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Where I come from, this Monday's a national holiday to celebrate a man who had a dream. Fucking ironic isn't it? Now we're holding elections in a place where half the people don't even know his name or the nature of politics, but damn do they want all their rights secured. Irrelevant in any case. There's one pedophile doing time, a statutory rapist up for trial, an upcoming custody battle, and don't forget the Nazi Houdini and Toffana who pre-dated all of this. What goes around comes around full fucking circle.

[Sound of a bottle clinking against the microphone.]

So who's on the list?

Pissantly Charismatic
I'll Give You Rabies
Hard Hearted Hannah
Dragon Spooner
I Was Nominated?
Can I Drink Now?
Brother Braille
Spirit of the Blitz
PRECRIME: it works
Hillary, No Relation
03:25:59
Halliburton Energy Services
Lord of the Flies
Herr Führer

Come on, who used to snort cocaine? Who didn't define sexual relations? You've got less than a full day left to do a smear campaign you know.

[Sound of someone drinking.]

You sons of bitches don't have it so bad.

Today's Playlist:
"Killers" Ice-T
"God Save the Queen" Sex Pistols
"Gimme Shelter" The Rolling Stones
"Invisible Sun" The Police
"Send in the Clowns" Judy Collins
"Russian Roulette" Lords of the New Church
"Democracy" Killing Joke

[ooc: Mod-approved! Songs are played between bits of dialogue. As far as the radio host is concerned, Cori's speaking anonymously and that applies to the written transcriptions on his LJ. It's just easier and more efficient to put them here instead of creating a 'ghost' account. So please consider Radio Entries as anonymous and any spam here will be answered by anonymous. Thanks guys ♥]

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Date: 2008-01-21 07:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[Pause.] What?

[Er... not aroused by that as he looks! Lather lather.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 07:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[turning red]

He was my commander.

He went down on me. He used to call me Bluebird.

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Date: 2008-01-21 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
That's all he did? Was he a looker?

[Riiiiiinse.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 07:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
It only happened once.

[washes Cori's back]

He was really tall, with big gray eyes and dark hair. Handsome. You know, typically.

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Date: 2008-01-21 07:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
Sounds like a Prince Caspian.

[Little purr for the feeling.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 07:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
He said I had beautiful lips.

Anyway. He went down on me behind a tree. Not exactly romantic.

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Date: 2008-01-21 07:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
You do have beautiful lips.

[Brushing his thumb along Blue's bottom lip.]

It's not always romantic anyway.

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Date: 2008-01-21 07:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[rinse]

No, it's not.

He died. In a battle, not long after that.

I don't remember that much of him. Only his hands, and his face.

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
I can remember all of you. You have a scar from a bullet. It went through here, and here.

[A touch to Blue's back, then a touch to his collar.]

You have a mark on your right ankle from an edged weapon, a cutting blade. I think I made this one.

[Touch to a faded line along Blue's arm.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[looks up at him, eyes round]

That's right. I got it when the adversary tried to take over Fabletown.

[touches it]

You gave me that one, but it healed clean.

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
See. I'm good.

[A shake of his wet hair.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[steps out and takes a towel to dry off]

How about my hands?

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[Another rinse through his hair, then the water's off.]

You have a worker's hands. Long before you were ever trumpeting you made callouses with farm tools, that's why your knuckles are thick. Your dexterity's a little stiff from physical trauma but it's like riding a bike; you never forget how they should move to make a note.

[Climbing out of the tub.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[rubs his hands]

My favorite thing about your skin is how cool it is. I lay against it, press my nose against it and it feels like some kind of strange, soft metal.

Your hands have an odd gentleness sometimes. Like when you handle me, it's like you're touching something very delicate. But I've seen you with your knives, I know how hard they can get.

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[Drying off, shake shake of his wet hair.]

It's sand.

[Brief admission. Then he's gesturing balisong manipulation.]

You have to be both with knives, or else you'll cut your fingers.

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[takes his hands]

Are you made of sand, Cori?

[gives on a kiss]

I wouldn't be happy if you did that.

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[A brief nod, wiggling his fingertip against Blue's lips.]

Mm, I can't do much for you without them.

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[laughs]

Well, you could, but it might be a little awkward.

[kisses Cori's fingertips]

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
I don't think you're into handballing.

[Kiss to Blue's forehead.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[dries off inside of ear]

Huh?

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
...

[Whispering the sordid details of what constitutes handballing into Blue's ear.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[turns beet red]

What? No! Ew!

....that sounds...not pleasant.

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[Laugh! Genuine Cori laugh.]

That's why I'm keeping them.

[Waggling his fingers again, then cupping Blue's beet red cheek for a kiss.]

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[dried and clean Blue - drags him out to the bed]

That's probably for the best.

[sit on the bed]

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Date: 2008-01-21 08:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[Dried and clean Cori gets dragged. He climbs on next to Blue, pulling him down.]

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