Sam Linnfer (
necessary_child) wrote2008-10-19 11:23 pm
Sam-Cal Chandler AIM logs.
17th October:
19th October:
| catslash33 (01:32:37): | HA. <3 Cal would totally want Sam along for moral support, too, though he'd never ask. |
| herworldsonfire (01:33:14): | Sam: More like amoral support... *eyedart* Anyway. |
| catslash33 (01:34:05): | Heh. Yes, that too. As long as Cal knew he wasn't alone. It would help. |
| herworldsonfire (01:35:13): | Aw. *pets him* Sam: Also, your mother would go batshit crazy if she saw her son kissing a guy. *whistles* Just saying... |
| catslash33 (01:36:53): | Cal: *looks alarmed* I'm trying to scare her, not *kill* her. |
| herworldsonfire (01:37:13): | Sam: Teasing, Cal. ...Mostly. |
| catslash33 (01:37:56): | Cal: Yeah, it's that last part that has me worried. You're never *completely* kidding. |
| herworldsonfire (01:38:18): | Sam: *halo?* |
| catslash33 (01:39:22): | Cal: *not fooled* |
| herworldsonfire (01:39:28): | Sam: *pout* |
| catslash33 (01:39:39): | Cal: Nice try. |
| herworldsonfire (01:39:56): | Sam: You're no fun, Cal Chandler, you know that? |
| catslash33 (01:40:52): | Cal: I'm plenty of fun. Just on my terms. |
| herworldsonfire (01:41:16): | Sam: *grin* Prove it. |
| catslash33 (01:42:20): | Cal: I said *my* terms. *smirks* |
| herworldsonfire (01:42:44): | Sam: So what, you can't prove it? |
| catslash33 (01:43:44): | Cal: I'll prove it when I'm ready to prove it. |
| herworldsonfire (01:44:37): | Sam: *teasing* Suuuure you will. |
| catslash33 (01:44:51): | Cal: When you least expect it. |
| herworldsonfire (01:45:25): | Sam: Promising, but still. |
| herworldsonfire (01:45:28): | Sam: :P |
| catslash33 (01:46:04): | Cal: What, are you in a hurry? |
| herworldsonfire (01:46:23): | Sam: Believe me, I've got all nigh- I mean, all day. |
| herworldsonfire (01:46:45): | Sam: I was just born sceptical. |
| catslash33 (01:47:41): | Cal: You'll just have to trust me. |
| herworldsonfire (01:48:27): | Sam: *sighs* My life is so hard, sometimes, you know that? |
| catslash33 (01:50:07): | Cal: You poor thing. |
| herworldsonfire (01:50:31): | Sam: You have no idea. |
| catslash33 (01:51:13): | I'm sure I don't. |
| herworldsonfire (01:52:26): | Sam: So I suppose I'll have to teach you about that, too... |
| catslash33 (01:52:53): | Cal: If you like. |
| herworldsonfire (01:55:25): | Sam: I'll make a project of it. |
| catslash33 (01:56:18): | Cal: *looks wary* |
| herworldsonfire (01:56:55): | Sam: *pets* |
| catslash33 (01:57:41): | Cal: *cheers up* |
| herworldsonfire (02:00:08): | Sam: *smug* |
| catslash33 (02:00:28): | Cal: *content* |
| herworldsonfire (02:04:38): | Sam: *pets more* ...Seriously, you thought you were straight all these years how, exactly? |
| catslash33 (02:07:21): | Cal: *looks confused* What? |
| herworldsonfire (02:07:38): | Sam: ...Never mind. *pets* |
| catslash33 (02:08:05): | Cal: No, what? |
| herworldsonfire (02:09:48): | Sam: You seem to be making a habit out of lying on a sofa with your arms around another guy, that's all. |
| catslash33 (02:11:09): | Cal: . . . just you. |
| herworldsonfire (02:12:31): | Sam: I always knew I was special. *pets him* |
| catslash33 (02:13:42): | Cal: *agreeably, as petting tends to have this effect* 'Course you are. |
| herworldsonfire (02:16:30): | Sam *laughs* |
| catslash33 (02:17:35): | Cal: - what? |
| herworldsonfire (02:22:44): | Sam: Nothing. |
| catslash33 (02:23:20): | Cal: You keep saying that, |
| herworldsonfire (02:24:27): | Sam: Well... You made me laugh. And no, not in a bad way. That's all. |
| catslash33 (02:25:04): | Cal: *accepts this* Okay. *pause* Just checking. |
| herworldsonfire (02:25:44): | Sam: *strokes his hair* It's okay, Cal. |
| catslash33 (02:26:59): | Cal: *embarrassed* I know. |
| herworldsonfire (02:28:12): | Sam: Shh. *pet* |
| catslash33 (02:29:34): | Cal: *quiet, leans into the petting* |
| herworldsonfire (02:33:53): | Sam: *snug* |
| catslash33 (02:34:51): | Cal: *relaxes after a minute or two* |
| herworldsonfire (02:38:51): | Sam: *approves of this* Did you get to talk to Atton in the end? |
| catslash33 (02:39:24): | Cal: *blinks, forgot about all of that in the Angst that followed* Oh. Uh, no. |
| herworldsonfire (02:43:51): | Sam: Don't worry about it. Atton's my best friend, as you probably gathered from all the insults. You'd like him, I think. |
| catslash33 (02:44:54): | Cal: *chuckles, remembering the note* I think I will. |
| herworldsonfire (02:45:40): | Sam: *solemnly* He's so mean to me. |
| catslash33 (02:47:13): | Cal: That must be why you like him. |
| herworldsonfire (02:49:27): | Sam: My masochistic tendencies are well-documented, it's true. He also cheats at pillowfights. D: |
| catslash33 (02:51:20): | Cal: *pauses* How do you cheat at pillowfights? |
| herworldsonfire (02:51:59): | Sam: With scary Jedi super-strength powers. *pause* I totally don't abuse magic to get my own back, you understand. |
| catslash33 (02:55:01): | Cal: Oh, of course not. |
| herworldsonfire (02:55:27): | Sam: *virtuously* I'm just not that kind of guy. |
| catslash33 (02:59:04): | Cal: Strictly fair. |
| herworldsonfire (02:59:20): | Sam: Very strictly. |
19th October:
| catslash33 (02:06:43): | And then he'll be like, "Did I just say that? I sound like Grahame." |
| herworldsonfire (02:10:45): | Sam: Pfft. Somehow I have my doubts on that front. I don't think you're anything like Grahame. |
| catslash33 (02:11:59): | Cal: *looks highly conflicted* You'd - be surprised. |
| herworldsonfire (02:12:39): | Sam: I doubt it. |
| catslash33 (02:18:01): | Cal: *still looking conflicted, as persisting in the idea would involve saying bad things about Grahame, which Guilt does not permit, BUT* He - is a lot smarter than I am. |
| herworldsonfire (02:19:01): | Sam: *shrugs* Smart isn't everything. Not by a long shot. And you're nowhere near as thick as you think you are, anyway. |
| catslash33 (02:20:25): | Cal: *laughs a little* Well, it's not exactly beating myself up to say that. Uncle Grahame's smarter than most people. His IQ is something ridiculous, I can't remember what. He's literally a genius. |
| herworldsonfire (02:23:39): | Sam: *grins* So're lots of people, round here. Including at least one six-year-old. Smart doesn't actually count for anything except test scores, with most people. |
| catslash33 (02:25:08): | Cal: *shrugs* Grahame can figure out just about anything. It - made all the difference. In the family. Him and Mother kept things running smooth after my grandparents died. |
| herworldsonfire (02:26:35): | Sam: And yet he still sounds pretty damn fucked-up, as far as I can tell. Most people don't develop crushes on their teenage nephews, Cal. |
| catslash33 (02:29:16): | Cal: . . . he didn't get out much. I told you he was crippled, right? Polio. It kept him inside a lot. He was sick of people staring, unless there was some kind of PR event. I guess that'll fuck with anyone. |
| herworldsonfire (02:31:05): | Sam: *shrug* Plenty of people on crutches manage to get by without that sort of thing. It didn't hurt FDR that much, for starters. |
| catslash33 (02:32:52): | Cal: That was a long time ago. *thinks a minute, trying to remember what it was Grahame had said about that* Before TV, I think, so people couldn't judge politicians on appearance quite so much. It was just radio and stuff. |
| herworldsonfire (02:34:23): | Sam: He used it as a reason to vote for him, actually. "Look what I overcame! American dream!" and all that crap. Pretty much everyone knew about it. |
| catslash33 (02:36:30): | Cal: *shrugs* That was what Grahame said about why Dad ended up being the politician instead. Dad was better-looking and healthy. More appealing to the public. So he went into politics and Uncle Grahame ran his campaign instead. It worked, too, Dad got into the Senate years before I - would have. |
| herworldsonfire (02:47:11): | Sam: *plays with Cal's hair* He developed a crush on his nephew, Cal. Being crippled is not an excuse for being that fucked-up. |
| catslash33 (02:49:17): | Cal: It's not his *fault*. He fought it so hard. He wasn't, you know, like the creepy dirty uncle. He never touched me. I didn't even know until Dad let it slip. |
| herworldsonfire (02:49:52): | Sam: That's as may be, but it's not your fault either, and he fucked you over at the same time. |
| catslash33 (02:50:39): | Cal: *flatly* What I did was my decision. |
| herworldsonfire (02:52:22): | Sam: I wasn't talking about that, actually. You were plenty screwed up before that happened, as far as I can tell. |
| catslash33 (02:53:15): | Cal: *pauses* That wasn't . . . all his fault, either. |
| herworldsonfire (02:54:14): | Sam: He sure as hell didn't help. |
| catslash33 (02:54:42): | Cal: Yeah, well, neither did I. |
| herworldsonfire (02:56:55): | Sam: *just shakes his head* |
| catslash33 (02:57:47): | Cal: You can only go so far blaming other people for shit in your life when you never did a goddamn thing to save yourself until it was way too late. |
| herworldsonfire (03:01:56): | Sam: Which is a fair point, and you're brave as hell for saying it. But. There's 'not blaming all your fuck-ups on someone else' and then there's 'not admitting that your fuck-ups aren't exclusively your own fault'. I'm not saying you're perfect, Cal. You're just not as bad as you think you are. |
| catslash33 (03:04:26): | Cal: *shrugs uncomfortably* I try not to be. I, I'm better than I used to be. Not that that's very hard. *uneasy laugh - saying something positive about himself is difficult* |
| herworldsonfire (03:05:57): | Sam: Pillock. *pet* |
| catslash33 (03:07:58): | Cal: *leans into it* Not taking responsibility got me killed. I mean, letting things get as bad as they did. It's a hell of an incentive to change my ways. |
| herworldsonfire (03:10:38): | Sam: *nods* I'll bet. |
| catslash33 (03:13:07): | Cal: *looks distant for a moment, then gives a tired sigh and pulls himsef back* Anyway. I'm not saying Grahame was my favorite person, but he couldn't have - pushed me around if I hadn't let him. Takes two and all that shit. |
| herworldsonfire (03:15:14): | Sam: *pets more* Mmm. Some things are hard to unlearn. |
| catslash33 (03:15:55): | Cal: *confused glance* |
| herworldsonfire (03:18:44): | Sam: Not that you shouldn't probably have stood up to him earlier, but if he's been pushing you around since you were a kid, then it's harder. |
| catslash33 (03:20:33): | Cal: *shudders* What I did was not standing up to him. It felt like it, but it wasn't. |
| herworldsonfire (03:23:51): | Sam: Once again, Cal, I'm not talking about that. Believe me, it's nowhere near as... central... to what I think about you than it is when you think about you. |
| catslash33 (03:25:02): | Cal: *quietly, looking away* When I think about him. |
| herworldsonfire (03:27:41): | Sam: ...Oh, Cal. *pet* |
| catslash33 (03:28:33): | Cal: *silent, curling closer to Sam* |
| herworldsonfire (03:30:05): | Sam: *pulls him close* |
| catslash33 (03:31:34): | Cal: *lays his head on Sam's shoulder* |
| herworldsonfire (03:34:31): | Sam: *strokes his hair* It's all right, Cal. |
| catslash33 (03:35:24): | Cal: *very quiet* It's not. |
| herworldsonfire (03:38:03): | Sam: ...No, I don't suppose it is. But it'll get better. |
| catslash33 (03:39:59): | Cal: For me, maybe. |
| herworldsonfire (03:42:02): | Sam: *slides his arms around him tighter* Maybe not just for you. You'd be amazed at how good humans are at bouncing back, eventually. |
| catslash33 (03:44:16): | Cal: He couldn't even look at me. I've never seen him not be able to look someone in the eye before, no matter how bad something was. |
| herworldsonfire (03:49:04): | Sam: Nonetheless. *hairstroke* And whatever happens for him, there's nothing you can do now. |
| catslash33 (03:51:25): | Cal: He moved out the day after. I never saw him again. I thought about trying to visit, but I don't - I don't think he would have even opened the door. |
| herworldsonfire (03:54:32): | Sam: Shhh, Cal. *pet* It's out of your hands now. |
| catslash33 (03:57:03): | Cal: It always was. You can't apologize to someone who doesn't want to hear it. Who - who *can't*. |
| herworldsonfire (03:59:06): | Sam: Oh, Cal. |
| catslash33 (03:59:54): | Cal: *trying hard for a lighter tone* Hey, at least I don't have to beat myself up for not trying. |
| herworldsonfire (04:01:26): | Sam: *smiles, a little bit* Come on, subject change. *pauses* Chocolate is good. |
| catslash33 (04:02:30): | Cal: *pauses, then laughs a bit shakily* You're a fan? I wouldn't have guessed. |
| herworldsonfire (04:04:03): | Sam: *solemnly* I'm a big fan. Want some? |
| catslash33 (04:04:31): | Cal: Sounds pretty good. |
| herworldsonfire (04:05:22): | Sam: *small chuckle* I always do. *waves for a waitrat and orders* |
| catslash33 (04:06:13): | Cal: *sits quietly, looking a little steadier* *does not seem to be in any rush to disentangle himself from Sam, though* |
| herworldsonfire (04:07:03): | Sam: *perfectly happy about this* *feeds him chocolate* |
| catslash33 (04:07:34): | Cal: *laughs, relaxing* |
| herworldsonfire (04:10:09): | Sam: *kisses his cheek* Pillock. |
| catslash33 (04:11:26): | Cal, smiling: Is that my nickname now? |
| herworldsonfire (04:12:08): | Sam: Why confine myself to just one? |
| catslash33 (04:12:59): | Cal: So I don't get confused? |
| herworldsonfire (04:13:37): | Sam: But that wouldn't be fun. Anyway, the other's Motor Mouth, so I think you can manage to remember two. |
| catslash33 (04:14:02): | Cal: Okay, but that might be the limit. |
| herworldsonfire (04:14:48): | Sam: *laughs* There you go again, spoiling my fun. |
| catslash33 (04:15:20): | Cal: It's my favorite thing to do, you know. |
| herworldsonfire (04:15:41): | Sam: Well, you're very good at it. |
| catslash33 (04:16:16): | Cal: I practice. |
| herworldsonfire (04:16:49): | Sam: So I notice. *sorrowfully* My life is a never-ending trial. |
| catslash33 (04:17:17): | Cal: Yeah, with the chocolate and the cuddling. You poor bastard. |
| herworldsonfire (04:18:12): | Sam: *smirk* Shurrup and eat chocolate, Motor Mouth. *feeds him more* |
| catslash33 (04:20:40): | Cal: *silent, on account of chocolate* *smirks instead* |
| herworldsonfire (04:21:56): | Sam: *sticks his tongue out* *licks his fingers* |
| catslash33 (04:22:24): | Cal: *swallows and snorts* |
| herworldsonfire (04:22:47): | Sam: *smirk* |
| catslash33 (04:23:35): | Cal: Oh, what? |
| herworldsonfire (04:24:30): | Sam: *lightly* You. |
| catslash33 (04:25:38): | Cal: What about me? |
| herworldsonfire (04:28:17): | Sam: You're being you. |
| catslash33 (04:30:13): | Cal: In a good way, I hope. |
| herworldsonfire (04:30:47): | Sam: Of course. |
| catslash33 (04:31:09): | Cal: *looks pleased* Just checking. *pause* Sam? |
| herworldsonfire (04:32:11): | Sam: Yeah? |
| catslash33 (04:33:03): | Cal: *looks at Sam* Thanks. |
| herworldsonfire (04:34:28): | Sam: Welcome, Motor Mouth. |
| catslash33 (04:35:20): | Cal: *smiles and rolls his eyes, sitting up enough to reach up and ruffle Sam's hair* |
| herworldsonfire (04:35:52): | Sam: *ruffles right back omg!* |
| catslash33 (04:36:52): | Cal: *just laughs* |
| herworldsonfire (04:38:40): | Sam: ... *tickles!* |
| catslash33 (04:41:59): | Cal: *squeaks (totally all manly-like) and tickles back* |
| herworldsonfire (04:43:08): | Sam: *totally doesn't laugh at the squeaking!* *no really you guys!* *tickles MORE!* |
| catslash33 (04:43:47): | Cal: *energetic tickling of DOOM* |
| herworldsonfire (04:44:47): | Sam: *tickles EVER MORE OMG* |
| herworldsonfire (04:44:50): | *even |
| catslash33 (04:47:07): | Cal: *eventually has no choice but to surrender* |
| herworldsonfire (04:47:45): | Sam: *grins down at him* I win. |
| catslash33 (04:48:22): | Cal: *grinning back* I can live with that. |
| herworldsonfire (04:51:34): | Sam: Oh, good. *kisses Cal, then flops down again, laughing* Mmm, chocolate. |
| catslash33 (04:52:11): | Cal: *chuckles a little, watching Sam* |
| herworldsonfire (04:53:47): | Sam: *slides an arm around him* |
| catslash33 (04:54:06): | Cal: *leans against Sam and closes his eyes* |
| herworldsonfire (04:57:02): | Sam: *strokes his hair again* |
| catslash33 (04:57:24): | Cal: *smiles a little* Mm. |
| herworldsonfire (04:58:44): | Sam: *softly* Mmmm. |
| catslash33 (04:59:57): | Cal: *murmurs* One of these days I'll pay you back for everything, I swear. |
| herworldsonfire (05:01:05): | Sam: Shh. I'm hardly keeping tabs, Cal. |
| catslash33 (05:02:06): | Cal: I am. *that's totally how friendship works, right?* |
| herworldsonfire (05:04:14): | Sam: ...Seriously, that's not how it works. If you're going to insist on 'paying back', you can buy me a drink later and call it quits. |
| catslash33 (05:06:46): | Cal: *opens his eyes and looks at Sam* *for once, changes his mind about what he was going to say in favor of saying the (relatively) less stupid thing instead* Whatever you like. |
| herworldsonfire (05:08:34): | Sam: Shush. Go to sleep, Motor Mouth, you look like you could use it. |
| catslash33 (05:09:16): | Cal: Not really. *closes his eyes again anyway* |
| herworldsonfire (05:10:39): | Sam: *quiet; pets him* The kind without dreams, anyway. |
| catslash33 (05:11:12): | Cal: *murmurs* Have to get there first. One step at a time. |
| herworldsonfire (05:12:55): | Sam: I can be really, really boring, if that helps. |
| catslash33 (05:13:28): | Cal: *laughs a little* Somehow I doubt it. |
| herworldsonfire (05:13:56): | Sam: *chuckles* One of the these days I'll teach you not to bet against me... |
| catslash33 (05:14:54): | Cal: What, you don't like winning? |
| herworldsonfire (05:15:23): | Sam: *smirk* I'm always winning. |
| catslash33 (05:15:39): | Cal: What do you win? |
| herworldsonfire (05:15:51): | Sam: Everything. Ever. *nod* |
| catslash33 (05:16:25): | Cal: I can't believe you just missed out on innuendo. I think that means *I* win. |
| herworldsonfire (05:16:44): | Sam: *snicker* What do you win, then? |
| catslash33 (05:17:29): | Cal: A nap, apparently. *pauses, then - nothing* |
| herworldsonfire (05:19:36): | Sam: *slides both arms around him, happily* *thinks* Then I think we both win. |
| catslash33 (05:20:49): | Cal: *curls in comfortably and drapes an arm over Sam* *definitely feels like he won something* |
