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JANUARY TDM - WINTER DREAMS

Welcome to the Undying Court's January Test Drive Meme! This post also functions as the January Event for existing characters, and continues the Winter Season, led by the Blue Court.

New characters may handwave or backdate the previous season's arrival prompt should they wish to, but you may otherwise assume they've been here the whole time! Additionally, all TDM threads can be taken as in-game canon if desired. And remember that apps open February 3-7, with invites opening on January 28, and reserves not long after!

Note that this post will contain: violence, enthrallment, torture, slavery, horror and potentially sexual content. Dreams come in many forms, after all.

This event also features another chance for characters to submit Regains, so make sure to submit after you've posted your top-level or reply to someone else's dream. For characters both new and old, feel free to brush up on the Premise, Vampire Powers, and head over to the FAQ/Game Info page if you have any questions!

Note that this event will be occurring throughout the month of January and into February, so characters are free to forward-date as desired!
For new characters please format your Top-level in this format: Character Name | Canon | Court | Youngblood/Novice | TDM
For existing characters please format your Top-level in this format: Character Name | Court | Youngblood/Novice
If you have any questions specific to the event, ask them in the Plotting Post Q&A section!

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ONCE UPON A DREAM

A quiet falls over the Castle as a new day begins to break. As with every morning, this is a time when vampires must retreat to avoid the rays of the sun, pulling heavy curtains around their beds and windows to block out any light. However, this particular morning is abnormally quiet as the whole of the Castle seems to fall asleep all at once, and all together. After this enchanted sleep, and for the the next thirty days, the Castle's residents will start to experience strange phenomena within their dreams.

During this period, dreams become more vivid, so realistic it feels like the dreamer is awake. Dreamers can pass into each other's dreams without meaning to. Some of these dreams are in fact memories--either those from the lives the characters have lived in the Castle and the outlying lands, or the strange memories they've begun to gain back.

But be careful! For what starts as a regular memory might start to warp into something new. If you're lucky, it'll be something positive, like a dream of a home you've always wanted. But if you're unlucky, the memory might twist and turn into a nightmare, catching you in it and turning your worst fears against you.

Each nightfall, everyone will wake and return to normal. Or at least, most people will.

[Note: Any current characters who participate in the dream event by creating a top level or tagging someone else at least once in this prompt may be rewarded with a free impactful memory, which may be used in the dreamscape. Don't forget to submit for your Regains!]

A NIGHTMARISH CURSE

It turns out that not everyone wakes up. Those who stay in nightmares for too long may find themselves cursed, and unable to wake up. At first, the curse appears no different from regular sleep. But a few hours in the victim will start screaming uncontrollably. No touch will wake them, no amount of calling their name will break the spell. After too long, the victim will start to bleed, slowly at first, and then more and more as they remain afflicted. A victim left unattended will bleed out and die.

The Council works quickly to step in. Kashire (who is looking rather frayed this season) delivers the news that there's no need to panic, but everyone will need to do their part in locating and curing victims. In fact, the youngbloods seem to be taking this as the perfect opportunity for a teaching moment, and students are expected to try and find a cure with the skills that match their Court. Novices and youngbloods alike are encouraged to try and help lift the curse from anyone they can. (Get creative! Blood heals many wounds...) Any victims that have progressed too far will need to be seen to by Revar.

The nightmare curse, however, can spread quickly. Anyone who enters the nightmare of a victim will fall victim to the curse. Additionally, any attempt to reach out to the mind of a curse victim will also spread the curse. With the combined efforts of the students and teachers, the curse can be completely put out. But it will take time and care to ensure everyone is found in time, and cured safely.

ANYWAY, WINTER GAMES!

But a few curses aren't going to stop the Blue Court from making sure everyone has a good time. The days might be short, and weighed down by the threats of nightmares, but winter has hit Castle Courtsheart in full force, and the long nights and snow-covered grounds make for an excellent backdrop to the Inter-Court Winter Games!

There isn't really a reward for the winning house besides bragging rights and maybe a trophy that doubles as a chalice, but youngbloods and novices alike are invited to join in the festivities and compete against one another in the spirit of glory and the chance to lord over your Court's superiority. Even Council members and mature vampires of each court seem to enjoy cheering on their respective teams from the stands. Everything is fine! Forget your troubles and go play in the snow.

What kind of sports do vampires play? Feel free to get creative, but here are some examples:

Thrall-Curling: Since vampiric strength proves to be a little too much for this sport otherwise, teams of novices (or youngbloods) of the same Court can team up to gently compel their thralls to play the thrilling sport of curling. Coax that stone across the ice with care, and take out the opposing team! Or, well, the thralls will do that, assuming they're guided well. Try not to break them. (The thralls, that is.)

Figure skating: Practicing your pirouettes? For a vampire, a quadruple-axel is hardly worth breaking a sweat over. Favored for its beauty and almost seductive grace, the figure skating competition will be scored and judged by a multi-court panel. Participants might get extra points for incorporating bladework and masking into their sets, so these performances are sure to wow the judges.

Ice Hockey: Yes, the high-contact sport transcends time and space, but vampires don't need silly things like helmets or padded safety gear. Don your court's colors and hit the ice to toss the puck around and score as many points against the opposing team as you can before the time runs out. Violence is encouraged! Everyone likes to see a bit of blood on the ice this time of year. (Shadowstepping is considered cheating, but only if you get caught.)

And more! Snowball fighting may not be a sport, but there's no better time to enjoy the outdoors and stretch those growing fangs and muscles than the dead of winter. So whether you're cheering on your Court or watching from the sidelines, there's something here for everyone. Just because the castle is full of the the undead doesn't mean they can't have a little winter fun.

CLASS NOTES

Other notable happenings for the early winter season include:

Valentine's Day is just around the corner, and maybe it's time to find or make gifts for that special blood claim in your life. This season blood jewelry is the hot ticket item. These are pieces made from precious metal and glass, which hold the blood of a vampire in them. Carry a lover's blood to show how much you love them, or carry your own to force down the throat of your enemies so you can influence them.

Whispers around school start to say that Black Court lost a novice this month. Not murder this time! He simply unmade himself trying to mistwalk. Eh, these things happen.

As a result of a tie in last month's pumpkin carving contest, members of the Black and Red Courts will find small packages outside their doors. They are gifted silver letter openers, with the handle inlaid with pumpkins and leaves, and a note from Revar with a little drawing of a pumpkin and their signature. How nice!

Lady Whisperfangs is quiet for now, but her time is yet to come... This month's check-in will have a field to submit gossip about your characters! Vampires do so love their drama.

Once again, characters are free to talk to the NPCs as well: Revar & Kashire. For any questions regarding this month's prompts, please comment in the Plotting Post. For general game questions, please check the FAQ/Game Info. In the meantime, remember to submit your Regains for this month's free reward, and keep an eye out for our AC Check-in next week, starting on January 25-31.

The new year has brought us plenty of thirsty vampires, so we're glad you're here to share them with you!

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[ Honestly, the fact that he's playing along is going well for him. It's not like Bones is the type to "get to know" people, certainly not his students. And Bones finds the whole practice annoying, but it must not be so annoying if he keeps asking Jim so many goddamn questions. ]

Right. Well, at least you're honest.

[ Bones sighs, shaking his head. Okay, he says that, but Bones is a sadist for sure. He has his kinks, outside of the medical field. No, Jim, you will not find out what those are yet. ]

I'm thinking about it. Five questions ain't a bad trade, and you've been showing off that neck like a peacock tryin' to catch a hen.

[ He licks his lips, biting on his upper lip just a bit as he looks away. Fucking kids. Jim doesn't even smell all that human, but the sound of his heartbeat and the booze in Bones' system makes for a very dangerous combination. ]

Ain't your maker gonna be pissed at you for flaunting your neck around?

[ That's 14. ]

[Yet. That's the important word there, Bones. You glad to find out Kirk is a masochist for your sadistic kinks? Come and fuck him up, daddy.

The metaphor makes him chuckle and shake his head incredulously. Bones seems to be full of them and some of them were just ridiculous, but at the same time... Was Bones' wrong? Not really, he did want the vampire to bite him pretty badly. It felt like a prize to get Bones that close..

But the mention of his maker makes him flinch a little, well shit. Yeah.]

Not mad just.. maybe disappointed, which is worse but.. I only get to do this once, right? Only get to be a human the one time before it's over. [He sighs a little.] We'll talk, work it out after, but.. I want to live a little, enjoy my only Winter Sol as a human the way I want to.

[A pause as he looks at Bones through his stupid Chris Pine eyelashes.]

With who I want to.

[ Call him Daddy in the bedroom and see where that gets you, Jim. Scalpeled. It'll get you scalpeled. ]

Enjoyin' your humanity, huh? Ain't like vampires don't bite each other -- though it's usually the freaks that are into that kind of thing.

[ He doesn't sound as judging as he could here. He's quoting what people say, in other words. He doesn't actually judge vampires who want to feel human, that would be hypocritical to the extreme.

But don't think Bones missed that little flinch. So he would be disappointing his Maker for being like this. For flaunting his neck like he's some unclaimed snack for others to take a bite of. Still, the way he talks about it... it makes Bones kind of sick with nostalgia. He gets it, he does. Being human is something he took for granted. It wasn't even what he wanted, but losing it now, he might've been a little more reckless. Maybe? No, probably not. But still. Those damn blue eyes are looking at Bones through those stupid long eyelashes, and he'd be hard to resist on a good day, never mind on Winter Sol. ]

Yeah, alright.

[ He caves. Of course he caves. At least Jim isn't doing this completely unawares, at least he knows his maker would be upset with him, and he does seem to actually care about what his maker thinks, even if he's doing stupid shit anyway. And hey, at least if they're out on the balcony, Lady Whisperfangs probably won't include it in her December papers. Gods forbid.

Bones runs a hand down his face, hands catching on his faint stubble. Fuck, what is he doing? Did he really say yes? He tilts his head, holding an arm out to pull Jim closer. ]

Come 'ere, before I change my mind.

[Okay, not Daddy, then lets go with.. doctor. Give him a very thorough exam, Doctor, have to make sure everything works just right~]

Definitely hotter than you think.

[Oh? Does Bones not have a Blood Claim yet? Huh... He will keep that in mind, because he doesn't realize it yet, but he will want to entangle himself with Bones in that way one day, that he might even be the first person he ever blood claims with. But that comes with memories and relationship development. It will take time, but--

Well. It will be a long while yet before such a reality comes into play.

But then Bones is giving in, he blinks, a little surprised before he grins like the cat that got the cream and jumps down from the railing to move into Bones' space. He doesn't touch, not yet, he will, but he lets that fall to Bones first. Give him the power in this moment, give him the control.]

Wouldn't want that, my courting dance finally caught me a hen afterall.

[He smirks.]

[ That might really do the trick, embarrassingly enough. He's going to murder Jim if he ever does it. But not actually murder him, more like. Turn red and threaten to, but not go through with it.

It certainly will be a while until Bones trusts Jim enough to share his feelings with him -- considering how long Bones was married, he takes these things seriously, and he's not looking to get hurt again, that's for sure.

Which is why he feels a little stupid, agreeing to this. But this is just Jim wanting to "live a little," it doesn't mean anything. And more than that, it'll get Jim off his back, which is the goal. (Is it?) ]

Shut the hell up.

[ Bones practically growls, reaching forward to grab Jim by the back of the neck, and force him down a bit, so he doesn't have to lean up at all. He's a doctor, he's got steady hands, and despite his rough words, his grip is firm but not violent. There would almost be something clinical to this, if Bones wasn't licking his lips as he leans into Jim's ear. ]

Remember, you practically begged me for this. If I get shit from your maker about it, I'm telling 'im that you wouldn't let me off this damn balcony until I bit your damn goose neck.

[ And that's all the warning he gives before he leans down and digs his fangs in, all steady and sleek as his teeth break flesh and blood starts to seep through. The bit isn't gentle, you can't really be gentle with this, but it's certainly not unkind. ]

[Getting grabbed by the back of the neck is really starting to become a thing for him, isn't it? Because that's way hotter than it should be. He feels himself flush a little at the way he's manhandled without it being violent. His hands come up to grip on to Bones' jacket lapels, steadying himself.

His breath a little shuddered as the man speaks into his ear - and fuck if the combination isn't hot as fuck. He has half a mind to say "Yes Doctor."

Though being called a goose is a little insulting. He was at least more of a swan.]

Anything you say, s--

[And then he's being bitten, instinctively he wants to pull away, but he doesn't. Instead, he feels his breath catch and a stuttered gasp at the pain leave his lips. But it was a good pain, a wanted pain. He pulls himself closer to Bones as he bites his own lip to keep his moan in the vampire's ear quiet, he knew Bones wouldn't want him to be loud, so he made sure to be quiet as the other man drank from him.]

[ Bones only takes enough to taste. He doesn't need the blood, and Jim tastes about half like his maker (Edgin, right? Bones hasn't talked too much to the guy, but he was pretty hot,) and half like a human. Makes for a weird combination, if Bones is being honest. Too cold and too hot, yet still coating the inside of his mouth with every delicious flavor known to man and then some, with just the faintest hint of wrong. It's good, there's no doubt about it. But it's weird, too.

Still, there's always an instinctual part to biting someone's neck. Those vampiric instincts scream and beg to take hold, to consume and drain and kill. Bones blinks those away with a grunt, closing his eyes before even realizing he'd closed them, and pulling his fangs away. He keeps his grip on Jim's neck stead as he drags his tongue against the reddened skin. It heals the pinprick marks where his fang had broken skin, but has the added benefit of letting him taste the man.

Fuck, this was such a mistake. Bones doesn't have any witticisms or remarks as he pulls back a bit and looks Jim dead in the eyes. His brain is still reeling, instincts yelling prey, eat, kill, but Leonard's silver eyes are clear. He watches Jim intently, looking for any sign of distress or other injury. He just really hates being a vampire sometimes. ]

[It doesn't last as long as the other bites he had tonight, but that doesn't bother him, he's not here asking to be drained or anything. In fact, it's probably best it's short and sweet, even if a small whine of loss leaves him when Bones pulling his fangs away to lick his neck healed.

Kirk is panting a little as he looks Bones in the eye after, his face flushed, but also feeling a little cold. Was it from the slight blood loss or the winter chill, but he doesn't mind it. Those silver eyes bore into his blue eyes and without thinking Kirk closes the distance to kiss the corner of the vampire's mouth. He wouldn't risk anything more, not a full kiss or anything, not without permission but the moment felt right and he indulges.

He lingers for a second, before pulling back and ungripping Bones' jacket lapels and smoothing them out.]

That's 7. [He can play fair as he gives the man a small smirk, though there is a warmth there he's trying to bolster above. His heart was beating a rapid rhythm in his chest, making him feel flustered in a way that only Edgin and Xenk made him.]

[ Mistake, mistake, mistake, Leonard's head rings out loudly, the indulgence of that kiss leaving his mouth warm from more than just the taste of Jim's blood on his lips. It catches him off-guard, jaw slack with confusion but he can't look away when Jim looks at him like that.

What is wrong with this kid, that he looks at Bones like that? And what's wrong with Bones, that it makes him want to kiss back? ]

The hell're you doin'?

[ Bones asks, but only confusion lingers in his eyes as his mouth finally close shut. He's a little too starstruck at the moment, please hold. He releases his hold on Jim's neck and lets him pull away, almost grateful to have his personal space again, but missing the contact in the stupidest, most instinctual way. This is definitely some vampire shit, Bones is convinced. There's no way this makes any sense otherwise, why does some brat show up and suddenly his stupid dead heart is beating a mile a minute like he's some debutante getting kissed with tongue for the first time? And there wasn't even any tongue! Vampires don't get twitter-patted. This has to be a dare, right? Or does Jim just kiss everyone he meets like this?

Bones licks his lips to get the last of the taste of Jim off of him, wiping his mouth on his sleeve because this is too weird. It shouldn't feel this good, so it won't! It makes no damn sense, but it will make Bones angry as hell if they ever talk about this, so he is going to pretend that never happened in right around 30 seconds. ]

Damn fool. Kissing a vampire's about as stupid a move as you can make! You got a death wish or somethin'?

[ 6, now. ]

[Kirk knows when to put space between himself and another person and right now Bones seems to need space. So, when the vampire lets go of his neck, he retreats back a few steps before sitting back on the railing again. Watching the other as he licks and wipes at his mouth like he both wants the taste of him and doesn't, like Bones can't make up his mind. It's kind of flattering to see he threw the man for that much of a loop with a simple enough kiss.

His lips still tingle at the contact, like the touch still lingers, remembered.

That's cheating, that doesn't count as a question and you know it, Bones. Fine. He will answer it like it was a question then.]

No death wish, just feeling out the moment. [He grins.] But next time, I'll make sure to ask first.

["There won't be a next time" is what he expects Bones to follow up with.]

[ He really did. On the list of things Bones expected to follow him getting bit, a kiss is in the hundreds. He still stares at Jim like maybe he'll grow horns or turn into a goose or something, because what he just did made no damn sense.

Still, Bones isn't one to gather flies. He growls and grumbles and pulls out his flask to take a long drink, muttering: ]

Damn fool child. Infant.

[ Infant!!!! But he isn't saying anything about next time because the words echo in his ears ominously, like if he doesn't cut this off now, he'll be looking at a future of Jim Kirk trying to get in his good graces and kiss him. And would that be so bad?

Of course it would be! Of course. Bones rolls his eyes dramatically as he can. Now that he's got a little bit of fresh blood in him, Jim might notice he's blushing. But also it's dark, so maybe he's safe. ]

You make a habit of kissin' anybody who bites you, or is that just the lightheadedness talking? [ A beat. ] That's rhetorical, it don't count. Just gimme your damn hand so I can heal you.

[ Bones does indeed hold out his hand for Jim's. Not the move of a guy who never wants that to happen again, but you know. He might just slam the breaks if Jim tries anything like that again, so he does expect him to ask next time. ]

[The fact he doesn't say anything about next time is a surprise to Kirk. He really thought Bones would gripe and say something otherwise, but no, the man calls him a child and an infant and really, Kirk is considerably younger than the doctor, but he doesn't think he's an infant. I mean, call him a fool, but an infant? Rude Bones.

Maybe he doesn't wave off the comment about next time because there is actual hope for a next time. Kirk definitely hopes so, the doctor's lips were softer than he expected and he would love to kiss him again, properly this time. With permission of course, he promised he would ask next time and if there is one thing that Jim Kirk does, it's keep his promises. He wont be killing Bones again without verbal consent. Or Bones kissing him first.

At least that question didn't count because he was about to argue that one, because the answer was neither. He doesn't go kissing just anyone -- well, he would kiss just about anyone, but this was different. This was Bones. Which it shouldn't feel different but..

It did.

Still, he leans forward and offers his hand, letting Bones take hold of it.]

Aw come on, Bones, infant is a bit much. You're not that much older than me.

[Two decades about but who's counting.]

[ Bones laughs, the moment well and (hopefully) diffused. Bones does not have time to be messing around with someone else's novice. He is not Xenk Yendar and he has not interest in poaching Jim to the Silver Court.

Just, yeah, Jim had nice soft lips and a nice face but lots of people have those. Lots of people also get on his nerves, Jim just happens to be flying to the top of Bones' list.

And yet, Kirk's complaint nearly makes Leonard smile. The brat went and called him Bones again. He shakes his head, irritation lacking any bite. ]

I dunno, kid. You're what, 19? 20? Gonna have to hide the damn cutlery or you might hurt yourself.

[ And yet Bones still grabs Jim's hand and grips him at the wrist, focusing on healing back any blood he may have lost, and any lingering effects of, well, anything that might be in his system. So Kirk might get to enjoy being totally sober, if that booze from earlier did anything for him. That's the magic of healing! ]

Go ahead an' ask me how old I am.

Edited (cutlery is more insulting) 2024-02-10 04:26 (UTC)

[The laugh is good, so is the way Bones' lips don't look as deeply frowning anymore for a second there. It works to liven up the situation, keep it light hearted and casual. Kirk doesn't deal with emotions very well and if he felt like he did something to truly upset the other man it would have put a whole damper on the situation.

As it is, he's getting made fun of but it was in better nature than it was before. Even if he feels the buzz of wine and booze leaving his system at being healed. Damn, that sucks, but also maybe will give him the chance to drink some more in a bit. That's always good.

Right?

With a huffed laugh, he shakes his head.]

21 and alright, I'll bite. [He grins at his phrasing.] How old are you?

[It's starting to become a little bit of a head rush to get healed back all the blood he lost tonight, he didn't even know how close to empty he was running until the warmth was starting to come back to his body and his cheeks flushed with life again.]

[ That is not why he healed you, young man. Absolutely not. Bones rolls his eyes again, still healing Jim until he can feel every cut and scrap disappear. Kid probably let a bunch of others bite him, too. No wonder he's acting the fool, if he's working on reduced facilities. His flirting with Bones suddenly makes a lot more sense. (No, Bones.) ]

45. [ There's a triumphant little quick to Bones' permanent scowl. Why, it almost looks like a smirk. ] I'm officially twice your age. Graduated when I was 36.

[ Not that being old would be much of a win for humans, obviously, but for vampires, age matters. Bones doesn't mind that part so much. And even if Jim is only doing this because he's blood-addled and delirious, Bones finds he doesn't totally hate this. ]

Founders, I dunno how you were still standin'. You make a habit of losing this much blood? I know novices are tougher than humans, but damn.

[(No Bones, you're wrong) Still the age difference doesn't mean too much to him, it's kind of hot to be honest, but he's not sure he should say that much, so he just raises an eyebrow at him and a smirk.]

Not as old as I thought you might say, you're still a young buck.

[In vampire years, Bones was young. The vampire had an air of old man that his crotchety ways lent to, a very "Get off my lawn" vibe, but seems that's just Bones.]

Nope, just tonight. I.. kind of let myself enjoy the whole ribbon thing a little too much I suppose.

[He shrugs with a smile]

Too many hot vampires that I just couldn't resist tempting.

[ The age difference is hot and you should live your truth, Jim. Bones snorts a laugh at Jim calling him a "young buck" because that's a good joke. It's true that he's on the younger side for a vampire, but you'd never know it from the way he acts -- unless you ask him for his opinion on human stuff, then it becomes real easy, real quick.

Bones wonders how real that smile of his is. He knows this next question isn't fair, but with the way Jim was treating his health, he doesn't feel any regret in asking it: ]

You like people starin' at you, kid? Like you're a cut of meat?

[Maybe one day Bones will know him well enough to know when his smiles are real or not. But as it is now, he just keeps smirking, because he doesn't mind the questions.

They were slowly dwindling down on how many were left, weren't they?]

Well, [He looks up in faux thought] I wouldn't say I mind it. It has a certain thrill to it that I won't ever experience again once I'm no longer human.

[ One day. He doesn't know it yet, but one day. And Bones is easily losing count on his number of questions. ]

Right, you wanna make the best of the time you've got.

[ Bones recalls a similar answer, before. He just can't understand putting himself in danger like Jim is. Bones would never. It should bother the hell out of him, and it kinda does, but it's weirdly just making him want to understand.

He knows Jim isn't just some floozy, the signs are all there, but boy, is it hard to believe when he says shit like that. Even now, feeling him return to full strength, Bones can't help but be frustrated. He's frustrated because he hates that he cares. ]

You ever find yourself this low on blood again, you find me. I don't care what kind of bone-headed, ass-over-ears nonsense gets you hurt, I want you to promise me you'll find a damn healer next time you do something this stupid, alright?

[ He finally releases Jim's arm once he feels his pulse return to normal. He doesn't push him off roughly or anything, but he's serious when he speaks. ]

If you'd gone home straight to your maker, you might've died, kid. One of the Founders must really like you, 'cause if you'd had one more bite, they would've had to carry you out of the ballroom in a bag.

[Aw Bones, you don't think Jim is a floozy? That's so sweet, most people take him at face value, the fact that Bones doesn't want to would be flattering if he knew. But he doesn't so...

He blinks at the offer. Eyes a little wide, because he was so used to running at low health, so the fact he was that bad off blood wise didn't even occur to him. It was just so normal to be on the verge of collapse and refusing to do so.]

I didn't realize I was that low on blood. But good to know, next time I feel like I'm about to keel over I'll come to you. You have my word. Good to have you looking after me.

Edited 2024-02-13 02:40 (UTC)

The fact you didn't notice makes me real sure that you need the help, kid.

[ God, but what has Leonard volunteered himself for here? He has no idea. He just knows that seeing this kid frustrates the hell out of him. And if he were to get injured or die, it'd be a real damn shame. Because he's... weird? Compelling? Annoying? Perhaps all of the above.

"Good to have you looking out for me," those stupid words do something gross in Leonard's chest, like a chill but it's all warm, like having somebody relying on him won't end with Leonard letting them down and ruining this. He swallows the feeling, grumbling a response as he turns around. He is not blushing. ]

Just don't go tellin' everybody about it, alright? I've got a reputation to maintain. And I don't make a habit of lookin' out for disaster-prone novices.

[He tilts his head trying to get a good look at Bones, but with his back turned towards Kirk, it was impossible to see his expression clearly. Or to know if the color to his cheeks was real. His night vision wasn't that good yet, even with the moonlight.

Still he grins and jumps down from where he's sitting on the railing.]

Got it, a secret just between us, I wouldn't dream of sharing it.

[Giving Bones a wink, he moves to the exit of the balcony.]

For the healing, let's call it even for now.

Now we both got secrets.

[ He hasn't forgotten Jim's plan to get on the Council, after all, but he doesn't plan on spilling that one, either.

He should be relieved to be rid of the kid, and some part of him is, but not because he wants him gone -- more that this conversation went places he wouldn't ever have guessed, and now he's carrying some kid's secrets, and he's promising to heal the kid, and what the fuck is wrong with him?

He clearly needs the air to clear his head, so he just grumbles another sigh and shoos Jim away. ]

Go on and git, then. I'll bet your maker's lookin' for you.

We do.

[Yet, somehow he trusts Bones to keep his secret... how and why he doesn't know, but he does regardless.]

Have a goodnight, Bones.

[He winks at Bones before flouncing off to hopefully find Edgin. It's been one wild night and it's not even over yet.]

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