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Obviously yes. Why would you even need to ask that?!
True. But little is more important than the opportunity of alcohol and fine women. Add billiards into it and it'd be the best night ever.
[If Jeff ever makes the connection between Will and Hannibal he sure is going to feel stupid. But also probably not care in the slightest because what Will does back in his home world is totally not any of his business, so long as Jeff doesn't get eaten because that would probably be a bad thing.]
Like like, or just like? There's plenty of people I tolerate, but like, I'd say that's pretty limited. I'm not lacking in women to bone, if that's your concern, but I don't have to like them.
[Will might notice that Jeff and emotional attachment don't really go hand in hand, especially when it comes to love and anything that involves dependency and any chance of abandonment at the end of it all. Better to stay away from people in the first place, right?]
Like like, or just like? There's plenty of people I tolerate, but like, I'd say that's pretty limited. I'm not lacking in women to bone, if that's your concern, but I don't have to like them.
[Will might notice that Jeff and emotional attachment don't really go hand in hand, especially when it comes to love and anything that involves dependency and any chance of abandonment at the end of it all. Better to stay away from people in the first place, right?]
I'd be up for that. Been considering getting a table myself eventually.
Just gonna finish up some paperwork and I can be down.
Just gonna finish up some paperwork and I can be down.
[So this is guy talk, huh. Social recluse Will Graham has never...
Okay, that's a big fat lie. Growing up with a dad who worked in boatyards means that Will has gotten to hear some shit over the years, of all sorts. Jeff's distance isn't necessarily a bad thing, either. As long as everyone involved wants to be there and comes to a fine ending, that's what really matters with one night stands, isn't it? And leave it to Will Graham to pick up on what could be taken as odd (his concern, what, like Will is actually invested in Jeff's sexual escapades, bro you are married?) and let it slide right off without ever bringing it light. He'll keep it that way if he can, doesn't furrow his brow or frown at the wording, doesn't react like no, no, you have it all wrong, Jeff!]
I'm sure they appreciate that you make it so there's enough of you to go around. [No sound comes out, but the little fellow on the table seems to either be snorting at what Will's just said or playing along with the idea that he is snoring. Either is valid. Will knows the truth.] Very generous of you.
[Better to stay away from people in the first place is right. Especially those from Baltimore. But too late, Jeff's extended a helping hand in Will's time of crisis.
He's part of the pack now, so to speak.]
Okay, that's a big fat lie. Growing up with a dad who worked in boatyards means that Will has gotten to hear some shit over the years, of all sorts. Jeff's distance isn't necessarily a bad thing, either. As long as everyone involved wants to be there and comes to a fine ending, that's what really matters with one night stands, isn't it? And leave it to Will Graham to pick up on what could be taken as odd (his concern, what, like Will is actually invested in Jeff's sexual escapades, bro you are married?) and let it slide right off without ever bringing it light. He'll keep it that way if he can, doesn't furrow his brow or frown at the wording, doesn't react like no, no, you have it all wrong, Jeff!]
I'm sure they appreciate that you make it so there's enough of you to go around. [No sound comes out, but the little fellow on the table seems to either be snorting at what Will's just said or playing along with the idea that he is snoring. Either is valid. Will knows the truth.] Very generous of you.
[Better to stay away from people in the first place is right. Especially those from Baltimore. But too late, Jeff's extended a helping hand in Will's time of crisis.
He's part of the pack now, so to speak.]
Easy there, Romeo, I get it. If you're not comfortable talking about dicks, then we don't have to.
[It's not long before Jeff decides actual work is the most boring thing ever and instead drags himself out of the office and down to the stock room. This office rental hadn't been a bad set up, not considering the location and the easy draw to the less law abiding in need of help. The promise of good company and booze really did just seal the deal and it's nights like this that make it more than worth it.
Jeff's wearing a suit, but only because he's had a day of filming and cases and all the stuff that requires him to be presentable and not just casual. The tie's gone though, a few top buttons of his shirt undone to give him some breathing space, and the jacket will probably come off the moment he starts drinking.]
Knock knock. Care for some company?
Jeff's wearing a suit, but only because he's had a day of filming and cases and all the stuff that requires him to be presentable and not just casual. The tie's gone though, a few top buttons of his shirt undone to give him some breathing space, and the jacket will probably come off the moment he starts drinking.]
Knock knock. Care for some company?
[This probably counts as guy talk, even if Jeff isn't well versed in it either. He may act like the dudiest bro around and an expert in all things masculine, but Jeff was always the kid who sucked at sports, had no friends and was basically a huge loner nerd. Trying to be an actual 'guy' really only came about in the latter half of his life, and even now he'd just as happily talk about the overpriced facial scrubs he uses or the best place for a beauty session, because real men know that kind of shit.]
Yeah, I'm the gift that just keeps giving. [He replies with the most obvious of eye rolls, briefly sparing a look at Bambi because that little shit better not be mocking, yo.
Whether Will likes it or not, that empty glass of his on the table is getting a refill, and so is Jeff's.]
So it's not wife that's got you upset... [What is it?!]
Yeah, I'm the gift that just keeps giving. [He replies with the most obvious of eye rolls, briefly sparing a look at Bambi because that little shit better not be mocking, yo.
Whether Will likes it or not, that empty glass of his on the table is getting a refill, and so is Jeff's.]
So it's not wife that's got you upset... [What is it?!]
[ Being a landlady of sorts did help with Bela's income, especially when some days were better than others. She needed to give her business a few months and keep track of the numbers before beginning to worry, but that was ahead of her, not now.
Her own paperwork was finished with when Jeff arrived, giving Bela a much needed distraction. She's already kicked off her shoes and rolled up the sleeves of her blouse, but she looks neat and tidy otherwise.]
Mr. Winger. [Said with a smile and a raise of the bottle to him.] How nice of you to join me. I'd love the company.
[They both know it was at her invitation but there was no harm in being playful.]
Sit. Make yourself comfortable.
[She was using a set of antique chairs to sit on, making sure they were adequately covered for protection. They were worth a pretty penny after all.]
Her own paperwork was finished with when Jeff arrived, giving Bela a much needed distraction. She's already kicked off her shoes and rolled up the sleeves of her blouse, but she looks neat and tidy otherwise.]
Mr. Winger. [Said with a smile and a raise of the bottle to him.] How nice of you to join me. I'd love the company.
[They both know it was at her invitation but there was no harm in being playful.]
Sit. Make yourself comfortable.
[She was using a set of antique chairs to sit on, making sure they were adequately covered for protection. They were worth a pretty penny after all.]
[Please, God, Will could use something like that even if he doesn't say it out loud. Probably be down to April to get him into the habit of using it but once he's been given the proper training to the new routine, he's an old dog at it.
A muted eye roll is what Jeff gets in return, easily done when it looks like he'd rather just let his head roll right on his shoulder and stay there forever. But for a moment, it appears as though Will is going to do some pufferfish technique, huff out his chest a little and claim that nothing's wrong, he isn't upset. Only...normally, people don't use shadow nightmare stags as ladders, slide into a window as soon as it's open enough for them to fit through, and then sit around drinking booze with a tiny version of that antlered beast totally not mocking on the coffee table. Even by this world's standards, his behavior is noticeably...muddled. Saying otherwise doesn't just put up a wall, but serves as insult to Jeff. Rudeness. No thank you. Not today, Satan.]
I...fucked up with somebody. [Comes out after the world's weariest sigh, though he does not at all hesitate to snatch up that scotch again. Yeah, he's so put upon, free scotch, the worst ever, the world is just out to get him right now.] You ever have those people who know you pretty well, whether you want them to or not, and you get into an argument...they say something about how you're reacting and...
[He waves his glass; by the grace of God, somehow, the side that sloshes all the way to top manages not to slosh over. Being understood on any level is a burden!]
...realize that maybe they're right. So you're the asshole in the situation?
[Will isn't ordinarily the most swear-riddled person, it's true. But he's ordinarily stuck in a line of work that demands a modicum of professionalism, so even if he doesn't shake hands with every crime journalist or play completely nice with all parties involved, he can manage that much. Jeff isn't work and Jeff isn't horribly offended by such foul language; it's refreshing to slip into a "normal" sort of rudeness (via crudeness) from time to time. He's gonna take advantage.]
A muted eye roll is what Jeff gets in return, easily done when it looks like he'd rather just let his head roll right on his shoulder and stay there forever. But for a moment, it appears as though Will is going to do some pufferfish technique, huff out his chest a little and claim that nothing's wrong, he isn't upset. Only...normally, people don't use shadow nightmare stags as ladders, slide into a window as soon as it's open enough for them to fit through, and then sit around drinking booze with a tiny version of that antlered beast totally not mocking on the coffee table. Even by this world's standards, his behavior is noticeably...muddled. Saying otherwise doesn't just put up a wall, but serves as insult to Jeff. Rudeness. No thank you. Not today, Satan.]
I...fucked up with somebody. [Comes out after the world's weariest sigh, though he does not at all hesitate to snatch up that scotch again. Yeah, he's so put upon, free scotch, the worst ever, the world is just out to get him right now.] You ever have those people who know you pretty well, whether you want them to or not, and you get into an argument...they say something about how you're reacting and...
[He waves his glass; by the grace of God, somehow, the side that sloshes all the way to top manages not to slosh over. Being understood on any level is a burden!]
...realize that maybe they're right. So you're the asshole in the situation?
[Will isn't ordinarily the most swear-riddled person, it's true. But he's ordinarily stuck in a line of work that demands a modicum of professionalism, so even if he doesn't shake hands with every crime journalist or play completely nice with all parties involved, he can manage that much. Jeff isn't work and Jeff isn't horribly offended by such foul language; it's refreshing to slip into a "normal" sort of rudeness (via crudeness) from time to time. He's gonna take advantage.]
[He's glad for the honesty, even if not entirely expecting it. Jeff has spent a lifetime coping with and issuing out lies and half truths, only to be forced into normal society later in life and come to the devastating realisation that maybe that's not the best way to make friends. Friends hadn't really been an issue for him in the past and definitely not something he pursued, although the past five years had brought about a change that not only had him enjoying the company of others, but actively trying to keep it. Yes, the tin man had learnt that having friends kind of gave him the warm fuzzies, and just maybe he'd had a heart all along.
So Will telling the truth? (Or what Jeff can only assume is honesty). It's an oddly reassuring feeling.]
You're talking to the guy who's pretty much the asshole in every situation. So yeah, I get it.
[Leaning back into his space thoughtfully, quietly considering Will's words and his own personal experiences. Not being liked sucked. As much as Jeff bickers and throws tantrums, he's still careful to avoid leaving things on a bad note. Will didn't even appear to be the asshole of virtually any situation, but Jeff's witnessed first hand just what can be said when something isn't quite right. It's almost worse coming from the puppy eyed stray dog than it is from some snarling grouch like Jeff. There's something unexpected about it, something more poignant and meaningful.]
How did you leave it?
So Will telling the truth? (Or what Jeff can only assume is honesty). It's an oddly reassuring feeling.]
You're talking to the guy who's pretty much the asshole in every situation. So yeah, I get it.
[Leaning back into his space thoughtfully, quietly considering Will's words and his own personal experiences. Not being liked sucked. As much as Jeff bickers and throws tantrums, he's still careful to avoid leaving things on a bad note. Will didn't even appear to be the asshole of virtually any situation, but Jeff's witnessed first hand just what can be said when something isn't quite right. It's almost worse coming from the puppy eyed stray dog than it is from some snarling grouch like Jeff. There's something unexpected about it, something more poignant and meaningful.]
How did you leave it?
Thank you.
[He doesn't need asking twice to haul his ass nearer to alcohol, lowering himself carefully onto the offered chair as if he's half expecting it to break under him. Can't be too careful when dealing with pricey antiques.]
I love what you've done with the place... [Amusing, idle chatter is totally the way to go when referring to place he sees frequently. ]
[He doesn't need asking twice to haul his ass nearer to alcohol, lowering himself carefully onto the offered chair as if he's half expecting it to break under him. Can't be too careful when dealing with pricey antiques.]
I love what you've done with the place... [Amusing, idle chatter is totally the way to go when referring to place he sees frequently. ]
[He's telling the truth as much as he can. He won't be able to drop names without spinning it in a way that turns back into a lie, so hopefully they can avoid it. But snarling grouches and dogs with eternal puppy eyes can be the best of friends anyone ever imagined, Will has seen that firsthand. The hefty, ugly types being protective (or protected) by the sleek, beautiful breeds that made it difficult to believe anyone would get rid of something that seemed purebred. Expensive. Odd couples weren't just a thing with humans. So Jeff can be the tall, one night stand-loving, grouch next to Will's short, married, perpetually kicked in the soul face without it ever once being an issue, not to Will. Could be handy, even. If Will passes out and has no shadow stag to gallop back to Heropa, Jeff can carry him. Everyone wins!
Until that question, which gets a sigh, one hand running through his hair. Poorly, from the looks of it.]
Not great. We came to an agreement, but...still wasn't great.
[That is more of a sip than anything he's taken so far. He knows how to be moderate! To drink liquor like that's what it is instead of treating it like cream soda on a scorching, sunny day.]
I've never thought you were an asshole, for the record.
[Because Will relates to Jeff on a level that he finds it better if Jeff never, ever becomes aware of as much as because Will Graham? The people he's used to, the ones others would consider assholes...they're way, way, way worse than Jeff. Jeff is the most polite Boy Scout with practically perfect etiquette by comparison.
Will's views are...somewhat skewed. Slightly. But hey. Jeff just got a free pass for not being an asshole from a criminal profiler who psychoanalyzes the littlest things and has made a career out of that. Ego boost? Maybe? If he looks at it in a good light? He didn't even have to take a terribly-formatted Geocities test to hear that he was a gr8 guy!]
Until that question, which gets a sigh, one hand running through his hair. Poorly, from the looks of it.]
Not great. We came to an agreement, but...still wasn't great.
[That is more of a sip than anything he's taken so far. He knows how to be moderate! To drink liquor like that's what it is instead of treating it like cream soda on a scorching, sunny day.]
I've never thought you were an asshole, for the record.
[Because Will relates to Jeff on a level that he finds it better if Jeff never, ever becomes aware of as much as because Will Graham? The people he's used to, the ones others would consider assholes...they're way, way, way worse than Jeff. Jeff is the most polite Boy Scout with practically perfect etiquette by comparison.
Will's views are...somewhat skewed. Slightly. But hey. Jeff just got a free pass for not being an asshole from a criminal profiler who psychoanalyzes the littlest things and has made a career out of that. Ego boost? Maybe? If he looks at it in a good light? He didn't even have to take a terribly-formatted Geocities test to hear that he was a gr8 guy!]
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[She poured a measure of scotch for Jeff first, leaning over to set it down on the table in front of him before pouring one for herself. Bela settles back in her chair afterwards.]
What can I say? I have a gift. [And continuing that idle chatter is never a bad idea.]
Did you have any interesting clients today?
[While she waited for his reply, Bela took a sip from her glass.]
What can I say? I have a gift. [And continuing that idle chatter is never a bad idea.]
Did you have any interesting clients today?
[While she waited for his reply, Bela took a sip from her glass.]
[But who is the hefty, ugly type in this scenario, Will?! Hefty and ugly or sleek and pedigree, Jeff would still protect his friends to the bitter end with the same viciousness and stubbornness that he usually only reserves for himself. It's a rare few that get the support of Jeff, but the ones that do have it for life. Or until they really fuck up. Will's done well to side with Jeff, and all by simply being nice to him. It's amazing how a bitter hipster who acts like he hates humanity still wants to cuddle up to the first hand that's offered out for affection. Yes plz, like him, love him, take him home because he's great, right? Isn't he good? Tell him he's good.
Except Will's little comment of support merely gains a scoff from Jeff, resisting an eye roll and totally avoiding displaying any of the internal screaming and joy that might come from such acceptance. It's not like he cares if Will thinks he's nice or not!]
Yeah, whatever. [Too cool for emotions.]
So, 'agreement'? [Half hearted finger quotes that get the drink in one hand sloshing lightly onto the couch.] Did you actually apologize or is this the kind of agreement that comes from two stubborn asses refusing to admit any wrong?
Except Will's little comment of support merely gains a scoff from Jeff, resisting an eye roll and totally avoiding displaying any of the internal screaming and joy that might come from such acceptance. It's not like he cares if Will thinks he's nice or not!]
Yeah, whatever. [Too cool for emotions.]
So, 'agreement'? [Half hearted finger quotes that get the drink in one hand sloshing lightly onto the couch.] Did you actually apologize or is this the kind of agreement that comes from two stubborn asses refusing to admit any wrong?
[~Tell Me Something Good About Me~ - Jeff Winger/Will Graham - 1,306 words - Update coming soon!!! r&r plz!
Scoff away, Jeff! That only serves to make Will's assessment of Jeff feel a thousand times more valid. Jeff's never struck him as humble...except when it comes to emotions. The whole world should know that Jeff Winger is a super hot stallion ready for the laydees, and that he's a boss ass lawyer, he's just sp totally awesome. But the world doesn't need to know he's on their level in the way that he also suffers from betrayal or loss, that he feels things other than the more positive (and narcissistic) set of emotions. That he feels a need to belong with someone, somewhere, to connect and share...that he's just like everyone else. No sir, nobody needs to know that, and far be it from Will to be blunter about it all. Better to just look down and think, absorbed in his own negative emotions for a moment.]
I would've looked worse if I apologized. [So the latter, sort of. Will's job is basically "be really really wrong until he's completely right," he is not unfamiliar with being in the wrong, or wrong about people and things. He's not unable to admit when he's fucked up, but when faced with accusations that he's making a person his victim, especially when that person is one of the only two from home he has around? It gets stickier. An apology, however sincere, could have been seen as an attempt at regaining control, or borderline abusive, and hell if he wanted to veer the sinking ship into those murky waters.] Stubborn asses is fitting, though. I just happened to be the bigger ass this time around, I guess.
[Where is a tiny violin for the shadowstag to play when it's needed.]
Scoff away, Jeff! That only serves to make Will's assessment of Jeff feel a thousand times more valid. Jeff's never struck him as humble...except when it comes to emotions. The whole world should know that Jeff Winger is a super hot stallion ready for the laydees, and that he's a boss ass lawyer, he's just sp totally awesome. But the world doesn't need to know he's on their level in the way that he also suffers from betrayal or loss, that he feels things other than the more positive (and narcissistic) set of emotions. That he feels a need to belong with someone, somewhere, to connect and share...that he's just like everyone else. No sir, nobody needs to know that, and far be it from Will to be blunter about it all. Better to just look down and think, absorbed in his own negative emotions for a moment.]
I would've looked worse if I apologized. [So the latter, sort of. Will's job is basically "be really really wrong until he's completely right," he is not unfamiliar with being in the wrong, or wrong about people and things. He's not unable to admit when he's fucked up, but when faced with accusations that he's making a person his victim, especially when that person is one of the only two from home he has around? It gets stickier. An apology, however sincere, could have been seen as an attempt at regaining control, or borderline abusive, and hell if he wanted to veer the sinking ship into those murky waters.] Stubborn asses is fitting, though. I just happened to be the bigger ass this time around, I guess.
[Where is a tiny violin for the shadowstag to play when it's needed.]
Serious enough to be offended by you calling it a 'lawyer thing'. It's not a phase, if that's what you're insinuating.
No, no. I just didn't know if you were taking on cases.
Or what kind of cases you would take on.
Or if what I came to you about would even be something you could pull off.
[ Jeff is probably not a criminal lawyer. But he's the slimiest they got right now. And Walt means that in the most affectionate of ways. ]
Or what kind of cases you would take on.
Or if what I came to you about would even be something you could pull off.
[ Jeff is probably not a criminal lawyer. But he's the slimiest they got right now. And Walt means that in the most affectionate of ways. ]
[The sign of a good defense attorney is one who can be a huge sleaze. Fact.]
I'm taking on cases. All kinds of cases. Used to specialise in drink and drug crimes, but I got the knowledge for most things.
You got some pharmaceutical issues, Walt?
I'm taking on cases. All kinds of cases. Used to specialise in drink and drug crimes, but I got the knowledge for most things.
You got some pharmaceutical issues, Walt?
[ He supposes you could say that, Jeff. In a way. It's all pharmaceuticals if you squint at it from a distance. ]
I need a house. A house where all the paper trails and evidence linking it to me has disappeared.
[ A safehouse. If you're catching the drift here, Jeff. ]
I have more than enough money in cash. If you can make this happen -- you have my business.
I need a house. A house where all the paper trails and evidence linking it to me has disappeared.
[ A safehouse. If you're catching the drift here, Jeff. ]
I have more than enough money in cash. If you can make this happen -- you have my business.
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