[ Leoben sniffs, and grimaces, and drops his head down to pull the wire out of his wrist. The stereo switches to radio static in the meantime, and he gets the wire fall onto the floor with the bloodied knife, then wraps his hand around his wrist and looks back up, grinning victoriously. ]
[That is so gross. And a waste of good wire. But kind of a neat party trick were it not for the self harm and blood.]
Uh. Yeah. That's...
[Briefly considering, and then pointing off towards his bathroom where he dart away to and returns seconds later with a little pack of generic first aid stuff which he hands over. Ray used to far more back in the days of boxing.]
So, okay. So say you are a robot from the past who is like my uh, genetic ancestor or whatever. What's the point? Why find me out? Cause I really don't believe that special bullshit. You go find the President or somethin', someone who can make an actual diff.
[ Leoben waits quietly, then takes the first aid kit and goes about getting his blood over everything in there too, thanks for helping, Ray. He manages to scrub away most of the blood under the wound, at least, sprays it with antiseptic, then bandages it one handed, using his teeth to tie a knot like he's just come from the trenches.
He huffs, relieved, but holds his arm nice and high to keep more blood from spilling. And then there's just him sitting in a bloody mess, grinning cheerfully at Ray. ]
You're special because we're genetically identical, Ray. But you're human. Entirely, one hundred percent human. You're beautiful.
Everything you do, your entire life, is more valuable than any presidency. You have a calling, you just don't know it yet.
[Hey, he's not touching that blood and gross stuff, not when that dumb robot self inflicted it. He can clean up his own mess, thank you. Instead he's just going to lurk awkwardly and hope the guy doesn't pass out of bleed all over his furniture.]
Is my callin' to be a hundred percent human? Cause I'm doin' pretty good at that. So is most of the human race though. I mean outta the billions there must be a few identicals. Y'see it all the time when kids look like their grandparents or great grandparents.
Identical physically, perhaps, but you're genetically perfect. Genetically, Ray. It's a mathematical improbability, but here you are.
[ Bloodied, but ever so cheerful, and suddenly he lunges across the space and wraps his bloodied hand around Ray's jaw, leaning up into him, pressing very close. ]
[ Well he did leave a healthy smudge of blood there, sorry about that, Ray. ]
There were thousands of us, all the same, the same, and the same. And there was a lot of time, a lot of sitting around. We tried to reproduce--well, not with each other, that would be ridiculous, but there were a lot of things to learn, it was more practical to discover most of them with each other.
[ A flicker of a smile. ]
I can't help but wonder how close to the same you really are.
[ Although he supposed going to the consulate was entirely out of bounds now, considering Ray wanted to keep him away from Fraser. He flickered into a wary smile. ]
Let me see...beautiful, Egyptian. So yes, thousands of years. [ He sighed. ] It used to be you just knocked them senseless and threw them over your shoulder.
Fuck, I never thought I'd meet a guy who'd had less sex than me in this millennia. Although, pretty sure the knockin' on head thing counts as rape, buddy.
[A shrug. Damn, he's starting to realise his own stupidity at even bringing this up in the first place. Should not talk about sex, or lack of, with a random dude. Even if it is a ruggedly handsome dude.]
Not like. Uh. Not successful stuff, nah, not really.
[ He squints up at Ray, who's looking wary and uncertain now, and if Leoben was remotely human he wouldn't blame him. Instead it's awkwardness all the way, and touching his knee again. ]
You mean you couldn't close the deal. Do you think you've forgotten how?
[The knee touch is enough to have him stepping just slightly away, still uncertain of the touch and entirely unused to much physical connection beyond friends and family.]
Not forgotten. Just, y'know? Hard to find anyone when you're workin' all the time, I guess. And uh, the uh, the women I manage to ask out don't... [Awkward shrug.] ... Don't stick around.
[ Leoben frowns, going back to chewing on his knuckles for a moment, then raises his finger, pointing it upward at the bridge of Ray's nose. He stepped forward, leaned in. If Ray kept dodging away from him like this he was going to trip over his own furniture. ]
The women you ask out don't know what they're missing. I always thought so, but like I said, it's been a while.
[At this rate he will trip over his own furniture, which is exactly what he does do as he twists and stumbles his way into the coach, catching right at the back of his knees and dropping heavily into the seat.]
Uh.
[This guy is unrelenting and has that weird creeper vibe going on. Why does Ray allow creepers into his home?]
Look, I'm sure you're a nice guy and all, good lookin' too, but you uh. I'm not so interested in the sex talk.
[ No, there's no escape. Leoben makes a little jump forward and lands sitting across Ray's lap like a child appealing to Santa for pressies. He links his arms around his neck, cheerful, and smiles. ]
Come on. I'll take you out on the town. I can be your wing man. [ He leant in, nosing against Ray's ear. ] We can tell people we're identical twins. It's everyone's secret fantasy, isn't it?
That's your problem right there. How are you going to find anyone if you don't enjoy spending your free time with other people.
[ He definitely isn't going anywhere. Not at all. In fact he looks quite comfortable settled on Ray's lap, arms around his shoulders, and just to add insult to injury he lays his head down on top of his arm where it lays on Ray's shoulder. ]
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Date: 2014-11-26 01:50 am (UTC)[Or he might actually puke on his own rug, which would be impractical and annoying and mean having to actually clear up.]
You sure bleed a lot for a robot.
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Date: 2014-11-26 11:21 am (UTC)I'm not as good at it as the others were.
[ Lonely noises. ]
Could you get the first aid kit?
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Date: 2014-11-26 07:38 pm (UTC)Uh. Yeah. That's...
[Briefly considering, and then pointing off towards his bathroom where he dart away to and returns seconds later with a little pack of generic first aid stuff which he hands over. Ray used to far more back in the days of boxing.]
So, okay. So say you are a robot from the past who is like my uh, genetic ancestor or whatever. What's the point? Why find me out? Cause I really don't believe that special bullshit. You go find the President or somethin', someone who can make an actual diff.
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Date: 2014-11-26 07:56 pm (UTC)He huffs, relieved, but holds his arm nice and high to keep more blood from spilling. And then there's just him sitting in a bloody mess, grinning cheerfully at Ray. ]
You're special because we're genetically identical, Ray. But you're human. Entirely, one hundred percent human. You're beautiful.
Everything you do, your entire life, is more valuable than any presidency. You have a calling, you just don't know it yet.
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Date: 2014-11-27 09:35 pm (UTC)Is my callin' to be a hundred percent human? Cause I'm doin' pretty good at that. So is most of the human race though. I mean outta the billions there must be a few identicals. Y'see it all the time when kids look like their grandparents or great grandparents.
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Date: 2014-11-27 10:32 pm (UTC)[ Bloodied, but ever so cheerful, and suddenly he lunges across the space and wraps his bloodied hand around Ray's jaw, leaning up into him, pressing very close. ]
Here you are.
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Date: 2014-11-28 12:11 am (UTC)[Trying to step out of the grip of those sticky hands.]
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Date: 2014-11-28 12:58 am (UTC)[ He lowered his hands. ]
I don't even know if any of the others are still alive. I haven't seen any of them for hundreds of years. And you're so...so young, and beautiful.
You don't like to be touched?
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Date: 2014-11-28 01:11 am (UTC)Nah. Not... uh. I dunno. Just a lot a to try and believe, and it's hard to think when you're gettin' all touchy feely.
[Still not sure if he can trust the crazy dude, lets be honest.]
You got a thing for yourself, or just genetic perfections?
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Date: 2014-11-28 01:34 am (UTC)There were thousands of us, all the same, the same, and the same. And there was a lot of time, a lot of sitting around. We tried to reproduce--well, not with each other, that would be ridiculous, but there were a lot of things to learn, it was more practical to discover most of them with each other.
[ A flicker of a smile. ]
I can't help but wonder how close to the same you really are.
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Date: 2014-11-28 09:10 pm (UTC)So you uh, just slept with a buncha robots.
[Was that last bit about being the same some kind of innuendo. Freeeeak.]
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Date: 2014-11-28 10:42 pm (UTC)[ Sad robot sadness. He huffs, then draws back into himself, sitting on the floor at Ray's feet. ]
Are we going to Canada?
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Date: 2014-11-28 11:22 pm (UTC)[Blinking down at the guy on the floor. Seriously weird social skills. Possibly weirder than Fraser's.]
Have you seriously not uh, y'know, had sex in thousands of years?
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Date: 2014-11-28 11:42 pm (UTC)[ Although he supposed going to the consulate was entirely out of bounds now, considering Ray wanted to keep him away from Fraser. He flickered into a wary smile. ]
Let me see...beautiful, Egyptian. So yes, thousands of years. [ He sighed. ] It used to be you just knocked them senseless and threw them over your shoulder.
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Date: 2014-11-29 12:50 am (UTC)[The worlds most dismissive yeah of all time.]
Fuck, I never thought I'd meet a guy who'd had less sex than me in this millennia. Although, pretty sure the knockin' on head thing counts as rape, buddy.
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Date: 2014-11-29 01:37 am (UTC)[ He chews on his knuckle for a moment, inadvertently licking a lot of the blood away in the process. ]
You haven't... [ He gestured to the bruise coming up on his jaw. ] There's never been anyone else?
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Date: 2014-11-29 04:12 pm (UTC)Not like. Uh. Not successful stuff, nah, not really.
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Date: 2014-11-29 06:40 pm (UTC)[ He squints up at Ray, who's looking wary and uncertain now, and if Leoben was remotely human he wouldn't blame him. Instead it's awkwardness all the way, and touching his knee again. ]
You mean you couldn't close the deal. Do you think you've forgotten how?
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Date: 2014-12-07 01:04 pm (UTC)Not forgotten. Just, y'know? Hard to find anyone when you're workin' all the time, I guess. And uh, the uh, the women I manage to ask out don't... [Awkward shrug.] ... Don't stick around.
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Date: 2014-12-08 01:08 am (UTC)The women you ask out don't know what they're missing. I always thought so, but like I said, it's been a while.
A long [ Step. ] Long time.
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Date: 2014-12-08 08:02 pm (UTC)Uh.
[This guy is unrelenting and has that weird creeper vibe going on. Why does Ray allow creepers into his home?]
Look, I'm sure you're a nice guy and all, good lookin' too, but you uh. I'm not so interested in the sex talk.
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Date: 2014-12-08 10:01 pm (UTC)Come on. I'll take you out on the town. I can be your wing man. [ He leant in, nosing against Ray's ear. ] We can tell people we're identical twins. It's everyone's secret fantasy, isn't it?
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Date: 2014-12-12 09:08 pm (UTC)You wanna go out on the town? I dunno, man. That ain't really my bag.
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Date: 2014-12-13 09:30 pm (UTC)[ He definitely isn't going anywhere. Not at all. In fact he looks quite comfortable settled on Ray's lap, arms around his shoulders, and just to add insult to injury he lays his head down on top of his arm where it lays on Ray's shoulder. ]
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Date: 2014-12-15 09:02 pm (UTC)[Eye roll as his head stays tilted away.]
Why do you care anyways? Not like I need anyone.
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