Thursday morning, Fandom jail
Angelus was so not in a good mood. Nobody was dead, he'd gotten his ass handed to him by a slayer, and he was pretty sure his coat had been ruined.
There was also the pesky matter of how he was in jail, and the door to his cell was not opening, no matter what he tried.
At least there wasn't any sunlight. For now.
Logan
Logan smirked when he saw Angelus. He strode into the room and leaned against the back wall. He hooked his thumbs into his jeans pockets and stuck one foot up against the wall. "Bad night?" he asked.
Angelus
Angelus heaved a huge - and utterly unnecessary - sigh. "Just when I was asking myself how my day could get more irritating."
Logan
"So sorry," Logan said cheerfully. "Don't worry, you won't be around for long. We'll get that little soul problem taken care of."
Angelus
"Now I'm losing my breakfast," Angelus said. "Not that I've had any. Scandalous how they treat the Geneva Convention around here."
Logan
"Hm, yeah, that's a shame," Logan said. "Well, you might be able to get some pigs' blood, if you ask nicely. Groveling wouldn't hurt."
Angelus
"I forget: does 'kiss my ass' count as groveling?" Angelus replied. "Not that I'd be saying that to you, of course. Brings up the whole nausea issue again. You know how it is."
Logan
"I'll just leave you to your sulking, then," Logan said. He pushed away from the wall and headed to the door.
Angelus
"Awww, but your boyfriend's going to miss you." Angelus cooed after him. "Well, much as he can considering he's not here and he doesn't give much of a crap about you in the first place."
Logan
Logan didn't turn around. "And you're a completely reliable source of information, of course."
Angelus
"It never fails to amaze me how often you people forget that I'm not the one who lies."
Logan
Logan pivoted on his heel to face Angelus. "Sorry, no, you don't get to play the poor, misunderstood vampire this time. I know who you are."
Angelus
"Took you long enough," Angelus said. He leaned against the bars of his cell. "Though you could throw a guy a little sympathy for having been trapped in an emo coma."
Logan
"Nope, sorry, you lost any chance of sympathy when you tried to kill Rory," Logan said.
Angelus
"I know," Angelus said. "I hardly forgive myself for that entire night. I mean what was I thinking, trying to tie myeslf to you for all eternity?"
Logan
"Guess I'm just irresistible like that," Logan said.
Angelus
"Irresistible to some, but not perfect," Angelus pointed out, his mouth curling in a grin.
Logan
Logan rolled his eyes. "Yes. I have flaws. Thank you for that keen insight."
Angelus
"I'm sure I'd find you great in the sack if you weren't, well, used." Angelus made a tsking sound. "Shame."
Logan
"Thought you didn't swing that way," Logan said.
Angelus
"Apparently neither does Angel."
Logan
"If you want to pretend you don't tell lies, you should probably stay away from the blatantly obvious ones," Logan said.
Angelus
"I'm just pointing out that it took a spell to get me back here," Angelus said.
Logan
Logan's expression didn't change. He had no intention of letting Angelus get to him. "Should I be feeling sorry for you? Because it's not happening."
Angelus
"Keep up, Echolls," Angelus said. "This is the part of the program where we feel sorry for you. But hey: if you're content being Mr. Good Enough, who am I to judge?"
Logan
"I'm kinda good with not waking up and finding you in my bed, but thanks for your concern," Logan said.
Angelus
"We've all got our masochistic tendencies," Angelus said. "Well, not me but most people."
Logan
"I'm sure you've got some, too," Logan said with mock encouragement.
Angelus
"What can I say? Sadism just works so well for me," Angelus said. "Pity about that cheerleader though."
Logan
"Yeah, you don't have a great record with cheerleaders," Logan said. "Shame."
Angelus
"No nuns on the island," Angelus said. "A guy has to make due."
Logan
"Would've thought you'd've taken off," Logan said. "Seeing as how you consistently get your ass kicked around here."
Angelus
"Not by you," Angelus pointed out. He put his hands behind his back and strolled to a different part of the cell. "We all know how you're more of a flincher than a fighter."
Logan
"You didn't even bother to come 'round and see me," Logan said. "But then, I'd actually notice the absence of that soul." Unlike Bel was implied but not spoken.
Angelus
"True," Angelus said, 'cause hey: not like he was going to argue about Bel's IQ level. "'course there's also the part where, unlike some people, I don't feel the need to pretend I enjoy your company."
Logan
"The people who don't enjoy my company tend to be pretty vocal about it," Logan said.
Angelus
"Of course," Angelus said, his voice dripping with sincerity. "I can't think of anyone we know who has a habit of not talking."
Logan
Logan walked over and stopped just in front of the bars. He stuck his hands in his pockets. "But you'll talk for him? How very thoughtful of you."
Angelus
Angelus stayed where he was. "Hey, if you believe, deep down in that optimistic, go-getting heart of yours that Angel would stay with you for reasons other than that guilt he gets so hard over... well that's darn cute of you."
Logan
"If you look back at that rather selective memory of yours, you'll remember that he pursued me," Logan pointed out. "Well, in his own special way."
Angelus
"I would never argue about soul boy being 'special'," Angelus said. "'course that's just one of many differences between him and me. Right up there with me actually knowing how to satisfy a woman, and not lying about it to my current fuckbuddy when I do."
Logan
"There's no way he's cheating on me," Logan said.
Angelus
"I forget: are we counting emotionally?" Angelus asked.
Logan
Logan rolled his eyes. "Fuck you, dude. I'm not falling for your shit."
Angelus
"Not if you were the last beating heart on the planet," Angelus said. He came up towards the front of the cell. "Because unlike some people I don't get off on pity fucks with someone too stupid to figure out that when a guy keeps on insisting to everyone within hearing that he's not in love with me that maybe that means he's just not that into you."
Logan
Logan folded his arms across his chest and shrugged. "He doesn't have to be in love with me," he said. "We're not like that." He was almost convincing.
Angelus
"'course," Angelus said. "As long as you can trust each other and know that you're sharing your deepest, innermost thoughts with one another, and... man even I can't keep faking my way through that. Seriously, how do you sleep at night? Oh, that's right, you don't."
Logan
Logan's jaw tightened. "Do you have a point here? Oh, right, you just love to hear the sound of your own voice."
Angelus
"Ironic, really," Angelus said. He leaned against the front of the bars. "A vampire blowing his wad into someone who he knows still fears him and shudders in all the wrong ways when he looks at him just so... and it's not me. Gotta love those twist endings."
Logan
Logan narrowed his eyes. He pulled a flask from his pocket, took a long swig, lowered the flask and spit a mouthful of holy water at Angelus. "I'm not scared of you," he said coldly.
Angelus
Angelus flinched back and temporarily gamefaced in reaction to the holy water. He tried to wipe his face with his sleeve - gingerly - then leveled a glare at Logan. "They always say the difference between like and love is spit or swallow."
Logan
Logan had expected the gameface, so he didn't flinch. He held out the flask to Angelus. "Swallow all you like," he said.
Angelus
"I'd say the same to you but we all know how woefully mediocre you are at that," Angelus told him. "Face it, Echolls: no perfect happiness, no love, you've got no real experience with pleasing men since you wish Daddy touched you that way... the only reason he's with you is the guilt."
Logan
"No? All right, then." Logan screwed the cap back on the flask and tucked it into his pocket.
Angelus
"You so sure you want him back?" Angelus asked, since he liked waiting until the very end before sliding the really painful weapon in. "All things considered?"
Logan
"Hm," Logan said. "You... or him? No, still going to have to stick with him."
Angelus
"Here's the thing." Angelus walked forward to lean against the bars. "He comes back? He knows what I know. And what I know is giving me some really nice mental images, provided I erase the part with your naked body and just focus on dear ol' Ronnie. Who, if I had to guess, was trying to mentally blank you out too. Not that I'd blame her."
Logan
Logan winced, just slightly, and tried to cover it with bravado. "Heard you and Veronica had a little chat the other night. How are your balls, by the way?"
Angelus
"How are yours considering I'm the one who greased her up for you?" Angelus replied without a blink.
Logan
Logan's eyes darkened. "You touch her again and I'll cut your balls off."
Angelus
"Go on," Angelus said, looking Logan right in the eyes. "Bring him back. Keep the camera ready for the look of betrayal on his face when he realizes the first thing you did was schtup the ex. Or is she really an ex? Nah, don't tell me. We already know your word can't be trusted."
Logan
Logan glared at Angelus, but bit back his response and turned stiffly to stalk out of the room.
Angelus
"That was less than boring," Angelus allowed. He then went back to wishing he had a magazine.
[ooc: preplayed withpsycho_jackass. NFI, OOC-AOK.]
There was also the pesky matter of how he was in jail, and the door to his cell was not opening, no matter what he tried.
At least there wasn't any sunlight. For now.
Logan
Logan smirked when he saw Angelus. He strode into the room and leaned against the back wall. He hooked his thumbs into his jeans pockets and stuck one foot up against the wall. "Bad night?" he asked.
Angelus
Angelus heaved a huge - and utterly unnecessary - sigh. "Just when I was asking myself how my day could get more irritating."
Logan
"So sorry," Logan said cheerfully. "Don't worry, you won't be around for long. We'll get that little soul problem taken care of."
Angelus
"Now I'm losing my breakfast," Angelus said. "Not that I've had any. Scandalous how they treat the Geneva Convention around here."
Logan
"Hm, yeah, that's a shame," Logan said. "Well, you might be able to get some pigs' blood, if you ask nicely. Groveling wouldn't hurt."
Angelus
"I forget: does 'kiss my ass' count as groveling?" Angelus replied. "Not that I'd be saying that to you, of course. Brings up the whole nausea issue again. You know how it is."
Logan
"I'll just leave you to your sulking, then," Logan said. He pushed away from the wall and headed to the door.
Angelus
"Awww, but your boyfriend's going to miss you." Angelus cooed after him. "Well, much as he can considering he's not here and he doesn't give much of a crap about you in the first place."
Logan
Logan didn't turn around. "And you're a completely reliable source of information, of course."
Angelus
"It never fails to amaze me how often you people forget that I'm not the one who lies."
Logan
Logan pivoted on his heel to face Angelus. "Sorry, no, you don't get to play the poor, misunderstood vampire this time. I know who you are."
Angelus
"Took you long enough," Angelus said. He leaned against the bars of his cell. "Though you could throw a guy a little sympathy for having been trapped in an emo coma."
Logan
"Nope, sorry, you lost any chance of sympathy when you tried to kill Rory," Logan said.
Angelus
"I know," Angelus said. "I hardly forgive myself for that entire night. I mean what was I thinking, trying to tie myeslf to you for all eternity?"
Logan
"Guess I'm just irresistible like that," Logan said.
Angelus
"Irresistible to some, but not perfect," Angelus pointed out, his mouth curling in a grin.
Logan
Logan rolled his eyes. "Yes. I have flaws. Thank you for that keen insight."
Angelus
"I'm sure I'd find you great in the sack if you weren't, well, used." Angelus made a tsking sound. "Shame."
Logan
"Thought you didn't swing that way," Logan said.
Angelus
"Apparently neither does Angel."
Logan
"If you want to pretend you don't tell lies, you should probably stay away from the blatantly obvious ones," Logan said.
Angelus
"I'm just pointing out that it took a spell to get me back here," Angelus said.
Logan
Logan's expression didn't change. He had no intention of letting Angelus get to him. "Should I be feeling sorry for you? Because it's not happening."
Angelus
"Keep up, Echolls," Angelus said. "This is the part of the program where we feel sorry for you. But hey: if you're content being Mr. Good Enough, who am I to judge?"
Logan
"I'm kinda good with not waking up and finding you in my bed, but thanks for your concern," Logan said.
Angelus
"We've all got our masochistic tendencies," Angelus said. "Well, not me but most people."
Logan
"I'm sure you've got some, too," Logan said with mock encouragement.
Angelus
"What can I say? Sadism just works so well for me," Angelus said. "Pity about that cheerleader though."
Logan
"Yeah, you don't have a great record with cheerleaders," Logan said. "Shame."
Angelus
"No nuns on the island," Angelus said. "A guy has to make due."
Logan
"Would've thought you'd've taken off," Logan said. "Seeing as how you consistently get your ass kicked around here."
Angelus
"Not by you," Angelus pointed out. He put his hands behind his back and strolled to a different part of the cell. "We all know how you're more of a flincher than a fighter."
Logan
"You didn't even bother to come 'round and see me," Logan said. "But then, I'd actually notice the absence of that soul." Unlike Bel was implied but not spoken.
Angelus
"True," Angelus said, 'cause hey: not like he was going to argue about Bel's IQ level. "'course there's also the part where, unlike some people, I don't feel the need to pretend I enjoy your company."
Logan
"The people who don't enjoy my company tend to be pretty vocal about it," Logan said.
Angelus
"Of course," Angelus said, his voice dripping with sincerity. "I can't think of anyone we know who has a habit of not talking."
Logan
Logan walked over and stopped just in front of the bars. He stuck his hands in his pockets. "But you'll talk for him? How very thoughtful of you."
Angelus
Angelus stayed where he was. "Hey, if you believe, deep down in that optimistic, go-getting heart of yours that Angel would stay with you for reasons other than that guilt he gets so hard over... well that's darn cute of you."
Logan
"If you look back at that rather selective memory of yours, you'll remember that he pursued me," Logan pointed out. "Well, in his own special way."
Angelus
"I would never argue about soul boy being 'special'," Angelus said. "'course that's just one of many differences between him and me. Right up there with me actually knowing how to satisfy a woman, and not lying about it to my current fuckbuddy when I do."
Logan
"There's no way he's cheating on me," Logan said.
Angelus
"I forget: are we counting emotionally?" Angelus asked.
Logan
Logan rolled his eyes. "Fuck you, dude. I'm not falling for your shit."
Angelus
"Not if you were the last beating heart on the planet," Angelus said. He came up towards the front of the cell. "Because unlike some people I don't get off on pity fucks with someone too stupid to figure out that when a guy keeps on insisting to everyone within hearing that he's not in love with me that maybe that means he's just not that into you."
Logan
Logan folded his arms across his chest and shrugged. "He doesn't have to be in love with me," he said. "We're not like that." He was almost convincing.
Angelus
"'course," Angelus said. "As long as you can trust each other and know that you're sharing your deepest, innermost thoughts with one another, and... man even I can't keep faking my way through that. Seriously, how do you sleep at night? Oh, that's right, you don't."
Logan
Logan's jaw tightened. "Do you have a point here? Oh, right, you just love to hear the sound of your own voice."
Angelus
"Ironic, really," Angelus said. He leaned against the front of the bars. "A vampire blowing his wad into someone who he knows still fears him and shudders in all the wrong ways when he looks at him just so... and it's not me. Gotta love those twist endings."
Logan
Logan narrowed his eyes. He pulled a flask from his pocket, took a long swig, lowered the flask and spit a mouthful of holy water at Angelus. "I'm not scared of you," he said coldly.
Angelus
Angelus flinched back and temporarily gamefaced in reaction to the holy water. He tried to wipe his face with his sleeve - gingerly - then leveled a glare at Logan. "They always say the difference between like and love is spit or swallow."
Logan
Logan had expected the gameface, so he didn't flinch. He held out the flask to Angelus. "Swallow all you like," he said.
Angelus
"I'd say the same to you but we all know how woefully mediocre you are at that," Angelus told him. "Face it, Echolls: no perfect happiness, no love, you've got no real experience with pleasing men since you wish Daddy touched you that way... the only reason he's with you is the guilt."
Logan
"No? All right, then." Logan screwed the cap back on the flask and tucked it into his pocket.
Angelus
"You so sure you want him back?" Angelus asked, since he liked waiting until the very end before sliding the really painful weapon in. "All things considered?"
Logan
"Hm," Logan said. "You... or him? No, still going to have to stick with him."
Angelus
"Here's the thing." Angelus walked forward to lean against the bars. "He comes back? He knows what I know. And what I know is giving me some really nice mental images, provided I erase the part with your naked body and just focus on dear ol' Ronnie. Who, if I had to guess, was trying to mentally blank you out too. Not that I'd blame her."
Logan
Logan winced, just slightly, and tried to cover it with bravado. "Heard you and Veronica had a little chat the other night. How are your balls, by the way?"
Angelus
"How are yours considering I'm the one who greased her up for you?" Angelus replied without a blink.
Logan
Logan's eyes darkened. "You touch her again and I'll cut your balls off."
Angelus
"Go on," Angelus said, looking Logan right in the eyes. "Bring him back. Keep the camera ready for the look of betrayal on his face when he realizes the first thing you did was schtup the ex. Or is she really an ex? Nah, don't tell me. We already know your word can't be trusted."
Logan
Logan glared at Angelus, but bit back his response and turned stiffly to stalk out of the room.
Angelus
"That was less than boring," Angelus allowed. He then went back to wishing he had a magazine.
[ooc: preplayed withpsycho_jackass. NFI, OOC-AOK.]