╬ eleventh bite; the same deep water as you

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

[ It's been over a week since he's had a drop of blood. He had invited Jack to breakfast, to change how it looked. But, he couldn't change the fact that he was using Jack. But, Jack was fine with it. It had been his idea in the first place. This way, he avoided attacking people like Lana. He wonders if in fact drinking human blood is changing him, if what he did to Wes not bothering him is something to worry about. He'd been wondering how he could keep this under wraps from Elena. Damon was all ready suspicious. He knew. Stefan wasn't saved. Or better. He was drowning. It was apparent in his run-around conversation with Booth, in his conversation with Fred. Even Ianto.

A few days ago he'd started feeling it, the urge, the need. But, he'd ignored it. He couldn't trust himself in the clinic. He'd take too much. He'd run out of his trunk of blood a few weeks back.

Quickly, he writes a message to Jack. ]

( Jack Harkness )

Can you get away?

[ Waiting, Stefan tries his best at patience. Out of frustration, he swings his arm, knocking his journal to the ground - open.

At the knock, Stefan wastes vampire speed to open the door. He might look like any old addict if it wasn't for hints of black in his eyes. ]

Come in.

Such a gentleman.

[Jack chuckles, his distinct voice hard to mistake even if it's a little distant as he steps inside.]

I'm trying to be better.

[ Stefan closes the door and still doesn't notice the open journal. ]

To need it less. To curb the cravings.


[ He takes Jack's jacket. By now, they have a routine down. ]

I talked to Ianto.

Really? [Jack flops down on the couch, propping his feet on the coffee table. After a while, he figured that he could at least make himself comfortable given the service he was providing Stefan.] Did you tell him anything?

I couldn't. It's not mine to tell.

[ He peels himself away from the doorway and goes to sit beside Jack. ]

I can't judge you for not telling him. It's not like I'm...not doing the exact same thing.

[ He looks at Jack. ]

Elena and I are back together.

[Jack sighs, running a hand through his hair]

I should tell him. I just don't want him to worry over nothing. If she's as special as she sounds, don't let something like this ruin things.

[Jack knows from experience that nothing is worth the loss of someone that accepts you for better or worse.]

Easier said than done. So much is easier said than done.

[ Stefan grips the back of the couch, trying to deny that he needs a fix. ]

I need it, Jack. I want to ... not have to need it. For weeks I haven't been able to come to terms with the castle doing this to me. At least with another loss, a memory loss -- maybe Elena could be safe and away from the danger that Damon and I pose for her.

[ He gulps down air. ]

I used to just put Damon in that category. But, we're fast becoming the least popular people around here. Remember our conversation about ... doing something you know is wrong? I feel like I've gone so far past the point of no return.

[Jack just listens, not really knowing exactly what to say. He's hardly in a position to lecture about what's wrong or right, especially when it had to do with someone's survival. But that was why he was doing this. As long as Stefan fed off him, an immortal man, maybe it could keep others from getting hurt.]

Whadda ya say we get this over with and we can talk when you're not jonesing for a fix?

[ He only laughs bitterly because of how Jack words it. But, he's hungry and clearly terrible at hiding it. So, his eyes go black, veins and all as he leans down and bites Jack's neck. From the door, this looks very intimate.

His journal sits on the ground, still open, recording it all. ]


[ OOC: And thus ends a joint post between Jack and Stefan. Jack's dialogue is bolded. This was broadcast to everyone. It takes place tonight. And replies can come from both of them. Only the first line is written and filtered. Everything else is broadcast. ]

Comments

[compels]

Looks like someone hasn't been as good as he's been claiming. At least you've taken a step up from the unwilling. So, what was compelling Wes, a warm-up for your buddy Jack?

( damon salvatore )

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

[ He hears Caroline first. Ignores her, assuming she's just asking for him. But, the he hears Damon and that gets through to him. He pulls back, looking around the room. He spots the open journal. He looks back at Jack. Somehow, this seems -- very strange. There isn't a moment for Damon to ruin but it feels like he has. And for some reason the guilt he feels is overshadowed by Damon's attitude. His smugness. ]

I'm not compelling Jack. I never once compelled Jack. [ He tried. ]

( that big ol' filter with jack/wes/alaric/stefan/damon )

[compels]

And that makes you letting your blood issue run wild and free over the journals better how exactly?

Elena's gonna love this.

( forever and ever amen )

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

It doesn't. I was getting one thing out of the way.

You think I don't know that?

[compels]

This isn't what I call out of the way, little brother. This is what those of us who did grow out of our infant blood craze call out of control. Junkies are getting secondhand embarrassment right about now.

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

It made sense. It did. He offered. I -- people weren't hurt. I managed. I was managing.

((Because Wes doesn't know when to shut up))

[demonologist]

Blood bags don't work?

[It's still not ideal. Human blood is human blood. But it's better than allowing him to get it straight from the source.]

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

I thought you had nothing else to say to me.

...I went through them quickly.

[demonologist]

Well, apparently I do.

Not enough to curb your cravings. It's a pity there isn't something artificial, a substitute. No-one's been able to scientifically discover what triggers the thirst and what helps to quench it. At least not to my knowledge.

filtered;

[perpetualized]

[Jack's a little unsure about stepping between family, but he figures he should do some damage control since he's pretty sure Stefan will be bearing the brunt of it.]

Just so you know? I offered.

filtered;

[compels]

[ Damon's voice is practically a snarl. ]

Find someone else to pimp your veins to. This just stopped being your problem.

[perpetualized]

Pimp my veins? Cute. And as far as I'm concerned, it's up to Stefan whether this stops or not.

[compels]

And as far as I'm concerned, you're an idiot. You have no idea what you've done.

[demonologist]

Yes, I'm curious about that one myself.

( Wesley Wyndam-Pryce l Damon Salvatore l Jack Harkness l Alaric Saltzman )

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

Jack wasn't and never has been compelled. I didn't drink from you. Do you understand what I could've done to you? That, compelling you to drop this altogether was the best alternative? I didn't take anything away that you would miss. You remembered all your friends, family...Fred. I could take your memory of her away completely. But I didn't. All I did was buy time. This. Has nothing to do with that.

((Same filter))

[demonologist]

So I should be offering you thanks now, for being so merciful? You could have bought time by talking to me. I met you on the roof. I thought Damon was dead, remember? I even apologised for that. I hadn't been planning anything other than to try to not let things escalate further than they already had. So spare me the bloody speeches.

I know you attacked Lilah on the cruise ship. It's obvious that you're not handling your blood-lust adequately. It's a slippery slope, Stefan. Let's hope you don't slip up.

( forever! )

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

[ His bloodlust, just the fact that he had been drinking human blood made him so much more bold, more foolish than he should've been. ]

And I apologized to her for that! And that was when I learned what Damon had done to her and I was furious with him.

And I have it under control!

( forever! )

[demonologist]

[Wes is not convinced. He's linefacing now, even if you can't see it.]

Let's hope so. For everyone's sake.


[Yep, he's going to be keeping a watchful eye on you Salvatores.]

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

Let me guess, I just made your list.

[demonologist]

My list?

Wesley

[compels]

How about we start with this is none of your business. But, before you go throwing around accusations, this isn't on me. Stefan says he didn't compel him, he didn't compel him. [ There's a tenseness in his tone. ]

Damon

[demonologist]

You brought me into it with your little public admission of what Stefan did to me.

Forgive me if I'm skeptical. We all know how 'consent' is such an important concept with you two.

[He attempts to rein himself back again.]

I've said all I've needed to say to your brother, Damon.

Wesley

[compels]

This isn't about Jack. I could care less what an idiot stupid enough to let an out of control vampire feed on them without compulsion is doing.

What I do care about is him feeding Stefan's little problem. It's a miracle the guy's not dead already.

Damon

[demonologist]

How have you handled it before?

[As much as he hates the vampire right now, he hasn't forgotten how effectively he took Rose down when she was on a rampage.]

Wesley

[compels]

Panic room. You know the one -- Rose spent some time in it. Back home he got it under control through moderation. He could cut it with animal blood, wean himself onto it. Here ... [ The verbal shrug says enough: his loss won't allow that. ]