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Zane Rosen § Vanyel Ashkevron ([info]ashke) wrote in [info]reincarnatecomm,
@ 2015-01-16 23:32:00

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Entry tags:daniel morgan, zachary evans, zane rosen

Drunk dials
[Saturday, January 17th, around 2:00am GMT.]

Voicemail
To: Zach Evans
From: Zane Rosen


"Heeeey!" There's no disguising the fact that he's more than a little drunk; he isn't worried, Zach has seen him way worse off than this. "I was just callin' cause... I miss you, I guess. 'N I know I cain't say nothin' since I didn't talk t'ya after Ban, but it was stupid not ta, an' you're smarter'n me. An' I wish you'd tell me what's wrong, cause bullcrap y'r just busy, you gotta work hard t'avoid me this good. Somethin's wrong and I wanna help like you been helpin' me. An' I kinda suck without you, man, I need my wingman. Dude got pissed cause I was leavin' after, an' threw my damn phone an' the screen's cracked now, and y'r good at avoidin' the crazies, y'know?" He sighs, and there's a brief scuffling sound as he sort of forgets to avoid a wall. "But you, you c'n take all th'time ya need, Prince Charming. Cause I'm your best friend, no take backs, no gettin' rid of me now, even when y'r being a dumb ass and not talkin' t'me. An' I'll make sure the liquor's up t'your standards when y'r ready to talk, ya snob. An' keep buggin' y'r brother, an' y'r gonna regret givin' me unsupervised time with 'im cause we may just gang up on ya, so better talk t'me soon before us Hufflepuffs take over the world or some shit, an' did I tell ya he made me do the damn Pottermore shit so he could prove he was right? Your brother's the fuckin' Sorting Hat, an' it's okay, I like you even though y'r a Slytherin, y'r the good kind of Slytherin, like Snape, 'cept nicer, an' prettier, so really not like 'im at all I guess. But you're good. An' sneaky. But good. An' I'm glad we never fucked so we c'n be friends now because I really, really like you, jus' not like that, like..." And the voicemail cuts off. Zane reached the time limit, and is explaining to the streets of Glastonbury why and how he likes Zach for a few seconds longer before realizing and hanging up.]


Phone call
To: Daniel Morgan
From: Zane Rosen

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:12 am UTC (link)
"Nah. Almost. Maybe. I think." Honestly, he isn't completely sure where he is at the moment, he’s never really been in the part of town the guy he hooked up with lives in, before, but he isn't as worried as he really should be. "I c'n feel my wards. Just gotta follow 'em and I'll get home. Phone's got... thingy. GPS. But I cain't read the screen, cause it's busted. Had t'use voice to call. Took me a fuckton of tries. 'Parently, it don't speak drunk Zane 's well's you. Y'r better'n my phone."

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:19 am UTC (link)
“You’re walking by yourself? At this hour?” Daniel’s voice might still be laced with a little bit of sleepiness, but he can’t keep the concern out of it, he’s a worry wart by nature. The whole family had to deal with it, and now so did Zane. “Well, I think by now I am pretty fluent in you, I won’t argue with that. Tell you what. Keep me on the phone until you find your way home. You can tell me more about this elusive top three business, and why I’m obviously your number one.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:21 am UTC (link)
“Yeah. ‘s okay. I can do magic, r’member?” And the concern’s a little nice, even though Zane is completely fine wandering home from a strange place too drunk to walk straight. “Y’are. ‘s nice, you get me. Think you get me better’n Ban ever did.” A pause. “You cain’t be first. Zach’s first. There’s a contract. Verbal. Y’r second. Close second.”

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:22 am UTC (link)
Daniel is touched, if not momentarily speechless in how to respond to a statement like that. “That’s a shame. I like getting you.” He laughs awkwardly, aware that he is suffering from his own case of word vomit simply because it’s late and he’s still waking up. Or going back to sleep, Somewhere in between where the words are coming before his brain catches up to them. Since it wasn’t an emergency, and it was just Zane he was talking to, he was already feeling more relaxed than alert. “I suppose I can settle for second. Especially if it’s close.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:25 am UTC (link)
“Real close. Promise. House loyalty, ‘n shit, y’know. But I’d like you even without it. ‘Cause you’re…” There’s some wild gesturing before Zane realizes that Daniel can’t see him and it doesn’t make sense anyway. “Y’know. You. You’re pretty great.” That’s stated like a simple fact. It’s true. Daniel’s great. Zane’s pretty sure no one can argue that one. “I’m glad we’re friends now. Dunno why it took us so long.”

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:26 am UTC (link)
“Glad to see you’re starting to own up to your House roots.” Of course, Daniel had no doubt he would eventually. “Well you know what they say, sometimes the best things take more time.” He can’t see Zane’s wild hand gestures, obviously, but he laughs all the same. Because it’s obvious that his friend is very drunk, and Daniel can picture most of it, considering how often they’d been doing their drinking together the last month or so.

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:27 am UTC (link)
There’s silence for a moment. Zane’s thinking about that. “Was gonna say wish someone’d told me that sooner. But they did. Kinda. Just didn’t listen.” And it was really more like commenting on how fast things were moving. But it meant the same thing, probably. “Oh, hey, think I recognize this street!” Introspection over, he’s back to being a happy drunk. “Best thing’s that Duke’s gonna be excited t’see me. Nice t’come home to that, y’know?”

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:28 am UTC (link)
“I do know, or I used to. Had a dog when I was a kid, before I was sent away…” Daniel trails off, shifting a little where he was still laying quite contently in his bed, talking to Zane over the phone in the pitch blackness of his room inside the castle. “How’s Duke? Still the best dog in the world?”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:29 am UTC (link)
“Hell yeah he is.” Zane sounds excited. The dog is a surefire way of distracting him in the best of times. Drunk, it’s even easier. “He’s gettin’ bigger already, I swear. Gonna be big as me. Maybe bigger, even. You should see ‘im now.” His steps are faster, now that he’s in familiar territory, and now that he remembers that there’s actually a reason to get home.

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:30 am UTC (link)
Daniel is silently pleased that his subtle attempt at a distraction had worked. “They grow fast. On the bright side, if he ends up bigger than you, that’s one convenient body pillow.” A short pause as Daniel stretches, resituating himself. “I’d like to see him. You know you can bring him to the castle anytime. This is a pro-canine establishment.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:32 am UTC (link)
“He’s already great for cuddlin’. ‘s nice.” Zane blinks, pulls the phone away to look at it, realizes that the screen is still broken so he couldn’t see anything even if there HAD been a way to somehow see Daniel’s face through it, and puts it back to his ear. “Really? Y’heard me sayin’ he’s huge, right? An’ a pain in the ass. Knocks everything over.” But he’d really like to introduce him to Daniel…

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:33 am UTC (link)
“Oh, come on. It’ll liven up the place.” Daniel’s grinning, though obviously Zane can’t see it. It was pretty nice, being able to just talk to someone without any kind of agenda. Despite the other man being a Camelot Department Head, he and Zane actually seemed to find many an occasion where conversation was just that, conversation. No business whatsoever. “Just between you and me, the castle can get a little too stuffy most days. “What’s a few broken objects in the face of so much drooling happiness?”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:34 am UTC (link)
"Just so y'know, blamin' you when he drools on important shit." Because, yes, Zane is bringing the dog to work. And blaming it on Daniel. That is, if he remembers this conversation in the morning. "Come t'think on it, got some I may let 'im have. Easier'n shreddin' it. Or lightin' it on fire with magic. Uh. Not that I do that. Or ask Dustin to. Or nothin'" Yeah, he totally does.

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:35 am UTC (link)
Daniel chuckles, because of course he’s not going to be cross about that. He actually admires Zane’s ingenuity. Daniel is not your typical man in charge. “I’ll let you in on a little secret.” A dramatic pause. “I do the same thing.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:36 am UTC (link)
An obviously fake gasp. "Daniel Morgan, y'r tellin' me we coulda been havin' paper burnin' parties for all Camelot this whole time, an' you didn't think t'tell us? Woulda been great practice f'r Magics, y'know. Target practice." He's pleased, though, enjoying the little bits of Daniel he keeps finding out about. Of course he burns his old paperwork. Of course.

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:37 am UTC (link)
“Sorry friend,” Daniel laughs openly, though still quietly. It is 2AM after all. “A man has to have some secrets, doesn’t he? So don’t tell anyone, I have a reputation to uphold, or something.” Honestly, Daniel had never been as responsible as Michael. If their father was still alive, he’d probably even say as much. “Next time you’ve got some old paperwork to get rid of, come see me. We’ll make a night of it.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:39 am UTC (link)
"Damn mysterious unicorn." Zane laughs, too, though not nearly as considerate of the hour as Daniel. "Our bondin' activities are th'best. I love 'em. Drink, file, burn shit. 'S like y'r my soulmate. Dustin says we shouldn't drink 'n explode shit at the same time though. When'd he start bein' th' grown-up?" He sounds a little pouty over it. That's okay, he trusts Daniel with his disappointment over a responsible adult keeping him from blowing himself up.

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:40 am UTC (link)
“Soulmate, eh? I’m honored. And of course, entirely unworthy.” Daniel hums a little under his breath, smiling to himself. He knows Zane is drunk, but it’s still nice to have that verbal confirmation that Zane enjoys their time together as much as he does. Daniel had some self-esteem issues that he didn’t tend to publicize, but he’d come to look forward to those nights with Zane more than anything else, lately. “I’m not sure when that happened, but whatever we do, we can’t let him know that. He’d never let us live it down.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:42 am UTC (link)
"Yeah, y'r unworthy, but 's okay, I like you anyway." He's obviously teasing, Daniel’s totally worthy of being the soulmate of someone much better than Zane. "Still not... Oh, hey, that was my house." He's laughing again, he managed to walk right past it, so he back tracks and starts fumbling with his keys. "Such a fuckin' gentleman, walkin' me all th' way home."

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:43 am UTC (link)
“You know us Morgans. Nothing but gentlemen and scholars. Or scholarly gentlemen.” Daniel drawled out the last words lazily, inwardly a little disappointed that Zane had finally reached his destination. Well, almost missed it entirely, but still. Ultimately reached it. He’d been enjoying the conversation with the other man, drunken slurring and all. “Home, then? Glad you made it back safely. I was totally ready to go out there with a sword or something brave like that in case you ran into trouble.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:44 am UTC (link)
“My hero.” Zane finally wins the battle with the door, then locks it behind him and starts stumbling through the house. “Fuck! Who put that fucking table there? Jesus. Gotta let the dog in, left ‘im in the back yard. Dumbfuck hasn’t figured out how t’jump the fence yet, at least.” It doesn’t occur to him to tell Daniel bye and hang up, now that he’s safely home. “Prob’ly gonna knock me over. Got no respect for when daddy’s drunk.” A pause. “Huh. Glad ‘m talkin’ t’you an’ not someone who’d call child services on me.”

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:49 am UTC (link)
Daniel laughs kindly. He’s fairly certain Zane is nothing but a good dog parent. “He just wants to show you how happy he is to see you. Dogs are pretty amazing that way.” A pause. “But if he knocks you down and you find you can’t get up, I’ll still come heroing with a sword. Maybe. I don’t know actually, it’s pretty cold out there.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:49 am UTC (link)
“It’s fuckin’ cold. I cain’t feel my fuckin’ ears.” Zane still sounds much too cheerful for someone who can’t feel his ears. Another minor scuffle as he attempts to unlock the back door and opens it. “Hey, boy, didja miss—” A loud thump; he dropped the phone when the dog jumped on him, and for a few minutes the only sound is distant laughter and not very convincing demands for the dog to get off, then more thumping as Zane wrestles him. He’s breathless when he grabs the phone again. “Fuck, sorry, y’still there, Badger?”

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 06:51 am UTC (link)
Daniel waits patiently on the other end of the line until Zane manages to find his phone again, only mildly concerned that in the process of dog wrestling his friend might actually hurt himself. He was pretty drunk, after all. “Still here.” And sleepy, but a little unwilling to end the conversation. “It occurs to me that I don’t have a nickname for you, yet. That seems unfair.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 06:52 am UTC (link)
“Y’wanna gimme a nickname?” A few more bumps while Zane starts toward the bedroom, and the sound of fabric sliding and shuffling, he doesn’t even bother waiting to get there before he’s kicking his jeans off. “Ush’ly the nicknamer, not th’ nicknamee.” His voice is muffled for a second, the shirt is going too. “Whatcha thinkin’? Hufflepuff?” Hey, Daniel has called him that, and they can’t all be as clever with nicknames as Zane.

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 07:00 am UTC (link)
“No way, it has to be more clever than that. Hufflepuff is just too obvious. And could mean anyone. The nick name has to be specific to you, something that means Zane and no one else.” Daniel’s aware that he’s starting to ramble a little, but that’s just what happens when he’s somewhere in between sleep and awake. He’s still perfectly aware of the fact that he’s talking to Zane, but there’s another part of his brain that’s still very much asleep. “It’ll come to me. Probably when we least expect it. And it’ll be great.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 07:07 am UTC (link)
“Uh-huh.” Zane flops in bed, wiggling under the covers. Duke joins him, stretching out on top of the covers along his back, and he sighs, content. “I have faith in ya. Y’ll come up with a great ‘un and I’ll love it. Then we’ll both have ‘em. ‘N they’ll be a disgustin’ just between us thing an’ everyone’ll make fun of us for it.” It doesn’t sound like he thinks it’s a bad thing.

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 07:08 am UTC (link)
“They’ll just be jealous, that’s all. Sucks for them.” Daniel pauses, exaggerating a moment of silence where he is supposed to be thinking hard on a nickname for Zane, before offering up a suggestion that is very clearly a joke. “What about Jigglypuff?” What? He was young once. Despite it being a joke, Daniel was actually pretty proud of his clever Pokemon/Harry Potter mash-up. Or maybe he was just that tired.

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 07:09 am UTC (link)
In that moment of silence, Zane starts drifting off. He’s really drunk, after all, and he’s got a warm body in bed with him, and someone else’s sleepy mumbling in his ear, and it doesn’t so much matter that the body’s a dog and the voice is over the phone. “You really jus’...” A yawn interrupts him. “Jus’ call me after a puffy pink ball? Y’r such a dork. ‘Sides, I’d be Eevee.” Okay, so maybe he knows a little about Pokemon. Whatever, it was cool once.

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 07:15 am UTC (link)
“Right, and I’m the dork. Clearly you’ve thought about this before,” Daniel shot back goodnaturedly, grinning through the haze of impending sleep. The sleep now more evident in Zane’s voice was somehow lulling Daniel even further back into the softness of his own bed, reminding him how nice sleeping was. “I’ll think of something. Just has to come to me… in the right moment… Like fate.” Somehow his tired brain made a connection to a conversation they’d had previously about that. He had no idea why.

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 07:16 am UTC (link)
“Watched cartoons. Y’ass. With my brother…” And maybe he’d owned some of the cards, too, but he’d never really played. “Yeah. Fate. Fate’s…” Zane wanted to say good, but fate was rarely good, except… sometimes. Sometimes, you got lucky, and fate brought you good things too. “Yeah. It’ll come to ya.”

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 07:17 am UTC (link)
“I’ll get back to you about that at a more socially acceptable hour.” Daniel snorts quietly, mentally remarking to himself on how late it was, though he doesn’t say as much, nor does he make any moves to end the conversation as he feels himself drifting off more and more to a real sleep. He’s pretty unconcerned about it, actually. He really just didn’t want to hang up. If they both fell asleep over the phone, so be it. “Glad you called.” Daniel was mumbling, barely intelligible, but hopefully Zane could understand him. After all, it couldn’t be any worse than Zane’s drunk speak. “S’nice talking to you.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 07:22 am UTC (link)
“Nice talkin’ t’you too.” Zane also has no intention to actually get off the phone. The sound of Daniel’s voice is lulling him to sleep, now that he’s in bed and actually starting to warm up. “Glad you answered. Y’r good t’talk to. Make me...” He drifts off, and for a moment it seems like he may have actually drifted off. Then, he takes a breath, and finishes with, “Happy. ‘M real happy. Even though t’night sucked. ‘S better now.”

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 07:23 am UTC (link)
“Oh, well, I’m sorry you had a bad night.” Daniel musters some genuine concern into his voice despite the exhaustion, and somewhere in his brain it occurs to him that he never actually asked Zane what he was doing out so late by himself. Hadn’t seemed to matter much at the time, and it didn’t really matter now. He was just glad Zane had gotten home safely. And that he could do even something as small as picking up the phone to make his night a little bit better. “Glad I could help some….” His voice loses that little bit of alertness and it’s back to near nonsensical mumbling. “You deserve… all the good nights.”

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 07:24 am UTC (link)
“Y’make ‘em better.” Zane sees nothing wrong in saying that, right now, drunk and only half awake. “Can call me. If you need a good night. Y’know that, right?” If he can make Daniel’s night better. Zane hopes that’s something he can do, it’s something he wants to be able to do. It seems only fair, Daniel’s so good at doing it for him, this feels really one-sided, now. “You deserve ‘em too.”

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[info]tothenunnery
2015-01-17 07:31 am UTC (link)
"I know." Daniel's pretty sure he's smiling but he's also drifting back to sleep, not fully occurring to him that he's still on the phone and should probably officially hang up. "Thanks. Mean that." A short pause as Daniel begins to nod off, though he might have managed to mumble a real 'goodnight' before officially falling asleep, still not actually hanging up the phone.

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[info]ashke
2015-01-17 07:35 am UTC (link)
The silence stretches for a moment before Zane realizes that Daniel isn't talking anymore. He whispers. "Badger? Badger?" When there's no response, he yawns. "Night." And he's drifting off, as well, phone still pressed to his cheek, the sound of Daniel breathing in his ear soothing him to sleep.

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