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Mark Sheppard ([info]musicallife) wrote in [info]tensor,
@ 2011-03-09 20:59:00

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Entry tags:julian_keller, mark_sheppard, santo_vacarro

Santo; Julian and possibly Josh later
Mark had his headphones on and his iPod turned up loud. He moved with the driving beat, trim hips shaking, limbs arcing through the air, hair falling into his closed eyes. It should have looked graceless, ridiculous, but instead he managed to look completely natural, completely given over to the music.

He hummed low in his throat and spun wildly, utterly primal, nearly careening into Santo. Mark's eyes popped open in surprise and he laughed, jumping up to fling one arm around Santo's shoulders, small body dangling from his neck. "Hello!" he called, reaching up to tug down the headphones. The otherworldly trance music, driven by one hell of a beat, blared out around them. "Ready to adventure?"

Mark pressed a friendly kiss to Santo's chin and dropped down, spinning on his heel and sashaying back three steps, grinning. "Hey, do you dance?"



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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 02:08 am UTC (link)
"Me?" Santo asked, laughing as he caught Mark. "No, no way. Dancing needs some sort of grace and I don't have it."

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-10 02:12 am UTC (link)
"I'll bet you do. Come on, try this."

Mark reached out and grabbed Santo's hips, grip firm. "Follow my motions, okay?"

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 02:26 am UTC (link)
"Aw, come on!" Santo said, but he didn't fight it that much. "You're gonna be disappointed," he warned Mark as he tried to follow.

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-10 02:34 am UTC (link)
"Doubt it!"

Mark shook his own hips, pulling Santo into the beat. "You're getting it," he said approvingly, watching the rocking of Santo's hips.

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 02:50 am UTC (link)
Santo wouldn't have guessed it, but he kind of was getting it, swaying with the music with Mark's help. "Even when I was a real boy I couldn't dance well," Santo told him.

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-10 02:51 am UTC (link)
"What did you look like? Do you mind me asking?"

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 02:58 am UTC (link)
"I... well, I was incredibly handsome, if you must know," Santo said, forcing a grin. He tried not to think about it most days. It was gone, after all. Never coming back. "Really, girls swooned."

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-10 02:58 am UTC (link)
"I bet I would have swooned too," Mark said with a smile, pressing in to help guide Santo's feet.

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 03:02 am UTC (link)
"Oh yeah?" Santo asked before he could stop himself. "Only way I inspire swooning now is when folks realize I'm not a boulder and feel faint from shock."

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-10 03:03 am UTC (link)
"All lies. You're very handsome rock," he protested.

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 03:06 am UTC (link)
"If you say so, I'll have to believe it," Santo said, shrugging.

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-10 03:08 am UTC (link)
"Half the school is in love with you, you know," Mark chided. "Everyone thinks you're awesome."

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 03:18 am UTC (link)
"Well, I am awesome," Santo admitted, chuckling. Because he made it his business to be awesome. All the time.

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-10 03:21 am UTC (link)
"You are," Mark said earnestly. "You are seriously the most awesome person I've met here, and that's saying a lot."

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 03:24 am UTC (link)
Santo couldn't help but grin at that. "Got to admit," he said, glancing around. "I've got some competition in the awesome department. But I try to keep everyone else on their toes."

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-10 03:25 am UTC (link)
"Speaking of toes, when you're not paying attention, you're pretty light on yours."

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-10 06:47 am UTC (link)
"Yeah?" That immediately got his attention and he faltered, then tried really hard to make it seem like it had been intentional. And hopefully Mark wouldn't mention it. "Well, I've got a great teacher."

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-13 03:16 am UTC (link)
"You've got an amazing teacher," he said with a sudden, brilliant grin. Mark pulled away, moving sinuously to the beat, blue eyes bright and locked on Santo's, almost as if--

Well. Almost as if there were, for a brief moment, something between them.

Then he jerked, mouth opening in surprise, and his eyes suddenly drained of color, going cloudy grey.

Mark collapsed to the floor in a graceless sprawl, eyes open and staring.

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-13 06:13 am UTC (link)
Santo hadn't been sure there for a moment. He'd been looking at Mark, swaying to the music, moving his feet without thinking about it because there was Mark, dancing, looking back at him in a way Santo really hadn't ever expected anyone to look at him. Let alone Mark. And he thought...

But before he could articulate the thought in his own mind Mark was having some sort of spasm and then he was on the floor and Santo was frozen in shock for a split second.

"Mark?" he said, crouching down to look at him. "Mark?! Hey, man, my dancing wasn't that bad, was it? Come on... Mark?"

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-13 06:17 am UTC (link)
Mark's body was completely still. He was breathing, but it was so slow and shallow, it was hard to detect at first.

The rest of Mark--Mark's spirit, his astral form--was climbing to his feet with a startled noise, completely invisible and unheard. "What the heck?" he said, turning to look at Santo...and his own body, laying there on the ground. "What the heck!"

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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-03-13 06:21 am UTC (link)
It was tough for Santo to figure out that Mark was indeed breathing, but once he thought to pay attention a bit more he noticed it. And that was good! Except Mark was still just flopped down on the ground there, not moving.

"Oh God," he whispered. "Mark. I... I need to get help. Someone who can do something."

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[info]musicallife
2011-03-13 06:33 am UTC (link)
"OH MY GOD, WHY IS MY BODY OVER THERE!!!" astral-Mark shouted, flailing at his body in horror.

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