectacular abuse of what was, to him, free money. He hopped down the steps as he pondered, expecting Sean to just follow as he had done before, and off down the sidewalk. Carefully he continued, "What if, I am willing to offer a detailed description of Parisa Wilson's bedroom antics, verbatum as what she herself has admitted to me, in exchange for a ride in a private helicopter?"

He did look proud of himself. If ever there was a good way to waste money, it was definitely on helicopters. Not that he really had all that much to detail to offer, but he could get creative and it wasn't like X was ever into being a reliable source of news anyway. They'd appreciate his imagination.

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-10 06:41 pm UTC (link)
Sean had indeed followed along right behind Levi like a small dog at its masters heels. Sean was a follower, he never was much of a leader, but he was no one to push around either. You just didn't push around a one-man-army.But Sean's eyebrows shot up in curiosity as he heard Levi's offer then his eyes widened at the price. "A helicopter!?"

Sean smiled a little with a scoff until he realized Levi was serious. Sure helicopters were sort of old tech these days, but a ride in one around NYC still cost a pretty penny, especially a personal ride. Sean swallowed a little.
"Um...well...thats a generous story that I could certainly use but...I might have to call in the boss about spending the companies expense account on a chopper."

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-10 07:04 pm UTC (link)
With a hiss, they were back to Levi's scowl as it was before he was enchanted by the magical X-credit. He stopped where he was, crushing the butt of his cigarette under his toe and looked to Sean with an arched eyebrow. "You think your boss wants to hear about all of your little problems?" he asked, looking away for a moment as if disappointed. "You bug him like that, you'll be getting fired before you have the chance to prove anything. If you're not independently competent, then you might as well come back to the plant right now and apply for carcass hauling."

He nodded and gave Sean a look that was slightly pitying before turning and carrying on down the sidewalk as they were. He didn't expect that to work well at all, but it was worth a shot. If you're going to aim for a helicoptor, you've got to fight for it.

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-10 07:40 pm UTC (link)
That, Sean did not like. He wasn't someone to be crushed on the windshield like an insect. He wasn't going to stand there and let a meat packet insult a journalist like himself, not when he KNEW he was good. At that moment Sean got one of his rare sparks of independence, inspiration and determination.

Sean shot Levi a rather harsh look before quickly cutting Levi off by crossing in front of him to the side of the sidewalk and hailed a cab down.

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-10 08:50 pm UTC (link)
This wasn't quite the development Levi was expecting. He didn't mean for Sean to be competent independantly from Levi, just from all logical persuasion. As in, entirely dependant on Levi. Jumping in front of him like that, that was uncalled for.

Quizzically looking between the cab and the reporter, he said, "If you're that afraid of helicopters, you don't have to run away from me. We can spend your money some other way." He really wasn't sure how he was meant to take this bold gesture from Sean. Perhaps as an insult. Perhaps he was supposed to be impressed with the striking out. Neither really worked out.

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-11 12:58 am UTC (link)
Sean didn't listen to him, or at least it didn't seem like it. Sean waited for the cab to pull up to the sidewalk before he yanked the car door open and waited for a moment. He then glanced over his shoulder at Levi, not with a scowl anymore but a smirk that would match Levi's in amount of sinister and clever.

"Well get in." Sean nodded to the cab, tapping on the door,signaling Levi to get inside. "I cant give you a helicopter, but I can give you a birds-eye drink at the New York Monte Carlo Five-Star bar. So come on."

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-11 11:49 am UTC (link)
"You sure know how to treat a lady," Levi enthused with a lisp and a cocked hip, but he lit up like a kid at Christmas, the wonders of the money-card back in reach. Nevermind a helicopter, really, getting in a taxi knowing you're not going to have to book it and someone was actually going to pay the driver was quite a relaxing experience. He clamboured into the vehicle with the grace of a bull, stretching his arms across the back of the seat for a moment of this luxury. "Onward!"

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-11 03:05 pm UTC (link)
Sean rolled his eyes a little but with a lighthearted grin as he climbed into the taxi as well and shut the door and leaned forward to talk through the glass window to the driver. "Monte Carlo Five-Star, please." He tapped the glass to make sure the driver had heard before he sped off, narrowly avoiding traffic in typical New York Taxi fashion. It was amazing how the driving conditions, after all these years, has stayed exactly the same in NYC.

Sean sat back and folded his arms behind his head, starting to relax now before looking at Levi. "Now about those bedroom antics with Parisa?"

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-11 05:37 pm UTC (link)
Levi's smile was slow, open mouthed with an incredulous cough. For good measure, he checked out the window to make sure that they were, in fact, firmly on the ground. "Shitty fucking helicopter," he noted flatly. His price for that story wasn't going to change, no matter Sean's charms.

Well, it might if Sean got him talking long enough. He didn't really care that much. Just needed to keep up appearances, was all. Don't want to undersell yourself and seem easy.

If Sean thought Levi was going to talk about everyone else all evening, though... well, he could keep thinking that and keep being disappointed until Levi had tested the limits of the job credit. Levi didn't really care how successful this interview was. Nobody expected him to start weeping about his childhood hardships or any shit like that, all Sean was going to find out was the same shit Levi admitted to the World Wide Web every day. It wasn't like Levi was an enigma or anything.

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-12 02:56 pm UTC (link)
Sean shrugged. "Shitty fucking story. I suppose we can pass up drinks at the Five-Star." He turned to glance over at the drive, ready to tell him to stop the cab so he could get out and leave Levi with the fare, which he probably wouldn't pay.

Sean may appear on the outside as someone easily bullied. Somewhat short, soft features, shy expressions, soft spoken, but he wasn't one to be teased and toyed with. He took the chance to get a small story out of Levi, and Levi didn't seem to be talking, so why waist his time and get in trouble for spending X credit on expensive drinks at an expensive place when he wouldn't come back with any juicy info.

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-13 02:23 pm UTC (link)
No wonder Sean didn't have his story yet, he surrendered early. It wasn't like the people he hounded had anything to gain from it, it was his job to write the shit. But then, he could very well make it up. The only thing Levi had to lose was all the adventures he might coax Sean into with the free money.

"Sean, Sean, Sean," he purred, sliding across the seat to drape an arm around the reporter, pity in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. "You stick it out and a guarantee you'll have a good tale to tell the judge-- I mean," he started, grinned and rolled his eyes and dropped his other hand to Sean's chest, my bad. "A riveted audience by the end of the night."

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-19 02:41 pm UTC (link)
"See, that wasn't so hard." Sean grinned back at Levi. He wasn't expecting the pat on the chest and Sean closed his eyes for a moment, fearing it would trigger a duplication but luckily no second-Sean popped out.

He laughed a little, not bothering to pull away from Levi's friendly yet belittling gesture and just smiled at him. "Well thank you Levi, you're too kind."

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-19 05:23 pm UTC (link)
They both were fully aware of the rarity of that statement, sarcastic or not. Levi only had to laugh with a smirk, casually settling in where he was for the rest of the ride. The threat of accidentally-duplicating Sean had yet to occur to him-- it just wasn't something someone regularly had to keep in mind. Of course, these days you always had to be careful of weird, uncontrollable mutations, didn't you?
It just made a trip to the store all the more exciting, Levi thought. Who knows when helping a girl tripped over the curb will unleash some gate to hell?

When they finally slowed to a stop, Levi immediatly sprung forward to peer out the window, hand pressed against the glass, grinning like a kid at Disneyland. "Come on, come on," he rushed, sliding away to jump out into traffic to the blare of a surprised horn, skipping around behind the cab, tapping his fingers along the lid of the trunk as he went.

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[info]secondgendupe
2009-04-19 06:56 pm UTC (link)
As the cab came to a stop at the Monte Carlo 5-Star, Sean quickly tapped the glass, thanking the driver as he swiped the X-Credit card, using the money from X's account before quickly following Levi outside. He walked around the cab looking up at the skyscraper of a luxury hotel and then looked to Levi. He, on the other hand, made to careful avoid traffic without any honking and made his way under the long canopy overhang in front of the hotel and glanced at Levi, waiting for him to come along.

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[info]seemevil
2009-04-20 12:03 pm UTC (link)
Levi didn't need to be told twice; he skipped along after the reporter, slinging an arm around him and winking at the valet as they passed. Once inside, though, Sean's pace just wasn't enough-- 5-Star indeed. Rich people had all the fun. The clerk at the counter would have been happy to ignore the pair if Levi's exploratory strut hadn't led him up to the counter, where he dropped his elbows, staring at her just long enough to get a tentative, 'Can I help you?' The only answer she got was a grin, and Levi snatching an apple from the bowl by his arm before lurching away again.

"You should get free service, you know," he called to Sean well before he had bounced up next to him. "Your a reporter. You could be reviewing them. Or at least giving them a mention in your article, that's free advertising, they owe you for that." Knowledge imparted, Levi nodded, sure of his wise words, and took a bite of his apple.

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