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Aaron
Between rumors that Hannibal had heard and snatches of thoughts that Alcuin had gotten, they had a good idea that the Church was up to something. Something that could be bad for vampires.
The problem with the Church's hunters, of course, was that they were difficult to spot unless they were hunting you. Most of them were priests. A handy day job, good cover. And so Alcuin's background task was being on the look out (and listen-out) for tales of priests acting strangely.
When Alcuin heard about a priest who'd been spotted in a gay bar, Hannibal had been delighted, and Alcuin had asked around. Found out he was more of a regular at other bars in the area. Paid off a bartender to call him the next time the priest came in.
He was easy to spot, at least. It seemed rather careless to Alcuin, for the guy to keep his collar on while he nursed a whiskey at the bar. Though priests were allowed to drink... maybe the gay bar was a fluke?
He came in and stood at the bar not far from the priest, as if getting the bartender's attention. He did an intentional double take as if surprised to see him, and then smiled as if a little embarrassed. Listening for his thoughts.
The problem with the Church's hunters, of course, was that they were difficult to spot unless they were hunting you. Most of them were priests. A handy day job, good cover. And so Alcuin's background task was being on the look out (and listen-out) for tales of priests acting strangely.
When Alcuin heard about a priest who'd been spotted in a gay bar, Hannibal had been delighted, and Alcuin had asked around. Found out he was more of a regular at other bars in the area. Paid off a bartender to call him the next time the priest came in.
He was easy to spot, at least. It seemed rather careless to Alcuin, for the guy to keep his collar on while he nursed a whiskey at the bar. Though priests were allowed to drink... maybe the gay bar was a fluke?
He came in and stood at the bar not far from the priest, as if getting the bartender's attention. He did an intentional double take as if surprised to see him, and then smiled as if a little embarrassed. Listening for his thoughts.
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"It was really good," he agreed. "And... there's so much more I want to do to you." He had to get him curious. Leave him wanting more.
"I'm not asking you on a date," he added. "I'm saying that the next time you're thinking of going to a bar to pull someone, you could text me instead. Just think of all the time you'd save. Time I could be... doing things to you."
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It appealed to Aaron, but he was skeptical by nature (and by years of hunting demons). So he frowned. "Why?" Just in case it was a trap.
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"Fine," Aaron said. He sighed. "Sorry, it's probably professional deformation to be wary. But, that sounds good. You'll have to give me your number."
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"Just not that used to... well, talking afterwards," Aaron admitted as he handed Alcuin his phone.
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"It's fine," Aaron shrugged. "You're being very sweet. It's entirely my fault to find that disconcerting."
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"You should call me," he said. "And hey... I really hope that stuff at work gets better for you."
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Aaron smiled a bit at that. "Thanks. See you."
And... waa he seriously hoping yo see him again? Well... He told himself it was the promise of more good sex.