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Draft - Card Universe - King of Hearts and Ace of Clubs [Sep. 20th, 2004|05:01 pm]
Montague and Delano, musing.

On bad days, Delano didn't go out at all. Montague had started to pick up on the patterns of his moods. Delano would start calling himself the Suicide King more then he called himself Delano. He would start smoking again. Then, Montague would find Delano's apartment closed up, the air thick with smoke, and Delano curled up in some back room whispering about everyone bleeding.

On some people, it would be melodrama, with Delano it felt real.

Part of Delano's problem was the fact that he wanted to help people. Delano wanted people to be happy and he wanted people to be safe. If he couldn't help people, Delano would worry about them. He wasn't the sort of person to try to save everyone, but Delano wanted to save most people.

When Delano couldn't help people, he'd go walking. Usually he would visit a few bars, smoke too much, drink a little, and walk till morning. He usually was a night owl and would sleep through the hot parts of the day only to wake up when the sun was setting. It sounded very romantic when Delano said that he answered people's calls during the hours of dusk and dawn. It was also utterly true.

Montague didn't mind Delano keeping odd hours. He worried when Delano went out late and just wandered, but Delano was capable of taking care of himself. He fretted about the fact that Delano's apartment didn't have dependable electricity. Or phones. So, he'd stop by with perishables and he'd cook for Delano. It was a good way to see if Delano was having a bad day, and a good way to be sure that Delano had dinner.

Sometimes, Montague wondered what Delano meant when he saw people bleeding. They'd sit on Delano's roof and watch the sunset, and Delano would point to the city and whisper that the streets were red with blood. Then he'd light a cigarette, Montague would put his hands in his pockets, and they didn't discuss it.

Sometimes, it was like Delano could see right through people. Considering what Montague knew of people, it didn't surprise him that Delano pretended to jump from buildings, or called himself the Suicide King, or, on bad days, whispered about the world bleeding.

[User Picture]From: white_aster
2004-09-20 05:02 pm (UTC)
Poor Delano. :(
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2004-09-20 05:14 pm (UTC)
Delano coughs. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine."

Montague mutters.
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[User Picture]From: white_aster
2004-09-20 05:23 pm (UTC)
:( Rav, your characters' angst just keeps making me want to turn my muses loose on them and make them happy again.... ;)
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2004-09-20 05:31 pm (UTC)
Delano's problems is more that he's not good at handling his ability to see people's problems. Some days he can handle it, and well, some days he can't.

*pets* If your lads and lasses want to play with Delano, I don't mind at all. And he wouldn't mind either.

Someday I should write some Damien. He's chipper. Usually.
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[User Picture]From: mailechan
2004-09-21 09:15 am (UTC)
Mou has two words for Delano: bleeding heart.

No wonder Montague wants Mou to stay away from Delano. ^___^
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2004-09-21 09:02 pm (UTC)
Montague and Yvette growls.

.... Mou, darling, there is a possibility that Delano wouldn't be helped by being told that he's being a wuss.

^_^ Yeah, I can see why Mou wouldn't really be a help when Delano's not doing well.
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[User Picture]From: mailechan
2004-09-22 06:30 pm (UTC)
Mou shrugs. "It don't change the fact that he's a bleeding heart." He blows cigarette smoke rings.
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