slightlyoffchilt | - IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

[Chilton considers them separate, at any rate.]

Dying. I have felt dying. [Twice, soon to be three times in his world. Soon to be four times, three more years into his world.] But not death, no. Never death.

Am I to assume you have experienced both?

Yes. Death only once, but dying... I wouldn't be able to count the number of times, or measure the frequency.

If I can survive past that, I'm not sure how much impact yearning could have.

Escapism, mostly. For the sake of escapism.

[Not that Chilton could relate to that; he wanted to survive. He always would want to survive.]

But it is reassuring to know you don't see yourself succumbing to such thinking.

[ This actually gets something of a laugh out of her, startled. ]

If I acted on my feelings that easily, this would be a criminal case, not civilian.

Jeff Winger is a friend of mine. I will not inappropriately comment upon his physical appearance.

[But what about appropriately comment? Chilton kind of left that door open, didn't he?]

Which doctors? [The doctors, which is significantly vague. That in of itself clues Chilton into what a potential case this might be; the individual on the other end might have had some medical history, mental or otherwise, and he might have been cavalier about it. But it wasn't the flippancy that concerned Chilton; it was the implicit taunting at him. So quick to make this personal.]

I'd like to see what I can do for you.

[A letter of exemption. Really. That was so unlikely, but Chilton needed to lure the man into his office first.]

What is your schedule like? I would indeed need to see you in person first.

Not many admit the typicality of homicidal emotions. Very few enact those emotions, of course, but most feel them.

Are you always so honest?

I try to be honest. I don't like being deliberately dishonest, when there's no point to it.

[ Her head cants to one side, loose hair obscuring her eye patch. ]

It's a natural conclusion to draw, anyway. I've felt the sensation of dying many times; it's only natural to conclude that the sensation of killing would come with that, at least some of the time.

Right...

[Because the psychiatric professionals around here are definitely sane. Anyway, Jesse's getting to his feet before he pisses Chilton off too much and ends up locked up a basement or something.]

Well, good luck with whatever you're doing.

Point. Just don't leave me hanging if anything comes up. I like to be kept in the loop.

[Nice to know that Chilton's a massive liar even on such a sacred night as a boys night in. Yes, Jeff remembers the comment about not knowing where Raina is, and notes she must have so blatantly been upstairs that Fred must have known. It's not something he'll concern himself with too much right now anyway, not when the view is something to behold.

It's impossible not to stare, not when she's making quite such a display of her appearance, and Jeff does so unblinkingly. He manages to avert his gaze for just some of that kiss, if only out of some level of decency, but his eyes are right back on her as she leans towards him.

There's nothing underneath that gown. Not a single thing. And yet even with her cleavage far too close to his face, Jeff can't help but register Chilton sitting right beside him. Hands off, right? Probably best not to start groping some guy's partner while in the same room...]

Uh... [Pull it together, Jeffrey. It's just a good looking lady topping up your wine. You've had that happen before, right?] I'm good on the kissing front, thanks. Just ignore Fred, he's delusional.

[ Although Raina knew they both meant that Jeff 'was good' on the wine, the way they both said it in response to her question about giving Jeff a kiss left Raina to smile wide. ]

Oh. So you've already given him a kiss then, Frederick?

[ Her eyes flickered toward Chilton. ]

Is that what the two of you have been doing?

[ And she wedged into the space between them, pressed right up to Chilton, her hand tracing his inseam of his pants up and down. ]

I would be sad if you two didn't wait for me.

[ And the opposite hand reached over to mirror what she was doing to Chilton on Jeff. ]

Luck is not necessary, but the sentiment is appreciated. I have little doubt that we'll be in touch again.

[A graceful exit -- something that Chilton took note of. Perhaps Jesse knew when to pull out after all.]

He did not particularly appreciate it. [Said Chilton, his eyes on Jeff. Watching. His good buddy Jeff, understandably looking stressed under the attentions of his nearly nude girlfriend.] But the fault was mine -- wasn't the correct body part.

[Frederick "I'm Too Refined To Make An Explicit Ass-Kissing Joke So I'll Say Something Ambiguous That Sounds Like Innuendo Instead" Chilton, everyone.]

Really, Raina, I hadn't expected you to -- [A beat.] Oh. [He glanced at her exploratory fingers, his shoulders suddenly tense. There was no way to subtly mask what was sure to bulge between his legs. Punishment, he assumed. So deep into his fretting was Chilton that he hadn't even noticed his good buddy Jeff Winger exposed to similar fingers.]

Duly noted.

Try to keep out of trouble amidst this. You're one of the better individuals I share this space with.

This only thing I miss about living with you it that you can't hear me laughing right now.

Such is why I invested in sound-cancelling earplugs.

Oh my god, I dunno. They all look the same - bland, pretentious, and terrified at the same time while reeking of ineptitude. Someone at the hospital in Heropa, been seeing them since I ported in about my injuries I had when I arrived. Beginner reading materials said the nanites would flip otherwise, so I've been on my best behavior. (:

SooOOOOooo busy, what with managing a store and all. But if you /have/ to see me, most of my free time is in the evening, so maybe if you wanted to get a drink or a late dinner...? ;)

💎 💎 We never go out of style 💎 💎

[Well this evening certainly took a very sudden detour from wine and movies. It's not often Jeff's left without a smart answer or easy comeback to a scenario, but he'll happily admit this one has defeated him already. If nothing else, he can openly admit that this has never ever happened to him before, and the uniqueness of it is almost enough to rescue the whole thing.

The uniqueness doesn't actually solve the issue of Raina wedging herself between them though, or of Chilton sitting only a couple of feet away, or the hand that's creeping against Jeff's ridiculously expensive designer jeans. His arm still sprawled across the back of the couch suddenly feels a little too inviting, and it's really a miracle that the sight alone hasn't got Jeff instantly aroused, but he'll put it down to confusion and uncertainty. It doesn't seem right to start getting a boner over a bro's ho.

He's not sure what signals he should be sending here. He's not even sure what's an acceptable response to this.]

Raina. Darling. You're kind of interrupting a movie night. Right, Chilts? [Nailed it.]

That's. Actually surprisingly nice. Thanks, Chilts. I wasn't gonna try and stay alive before, but now you've said that I'll totally keep myself away from harm, just for you. ;)

Chilts.

[ She repeated in both disgust and absurdity. Did Chilton really allow that kind of nickname? It made him sound like a breakfast cereal or something equally unappetizing. Her attention drifted to Chilton, raising an eyebrow. Didn't he yearn for more respect than that? -- was her unspoken question.

And she then planted a kiss on Chilton's shoulder in parting before she eased over to Jeff, swinging a leg across his hips and straddling him. Raina had always teased him, but as far as she was concerned, he entered her spider web willingly and now it was her choice to do with him what she would. ]

Am I interrupting? Or am I proposing a much better use for your time? You're both good friends. Why not deepen that friendship?

[ She leaned in, beginning to rain teasing kisses along the side of Jeff's throat. And hopefully while having him distracted, he wouldn't notice as she took his hand and guided it directly to Chilton's lap. ]

You always talk a good game with me, Jeff. Don't tell me when it comes down to it, you're all talk and no action. I thought you were better than that.

[Chilton sunk a little into his seat under Raina's glance, his mouth a frown and his gaze focused forward. In truth -- yes, the nickname was somewhat silly, and yes the man craved respect and power. But he also craved a cure to his lonesome isolation, and that feeling of boyish acceptance from Jeff competed heavily with his former needs. It was nice, to have that sort of familiarity with someone like Jeff Winger -- popular, winsome, humorous Jeff Winger.

It was nice to have someone who would do a boys's night in with him.]

We were going to watch Jeff's show, Raina. Winger over Nicholson, as it were. Moreover -- [He cleared his throat, when Raina proposed a threesome. Not that Chilton hadn't cajoled the same thing, when Jeff was pursuing Raina, but that was before movie night.] I -- [Chilton glanced over, catching the sight of Raina enamored with Jeff's throat. And then glanced down, at the hand belonging to Jeff and headed to his own lap, under the guidance of Raina's own. He didn't protest, partially because Chilton was so indulgent of Raina, and partially because he knew she did this to spite him for his prior... Misbehavior.

But one fact stood: Chilton was pretty sure this was not the average itinerary for movie night.]

[The nickname is staying no matter how much judging Raina does. Like Fred's need for acceptance, Jeff craves that familiarity just as much, a craving for people to rely on and be there for company when the need arose.

This is just closer company than he'd been expecting, and as Raina climbs into his lap (Jeff being careful not to spill his wine), he realises that escape is becoming that much more difficult. She presents a physical barrier, one that he'd have to push just to pass, and does he really want to push a barely clothed woman off his lap? Hadn't he been vying for her attentions since they both arrived in this world? Was he not a man of action?!

There would be words. Many of them, but there's lips dusting his throat and jesus, that's distracting. Chilton is absolutely no help at all either, but the poor guy probably has his own distractions, distractions like--]

Oh, ffff-- c'mon! [His hand yanks away the second he registers where it had been placed, lightning quick like he'd just been burnt and instead almost instinctually shifting it to cup Raina's hip, his thumb tracing light circles against the sheer fabric. Fred does get some of Jeff's attention though, a long stare with raised brows that's silently settling somewhere between The hell am I meant to do? and You ok, bro?! This your girl, bro. Your girls in my lap, bro.. Chilton's meant to be the Raina expert here, not Jeff. Jeff's only dealings with her have been brief and in controlled environments.]

Edited 2015-08-23 17:21 (UTC)

I believe the winking face negates the sarcasm.

Nah, that was just me being friendly ;D I guess I'll just carry on trying not to die for now. Don't worry about me. It's not like I needed any warning or anything. Thanks.

Mmm? Why watch him perform on screen when he can do so for us in person, Frederick?

[ Her tone was lilting and playful, as though they were co-conspirators. As though she wasn't the only one running this show. When Jeff touched her, she was so pliant and responsive, encouraging it. But there was a very clear difference between what Chilton received of Raina and what Jeff was getting. Her attentions housed no affection. And although her lust seemed genuine, it wasn't the out of control desire she had with Chilton. Everything about this was Raina in control, Raina in her element, Raina displaying her complete and total sexual power over someone else. And she did it for her psychiatrist boyfriend who may have been curious about how she manipulated, who may have wanted to observe and dissect her behaviors, her power that he had never truly witnessed because he had never truly been on the receiving end.

It was poor Jeff who was the receptacle right now. with Raina pushing every boundary until she was sure his resolve would crumble and break.

Her hands came up to catch Jeff by the cheeks, forcing him to look at her. No more silent pleading to Chilton. Because all of a sudden, her lips were on his, kissing him aggressively, nimble fingers moving down to trace the outline of Jeff's package through his jeans. ]

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