Vice - Clubbing with Kyle

[sliceitwithwind]

The group that was waiting outside the gym where Breaker was to meet Kyle was...colourful. Some of the local thugs and bodyguards...both legit and non. A couple of people who looked as dangerous as weasels, and a couple of people who looked as bland as wall paper.

None of them were smoking, but somehow they looked like they were.

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[sliceitwithwind]

Breaker was very, very good at his job. "Exactly." Breaker said, shaking his head. "Not worth the trouble."

[mitochondriaaya]

Yeah, that quality of employee was not suppose to be within the bounds of his precinct. It wasn't good for his business! "Not worth the trouble at all. Who has the shots and who has the beer?" The signing school teacher stole Jos's shot.

[sliceitwithwind]

Jos looked used to that, and stole her drink in return. It was the only way he was going to get to drink.

Breaker passed the drinks around, again by memory, and settled into a chair with his screwdriver and an arm around Mudge.

[mitochondriaaya]

Hey, she only stole his drinks when they ended up at the same clubs! She signed a brief, amused thanks toward the men then went back to flicking her fingers at the girls. They weren't going to ruin a mens night out really, just hang out together!

Kyle chuckled, shook his head at Jos, women eh? then turned a chair around to sit on. He liked having a chair back to cross his arms over. The next bog problem was...how to talk to Mudge if he was going to be attached to Breaker's hip?

Jos, well, he was grinning. "So, some hard headed guys, a cop, and some school teachers walk into a bar..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"And the bartender starts counting tips in his head." Breaker said with a snorted laugh. The men took to chatting about their various jobs in language that carefully couldn't be used in court, should Kyle end up testifying to anything.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Ouch, he has to bring money into it! The joke falls flat..." Kyle laughed, listening and slowly relaxing. It was a normal group of guys, under it all. He was glad when the conversation swung towards the latest, televised mixed martial arts match. He'd seen it, enjoyed it, didn't agree on the winner though...

...Jos finally declared Kyle an idiot and dragged his girl up for a dance. He might only get one before the women bounced off to another club or home!

[sliceitwithwind]

Some of the others went dancing as well, and eventually Breaker left to grab another round, leaving Kyle with Mudge.

[mitochondriaaya]

Kyle danced a bottle cap across his fingers and eyed Mudge. "Hey, what exactly do you do again? You mentioned something before..."

[sliceitwithwind]

Mudge eyed him back, relaxed, "I fix things. Creative solutions to interesting problems."

[mitochondriaaya]

"What kind of interesting? We talking jumping out of planes in third world countries interesting?" What guy wouldn't get a kick out of that really?

[sliceitwithwind]

"Sometimes." Mudge admitted, "Sometimes working with accountants. I have," delicate pause, "varied tastes."

[mitochondriaaya]

Varied tastes and a desire to chase Breaker around but hey, whatever. "Accountants?" Blink. "That's not variety that's polar opposites! Don't you give yourself whiplash?!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I have a wide range of interests. Sticking with only one kind of work would be boring...I can't abide being bored."

[mitochondriaaya]

"You ever consider working with the law?" he asked idly. "The precinct's been hunting for some independent contractors, something about security I think."

[sliceitwithwind]

"That could be amusing." Mudge said, chuckling softly, "Do they really want me, though?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"I have no idea!" he shrugged cheerfully. "I don't think we need any helicopter jumps but maybe accounting? I'm not exactly sure what kind of contractor the higher ups want but hey, stumble on an independent and I can pass a card along!"

[sliceitwithwind]

Mudge shrugged and wrote a single line of phone-number on a napkin.

[mitochondriaaya]

Eh, it was better than nothing really? He tucked it away in a pocket. "Worse comes to worse the higher ups decide to go with some kind of normal firm? But at least they've got options now for whatever they need them for!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Indeed." Mudge said, closing his eyes and leaning his head up into Breaker's fingers as the other man returned.

"Dance?" he asked both men, eyes hooded.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I think dancing is a great idea," Kyle admitted, finishing his current drink. "Been that kind of week." And hey, what could it hurt to relax a bit? He didn't have to keep his cool for Darlene after all, or join her in bouncing around like a loon.

[sliceitwithwind]

Mudge and Breaker were good dancers. Mudge wasn't that sexy, he just liked to move his body and was too athletic for it not to be appreciated by members of the opposite sex.

Breaker, though? Oh, Breaker could break hearts and libidos without so much as opening his eyes all the way. The man oozed sexuality from every pore, showing a natural ability to always be showing off just right for whatever passing bit of light was illuminating him.

[mitochondriaaya]

...um...yeah. Kyle was glad he wasn't showing off for Darlene tonight. It meant he didn't have to be jealous of the guys. No. No need to compete when his woman wasn't around.

He wasn't watching them. Not really. Just, Breaker was so damn eye catching, and when Kyle was distracted (as he was) he danced better so...yeah.

Perhaps not his best idea but hey, it was good practice.

[sliceitwithwind]

Mudge grinned behind Kyle's back and some quick eyebrows got the other under-cover cops manipulating the dance floor until Kyle was stuck watching Breaker. Why?

Because Hackett was a dick, that's why.

Deep inside, Dilan was laughing. On the outside, though, he just put even more effort into dancing.

[mitochondriaaya]

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Christ the man danced. He was taking over the whole damn floor! It was hard to look away from him...Kyle imagined this was kind of like the appeal of going to the zoo. Yes, that was what it was. Pure appeal of motion.

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Maybe he'd beg off after the next dance and get another drink. Yes.

[sliceitwithwind]

People of both genders ogled Breaker, and more than one hand reached out to touch him for the same reason people wanted to touch tigers in the zoo. He took it as his due, and when he saw Kyle looking at him he smiled slowly and licked his lower lip just a tiny bit.