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[thirtybits]

"This is Judah's voicemail, no need to leave your number, I'll reply as soon as I can."



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I didn't think they came across that way at all, but...sorry. You should know I don't care about something like that. I can't, or I would never meet anyone who was old enough to associate with.

[depicted]

Oh, there are bound to be a few here or there. Lingering about, as they do.

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I'd be stuck with Apostles.

And Roman traitors.

[depicted]

And Moses, you've mentioned him. And there must be a handful of supernatural horrors from the dawn of time lingering here or there.

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Right, and Moses, angels too but I try not to get in their way. Supernatural horrors don't exactly make good companions either, you don't hang out with the Leviathan. Seeing things like that is still too weird even for me.

[depicted]

Darling, you're sitting in a tree with a supernatural horror.

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And you're only one hundred and fifty, that's not even close to the beginning of time. Most of those are in Hell. The ones still living like you are probably only a few hundred years old, practically children, really.

[depicted]

[Sulky because he's losing an argument.] There must be others. I'm certain Otto is from pre-history.

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[He shrugs.] Well if you can find me someone over two thousand, I'll have to leave you for them.

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You can't do that! You're killing yourself to keep me interested! It isn't fair to play with me like that and then just abandon me!

[Dorian will never realize there is a problem in his habit of accepting people manipulating him into dependence, as long as they don't abandon him.]

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Then I guess you won't be pursuing the thought of there being someone about my age around.

[Judas laughs before leaning over to kiss Dorian's cheek. (It's kind of nice being the one doing the teasing once in a while)]

[depicted]

[He sulks, but he permits the kiss. As with much of its sulking, it's in many ways an act.] Should I take that to mean you'll devote yourself to me and me alone?

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[Judas pauses, and in that pause places his hand over Dorian's, holding his wrist. He speaks carefully, keeping his eyes down.]

Yes. ...You could even say I'm yours.

[Platonically, obviously ]

[depicted]

[Dorian answers in a quiet quiet voice. He sets his fingers against Judas's cheek.] Could I? That's sweet of you to say.

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[He nods, moving Dorian's hand around to be able to kiss his palm.]

Of course, it's true, after all.

[depicted]

[Dorian smiles, a fragile expression. He leans forward, but not to kiss Judas. Instead, his voice comes out delicately, so that it will only be heard by Judas's ear.] I don't like losing what's mine, Judah. And I want so much to ask you to stay with me, to let me keep you. But I understand wanting death, so I can't ask you that. I can't demand your life when we would both have given it away long ago, had we the choice.

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I would say you already have that either way. The only time I want to live is with you. ...That's frightening, in some ways, but I suppose it's a good thing. So you might as well have it.

[He presses his lips together, not sure how to say the rest.]

Your clone told me I shouldn't have said I wouldn't leave you alone. And that's probably true, it isn't really a promise that can be made here. But I do intend to keep it. Even if one of us disappears, it won't be due to death, so I'll do everything I can. I'll look for you. And that should be easy in my position.

[depicted]

[The last of it makes him laugh, and that is a relief, saving him from the overwhelming sincerity of the conversation.] You'll look me up in Hell's version of Debrett's? I do hope it will be very flattering to my history, there is so much to cover.

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[Judas shakes his head, unable to keep himself from smiling.] Heaven's version. I'm sure it'll be the longest write-up they've seen. I'll find you before you make it that far, probably. But if not, we'll go get you, and I'll stay or bring you back, whichever.

[depicted]

My own, personal saviour, is it?

[It's a nice thought. He has long since been damned. It's nice to think that someone cares enough to pull him out.]

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[He laughs, covering his mouth.] Something like that. If you start praying to me, that is.

[depicted]

[There's an opportunity right here and—]

If you want me on my knees, I'd be happy go down for you.

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[There's a pause, and in it Judas goes from flustered to rolling his eyes.]

--Oh come on, really?

[ARE WE REALLY DOING THIS, DORIAN.]

[depicted]

Is there another way you'll take your worship, O Saviour? I'm very open to all possibilities.

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No, nevermind, I don't want any worship!