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[camarod]

[REVENGE.]

Don't be a baby. Get on.

[heatmetal]

[ uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.

okay. okay. he's climbing on. the groans are maybe maybe not an exaggeration, werewolf dick is huge ]

[camarod]

If it isn't the consequences of your own actions, shithead.

[he's cackling. just bestie Things, etc etc.

if Eddie were hoping Billy were a safer driver on the bike ... he would be wrong. it's even faster, somehow, more careless now that he can zoom between cars. by the time they get to wherever Eddie's led them, he's probably committed at least 10 driving violations. ]

[heatmetal]

[ IT IS THE BEST THING BUT ALSO THE WORST THING EVERYTHING IS HURTY BUT ALSO LOOK AT HOW FAST THEY'RE GOING. eddie WHOOPS and cackles between groans every time they nail a pothole ]

[camarod]

[it's what he deserves. if Billy thinks it's nice to have Eddie holding onto him, well, no he doesn't. it's short lived anyway, though he could listen to the whoops and cackles for a while longer. maybe later they can do a longer drive; go through some old country roads. ]

- God I'm fucking starving.

[heatmetal]

Same.

[ it's a cheap taco joint. huge portions. no judgement if you eat fifty-two in one sitting. ]

[camarod]

[bless u eddie. ]

You're walking real better than I was expecting.

[heatmetal]

Wasn't this morning. About the... third time I tried to get up, I did, and then knocked all my shit off the night table.

[ knocking dice off the table just as he bitched about how much he wanted the power to heal the ache.

he hasn't connected those dots. ]

[camarod]

[a quiet mmmm as they sit. ]

I got a glimpse. Surprised you weren't hospitalised.

[heatmetal]

He was surprisingly gentle.

[camarod]

[a beat while he turns that winning smile to their waiter as they get their menu's. then, to eddie, it's a you dumb bitch i saw look. ]

Uh huh. So, you tried to fuck yourself after? Ambitious of you.

[heatmetal]

[ you love him shut up ]

I just let him feed off me and we discussed the pros and cons.

[camarod]

Sure you did, big guy.

[he's sprawling, as usual. like he's totally cool and normal. ]

[heatmetal]

[ buddy, he's in your head. you feel like a hornet's nest of emotions. but he's not gonna pry, he's gonna get food first. ]

He told me you remembered the code.

[camarod]

[a beat. ]

Yeah. I mean - it was mostly because he was acting more like you before here. I figured something was up.

[heatmetal]

I didn't realize you'd paid enough attention to me back then to notice the difference.

[ he takes a gulp of soda, brow furrowed a little. ]

[camarod]

[a beat. he lifts a brow. ]

You don't scream as much here, dude, first of all - and he was screaming.

[heatmetal]

[ . . . yeah.

in retrospect, he wonders if it's partly due to trauma. the bats being attracted to sound. shouting being what got him killed. ]

I don't feel like I gotta put on a performance here.

[camarod]

Well, it was just. Obvious.

[he shrugs. ] But yeah. I get that.

[heatmetal]

Yeah, but you noticed... and you remembered.

[ which...

honestly, means something to him. no slight against steve on that. ]

[camarod]

[his brow is furrowing, like the acknowledgement is uncomfortable. maybe it is. ]

Of course I remembered.

[heatmetal]

I'll let you in on a secret, B. I talk with the full expectation that nobody in the room is listening. They usually aren't.

[ he will ruin this tender moment by immediately shoving a whole taco in his mouth ]

So... means a lot when someone does.

[camarod]

No offence, E, but you are so fucking loud how can anyone not listen?

[heatmetal]

The sound goes in. But it's translated as: "punch me in the face, please punch me in the face, I am begging you to come over here and threaten my person, you insecure little fuck".

[camarod]

You calling me an insecure little fuck?

[give him one of those taco's jesus christ - ]