[ What the fuck. This was supposed to be simple. A conversation to clarify some things, try to ensure that Godric didn't go telling everyone about the night before. It would've made life more difficult, made it harder for Sharkface to operate around these people if he's seen as unstable. The sort of person who'd get blackout drunk and pick a fight with a vampire. He needs to be seen as useful, an asset instead of a liability. And most of the time his scars do a good job of maintaining distance. People look at him and see a threat. There's use in that, to a certain point. But this?
This is something else.
Sharkface twitches before he can hide it. Involuntary. ]
I'm not a good friend.
[ It's the only thing he can think to say. He can pretend, sometimes, but that's all it is. A performance. He has people he likes, even in this place, but he tries to maintain a distance. Keep them separate. Easier for everyone if they don't know what he is, or get hurt in the inevitable fallout. No matter how much he likes spending time with Angela, or talking with Gene. That's not real. It's temporary. A mask he's wearing, just like the name. And one day — maybe even soon — it'll be over. He only hopes —
Well. It doesn't really matter, does it? He'll try not to drag them down wit him, at any rate. ]
[ It's easier to take that as an order. Sharkface nods just once. Either way, it's a step in the right direction. Not an alliance like the one he's got with Angela, but it's something.
He can work with that. He follows Godric inside. ]
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Date: 2020-01-18 07:45 pm (UTC)This is something else.
Sharkface twitches before he can hide it. Involuntary. ]
I'm not a good friend.
[ It's the only thing he can think to say. He can pretend, sometimes, but that's all it is. A performance. He has people he likes, even in this place, but he tries to maintain a distance. Keep them separate. Easier for everyone if they don't know what he is, or get hurt in the inevitable fallout. No matter how much he likes spending time with Angela, or talking with Gene. That's not real. It's temporary. A mask he's wearing, just like the name. And one day — maybe even soon — it'll be over. He only hopes —
Well. It doesn't really matter, does it? He'll try not to drag them down wit him, at any rate. ]
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Date: 2020-01-18 07:50 pm (UTC)( humans can be so blind. )
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Date: 2020-01-18 07:58 pm (UTC)Breathe, little brother.
He flexes his hands. Too late to hold still now. But it's better than clenching them into fists, or thinking about the knife up his sleeve. ]
Sure. Why the fuck not.
[ Friend can be another word for ally, just so long as he remembers the lines. Godric won't draw them outright, but they still exist. Fine. ]
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Date: 2020-01-20 06:22 pm (UTC)Come. Let us return to the others.
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Date: 2020-01-20 08:20 pm (UTC)He can work with that. He follows Godric inside. ]