DE: Truth or dare

[bjornwilde]

 Two options for this Friday, both based on the dangerous game of truth or dare. Be sure to note which you'd like to plat.

Option One: In character truth or dare
1- Tag in with a pup or list you'd like to play with
2- Get a request for either a truth or receive a dare (don't forget to tag others with truths or dares)
3- Answer in character, perhaps using dares as EP ideas

Option Two: Truth or dare fic meme
1- Tag in with a pup or list you'd like to play with
2- Get a request for truth or receive a dare (don't forget to tag others with truths or dares)
3- Write a fic, however long, based on what you get

Comments

[runningred]

"I don't know. This time it was different. I was just so fucking tired." He closes his eyes, remembering the rain on his face, washing the blood away. "I nearly just let it happen."

[onceaviking]

"But it didn't."
Pragmatically.

[runningred]

"No, it didn't." Jay agrees, just as pragmatic. "I get another shot and this time I'm damn well going to make it a head shot."

[onceaviking]

He nods.
"Yes. Taking the time it'll take. No rushing things."

Pot. Kettle. Black.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles, amused by the hypocrisy of that. "We're both great at giving sensible advice but not at following it through."

[onceaviking]

Eric shrugs.
"Isn't that the definition of advice?" he asks.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles darkly again and nods. "You're right there." He cocks his head. "How's your hunt going?"

[onceaviking]

"I'll get him," Eric replies, seemingly calm.

[runningred]

Jay nods. He doesn't doubt it. But then he had the same tone in his voice before he left. "I know I've offered before but if you need anything, let me know."

[onceaviking]

"I've driven him mad with rage," Eric says with a small shake of his he'd.
"This is my fight."

[runningred]

"Fight smart and make sure you win." It's the best advice Jay can give.

[onceaviking]

Eric looks away.
"He will pay or what he did," he says. And maybe he will survive.
And maybe he won't.

[runningred]

Jay gets up and rests a hand on Eric's shoulder. "When you get back," when, not if. Because no-one can afford to think like that, "I'll buy you a drink. Or be your drink."

[onceaviking]

Eric reaches up to runa cool finger down the side of his neck.
"Yes," he says.
"When I get back."

[runningred]

On impulse, Jay kisses him. Soft and light and quick. "Till then."

[onceaviking]

{ ooc: it will be a glorious reunion. And by glorious, I mean painful.}

[runningred]

{ooc: glorious and messy. Very, very messy.}