[despite how he's always lived, Jason does much better when he's with someone too. not just anyone, though. someone he cares about. he doesn't even think about what co-dependency might be, cause he's never gotten that far.
and these plans of Eddie's? he's right there with him.]
Okay. I'm here for some plans. Let's get some tickets and buy a house. I don't even care which one as long as it's with you. And dogs, we gotta get our dogs.
[but this British time traveler dude? that seems a little more out there and Jason looks at Eddie skeptically, but... ok. he's in for this too.]
Tell me about it. If we can save V, we're saving V.
Blonde British dude who smokes and has a bad attitude? Kinda looks like he rolled up off the street after like seven too many? Goes on about the occult and all his demons?
[Jason knows who that is. he's got connections. or he used to, with Batman and all. he's essentially cut ties with everything from that life, though. but for this? it would be worth digging back in there.]
If you think it's worth a shot, it's worth a shot. I'm totally in, man. Whatever we need.
And camping out on the beach for a few days doesn't sound so bad either. Not when it's with you.
You also know the blonde, demon-hunting British dude who chain smokes and says 'wanker' unironically??
( does this guy just get around?? who is he???
it doesn't help that there aren't any heroes where eddie's from, not in his universe. there's spider-man, yeah, but that's about it. it wasn't until he met jason that he was introduced to whatever is going on in gotham. and the avengers? never heard of them. )
Yeah, man. If it's the same guy. Constantine. He and Batman do their back and forth with each other. They've worked together. I can... I dunno, I can try and find out where he is, if I can get in touch with him.
I uh. I might have to get in touch with Bruce.
[he feels a little uneasy about it, but for Eddie he'll do it.]
I pretty much just have some laundry to pack up and that's it.
( whatever it takes to be vengeance, eddie guesses. he frowns. )
You don't have to do that, man. It was just an idea, y'know? Don't know how much a demonologist can do for us, really, anyway, since Venom isn't even from this... world. He's older than Earth. He's older the concept of demons, and hell, and God.... Which is a little terrifying to say out loud, but it's a lot less terrifying when you see that 400,000 years of living resulted in a blob who loves tater tots and telenovelas.
Yeah? I mean, he wasn't bad-looking for a discount Doctor Who. I can see it.
( eddie kisses him but reaches for his hand when he stands. )
Hey.
Think about it.
We can find another way; we don't have to go back to Gotham if you're not ready. Alright? I love you.
( from there, he takes jason's advice and gets to packing. spending what feels like the better half of a year in an airbnb sounds like it might accumulate a lot of stuff, but eddie doesn't have much more than clothes and a laptop himself. anything more than that felt too permanent for what he'd ultimately known was a temporary home, so packing really doesn't take too long. pairing that with the time it takes to buy plane tickets, the time it takes to source two suitcases from a hallway closest, and the time it takes to bike across to the nearest airport, it leaves them with just under an hour in the airport to kill time before it's time to board. )
Did I ever mention that I'm not really a heights person...
( why did he suggest this?
there's a reason he motorcycled across the country in order to find jason. it's not too late to bike to florida, right? )
[he stops when Eddie catches his hand, looking at him instead of looking away like he usually might.]
I'll think about it, but... there's not much to think about. It can save V. And maybe we can save the world.
[maybe there's something they can do to get to Knull completely. something that really can save the world.
Jason hasn't accumulated anything either. he still only has what little he kept in the backpack he took with him from Gotham, knowing from years on the streets that it's always better to pack light. the most important thing he has with him anyway, heading to the airport with Eddie.]
Yeah, you did mention that once or twice... you gonna be ok?
[Jason's hiding under a hoodie, feeling a little skittish himself, being at the airport, surrounded by so many people. he's gotten a lot more paranoid lately, and he doesn't think that's gonna leave him for a while.]
( his good is pale, and sweaty, and doing that thing where he hunches over with his knees on his elbows and his feet tapping against the floor arhythmically. )
Sorta wanna say fuck it and go back to hiding in the AirBNB.
What? No, dude, it’s good. I’m— just pre-flight jitters, that’s all. You know how you hype yourself up before a big presentation, then you start talking and it’s all fine? That’s what this is.
( it’s sweet of him to consider going the long road, but eddie can handle one little plane ride. what’s the worst that could happen? the place falls out of the sky and goes hurling towards the ground at a million miles per hour?
[ Jason's not exactly sure, but he can imagine. kinda like how nervous he's feeling right now too, but he does a good job of shoving most of it down. the hand on Eddie's back, moving back and forth to comfort Eddie? it's comforting him too. ]
If you're sure, man. I don't want you suffering over here. Maybe we should have a drink or two anyways. They've got a bar over there.
[when in doubt, drink. Jason's always been good at that too.]
I was thinking... maybe I could just call Bruce first. Like, showing up at Wayne Manor might be a lot.
Dude, ( he tilts his head closer in to jason’s, ) you can’t drink out here. Unless you have a fake, I mean. Which… you probably do. Your boss prepared you for everything, I’d guess.
( eddie can drink, and he could really go for one, but he doesn’t want to leave jason alone in sobriety. )
Yeah. You could do that… I’ll be here the whole time. With you. For you.
( yeah, they've got to take this one step at a time. surviving the plane trip feels like a huge hurdle to eddie, but it might not be so bad with jason at his side. )
[ normally Jason would tell anyone to fuck off when they wanna see his ID, but if it gets Eddie's mind off all this, then hell yeah he's gonna go for it. ]
Fiiiine, fine. I'll show you, but don't gimme shit for it, dude.
[he pulls his wallet out and takes his original fake ID out. Robert Pliskin. 31 years old. he hands it over, giving Eddie an amused look.]
[that's cool. Eddie's smiling, laughing even, and it's totally worth getting shit for this. still, he rolls his eyes, nudging at Eddie's shoulder with his own.]
I've been turned down maybe like... two times. Three times. People don't give a shit! Besides, I could totally be a Robby.
Robby is such a yuppie name. ( he stands, reaching for jason's hand. eddie doesn't have any strong opinions on PDA, and after spending so much time together, it feels weird not to be connected to jason in some way, even if it's innocent as hand-holding.
besides, no one is paying them much attention, which is good. eddie's still wanted, and jason probably doesn't need any more eyes on him than necessary. )
C'mon, let's take as many shots as we can before they start boarding us.
[Jason smiles, taking Eddie's hand and stands up, snagging his ID while he's at it and shoving it into his pocket. he has absolutely no objections to PDA, cause once he's with someone, he's with them all the way, no holding back. in fact, he slides an arm around Eddie's waist as they head for the bar]
Hell yeah, let's do it. What kinda shots we doing, babe?
Uh, whatever’s on the wall and gets it done the fastest.
( chugging cheap beer I’d great, but not when you have fifteen minutes to get as hammered as possible without allowing yourself the time to think of how terrible an idea this is. )
American honey. Eight of ‘em.
( which isn’t even the worst order this poor bartender has heard today, so he she sets them up dutifully and doesn’t ask questions. she doesn’t even bother IDing them. she isn’t paid enough to care. )
[ it's a terrible idea, which makes it kinda wonderful. it's been a while since they just let loose, and he's all for this, even if it's something small. ]
Eight of em, huh? We'll have no worries the whole flight.
[Jason takes a seat at the bar, flashing the bartender a sweet smile before he looks at Eddie once again and leans in to whisper.]
See? They didn't even bother to ask. Most of the time they never do.
That’s more problematic than anything… but, y’know, I guess in this case, it’s fine.
( bottoms up, bitches.
after living on beer and take-out, real liquor feels like it’s gotten stronger. has it gotten stronger? did whisky always used to burn this much on the way down, or has he gotten weaker?
american honey is still the sweetest option his mind could come up with on short notice, so they should be pretty easy to down one after the other. )
[bottoms up indeed. it's strong enough for what they need right now, and Jason's pretty good at knocking them back. he even clinks one of the shot glasses against Eddie's at one point, leaning towards him.]
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[despite how he's always lived, Jason does much better when he's with someone too. not just anyone, though. someone he cares about. he doesn't even think about what co-dependency might be, cause he's never gotten that far.
and these plans of Eddie's? he's right there with him.]
Okay. I'm here for some plans. Let's get some tickets and buy a house. I don't even care which one as long as it's with you. And dogs, we gotta get our dogs.
[but this British time traveler dude? that seems a little more out there and Jason looks at Eddie skeptically, but... ok. he's in for this too.]
Tell me about it. If we can save V, we're saving V.
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( that's all he's got. he never got the dude's name, or his address, or whatever black magic he's working with. )
Sounds sorta like doing an alien exorcism, but... I dunno, I think it's worth a shot.
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[Jason knows who that is. he's got connections. or he used to, with Batman and all. he's essentially cut ties with everything from that life, though. but for this? it would be worth digging back in there.]
If you think it's worth a shot, it's worth a shot. I'm totally in, man. Whatever we need.
And camping out on the beach for a few days doesn't sound so bad either. Not when it's with you.
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( does this guy just get around?? who is he???
it doesn't help that there aren't any heroes where eddie's from, not in his universe. there's spider-man, yeah, but that's about it. it wasn't until he met jason that he was introduced to whatever is going on in gotham. and the avengers? never heard of them. )
All right. Start packing, then.
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I uh. I might have to get in touch with Bruce.
[he feels a little uneasy about it, but for Eddie he'll do it.]
I pretty much just have some laundry to pack up and that's it.
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( whatever it takes to be vengeance, eddie guesses. he frowns. )
You don't have to do that, man. It was just an idea, y'know? Don't know how much a demonologist can do for us, really, anyway, since Venom isn't even from this... world. He's older than Earth. He's older the concept of demons, and hell, and God.... Which is a little terrifying to say out loud, but it's a lot less terrifying when you see that 400,000 years of living resulted in a blob who loves tater tots and telenovelas.
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[ he's talking about it all casually like this because it hurts to think about. he never wanted to leave Bruce the way he did. ]
But if there's a chance, Eddie. I mean... you thought of it for a reason, right? You said he could help so we gotta find out if we can.
[Jason leans forward to kiss Eddie, squeezing his shoulder before he pulls back to grab another beer, standing up.]
Let's get to packing and get outta here. It's time to move forward. It's time to go be good people again.
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( eddie kisses him but reaches for his hand when he stands. )
Hey.
Think about it.
We can find another way; we don't have to go back to Gotham if you're not ready. Alright? I love you.
( from there, he takes jason's advice and gets to packing. spending what feels like the better half of a year in an airbnb sounds like it might accumulate a lot of stuff, but eddie doesn't have much more than clothes and a laptop himself. anything more than that felt too permanent for what he'd ultimately known was a temporary home, so packing really doesn't take too long. pairing that with the time it takes to buy plane tickets, the time it takes to source two suitcases from a hallway closest, and the time it takes to bike across to the nearest airport, it leaves them with just under an hour in the airport to kill time before it's time to board. )
Did I ever mention that I'm not really a heights person...
( why did he suggest this?
there's a reason he motorcycled across the country in order to find jason. it's not too late to bike to florida, right? )
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[he stops when Eddie catches his hand, looking at him instead of looking away like he usually might.]
I'll think about it, but... there's not much to think about. It can save V. And maybe we can save the world.
[maybe there's something they can do to get to Knull completely. something that really can save the world.
Jason hasn't accumulated anything either. he still only has what little he kept in the backpack he took with him from Gotham, knowing from years on the streets that it's always better to pack light. the most important thing he has with him anyway, heading to the airport with Eddie.]
Yeah, you did mention that once or twice... you gonna be ok?
[Jason's hiding under a hoodie, feeling a little skittish himself, being at the airport, surrounded by so many people. he's gotten a lot more paranoid lately, and he doesn't think that's gonna leave him for a while.]
You wanna get something to drink?
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( his good is pale, and sweaty, and doing that thing where he hunches over with his knees on his elbows and his feet tapping against the floor arhythmically. )
Sorta wanna say fuck it and go back to hiding in the AirBNB.
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Babe, we can drive if you want to. We'll rent a car and just drive. Or... you can get really fucking drunk and not think about it.
[it'll take longer to drive, but he wants Eddie in one piece. there are lots of times for heroics but maybe this isn't one of them.]
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( it’s sweet of him to consider going the long road, but eddie can handle one little plane ride. what’s the worst that could happen? the place falls out of the sky and goes hurling towards the ground at a million miles per hour?
… )
You decide if you wanna detour to Gotham?
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If you're sure, man. I don't want you suffering over here. Maybe we should have a drink or two anyways. They've got a bar over there.
[when in doubt, drink. Jason's always been good at that too.]
I was thinking... maybe I could just call Bruce first. Like, showing up at Wayne Manor might be a lot.
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( eddie can drink, and he could really go for one, but he doesn’t want to leave jason alone in sobriety. )
Yeah. You could do that… I’ll be here the whole time. With you. For you.
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[almost anything. Eddie leaving him? not so much.]
Let's get to Florida first and it'll gimme time to think about what I wanna say. How I'm gonna say it. We just gotta make it there first, alright?
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( yeah, they've got to take this one step at a time. surviving the plane trip feels like a huge hurdle to eddie, but it might not be so bad with jason at his side. )
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Fiiiine, fine. I'll show you, but don't gimme shit for it, dude.
[he pulls his wallet out and takes his original fake ID out. Robert Pliskin. 31 years old. he hands it over, giving Eddie an amused look.]
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( not giving him shit is pretty short-lived. )
Dude, literally no one would buy that you were born in '92. Not to mention Robert. You don't even look like a Robert. You look more like a...
( he stops inspecting the card to smile up at him, relaxed more now that he's had a laugh. )
...a Jason.
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[that's cool. Eddie's smiling, laughing even, and it's totally worth getting shit for this. still, he rolls his eyes, nudging at Eddie's shoulder with his own.]
I've been turned down maybe like... two times. Three times. People don't give a shit! Besides, I could totally be a Robby.
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besides, no one is paying them much attention, which is good. eddie's still wanted, and jason probably doesn't need any more eyes on him than necessary. )
C'mon, let's take as many shots as we can before they start boarding us.
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[Jason smiles, taking Eddie's hand and stands up, snagging his ID while he's at it and shoving it into his pocket. he has absolutely no objections to PDA, cause once he's with someone, he's with them all the way, no holding back. in fact, he slides an arm around Eddie's waist as they head for the bar]
Hell yeah, let's do it. What kinda shots we doing, babe?
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( chugging cheap beer I’d great, but not when you have fifteen minutes to get as hammered as possible without allowing yourself the time to think of how terrible an idea this is. )
American honey. Eight of ‘em.
( which isn’t even the worst order this poor bartender has heard today, so he she sets them up dutifully and doesn’t ask questions. she doesn’t even bother IDing them. she isn’t paid enough to care. )
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[ it's a terrible idea, which makes it kinda wonderful. it's been a while since they just let loose, and he's all for this, even if it's something small. ]
Eight of em, huh? We'll have no worries the whole flight.
[Jason takes a seat at the bar, flashing the bartender a sweet smile before he looks at Eddie once again and leans in to whisper.]
See? They didn't even bother to ask. Most of the time they never do.
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( bottoms up, bitches.
after living on beer and take-out, real liquor feels like it’s gotten stronger. has it gotten stronger? did whisky always used to burn this much on the way down, or has he gotten weaker?
american honey is still the sweetest option his mind could come up with on short notice, so they should be pretty easy to down one after the other. )
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[bottoms up indeed. it's strong enough for what they need right now, and Jason's pretty good at knocking them back. he even clinks one of the shot glasses against Eddie's at one point, leaning towards him.]
We gotta toast to you and me, man.
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look at you w the receipts!!!
hahahaha I try 😅
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omfg i am laughing so hard xD
LISTEN venom is a better eddie than eddie is !!
busting out the gay marriage facts xD
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