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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-07 00:23:02 +0000 UTC]

   Taking the towel from his boyfriend, he smiled before wiping down his face. After the accident, Claude took more care to listen to his body when it was stressed, but it felt good to scream again; moreover, he was grateful he still had the ability to do so. The doctor would have too much power if his screams were taken away. 
   "I love you too," he replied, throwing the towel onto one of his shoulders. They hadn't been very close since the incident, but Claude tried to show his love in other affectionate ways. Leaning down, he kissed his boyfriend's forehead. "Anything you want Logan, tell me. Any of the other Cursed Ones would be happy to follow after me.. I think I got out what I needed to. I feel a lot better.. It feels so good to put that bastard in his place.." Momentarily seeing red, he averted his attention back to Logan and grabbed his hand. "What is it?" 

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-07 01:22:39 +0000 UTC]

   Feeling the warmth in his heart, he knew exactly what to say. "Noffin' realleh serious," Logan said with a smile, "Oi just miss yew, if Oi'm behin' 'onest." Lacing his finger's with his leader's, his heart swelled hearing other's cheer for them. Many in the crowd had been calling for an engagement and wedding for some time, but Logan knew it would happen when the time was right. 
   "Shut it," he teased the crowd before pulling his leader backstage for more privacy. Smiling from ear to ear, he looked back at Claude while his other hand still grasped his hoodie over his heart. "Sorry about 'em," he said to his savior, "Weh gave 'em a voice and told 'em to 'ave opinions, but fockin' 'ell man.." Laughing it off, he used the private exit for Leader's only to access the stairway up towards their office. 

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-07 01:49:27 +0000 UTC]

   Claude would have proposed to Logan in a heartbeat, but after their last month together things were different. He could feel the distance between them, and that seemed to be for the better. The Communion leader couldn't possibly consider starting a new life with the man he loved while Cade lurked in the shadows. The risk was too high. Instead, Claude could settle for a simpler relationship until the doctor could be properly snuffed out; however, he had no idea how or when that would ever happen. 
   "That's what makes this district so fun," Claude joked back with a big smile, "I'd never give it up for a second." As they made their way up to the office, he couldn't help his own nerves. A month after Cade's appearance, and he still wasn't sure how to act; he was still deeply ashamed. "I know we've been doing our separate stuff around The Communion, but I've been writing more music. It's the best way for me to cope, it makes me feel like I have more control again."

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-07 03:21:48 +0000 UTC]

   "Oi'm glad yew found your way teh cope," Logan said rubbing his thumb along his partner's as they entered the back way to the offices placed near their bedrooms upstairs. "Oi'm still workin' on moine," he said honestly as he pulled them in and closed the secret door that looked like just another section of wall to the untrained eye. 
   There had been times when he was alone with his boyfriend that he didn't know how to act now that his chest glowed a bright red hue at it's own impulse. Keeping the secret of his immortality from his soulmate had been difficult, but he had maintained so far. For as long as he could, he would do his best to keep his immortal family safe.
   "Yew know Oi still love you, roight?? That Oi'd neveh dream of tradin' the love weh 'ave for someffin' less," he said with his voice cracking. "Oi know yew love meh because of this place and amazin' people weh share. Yew don't 'ave to share it wiff me, but yew do.. Oi'm hopin' the secrets Oi've kept hasn't stolen your trust away.. Oi sleep next to you evereh noight wishin' Oi could force moiself to 'old you, but he..." Stopping as he felt his body temperature raising, he covered his mouth before he said something he regretted. "Oi know Cade wonts meh dead now and next toime he won't be so shy about it."

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-07 03:40:08 +0000 UTC]

   "That's why I won't push you," Claude answered, letting go of his boyfriend's hand to lean against his desk instead. "I don't doubt our bond, or your loyalty, for a second. But I feel like a monster, too. I don't want to be close when I know what could happen if I'm not careful enough. I never thought he would go this far but.. I exist because of his cruelty. I should never be surprised with what he's capable of." His hand gently rubbing the fresh scar on his neck, Claude sighed. "It's tragic to think I nearly held the world in my hands, but he ripped it all away in a second." Claude felt guilty again as he glanced down at his sleeveless arms, where a lot of his visible scars were. Even the scars on his back peeked through onto his shoulder near the IX tattoo. "I wish I could help you cope, Logan. I wish it wasn't my fucking face.. I don't want you to feel alone, or scared. You deserve to feel safe and I would do anything to give that to you."

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-07 21:12:56 +0000 UTC]

   "Oi feel safe to a degree," Logan admitted as he went to sit on the couch near Claude's desk, "Oi won't loie and say Oi don't ollreadeh 'ave another plan in case that focker decides he wants to show his side again." Pursing his lips, he looked down at the floor as his unruly blonde curls fell in his face too. "It's not fair," he said struggling to breathe without sobbing, "Teh fokin' knob'ead practically ran to 'im as soon as 'e saw an openein'! Romeo even told 'im to fock off and he decided to act shocked and started manipulatin'. Why not manipulate meh?? Oi just fockin' knew 'e'd run teh Romeo. Oi'm just glad Romeo is who 'e is and didn't actually run off wiff you trapped insoide.. Oi would've.." 
   Getting angry, his temperature spiked and his tears turned to a red face heavy breathing. Logan could finally understand what it meant to see red. "Oi would 'ave told evereh soul we've collected and not let anneh one of 'em rest until we found the two of you.." Hoping Cade heard the next set of threat, he continued just to reinforce the idea. "Since 'e wonts meh dead, I don't mind lettin' 'im know Oi'll finally foind peace when I foind a way to make him noffin' but a bad chapter in our 'appy endin'."

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-07 22:04:40 +0000 UTC]

   Claude struggled to hold back physically, but he would never hide his feelings from Logan. "I love you for that," he said with conviction, "I live with the bastard in my head, and you scare the fuck out of him. I won't let him forget his place because he's only the prey to the predator. Remind him of what a fucking coward is, and never stand down." Feeling riled up with his own aggression, he had to take a moment to control his inner chaotic energy. While it soothed him, he didn't want to make Logan's mood worse-- or The Communion any crazier than they were. "It's hard to talk about this shit because I don't want to consider that he'll ever get back out, but he might.. And if he does, I want you to know everything he thinks about. He wants us all dead, Logan. You, me and Romeo. That's why he tried to crash the car, because he thinks dying is worth it if it means he'll never have to be a prisoner anymore. So.. If he thinks he can play games, I want you to do whatever it takes to incapacitate him. He's dangerous every time he opens his mouth to speak." 

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-08 00:32:44 +0000 UTC]

   As angry as he was, Logan couldn't stand to see Claude struggle. Standing up from the couch with speed and ease his partner had doubtfully ever seen before, he closed the distance between them. Careful to make sure his chest was pressed against his boyfriend, he reached up to finally touch the scar that his own knife placed. "Oi didn't won't teh even go thes far," he said with a lump in his own throat as he leaned forward to gently kiss the light pink line. "Oi 'ate bein' teh one tha 'as to 'urt your body over and over again.. Each scar is a mark on moi own 'eart.. Bastard knows it too.."
   Finally close to his boyfriend again, he wrapped his arms around him tightly where he leaned against the desk. "Oi'll foind a weh," he promised Claude, "Oi'll do wot Oi 'ave to get yew back this close en moi arms.."

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-08 00:55:31 +0000 UTC]

   "Thank you," he smiled gently, wrapping his arms around Logan in turn. He missed the feeling so much that it almost seemed different somehow. "I hope you know it doesn't bother me.. It hurts, but I know none of the pain is for me. I know you're doing everything to protect us, our life. I wish it didn't hurt you, too." Maintaining restraint, Claude happened to notice how hot his boyfriend's lips were on his skin. "You're burning up," Claude commented, his brows furrowing slightly in concern, "Are you running a fever? Do you feel okay?" Lifting his hand, he pressed his palm to Logan's cheek, and then his wrist to his forehead. "Maybe you should take it easy and wear something lighter. I don't think Daniel would mind if we gave him another call. The last thing I want is for your immune system to be fucked up because of the accident." Releasing his boyfriend, Claude was prepared to give the doctor a call. 

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-08 02:28:11 +0000 UTC]

   "Oi'm foine," Logan insisted, "Daniel 'as looked meh over tons of times now. It's prolly just from standin' under the loights and bouncing around whoile yew we're performing." Aware he was a lot warmer than a comfortable fever he let go of his boyfriend and gave them a little more space between their chests. "Yew've 'ad Daniel look at meh. Oi'm foine physically, it's mental Oi'm struggling wiff; promise." As much as he wanted to get closer and be more intimate with Claude again, he didn't know how to do that without giving away his secret. "Yew don't need to ever worreh," he said with a small smile and a chuckle, "Noffink like a cold or fever can kill a resilient focker loike meh."

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-08 03:39:03 +0000 UTC]

   Claude cracked a smile again, relaxing due to his boyfriend's reassurances. After what they had been through to together, he was certain Logan could withstand anything. "You're right. I fell in love with a badass.. But I'm allowed to worry a little too," he laughed, feeling most of his stress melt away. Straightening out, Claude moved from the front of his desk and took a seat at it instead. "I should start working on music to go with all of these lyrics," he spoke up, focusing the conversation on something harmless and easy to talk about, "I've enjoyed the time I've spent with The Cursed too. I think it helps keep me in control and clear headed the most. I'm in my element, I'm doing something I created without him and I can forget everything for a while. And I'm so fucking proud of our people. This district looks nothing like it did two years ago." Looking up at Logan, he offered to leave again. "Are you sure you don't want to join me for an encore?"

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-09 02:30:40 +0000 UTC]

   Scared he would show off too much of his new found strength, Logan shook his head first. "Weh 'aven't worked on anneh ffin' together in a whoile," he answered nervously, "If yew wonted teh go down and do an old song, Oi'll grab moi guitar.." Thinking of a compromise he could make quickly, he leaned against the edge of the desk with both palms down. "Oi'll play, but, yew've got teh beh cool wiff me jumpin' around again." Knowing his boyfriend would voice concern over his knees that were no longer an issue, he immediately ciontinued before he could be denied. "Oi've been worken on 'em an' Daniel said 'imself I could start runnin' again. I wont teh perform wiff yew again, but yew know Oi con't help myself when Oi'm on stage wiff yew. Weh.. feed off each other." 
   Aware his hoodie might have dipped a little too low on his neckline for how bright his chest should have been glowing, he stood up again. Lacing his fingers together, he gave his Savior bright grey eyes while pressing his thumbs to his heart. "Please.. If yew love meh?"

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-09 17:10:09 +0000 UTC]

   "Is that what the two of you have been up to?" Claude asked in surprise, impressed with the work their newest ally had done for them. Most of the time, Daniel worked on the two of them separately. The secrecy seemed unnecessary, but he understood why Logan did it now. Ultimately, it put Claude's mind at ease; he didn't like feeling as though his boyfriend was keeping secrets from him. "You know I can't say no to those eyes," he finally caved, grinning as he stood up from his chair. "I know the perfect song for Halloween. I don't think you've really heard it, but take a look." 
   Pulling out his transmitter to offer Logan, he let him read the lyrics and music for the particular song Claude wanted to do. 

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-10 19:49:05 +0000 UTC]

   "You've always 'ad a weh wiff words," Logan proudly chuckled as he looked over the lyrics. "Reminds me of one of the scary movies you love to watch so much.." Thinking about the riffs and melodies he could play to accompany the beautiful words, his mind drifted off to more romantic thoughts. "Yew know.. wiff the Cursed Ones bringin' up so often.. Oi 'ave thought about our weddin' an' reception alreadeh.. One of teh ideas Oi 'ad wos playin' some clips or whole movies ov teh classics weh love ta fall asleep in each other's arms teh." As he felt his chest get warmer in his layers of shirts and sweaters, he knew he had to get back to thinking about the music before his heart burned a hole through his clothes. 

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-10 21:38:21 +0000 UTC]

   Claude smiled when his boyfriend recognized the movie, but it really warmed his heart to hear him talk about their wedding reception. It felt like the far distant future, and he still wasn't certain of its existence. Without bringing up his insecurities, he simply complimented the idea. "I think that's perfect for us." 
   "Let's go downstairs then," Claude encouraged, taking his device back so that he could give Sonny a heads up. "I want to flood out the house with red lights again. It's Halloween, they deserve a kick ass performance." 
   -'Get ready for me to come back down. I'm doing another song with Logan. Paint the house red.'-
   Before Logan could really say anything else, the Communion leader was exiting the office. The rush of adrenaline as he prepared to do another song was exactly what he needed.

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-11 03:51:24 +0000 UTC]

   Growing up the way he had, Logan had never felt much enjoyment from the spirit of Halloween. The nights of his childhood were not spent gathering candy with his twin but helping her keep the chill in her bones to ward off Amon taking over for The Devil's Night festivities. I wasn't until they rid the demon from their lives and moved on with men to protect them both that he started to find enjoyment. He didn't have a costume or even wasted a second thinking about putting one together. He had far more important things to think about.
   -'The Cursed Ones would tear the house down to see their leaders performing together again. I'll make sure you get another warm welcome.'- 
   Interrupting his remix of a very old song to new beats and ticks, Sonny lowered every color in the house except the bright reds. The crowd knew exactly what that meant. A blood-soaked stage was set for only one performer in Old Hollywood. Anticipating an encore from Claude, everyone stopped dancing to charge the stage and get the mosh pit already moving with anxious and chaotic energy.
   Hearing the roar of his people before they even reached the bottom of the stairs for backstage, Logan's heartbeat picked up. With the brightest hue of red already showing from under the stage door, he knew he would be safe to take off his hoodie-- or possibly even all his layers- to jump around and perform.
   "Oi," he called out to Claude before the door was opened and the screams intensified for their presence. "Oi know Oi've said it a million toimes boi now, but.. Oi love yew, Claude.." Taking his boyfriend's hand again, he kissed his knuckles before standing at his side. "Oi promise ffings will change. Startin' tonight. Oi wont to hold yew again and troi our best teh get back teh the way it wos.. Weh can still foind a weh, right? We'll survive this storm.."

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-11 04:33:52 +0000 UTC]

   "Yes," Claude answered, feeling a glimmer of hope in that intense moment. Turning towards Logan, he couldn't find the words to express exactly what he was feeling. He had apologized time and time again, his boyfriend knew he had regrets. "I love you too, I always will," he eventually said, leaning down to share a kiss with Logan. It had been a long time since he had felt his lips, and it was difficult to pull away from them so quickly. "Let's kill it out there." 
   Finally stepping back out onto the stage, the roar of The Cursed Ones could surely be heard throughout the entire district. It was like Hell itself opened up, and nothing would stop the chaos from burning. Every single Communion member had to be in the building that night, and Claude felt powerful for the first time since the incident; these were his people. 
   Claude jumped up onto the platform at the front of the stage, chest pounding as a ticking clock struck the air . He could feel goosebumps all over his skin.

"In calculated silence..
Captivated by the violence of the play
Fifteen years ago today..
Oh.. an evil evolution,
Will bring a feeble institution to it's knees
Oh, doctor can't you seeee?

That when the hands of fate!
Fall on the midnight hour!
Behind this mask of hate!
I don the devil's poweeeer!

THESE ARE THE DEVIL'S EYYYYYYYYES!
THE DEVIL'S EYYYYEEES! AHHHHH!

GO!

A FORMER PORTRAIT OF PERFECTION!
PAINTED WITHOUT PLIGHT!
NOW HADDONFIELD'S MY BATTLEFIELD!
YOUR KIDS WON'T MAKE IT HOME TONIGHT!
WITH A MADNESS VOID OF REASON!
I KILL WITH EVERY STRIKE!
I'LL HAUNT YOU DAY AFTER DAY!
KNIIIFE AFTER KNIIIIIIIFE!
DAY AFTER DAY!
KNIIIFE AFTER KNIIIIIIIFE!
Taking life after life..

When the hands of faate!
Fall on the midnight hour!
Behind this mask of haate!
I don the devil's poweer!
If there's liife in the shadows!
Let the knife leave its maaark!
When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing!
Stabbing in the daaaaark!

YOU'LL LEARN A HEARTLESS HUMAN HARVEST!
FEEDS THIS FESTIVAL OF FLESH!
STALKING AT THE TOP!
SCREAM OF THE CROP!
A SILENT CUT ABOVE THE REST!
WHERE BLOOD'S THICKER THAN WAATER!
I'VE CARVED UP QUITE A SCENE!
WITH YOUR WORST FEARS CARVED ON THIS WHITE VENEER!
I'LL CHANGE THE FACE OF HALLOWEEEEEEEEN!

YOU CAN'T KILL THE BOOGEYMAN!

When the hands of faate!
Fall on the midnight hour!
Behind this mask of haate!
I don the devil's poweer!
If there's liife in the shadows!
Let the knife leave its maaark!
When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing!
Stabbing in the daaaaark!

(All units respond. Multiple fatalities reported on Orange Grove Ave. Suspect has been identified as one Michael Myers. He is armed and extremely dangerous. Shoot to kill, I repeat, shoot to kill, over.)

I AM A SHADOW WHERE THERE ONCE WAS LIGHT!
STRANGLING ALL SIGNS OF LIFE!
IT'S EITHER YOU OR SOME KID DOWN THE STREET!
THE CHOICE IS YOURS!
TRICK OR FUCKIN' TREAT!


When the hands of faate,
Fall on the midnight hour!
Behind this mask of haate!
I don the devil's poweer!
If there's liife in the shadows!
Let the knife leave its maaark!
When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing!
STABBING IN THE DAAAAARRRKK!"

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-11 23:15:04 +0000 UTC]

   While the song building and Sonny adding in special sound effects to Claude's soulful voice, Logan was free to shed a few layers from his chest before grabbing his favorite guitar. Waiting for his Savior's scream, he instantly began the quickest riff his fingers had ever played before. To the rest of the crowd, it only looked like their leader had practiced. Only he knew it was the first time he had picked up a guitar in months. 
   Feeding off the energy of the crowd Logan not only jumped around at every chance he got, but he also noticed he got more air than his tiny body would normally allow. It had to be part of his new abilities. Nothing else except his glowing heart had manifested, so far. Keeping his physical height in check, he started staying closer to Claude and the secondary microphone for back up harmonies. While it felt good to show off in front of his beloved district, there was danger in showing the truth. 
   Knowing the house lights would stay up after the song so Claude could soak in the screams he received back, he quickly took his guitar off to run back for his pull over.
   While Claude was at the edge of the stage, Sonny noticed Logan run off with the strangest refraction of stage light coming from his chest. At first, he thought it could have been a mic pack, but the leaders almost never used them as the rotating performers did daily. Without causing a commotion, he pulled out his transmitter to send one of his leaders a discreet message. 
  -'Are you okay?? Your face, neck, and chest look really red.'-
   Pulling his last layer back on over his head, Logan pulled his transmitter out from the pocket in the front. Reading the message quickly, he looked up at Sonny and gave him a smile with a thumbs up.
   Suspicious of the reaction and Logan's behavior in general, Sonny decided to let it slide for now until he had a chance to bring it up with Kosuke later on that night. If they had to, he would go over Logan's head to speak with Claude about his concerns.
   Hoping he didn't need to pull his friend aside for a conversation on a holiday night, he joined his boyfriend at the front of the stage to scream back at his district of Cursed Ones. Eager to take Claude's hand in his again, he was almost tempted to do what some in the crowd were already suggesting again. His knees stronger than ever, it was ironic how one felt heavier in that moment. Keeping himself together, he waited to see what speech his beloved would make to their district before he made his decision to propose-- even with Cade still trapped inside. After everything they had been through, it no longer felt shameful. It felt like spitting directly in The Doctor's face. The idea alone thrilled him and his knee begged to touch the ground before the entire district.

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-12 03:38:06 +0000 UTC]

   As happy as Claude was, he felt like there were no words he could say. It was all bittersweet when the doctor lingered in the shadows. Suddenly overwhelmed, Claude could feel his chest tightening as all sound started to fade away. He choked. Struggling to breathe, Claude dropped his head so that his hair could hide his face as he stepped out of the red lights and disappeared into the darkness of backstage. 
   Wrath caught the flicker of emotions, but he didn't want to bring attention to it. Instead, he quickly took the stage so that the attention would be brought to him. How could Halloween be complete without a Riot? His presence alone could district The Communion with ease. 
   "I hope you don't mind if I take this.." Wrath said, glancing over at Logan with a small smile.
   'How can I live like this?' he thought to himself desperately, stopping to press his forehead against the wall. Closing his eyes, he stood there for several seconds like that until he realized tears streamed down his face. While in control, Claude had lived life with so many highs; however, this was the first time he was truly experiencing the lowest of lows. It made him feel real, but at what cost? Bringing his hand back up to his neck, his fingers traced the fresh scar. It would always be a reminder of how weak he was. The doctor, after all, was smart enough to wait until Claude got a little too comfortable with his life. Ultimately, he was a different man now. He lived with both anger and fear-- and the fear was intense. He had too much to lose.

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-13 03:04:35 +0000 UTC]

   Seeing his boyfriend turn from the spotlight to go backstage, Logan knew he had to make a choice. He could have easily run back and comforted Claude,  but not before he addressed his people. "OLL ROIGHT you bunch ov needy, bloody fockers!!" Words said with a smirk on his face, he raised a hand to silence the crowd. "Weh've 'eard yew!! Weh know wot our people wont, but yew lot ov greedeh fockers 'ave got tah see weh're people too wiff lives ov our own to take into consideration! It's not a question ov if, but when. And Oi expect, as your fockin' leader as well, that yew oll will koindly moind yeh own business from now on!"  
   Being met when a spattering of boos from the crowd, they were quickly silenced by others who had been there longer and respected their leaders more. Once the crowd has mostly gon silent, Logan raised the mic to his lips again. "That's not to say Oi don't love tha' man, but there are far better reasons for you teh bey cryin' out!" As more heads began to nod and he could tell his message was getting across, he stopped started pacing to deliver an important eye-opening message. "There is still underground Better Living experimentations bein' conducted in the UK. Moi hometown 'as 'ad kids missing since Oi wos young... As if that isn't bad enough, F.E.A.R. still stands and claims more citizens every day roight in our own backyard!! Our people are struggling to survive and we should rally for reunions wiff 'em. Use yeh voices teh cry out for the roight reasons Cursed Ones. Join meh in outrage and pain!! Join meh in screamin' for those who can not scream for themselves still!!"
   With the crowd finally on his side, Logan dropped the mic to his glowing chest with lifting his other hand in the air. It felt nice to make speeches again and rally his district together for a worthy cause. However, he hoped the outcry for a union didn't scare Claude. 
   "Oi ffink it's your turn now," Logan told Wrath as he handed over the microphone to follow his boyfriend backstage.

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-13 03:22:14 +0000 UTC]

   Wrath nodded in respect to Logan, thankful for his message about not only the illegal experiments still out there, but especially F.E.A.R. It was exactly the kind of motivation he needed to scream-- all Wrath ever did was worry about Gaelen. 
   When Logan finally joined him backstage, Claude looked up from where he was. His back was against the wall, but his face was mostly clear of tears. He hoped the dark glow of the backstage area was enough to mask his red-rimmed eyes; the worst of it was over.
   "That sounded great," he told his boyfriend genuinely, his mind focused on the things Logan brought up. "I'm glad they listen to you too. I think some of them forget why we're all here." Crossing his arms against his chest, Claude glanced away. He had been one of the many that had briefly forgotten the nightmare he lived through with Maziah. "Thanks for coming up there with me," he spoke up again, diverting the conversation slightly, "I've never heard you play that good before, that was some of your best."

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-13 13:18:19 +0000 UTC]

   "Oi'm glad Oi con live up to te standards you already sit at," Logan said humbly before he approached his boyfriend again for a hug. "Yew oll roight in there?" he asked sweetly while tucking his barely sweaty head into Claude's chest. "Oi could tell some of it wos gettin' teh yew, so Oi did wot I could to bring them back to focus on what wos important."
   Lifting his head again until he could see Claude though his dark, dirty blonde hair, he gave his boyfriend a smile. "Oi love yew and Oi wont to marry yew, but when we're both ready.. I con't lie and say Oi don't feel teh pressure from them, but weh 'ave our own plan to follow. Oi just need yew teh kno Oi don't need a 'usband to 'ave a stong relationship wiff our people-- and neither do you. Once weh've completed our mission wiff this place and Cade is finally gone, Oi'd love nothing more than to be yours until the end of time. Oll roight?" Reaching up to wipe the rest of the damp traces left of tears, he knew he was doing the right thing by his relationship even if that meant sacrificing his own personal desires for the time being. "Until then.. Fock 'um.."

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-13 23:47:29 +0000 UTC]

   Claude was tense, but he nodded in response to Logan. "They ask me to do something like that, not knowing my darkest secret," he eventually said, a residual wave of guilt washing over him as he reminded himself of his guilt. He was far too ashamed of his secret, but revealing Cade to The Communion would give him too much power. "One of these days, I swear I will tell them. But not until it's safe to do so.. It needs to be the right time, just like us.." Finally wrapping his arms around Logan, he tucked his face into his boyfriend's hair for a hug. "Thank you." Slipping out of Logan's arms, he ran both of his hands through his dark hair.
   "I'm exhausted," he admitted, his body weighed down by physical and emotional stress. "I might shower and call it a night, Logan."

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-15 00:29:30 +0000 UTC]

   Seeing the weight of the world on Claude's shoulders frustrated Logan, but he knew it gave him the opportunity to do what he was supposed to do like a Second in Command of The Cursed should-- Support his Savior, boyfriend, and leader as best he could.
   "Ov course, Love," he said finally letting his arms fall from around Claude's waist, "Oi could go back to our people and make sure they 'ave a good 'alloween, but Oi'd much rather go up wiff you." Struggling to find an excuse that wouldn't sound like it was purely sex driven, he went back to an earlier thought. "It's late enouff for us to boff take a shower and cuddle in bed.. Oi could put on one ov yoor favorite scareh moviehs, too.."

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Scattered-Pages In reply to B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E [2018-11-15 03:54:13 +0000 UTC]

   "I want you to come with me," Claude insisted before his boyfriend was done speaking. Smiling, he hesitated before grabbing Logan's hand. "That sounds like the perfect way to end Halloween. I think laying in bed with you for a while is exactly what I need to clear my mind." Going back upstairs, Claude was more comfortable than the first time. Slowly but surely, they were bridging the gap between them. Whatever distance Logan had seemed to have disappeared, but Claude still wasn't sure. The further they got, the quieter Riot's music became until it was just bass and vibrations in the floor. When they stepped into their room, Claude felt like he needed to apologize. Aware that it game from deeper feelings of guilt, he opted for something else.
   "You've reminded me how much you love me over and over tonight.. I feel like I'm not saying it enough," he said, turning to face Logan, "I love you more than anything. You're all I'll ever need, and the fact that you will stay by my side through the worst proves what a good husband you'll make someday. I dream of seeing it."

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B-A-C-K-B-O-N-E In reply to Scattered-Pages [2018-11-19 00:24:11 +0000 UTC]

   "Weh will boff keep dreamin' until it's toime for it to beh a reality," Logan said warming up again, "And that's oll roight wiff meh." Although he had already walked into the room, he went back to where Claude was by the door to hug him tightly. It didn't matter if his Savior hesitated, he knew where his burning heart belonged. "Oi could see yew strugglin' against 'im," he confessed before pulling back slightly to look up, "Romeo and Oi 'ave talked about it olredeh.. Weh've been talkin' more after evereh ffing 'appened. Oi sort ov got meh friends back in Nebula and 'im, oddly. Oll seems to 'ave been roighted except between us.. and Oi will beh the most patient man in Old Hollehwood when it comes teh claimin' yew as meh 'usband."
   Giving his boyfriend a bright smile, he leaned up on his toes to kiss him quickly before backing away again. "Now go get your shower first whoile I set ffings up.." Wiggling a shoulder he walked over to the bookcase to choose a movie for them to share. "Oi'm goin' to woo yew teh only weh Oi know how on oll Hallows Eve! But yew must let me prepare.." Giving his love a small flair of dramatics as he went about his busy work, he wondered how he was going to survive the night without spilling all his secrets.

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