Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 8:19:09 PM)
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Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 8:40:07 PM)
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Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 8:41:20 PM)
(wb)
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 8:41:57 PM)
(thanks)
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 8:47:38 PM)
Alright so! The next morning found Aaron leaving early. He left a note for Samuel telling him to stay put and helpl himself to whatever he wanted in the house. It was late in the evening by the time he finally came back in the door, wearing a dove gray suit, tailored to fit his frame perfectly, the tie at his throat loosened now that he was out of work. Slipping his shoes off at the door, Aaron set his briefcase down by the coat closet, wandering into the house. "Sam? You here?" He called out, making his way to the kitchen.
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 8:56:35 PM)
*Samuel had been going crazy all day. Well, crazy was a strong word. Still, a kid with that much energy, the day after losing his virginity? Holed up in a nice house of a great guy with nothing to do beyond pace around? He got to cleaning! Sure, the place was relatively spotless, but that didn't stop him. Tying his hair off, he scrubbed the floors and the sinks and the cupboards and the counters. Everything was veritably gleaming by the time Aaron got home, and...smelling faintly of orange cleaner. Orange cleaner and fresh air, of course, the windows opened to the nice afternoon breeze. Currently in the kitchen with a pair of camo shorts on and a black tank top, he hummed as he cooked up something in the frying pan--stir fry, judging from the scent!*
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:00:22 PM)
"..You've obviously been busy," he commented as he stepped into the kitchen, going for the fridge. Grabbing a beer from the fridge, he moved over to the island, pulling his jacket off. "Did you really spend all day cleaning?"
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 9:06:07 PM)
*The lanky, dark-haired teenager gave him a bright grin, the veggies and tofu sizzling in a tasty Thai sauce, the rice steaming.* Well, you weren't here. And you know, if I'm going to be staying here, I have to pay my way somehow, right? Your house is -really- big. And there's a lot of cabinets, too. Don't you get lonely in this place? Normally, I mean. Without me here. *Smiling brightly, he turned off the heat and set the stir fry aside before dashing over to slid his arms around his neck, painting his face with kisses.* I missed you.
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:09:39 PM)
Aaron gave him a one-armed hug and a brief kiss before drawing back, taking a drink of the beer. "You don't have to pay your way. What did you make?" He went over to the stove, sniffing at the food. "Smells good.."
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 9:16:28 PM)
*Left standing there, he frowned a bit and watched him for a pause.* Huh? Oh...yeah. Just some stir fry stuff. I can't cook much, but since I'm a vegetarian, I have to get creative. You'll like it, I promise. *Busying himself with checking the rice, he got down a few bowls and inevitably found some chop sticks. Putting rice in the bowls first, he dished up the stir fry over it, sure to drip some sauce into both bowls. Putting chopsticks in one bowl, he offered it to him with a soft smile, the second bowl taken for himself and went to sit (slowly) at the dining room table, dark eyes looking at him expectantly.*
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:22:09 PM)
Aaron took the food, brows lifting slightly as Sam went to the table. After a moment of just staring at Sam, he went over to sit down at the table with him, food in one hand, beer in the other. "After dinner I want to see those pictures you told me about. I know a lot of people, I might recognize more of them."
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 9:27:12 PM)
...You sure? *He lifted both brows, stuffing his mouth with food. He was hungry! Seems he always was. Maybe Samuel was a little too invested in staring at him, his eyes lingering on his, on his lips. Aaron, having lived in the world, would recognize that look easily, especially being a lawyer. Samuel was hanging on his every word.* I mean, what if I really found something and then you looking at them puts you in danger, too?
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:31:07 PM)
"I won't be in any danger," he replied with an easy confidence, picking up his chopsticks to start eating as well. "After dinner. I'll look at the pictures, and we'll go from there on what to do with the rest of the night. Sound fair?"
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 9:38:52 PM)
*He gave a nod and shoveled more food in his mouth, eating his meal with a swiftness granted to the young. After a few more minutes of silence, he spoke up again.* Why do you want to look at them again? I mean, I know who most of them are, there were just a few that I didn't. *Those big, dark eyes were on him now, watching intently. Not suspicious, no, but invested. Curious.*
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:40:59 PM)
"I want to." He shrugged. "I'm curious about them. I get curious pretty easily." He smiled faintly. (can roll per/subt if you like)
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 9:41:19 PM)
(Or per/emp : D)
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:41:28 PM)
(Or that too ^_^)
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 9:45:20 PM)
(Samuel Durant rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 4 to Emp: 3, 4, 9, 3, 6, 8 : 4 successes)
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:45:31 PM)
(Holy crap. lol)
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:52:42 PM)
(Okay, so. Aaron's definitely hiding something. He's got more of a vested interest in those pictures than he's admitting to. Sorry, was getting the little into bed real quick.)
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 9:58:00 PM)
*He frowned slightly, looking down at his bowl. Finishing off the rest of his food, he rose up and went to the sink to rinse it out, putting it in the dish washer, the chop sticks washed and dried by hand. Getting himself a glass of water, he leaned aginst the counter, his voice raised a bit so that he could hear him from the kitchen.* Okay, Aaron. Just let me know when you want to see them.
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 9:59:54 PM)
Aaron finished his dinner then got up, going to the kitchen to put his dishes in the sink. "How about now?" He looked at Sam, smiling faintly. "Then we can find something more..interesting..to do."
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 10:03:45 PM)
*Studying him, he gave him a small, simple smile and nodded.* Yeah, sure. You have a computer around here? Mine is at work. *He wandered out, looking for his office, a few fingers sent to scratch just under the waist of his shorts.*
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 10:08:44 PM)
"Sure." He slipped past Sam, a hand touching his lower back. "It's this way." He led him back to the office, motioning to the computer. "Have at. I can set up a second account on it for you to be able to do your work if you want, so you don't fall too far behind while you're here."
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 10:15:22 PM)
No, that's okay. Thank you though. *The smile had a sweetness to it, even if he got the feeling that he was getting played. Taking up a seat in front of the computer, he tucked a thumb drive into the USB and opened the folder. Looking through droves and droves of pictures, he typed in a password for one folder in particular. Opening it up, Aaron could tell right away what the few pictures were--those of some his clientele and several of the most powerful people in the New Orleans area. One of them was from the meeting room where they were all gathered, and the rest were shot of them exiting the building.*
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 10:18:09 PM)
He leaned in over Sam, looking at the pictures. Shaking his head, he cursed under his breath, straightening again. "Sam..shit." Whatever it was, he sounded genuinely upset now. "You really..you have to get rid of these."
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 10:21:21 PM)
*Glancing back at him, he watched him thoughtfully, a trace of worry visible. Folding his hands between his knees, he frowned.*....Why, Aaron? What are you not telling me?
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 10:27:00 PM)
He sighed, looking at Sam, a hand moving to brush fingers through his hair. "Does anyone else know you took these pictures, Sammy? Anyone at all, besides me?"
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 10:41:33 PM)
....No. *He said quietly, the frown remaining as those big, brown eyes studied him steadily.* What's wrong, Aaron? What's going on?
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 10:43:25 PM)
He shook his head, rubbing his face, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I need these pictures, okay? All of them, any copies you have of them anywhere, I need them all."
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 10:45:29 PM)
*The frown darkened, and he almost shot up from the chair he was sitting in.* Why? Why do you need all of them? These are -mafia-, Aaron. I know they were up to something, and that's why....*He trailed off, clearly alarmed with Aaron's request. Finally, he shook his head.*
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 10:48:51 PM)
"..You know they're mafia and you still took the pictures? You've -kept- them?" He stared at Samuel. "Are you.. have you lost your mind? These people are not people you -mess- with, Sam!"
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 11:14:01 PM)
They do horrible things to people! They're cruel and corrupt and you can't expect me just to hide away! If...if they're doing something wrong, maybe I can expose them! *There was a fire in his eyes, and while it was clear he was determined, he was equally frightened judging by how badly he was trembling, his voice unsteady.*
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 11:17:17 PM)
"I damn well can expect that!" He snapped in response, voice raising. "Do you get what the fuck is going to happen if you keep these and they find out? Do you know what they'll do to you? They won't just kill you Sam, they'll kill every single person you give a shit about! They'll kill anyone they -think- you might have said anything to!"
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 11:21:16 PM)
*His breath caught in his throat, those wide eyes filling with tears.* I -can't- let them hurt people, Aaron. Why can't you -understand-? I'm....I'm careful. I haven't told anyone. Nobody except you.
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 11:28:27 PM)
"Don't.." Fucking tears. He frowned, looking frustrated. "Don't do that. I understand, Sammy, better than you do, I think." He took in a slow breath, letting it out again. He went over to him, pulling him close, hugging him. "-You- don't understand."
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 11:37:18 PM)
*The kid was trembling in his arms, so intense were his emotions and he had -no- way of hiding them. That was both a good and bad thing. Wiping at his nose, he rest his forehead to Aaron's shoulder, his arms drawing around his neck.* -What- don't I understand? That there's bad people in the world? I know....I -know-. Everyone can be good. Everyone...but sometimes they....sometimes people don't choose that.
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 11:41:26 PM)
"They'll kill you," he said quietly. "You can't mess with that. You can't mess with -them- Sam." He held him close, just as scared for the safety of the kid, though he was much better at keeping it under control, not letting it show.
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 11:45:23 PM)
But if it....if it means that I stop them. Even just one of them...doesn't that make it worth it? *He curled his fingers against his shirt, holding close to him as his tears dampened his shoulder.* To save somebody. Somebody's mother or father or brother...*Tightening his hold on him, he buried his face against his shoulder.* I don't want to die. But to save someone....
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 11:47:46 PM)
"If the police can't stop them, why do you think you can? Christ, Sammy.." He sighed, shaking his head. "Trust me. You're not going to be anything but an annoyance to them with those pictures. Just get rid of them, keep yourself safe."
Samuel Durant (Aug 16, 2011 11:50:42 PM)
*He didn't say anything more. -Couldn't- say anything more. It took a few moments, but when he got himself back under -some- degree of control, he wiped at his face and started to let hi go.*....Sorry. I shouldn't have brought this here. Your job is already so stressful, and then to come home to...*He smiled weakly and looked at him, giving a nod as he stepped back and turned to walk for the bathroom.* I think I'm going to go to my apartment tonight. Get things back together. Most of it I'm donating, but I should probably get a few more changes of clothes, at least.
Aaron Dempsey (Aug 16, 2011 11:57:12 PM)
Aaron stared at him as he moved away, then looked back at the pictures still showing on the computer. "Sam.." He sighed. "Fine. But you -call- me if you have any problems, and I want you back here when I get up in the morning, alright? So that I know you're safe."