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( Right. It would make Elias angry on Jared's behalf but this is Henry they're talking about. Poster child for emotional constipation. )

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( Car just delivered me. House gorgeous. Cats ignoring me. Anticipating tonight. )

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Rupert has gone off to refill their drinks when Elias' back pocket vibrates. Elias doesn't have to check his watch to know that it's exactly three hours before midnight. He doesn't have to check the caller ID to see who is calling. He clicks to accept the call as he strides toward the hallway, away from the blaring music. "Hello. Happy New Year."

There's a slight pause. "Sounds like it's a loud New Year for you." Henry laughter is friendly.

Elias grins. "Do it loud or go home," he teases, looking back through the doorway for Rupert.

There's a pause, the whisper of a softly indrawn breath. "I just wanted to say I love you, and I'm glad you're in my life. In any capacity, but I'm happier when we're lovers."

The grin fades and Elias blinks. A call from Henry as the clock strikes midnight on the east coast is something Elias has come to expect when they spend New Year's Eve apart. But nothing could have prepared him for the baldness of that statement. "I..."

"Love me too? Good. Hate to put myself out there and not have it reciprocated."

Elias snorts, "Hank, you know I'm not the one who has trouble saying it. I love you..."

"Of course you do. I just thought you needed to hear me say it out loud. More..."

"Frequently? Yeah. It is nice to hear." Across the dining room Elias sees Rupert returning with two glasses and a plate of food. "Hey, I've got to..."

"Go. Yeah, I know. Tell Rupert I said hi. Don't do anything I wouldn't do, right?"

That gets a grin and laughter as Elias meets Rupert's eyes. "Gee, Hank, considering what a pervert you are..."

"Rupert will have trouble walking tomorrow?" Henry chuckles. "Have a good one, Elias. Goodnight."

[Picks up from here]

( Visions of Henry, bloodied and broken fill his head. Reckless bastard... )

(players only - immediately following this)

( Always easier to act first and ask forgiveness later )

(voyeurs only - Fabio's POV)

I watch you sleep, my best beloved, trapped by an arm tight around your delicate waist. I tried today, I did, to sneak you proper food. Not what Elias is feeding you, that drivel. What is he thinking? Rotten bean disguised as bird. How it reeks. What is there to be thankful for when that scent lingers. Henry was right to flee while it shriveled and died in the oven. You must be so hungry now. I listen to hear the complaints of your empty belly. Tomorrow perhaps you will take the treats I offer you. My lovely, you are beautiful but your hipsbones are so sharp.

To: estJLeto@est.rpg
From: Koteas.Elias@est.rpg
Subject: I need some space

I need some space, Jared. I just wanted you to know it's not you, I'm not angry or hurt. I need to think things through. So yes, I'm avoiding you but it's not your fault.

(voyeurs only - Fabio's POV)

Rupert is back.

Something's happened. It was while they were gone so it's good they're both here now. We can keep an eye on them.

Ivan told me last night that he thinks Rupert is plotting something but phift, my brother is paranoid.

They're outside right now so I'm going to scope out the closet and see if Rupert has unpacked.

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( 1. Sometimes it's like Elias is back there again. )

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(players only - takes place the 12th of September - WARNING: non-SSC cutting)

( Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.~James Russell Lowell )


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(players only - backdated to mid-August)

( Excellence is an art won by training and habituation. We do not act rightly because we have virtue or excellence, but we rather have those because we have acted rightly. We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act but a habit.-Aristotle )
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( A man can seldom -- very, very, seldom -- fight a winning fight against his training; the odds are too heavy.~Mark Twain )

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(players only - backdated to mid-April immediately following this dinner party:)

( I think I didn't beat you nearly hard enough if you're able to notice all that while you kneel for me. )


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Elias doesn't fuck Rupert as often as Rupert would like. Of course, Rupert doesn't complain. It's not his place. And Elias' kink for slow, lazy blowjobs hasn't once left him high and dry. It also means when Elias pulls off Rupert's dick with one last tender slurp so he can slick on a condom, oh yes, it's that much more intense.

"Happy birthday, my gorgeous boy," Elias exhales, sinking in slow and easy. Intense? Oh yes.

They'll have breakfast by the pool later. Elias has cleared his entire schedule for Rupert's day. And at lunch they'll have presents and cake. Elias made it the night before, a recipe he knows will be perfect for cutting into small bites and hand feeding to his boy. The big gift is in the smallest package. Tickets for next weekend's extended showing of Deathtrap playing at the L.A. GLC. It's a tiny venue, with the majority of tickets already purchased and gifted to people Elias knows. He's looking forward to the show but even more, the opportunity to enjoy the performance holding his boy's hand.

(players only - backdated to March 21 immediately following this)

( I need to tell you something. You’re not going to like it and I don’t know how to tell you without setting you off... )

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Three months into the filming of Thin Red Line - 1998. Elias is 37, Jared is 26. Henry and Elias are friends who fuck and Henry is just now figuring out that Elias likes to sub. No strings to tie Elias down. Of the movie:

In particular, Elias Koteas had a very difficult time and a near-miserable experience. At the last minute, Koteas’ character was changed from Jewish to Greek and he wasn’t aware until he arrived on set – weeks after the principal cast had already bonded. The experience left him disoriented and off to a bad start. ''It added to my angst, to my sense of not belonging, my sense of not knowing who I was and why am I here,” he said in a 1999 EW interview.

Part of this was because he didn’t even really want the difficult role at first and had to be convinced by his agents to take it. "[The character’s] men weren't behind him, they didn't believe in him, so I felt it was a thankless role,” Koteas admitted on the Criterion DVD extras.” [The character and I] get beat up, gets fired and then is sent home. So I thought, ‘Where's the joy in that?’”

Exacerbating his anxiety was Malick’s directorial style which did not correspond with his acting approach. “I would say, ‘we need rehearsal,’ it was a bit of a running joke,” he said on the DVD. “For me personally it was tough because you come in with a bit of an ego, you have some idea of how to play it and when you’re told, ‘look to your left, now turn around, turn to your right, look up there, listen to the distant bird’ so you have this kind of hands on direction, it feels a little humbling. But ultimately you have to realize you’re part of a bigger vision and you have to surrender yourself to it.”



( The tough part is, uh... Not knowing if you're doing any good. That's the hard part )

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( He really likes the way they fit together )

(players only - BACKDATED: December 13th)

( Diplomacy is more than saying or doing the right things at the right time, it is avoiding saying or doing the wrong things at any time. )

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(players only - BACKDATED to the HalloScream Party -directly after this part of the party)

The music and chatter of the party fade just as soon as the doors to the ballroom close behind them. Still holding Rupert’s hand, Elias leads the way to the left where the lighting isn’t as bright -intentionally? It seems to be a recurring theme of the Club to provide opportunity and address for semi-public sex. Elias isn’t thinking about that as he shoves Rupert into the shadowy corner behind a large potted plant. ( His mind is occupied with other things. )


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