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[sirjaggernaut]

The middle of a circus ring is a good place to give orders from. Mick supposed he gave a lot of them, but only what had to be given, in his opinion. He had a microphone and a megaphone, and used them both, but neither of them seemed to work out. The megaphone was too square for his taste, like some kind of school days phys-ed control freak. And the

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George and Julian

[somethinggeorge]

“I need to calm down,” George told himself, fingering the beads he kept in his pocket as he repeated his mantra silently to himself. But “fucking prick” was the mantra he found himself repeating in place of the more soothing Hare Krishna chant. He strode purposefully across the stage, nodding absently in response to greetings from the musicians gathered in small groups for the show

Re: George and Julian

[kim_k_moon]

Kim soon found herself bored sitting with the other girls, who seemed to merely want to smoke their grass and drink champagne. That was all fine and good, but the conversation was vapid. She scanned the room for someone to talk to, for it was obvious her husband was quite engaged with that Japanese artist that John Lennon had gotten himself involved with. Kim felt a pang of sympathy for Cynthia Lennon; she'd met her several times and liked her quite a bit, and rather felt she was getting the raw end of the deal (though she'd never express this sympathy to Keith).
She sighted George Harrison seated off to the side of the action, playing the guitar to entertain John and Cynthia's boy Julian. She waved to George and received a nod in return. Kim, surprised to see a child of Julian's age here at such an event, decided to wander over to see if maybe they wanted some extra company.

Re: George and Julian

[somethinggeorge]

George patiently played several songs for Julian, smiling encouragingly as the boy showed signs of cheering up a little. In the midst of “You Are My Sunshine,” George glanced around and noticed Kim Moon waving from across the room. George smiled and nodded. The Moons were a fun couple. Pattie and Kim got on well together whenever their paths chanced to cross.

A few minutes later, George was pleased to see Kim approaching. Being a mum herself, maybe she’d have ideas for cheering up and entertaining a six year old.

“Kimmie,” he said, flashing the trademark Harrison grin. “Good to see you. Have you met Julian, John’s son?”

Re: George and Julian

[lennonofbag]

"Aye, she's met him." John interjected, pulling Julian onto his lap as he took a seat next to George. "I think this little bloke here was rather taken with her, weren't you son?"

God, the boy was quiet. Too much time spent moping around with his mother. Today would do him good, bring him out of himself.

Re: George and Julian

[ericclapper]

Titillated, Eric watched as Mick flitted off, presumably back to business. It'd been an interesting conversation, if brief. Predictable, their little flirtation coming to nothing. Unfortunate, though. Whatever he had taken had turned on his appetite and sent his eyes dancing around the room for a playmate. He spotted George nearby talking to Kim and made his way over.

"George, I need you," he said, grabbing George by the arm and pulling him up, "now that John's playing daddy." Without waiting for an answer, they were off to a dressing room.

Re: George and Julian

[somethinggeorge]

George put his arm around his friend and grinned. "I owe you for that one. Not really in the mood for anymore bullshit from John at the moment. And you know Yoko's got to be lurking somewhere nearby ready to swoop in like a bird of prey."

He pulled away slightly to give Eric the eye. "I've been meaning to ask you, though. What have you been up to with Mick. The stories I've been hearing about you and Mick and Keef..." He shook his head in mock disapproval. "Quite scandalous really!"

Re: George and Julian

[ericclapper]

"oh, wow," Eric began, moving into a dressing room and closing the door behind George. He dug a joint out of his pocket and lit it, handing it over to George and then surveying the room. The contents of a random box were beginning to get strewn around the room, a pink feather boa here, set of handcuffs there. He exhaled slowly and shook his head. "I really don't know. I'm just...drawn to him," he explained with difficulty. "Mick, I mean. Keith is so relaxed about the whole thing. But Mick...he's hot and cold." He looked back at his friend's face and couldn't fight off a huge grin. "Wait. What I MEANT to say was that I BET you'd like to know." Eric chuckled hazily and nudged George.

Re: George and Julian

[somethinggeorge]

"You like that...the chase."

Re: George and Julian

[ericclapper]

"The chase," he repeated carefully with a shrug. "I suppose so. I guess everyone likes something. Chasing. Being chased. Which do you fancy?"

Re: George and Julian

[somethinggeorge]

"Interesting you put it that way," George said with a drag on the joint and an arching eyebrow. "What about the joy of feasting on your prey once you've caught him?"

Exhaling, he looked slyly at Eric before breaking into a grin.

Re: George and Julian

[ericclapper]

Eric reached over and slipped the joint from George's fingers. "I think I've forgotten," he said through a slight smile, taking a hit from the joint. "I've been snacking for so long." He handed the joint back over to George. "Pity, really. I'm absolutely famished."

Re: George and Julian

[somethinggeorge]

"You do have quite an appetite sometimes!" The grin remained as George ventured, "And what exactly are you hungry for?"

Re: George and Julian

[ericclapper]

He knew he was red in the face as he lifted his hand self-consciously to his forehead. He licked his lips and glanced over to a nearby chair. Incredibly light headed, he walked over and sank down, turning his attention to the floor "Something substantial," he said, glancing up at George, head hung. "Something meaty."

Re: George and Julian

[somethinggeorge]

George chuckled as he leaned back against the counter holding the makeup supplies. He could see Eric ahead of him and from several different angles in the mirrors that lined the walls.

He was sorely tempted to call his bluff. He could so easily push Eric over the counter and just take him. He'd been just about begging for it all night.

What a wonderful scandal if someone were to walk in. He eyed Eric hungrily and took another hit on the joint. "You're such a slut, Clapper," he said, eyes twinkling.

Re: George and Julian

[ericclapper]

Eric slid down a little lower in the chair and sighed. He settled his eyes over George and rubbed the palm of his right hand up and down his thigh.

"Not nice, Georgie. You're calling me names and you're hogging the joint. Bring it over here, won't you?"

He had to come over, Eric thought. He had to come over because Eric was just desperate to touch him.

Re: George and Julian

[somethinggeorge]

George considered just how far he was willing to go in a public dressing room with all their friends and fellow musicians in a position to watch. Exhibitionism was all well and good but there were limits....

He'd have to be careful since Eric's teasing had an air almost of delirium.

"What did you take?" he asked, coming closer to hand the joint to Eric and squatting in front of him to get a better look at his friends' dilated pupils.