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Fifth Vlog | Video | Daemon: hunterd

[ Hey everyone, welcome to the party in the woods! Or at least, what you can see of it behind this close up of Wyatt's grinning face. There are glittering lights in the background and the weird, mismatched music of the party can be heard. Wyatt has to raise his voice to be heard over it. ]

What is up guys my name is Wyatt, you probably all know that. Unless you're new, in which case, hey! Welcome to the Apocalypse! It's pretty dope here, you probably noticed. I'm telling you, F.A.T.E.S is so cool that he - or she. Or they? I don't know, whatever: they're so cool that they threw a full on multiple-day spanning party just for my birthday. Hey, F.A.T.E.S. -

[ He lifts his glass, filled with an unholy mixture of frothy golden beer, and deep burgundy wine, and salutes the camera. ]

- thank you, my guy. Slash girl. Slash, whatever you are. Hey, you should join us at some point, so that we know what the fuck to call you. Anyways.

[ He takes a drink of his disgusting cocktail, then drops down to sit on a pile of cushions. It's now evident that he's opted not to wear a shirt, but he is wearing cutoff jean shorts. The camera, otherwise known as his daemon Hunterd, follows to keep him in focus. ]

I got a kind of serious thing to talk about. The whole birthday thing has me thinking about, like. Age. And getting older, and shit, which you know, is important when like most of the people you know don't actually do that. When all your friends are like, hundreds of years old and fucking immortal, it puts a new spin on how it feels to be nineteen. I have one year left of teenage dreaming, people. [ He holds up his finger. ] One. So I'm thinking, like. Okay, I'm just gonna ask you, cause that's the whole point of this vlog.

If you had the choice to just not get older, but live forever. Would you do it? Like, is there a con to this pro? I mean, there'd be the whole, 'must drink the blood of the living to survive', deal, but my friends seem to manage okay. Vamps ain't so bad from what I've seen. So, yeah. Your thoughts, please, Youtube-Lite. I'm listening.

[ ooc: This post happens the day before the Confessions Bomb hits! ]

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[ One of the many reasons why Vex liked Wyatt: Wyatt didn't give him shit about staying in. ]

Look, I can't grow proper chest hair either. [ He laughed briefly. ] What couldn't you do, anyway? And what do you mean you're older than Hunter?

I mean, he's seventeen forever and I'm nineteen now.

[ Fairly simple. He knows that mentally, Hunter is so much older than him, but physically? That's another matter. Wyatt doesn't want to get to the point where he actually looks older than his adoptive dad. That'd be so fucking weird.

Anyway: ]

But he can't have kids. So if I turned, I couldn't have kids either, and that's...I always wanted that. [ Awkward shrugging... ] I mean, are you...? Would you want kids, Vex? I mean, not now, but. In the long term, I guess.

Ooh, yeah, that's so old.

[ Vex couldn't help but tease him for that because. Really. Two years. Big deal. ]

Uh...

[ He paused, clearly caught off-guard by that question. That'd been one of many conversations he'd had with his husband that he'd tried to block out, and now that it was open again he wasn't sure how to respond.

It'd be easy to deflect, but... he'd been trying to be honest with Wyatt, so he took a swig of his drink before responding- a little liquid courage. ]

I've thought about trying again, yeah. Last time I had a kid I did a shit job, a really shit job. I thought maybe if I wasn't on my own, if I was with someone, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

But it's hard to think long term when I'm here. I can't help but keep thinking that this is it, yeah?

What? Nah, this isn't it.

[ Despite the fact that they're literally living in the computer programme that's managing the apocalypse, no, this can't be it. Wyatt has plenty of faith. He has too much that he's looking to get back to for anything else. ]

This is like, a...what's it called. Like in video games, when you have like a checkpoint to save your game? That's what this is. It ain't the end game, hell it's probably not even the boss battle. We're gonna get out of here.

And when we do...

Then I think I want kids, probably. We could do it together, though, I mean. You wouldn't be on your own.

[ His eyes widened at the offer, his heart thudding in his chest. For a moment, the rare feeling known as 'hope' began to crawl up Vex's body.

He was quick to kill it, the feeling reminding him of times too painful to cope with. ]

One step at a time, yeah? Let's get outta here first, luv. You really think we can, huh? I'm gonna hold you to that.

[ Wyatt lifts his eyebrows, still smiling, but feeling less confident than he did before he started this. ]

One step at a time, from the guy who asked me to move in with him after we'd been dating for thirty seconds?

Don't give me that, I'm not saying we do this now. I'm saying one day, and I'm trying to figure if that's what you want. That's the question, not if we can.

[ Vex couldn't help but laugh at that, a bit sheepishly. ]

Yeah, I was a bit quick on that.

[ He licked his lips, pessimism clutching his heart whenever he thought about the future. This all seemed so doomed, so it was difficult to think about that level of commitment. It'd be easy to lie and say sure, but he didn't play those games anymore. ]

Do you mind if we talk about this later? 'cos honestly, luv, it's really hard to think of what I want.

[ Wyatt's brow creases a little. It's hard to think of what he wants? Wyatt licks his lips, and then just nods. ]

Yeah, sure. Sorry, I guess I did spring it on you. We can talk some other time.

[ He doesn't understand. Is Vex trying to let him down gently? He'll give it more time, he thinks, and try again. ]

You sure you don't wanna come down? It's a great party. You can take my mind off future shit.

[ He waved his hand dismissively, as if it wasn't something that Wyatt didn't need to apologize for. But then he grinned at the offer and nodded. ]

Yeah? Alright, I'll be right there! Surprised you don't already have someone gorgeous in your lap by now.

[ Yes, well. Speaking of that. ]

I might've met a friend.

That ain't my boyfriend, though. I want you here more than anyone.

Yeah?

[ Vex replied, looking flattered that Wyatt would still want him most of all. ]

I'm on my way then! But tell me about your sexy friend, I want all the juicy details.

[ The lift to Wyatt's mood is immediate and obvious. He looks pleased, and turns away from the room to get more privacy. ]

Oh, you know. Tall, dark, handsome vampire king. Turns into a wolf sometimes, lays in my lap like it ain't no thing. The usual.

Ugh, I'm sick of vamps.

[ Vex said bitterly, a scowl showing up on his face as if it was second-nature to him, and it really was. ]

Watch out for him, he might start fussing at you for bullshit reasons.

[ Wyatt knows that relates to Vex's relationship with Rafa, and as he'd rather not be within a city block of that: ]

I don't think he will, he's a lot of fun. First time I met him he tackled me into the mud in the forest, he's cool. You'd like him.

[ He laughed a little, short and brief, his eyebrows up with interest. ]

Did he? I dunno if I like getting tackled in the forest, luv, unless by you. Why'd he do that anyway? Not that I blame him, you do look good enough to eat.

Cause I started it. [ Wyatt says, lifting his chin. He is in charge of the forest, okay? ]

He was a tiny weird-smelling wolf, on my turf. So I pounced him, and then we started to play and it turns out he's a weird-ass vampire with magic and psychic powers and he's been my friend ever since.

[ It was cute how protective Wyatt was of what he considered 'his' territory, Vex had to grin a little. ]

Yeah? A weird-ass vampire whose also a wolf reminds me a bit of Hunter. Not the magic bit, that's new. He's not your world's brand of vamp, then. Where's he from?

No, gross, man! [ Wyatt makes a face. ] Don't compare my hot vampire wolfman to Hunter, I can't deal with that shit.

He's from some other world I guess. But mostly he's Spanish. He has the same accent as Koda, so. [ Because Vex knows who Koda is! Obviously! ]

If the shoe fits, luv! My hot vampire wolfman used to be Hunter, so...

[ He laughs viciously, because he loved to tease Wyatt. ]

Spanish, eh? Never learnt that one. Does he whisper it in your ear and get you all hot 'n bothered?

[ He snapped his fingers a few times as if trying to remember something. ]

Koda... Koda... that was one of Hunter's, wasn't he?

Yes, God.

[ He leans back, groaning. Iggy and his god damned Spanish whispering. ]

Koda's his other husband. He's like, half faerie, half sex demon, all Spanish. What is it about that accent, man? Totally hot.

Mm, I've always hand a fondness for Italian, myself. But honestly, all those romance languages are shiver-inducing.

[ He shuddered slightly for emphasis. ]

Why aren't you shagging him right now anyway?

What, are you kidding? He won't even bite me, he wants Rafa's permission.

[ Please back him up on how ridiculous this is. ]

So basically I got blue balls and I'm gonna have 'em all night, probably. Happy birthday to me.

Please, I said I'm on my way.

[ He rolls his eyes and points at the background to prove that he's walking and so is his daemon. ]

I'll fix those balls, sweetheart.

[ pause. ]

He what? Why?!

You better, I'm gonna hold you to it.

[ He leans back, eyes rolling. ]

I don't know, something about how he was courting Rafa so he needs his permission to bite me cause I'm Hunter's son. I don't really get it, I don't understand politics.

Well that's... bollocks. Doesn't he read Shakespeare? You're supposed to defy everyone to get laid, yeah?

Courting Rafa. [ SNORTS. ] Good luck to him.

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