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Jack Harkness (anfarwol) wrote in childofeden_rp,
@ 2013-10-23 14:56:00

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character: emerson dewitt, character: jack harkness, location: harkness house, thread: complete, |week: 02, ~date: 07/july 16

Who: Jack and DeWitt
Where: Jack's home
When: Week 2, Tuesday, Evening
Why: An old bottle of scotch has to be drunk, and talk of a brand
Warning: Jack Harkness, mentions of slavery. TBA

Ianto had taken to his room in the 'tower' or at least that was what Jack was calling it. It was their time away form one another, Ianto would go to his room and Jack, well...he didn't really have much to do. After thanking Emerson DeWitt for his help he thought, the man was good and funny. He would like to meet this man. He suspected he would be good looking. Drinks with a good looking man? That would be right up Jack's alley.

After Ianto bid him good bye, if only for a short time and closed his door, Jack went down to the cellar. Unlike some vampires he preferred a bed to a coffin and not to be underground. He had black out curtains in his bedroom if he forgot his watch, which he hadn't so far. Jack grabbed the scotch. It had been given to him by on old lover as a parting gift. It only served to keep those memories that Jack wanted gone. He would never want to share the drink with Ianto, it would be liked sharing Ianto with his ex-lover, in some round about way.

He took the scotch back up to the den, before getting two tumblers. Yes he had promised Ianto that there would be minimal spilling and hardly any mess. He was going to keep that or so help him he was sleeping on the couch that night. Jack heard the door and sauntered over to get the door.

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dusttoashes
2013-10-24 07:07 pm UTC (link)

Emerson had to laugh at the idea. If clothing were optional, he would so crash the next function anyone important held in the nude. Well, he'd think about it at least. He was a little more shy than he let on. Unless he was drinking. Speaking of which, the witch drained his glass after holding it up in cheers.

"You guys are adorable, and that's a compliment coming from me considering adorable usually makes me vomit," Emerson commented. For all Jack's talk of public sex and near-nudity, he was still getting that voracious honeymooning newlyweds feel.

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anfarwol
2013-10-24 07:16 pm UTC (link)

"Well I hope you don't vomit. Ianto would be very cross at the mess, and by cross I mean explosive at me." Jack smiled, looking at his glass. Ianto could work himself up into fits of rage, but that could be dealt with Jack batting his eyes. There was also the occasional helping, but that tended to get Ianto either slightly less angry or more angry. Jack was not good at cleaning, never had been and probably never would be.

"Ianto is the greatest." Jack said. "Not like the guy who gave me this bottle. Now that was a relationship that died before it ended." he was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. "John was the exact opposite of Ianto, but then again I was not the man I am today."

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dusttoashes
2013-10-24 07:42 pm UTC (link)

"You sound slightly afraid, Jack," Emerson said with a laugh. Somehow, he could picture it. Ianto giving Jack hell for not cleaning, and then whatever would ensue after that. It was an entertaining portrait in a world like Crescent Hills.

He went on to talk about someone named John. Ah, the drinking stories had started, hadn't they? Emerson hoped he wouldn't get drunk enough to tell any. Most of his were either painfully embarrassing or morbidly depressing. He held out his glass to Jack. "That sounds like a drinking story to me. Fill 'er up and continue."

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anfarwol
2013-10-24 08:14 pm UTC (link)

"Oh I am. You have have not see hell until you have seen Ianto pissed over a dirty house. He has a bit of OCD." To say a bit was an understatement. "I try my best not to let this place become a mess and he promises not to shove me outside without my amulet." He smiled and poured DeWitt some more more scotch.

"It was only about 20 years after I had been turned. I had just figured out you didn't need to drain a person to feed. John was a half fae. I think you probably know that fae's blood is the most potent in the world. I think that was what drew me in. Well one of the many things."

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dusttoashes
2013-10-24 08:45 pm UTC (link)

"I believe it. I think there was talk of stapling it to your arm?" he remarked, all to happy to sit back now that he had another drink to help keep up with the tipsy stories.

Half fae... It was said that their blood was intoxicating to vampires, though he obviously would have no real clue himself not being of the same sort. "I take it wasn't exactly sunshine and roses?"

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anfarwol
2013-10-24 10:37 pm UTC (link)

"Ah, now well...I lose my ring a lot. It never seems to want to stay on my hand." Then again he spent a lot of time in and out of his clothes. There could be the reason. "I prefer watches, more masculine." Not that he cared about all that, but he did like watches better. He always remember them.

Jack barked a bitter laugh. "I wish. At first it was awesome. The sex, the blood." He leaned back in the chair. "Then came the fights, the fight sex and the make up sex. Again, all great. But...there was something missing." He took another drink and leaned up again, pointing at DeWitt. "You know that feeling when you can't stand something, but you would rather die then give it up. That was the most of my relationship with John."

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dusttoashes
2013-10-24 11:50 pm UTC (link)

"Well, sex and blood an only get you so far," Emerson remarked with a shrug. "I'm not a vampire, so I obviously wouldn't know, but I can think of some similar parallels. Sometimes the train wrecks are the ones that are hardest to walk away from. You know there's damage, but you never see just how bad it is until you climb out and see it."

The Witch could sympathize somewhat. Perhaps not with the exact nature of Jack's former lover issue, but the sentiment was one he was all to familiar with.

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anfarwol
2013-10-25 12:18 am UTC (link)

"At the time I was young and I was stupid. First fae I had ever met and I was hooked. I don't quite remember when the relationship started, if you could even call it that." Really it could be called several relationships what with all the breaks they had. "But it was not enough. I wanted something more. The sex was still good, but was sex without substance? Soon even his blood became boring." Jack slumped back into his chair.

"John gave me that bottle, as a sort of going away present. He said we would open it when we never met. For several years after that I had hoped it would be true. That he would waltz into my life like last time. Then I can to hate the bottle and tried to get rid of it numinous times, but...I never could."

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dusttoashes
2013-10-25 12:53 am UTC (link)

Suddenly the liquid in the tumbler glass seemed all the more potent. If Emerson were a poetic man, he might've mused how he felt like he was drinking memories that would never be entirely forgotten. Luckily for the both of them, he wasn't outwardly poetic.

"You sure you want to finish it now?" he had to ask. Honestly, Emerson thought it for the best considering the tumultuous past Jack had with this John guy, but he couldn't be the one to make that decision. People had to really be ready to move on from something, so it was only right to ask.

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anfarwol
2013-10-25 01:27 am UTC (link)

"Yes...yes I do. It is the last remnants of the that life. I have Ianto now." he smiled like a school with a crush. He took another sip of the drink. "Ianto is nothing like John. The sex is even better, the blood well maybe not as good, but the connection is there. We have this emotional connection that I have never felt in my life." He down the last of his drink and sat the glass down.

"We can just lay for hours, talking and there is no sex. I don't feel cheated. The sex is even better now that there is this connection." he smiled dreamily. "Ianto is the best thing to ever happen to me. So yes I want this damned scotch gone." He nodded at it and poured another glass. It seemed he was a one man drinker tonight.

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dusttoashes
2013-10-25 02:03 am UTC (link)

Emerson downed his in honor of moving forward. He wished he could share the sentiment himself, but at least he could be here for someone as they took that step. And the damn scotch was fucking fantastic too.

"Pour me another. I'll be your witness. Leave that shit behind, and make sure you don't fuck up what you got now," he added with a grin. Crude advice, but very valid.

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anfarwol
2013-10-25 02:51 am UTC (link)

"That's the spirit." Jack said, leaning up, a bit shaky, and poured DeWitt another glass. "To letting the past lie in the past." He downed his again and poured another. They were almost 3/4 of the way through.

"Now tell me something about yourself, before I spill more of my life's failures. I am sure you have loved and lost someone in the past or maybe a spell gone array? Or I bet you ran naked through a crowd, making the school girls hearts all aflutter."

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dusttoashes
2013-10-25 03:03 am UTC (link)

"My failures are buried a little bit further in that bottle, my friend," Emerson replied with a laugh that didn't quite reach his eyes. He shook his head, taking yet another very, very long drink. He didn't know what he bothered. It wasn't like his whole, sordid story wasn't public fucking knowledge anyway.

"My life, however, is a very public record, if you're actually interested. I'm like a folk legend around these parts," he attempted to joke.

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anfarwol
2013-10-25 03:23 am UTC (link)

Jack sobered slightly. "I did not mean to offend you. I just want to know more about you. That is what friends do, they share things with one another." he gave a lopsided smiled. "And I would rather learn about your life from you. I have lived for over a century. But what keeps me going is the friends I have had on the way. Their memories become part of me." He laughed sightly.

"I knew this Doctor once, funny as hell and sarcastic. You would think he never liked me, but eventually he did. We became best of friends. When he died...well it was hard, but I had the memories of our time together. He will always live on in my heat." Jack took a drink after his emotional spill.

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dusttoashes
2013-10-25 03:37 am UTC (link)

"No, it's not that. I'm not offended," Emerson assured him, feeling kind of bad for being such a stuffy ass about it. What did it matter anyway? It wasn't like Jack couldn't just google the damn event or check the local records.

"It's not that I don't like having friends. I'm more social than I'd like to be, honestly." He got along with Eterna, for fuck's sake. Emerson scratched the back of his head with his free hand. Jack was spilling so much, aided by the alcohol or not. He kind of liked the guy and his husband/slave anyway. "It's a whole family died in a tragic demon-summoning accident kind of thing. Not my best party story, you know?"

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anfarwol
2013-10-26 05:55 pm UTC (link)

"Wow." Really Jack had not looked up much about this town, other than were it was and about houses and Ianto's coffee shop. He liked to know the history from the people not the world wide web.

"I lost my family too." He scratched the back of his head. "Not like yours. Mine didn't go out with a boom." Then he winced. "Sorry bad choice of words." He felt bad for getting this started so he took another drink. "Have you ever had sex with five people at once?" He grinned.

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dusttoashes
2013-10-26 07:23 pm UTC (link)

Emerson laughed. Not that his family issues were anything to laugh at, but it wasn't hard to focus on Jack's choice of words and subsequent attempt to change the subject. Oddly enough, orgies were a welcome change of pace, the witch thought as he took another sip of his drink.

"Can't say that I've ever been that popular. You gotta tell me the story, minus the gory details," he answered, leaning forward.

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anfarwol
2013-10-26 10:59 pm UTC (link)

"Well I was in Monaco. This has to be at least, fifteen maybe twenty years ago. I was in this little bar on the outskirts of town." he took another drink and sat the glass down. He tended to talk with his hands.

"There were these three girls sitting at a table and I started to chat them up. They were nice girls. Well two of the were lesbians, but they still like to fool around with men. I came out and told them I would love to help them with that. One thing lead to another and we had the bar tender and a waiter join us." He sat back, smiling. "Let me tell you, they taught me things I have never seen in my life."

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dusttoashes
2013-10-26 11:09 pm UTC (link)

Emerson had entertained the idea that life could get that good sometimes. Most men did from time to time. Some women at that, he'd wager. He found himself laughing at Jack's story, possibly in disbelief.

"How the hell did you convince them? How many women respond to 'I can help you with that'? You, sir, are either gifted, or a liar," he mused, his crooked smile indicating that he at least half-believed the man.

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anfarwol
2013-10-27 02:13 pm UTC (link)

It had not been an exaggeration. All true. Most, if not all his sex stories were true. He felt no need to hide his past sex life. Maybe that was just Jack, eager to tell a good story.

"The bar was closing, no other entertainment and believe it or not. I a that charming." He chuckled. "I ended up dating the bartender for a while. Damn what that man could do with his tongue." Grinned. "But all that has changed now. I have all I need and more." He sometimes missed the multiple partners and trying new things with new people, but he had Ianto now and that trumped all over experiences.

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dusttoashes
2013-10-27 02:35 pm UTC (link)

"Is it weird?" Emerson asked. He wasn't trying to be an ass exactly or make Jack feel uncomfortable, but he was curious. Not a lot of men and women who were interested in that sort of lifestyle were able to find happiness with a single person in a committed relationship. "I mean, going from six person orgies that you can apparently get at the drop of a hat to a relationship. It sounds like a pretty drastic lifestyle change." He thought about that for a second.

"Though I guess if you can get two lesbians and half the bar into bed with you, drastic changes wouldn't be quite so hard either," he added afterward with a laugh.

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anfarwol
2013-10-27 03:03 pm UTC (link)

Jack laughed and nodded. "I would be lying if I don't say that sometimes I miss it. I like sex, but I also like connection. I like my life now, for once I am happy to be with someone and they want to only be with me." He took a drink from his glass. "I love Ianto. I love everything about him, and I am not saying out sex life is boring, far from it. But it is different. Like I said about John. We tried new things, sometimes with many partners, but that connection was not there. That," He pointed at DeWitt. "Is why I won't go back to that life. I can't. I would rather leave my watch on the table and walk out into the sun than go back to being carefree."

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dusttoashes
2013-10-27 03:31 pm UTC (link)

"I guess why go out for multiple connections when you have one meaningful one right here," Emerson answered simply, taking another drink. He himself had never been good at forging meaningful connections, at least not permanent and meaningful partnerships like the one Jack had with Ianto. He wondered if he was a little bit jealous of that ability, but he decided he was better off in the long run without it.

"But I'm happy for you, man. Stick with it. Best you can since it makes you happy," he continued. "And it clearly makes him happy too."

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anfarwol
2013-10-27 03:38 pm UTC (link)

"Thanks." Jack downed the last of his drink and leaned back. "I try to make him happy. Everything I do is for him. I know that might make me sound weak or, what is that word....whipped. But I don't care." One edge of his mouth moved up into a half smile.

"And I am glad that he is happy. It has not been easy for both of us. I having to play the master and Ianto having to play the dutiful slave. It is really not so black and white. There is a lot of grey in there. We make it work. Out in the world we are one thing, in our home. There is where we are truly ourselves."

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dusttoashes
2013-10-27 04:51 pm UTC (link)

"Grey's a place more people could stand to live in," Emerson remarked honestly. People so often clung to one extreme or another that truth became lose and both ends. "People rarely realize that truth is somewhere in the middle, somewhere in the grey." The witch frowned thoughtfully. Fuck, he'd forgotten how philosophical he could get when he was drinking.

"Your scotch has a way of making me think I'm some kind of philosopher," he cracked the joke with a grin, trying not to serious up the place too much.

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