John

[silverhand_johnny]

Johnny had been busy entertaining Kerry, who was only in town for two more days, but Johnny had convinced to go enjoy a day of being a tourist on his own today. He loved the fucker, would miss him when he fucked back off to New York, but- He also could only deal with that love-sick puppy-dog gaze for so long. He needed a break- And to grab a couple of shirts he'd left at John's

"Open up, choom. I just need to grab my shit," he said as he knocked. Though it wasn't John who opened the door- It was some dinky looking twink in desperate need of a haircut.

"You're not the man who brings the fried fish," Fawn noted, tilting his head and leaning in to give Johnny a curious sniff.

"Who the actual fuck are you, and what middle school did John steal you from?" Johnny asked flatly.

"I am fawn, I don't go to school. ...I like your arm, it's shiny," the fae noted, reaching to touch it- Only to be lightly swatted away by Johnny.

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[silverhand_johnny]

"You're an idiot," was all Johnny said to that.

[petty_dabbler]

"I probably am, but it's never held me back. And you're one to talk. Tell me about Kerry, this time," he said, hoping to distract Johnny from his failings.

[silverhand_johnny]

Johnny grunted, then shook his head.

"Idiot found out I was in London and insisted he come see me," he replied. "Brought my guitar."

[petty_dabbler]

"You are never going to shake him," he replied. "I don't see that ever happening. In any world."

[silverhand_johnny]

Johnny grunted again, frowning deeply.

"I told him he can't stay."

[petty_dabbler]

"Why'd you go and do that?" John asked. "You might wind up happy for five minutes?"

[silverhand_johnny]

"He has a solo career, a good one. He has a fucking wife and a kid on the way," Johnny replied.

And yeah, he knew in his heart Kerry would never be happy with her, that a divorce was inevitable, but he didn't want to be the cause.

[petty_dabbler]

John watched him a long moment.

"Mm-hmm," he intoned, then took a swallow of beer.

"We're a couple top scholars, aren't we? How do we get ourselves involved in this shit?"

[silverhand_johnny]

"Our magnetic charm," Johnny replied, turning his best smile on the other man, then letting it fade. "Fuck, I don't know. Bad luck, right?"

[petty_dabbler]

"The worst luck, mate," he agreed with a nod. What a sorry pair of sons of bitches. It had to be bad luck because there was no way John deserved some of the shit he found himself involved in.

[silverhand_johnny]

"Anyway, he leaves in two days," Johnny shrugged. "Out of sight, out of my hair."

[petty_dabbler]

"You really going to be okay with that?" he asked.

[silverhand_johnny]

"Me? 'Course," Johnny shrugged. "I never wanted him here to start with."

Which was sort of true. It would have been easier for the both of them if Kerry had never come.

[petty_dabbler]

"So what's the plan once he's gone?" John asked. "Back to the old grind?"

[silverhand_johnny]

"I don't know," Johnny admitted. "I don't know what the fuck I'm doing, man."

[petty_dabbler]

"Maybe you're here for a reason, Johnny. Your world, this world...maybe you're meant to do something," John said. It was as good a guess as any.

[silverhand_johnny]

"Like what? What use am I here?" Johnny asked seriously. "I'm a fucking merc with a grudge against a company that doesn't even exist here."

[petty_dabbler]

"Plenty of other companies, though," he offered slyly. "There's a few real bangers. Now I'm not saying you could use what you know...I'm just saying there's more of a call for your sort than you think. Want me to make a few calls?"

John knew all kinds of people. Surely one of them would know something.

[silverhand_johnny]

"No, I don't want to fight someone else's battle," Johnny replied. "Gotta find my own."

[petty_dabbler]

"I'd wager you're not going to have to look that hard, mate," John said sagely.

[silverhand_johnny]

"We'll see. Either I'll find a fight or I'll burn out. I'm not bothered which happens," Johnny shrugged.

[petty_dabbler]

"I can't see you burning out, mate," John replied. Johnny was too much of a presence for that.

[silverhand_johnny]

"We all fade eventually, John," he said. "Flames can't burn forever."

[petty_dabbler]

"Maybe not for you," he scoffed bitterly. "Hell's eternal, mate. And I'm in no hurry."

[silverhand_johnny]

"We're all candles, choom. We all either run out of wax or wick eventually. Even you," Johnny assured him.