“He’s WHO?” asked Leo, dropping his teaspoon into his cup. “My ex-partner, Ransom Creeps,” Alestor said blithely. The team was now outside at the van, having a tailgating tea party. Mei, used to being in perpetual confusion, simply blew on her tea to cool it and waited for the inevitable explanation. Henri, on the other hand, impatiently tapped the table with his fingers, unused to and annoyed at the idea that Alestor was hiding something so big from him.
“We used to work together back in the day,” Ransom filled in, putting a sugar cube between his teeth and sipping the tea though it. The passing resemblance to his ex-partner simply was glossed over, though he had his differences: Ransom had ice blue eyes, with a more silver tint to his hair rather than the platinum blue Alestor sported, and indeed looked a few years younger. His body tone certain befit a demon hunter more than Alestor, and he stood at least half a head taller. Still if anything, they looked more like brothers than lovers or partners.
“And how long ago what that?” asked Henri. Ransom turned to Alestor, chewed the remnants of the sugar, then shrugged. “Centuries. We were in the Academy together.”
Yoko smiled. “That’s right.” She turned to Alestor, and said in her silkiest and most derisive voice, “The one you dropped out of.”
Alestor shrugged. “I didn’t apply myself. At least Ransom graduated.”
Yoko snorted. “By accident.” Ransom scoffed. “You’re talking to the first gun mage, sweetheart.”
“I’m talking to an idiot savant,” she returned, smoking her 3rd cigarette.
Ransom looked to Alestor to help, but he also shrugged. “Don’t look at me. She won’t let me forget that we had sex that first time.” “And started the decline of my powers,” inserted Yoko pointedly.
“And started the decline of her powers,” Alestor echoed. He didn’t stop smiling however.
Henri put both his hands into the air. “Hey! I don’t remember you saying you had a partner.”
“Yeah,” Leo put in. “You always said you were a loner.”
“That’s impossible,” Mei said, cocking her head. “Alestor can’t function without other people doing his dirty work.”
Alestor’s blithe smile turned to one of sheepishness. Ransom smirked. “You haven’t changed a bit.”
“Are you gay, Ransom-san?” asked Mei point blank. Even Henri’s head hit the table in exasperation. Smoothly, Ransom said, “No. I’m an equal opportunity lover.”
“Which means he’ll screw anything with legs,” added Alestor.
“Or anything off them,” supplemented Yoko.
“Even ones without legs,” continued Alestor.
Ransom shot Alestor a dirty look. “Would you two shut the hell up? I didn’t ask you guys.”
“Mei, there’s no such thing as gay with people like Yoko or Alestor,” Henri said, patting her
shoulder. “It’s more about being oversexed.” “I’m not oversexed,” snapped Yoko, Alestor and Ransom
simultaneously. “Just perpetually horny,” finished Henri, gulping his tea. He set his cup down and started to pour himself another.
"Is that like some requirement to working with you?" snapped Leo.
"Please. Like I'd do that to Mei or Henri before age of consent. That and you don't follow the criteria of getting laid in the first please," lilted Alestor with a grin on his face.
Somehow Leo, Henri and even Mei were able to smash the tea kettle into Alestor's face at the same time. Ransom only sheepishly smiled. Just like old times.
--Dio (10/10/17)