AUDIENCE FOR: Emet-Selch

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[ktiseos]

Hush, you.

[he says, flatly. don't 'cute' him.]

But I did not have need of anything specific, no.

[guestservices]

[ too late they've already won their victory ]

Aw, so you do want my time. [ hehe ] You wanna grab a drink with me? It's been a hell of a week, and now that the bar's not on fire, I could really use one.

[ktiseos]

...fine. I suppose we may as well.

[it's been. it's been a time.]

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[ they hold out their hand to him. ]

Shall we? Less you wanna walk.

[ktiseos]

[it takes a second, but he does give them his good hand.]

I cannot say I do, no.

[he is still. so bruised up.]

[guestservices]

You could probably get yourself healed instead of wandering around like a giant punching bag, y'know.

[ they are not chiding, really, but still! they take emet's hand in theirs, not noting his hesitation because they are nice, and the shadows overcome them both... leading them to aurora barealis! the atmosphere is very nice in here now that it's not on fire.

aquila makes their way to the bar, dropping into a chair and spinning around in it once. ]

What's your poison, Emet-Selch?

[ktiseos]

I suppose, but I am already working on something for Aquarius, and will still need to keep myself open to take on something new once I am able.

[his TASKS.

he stands at the bar, because most chairs are too small for him.]

I do not object to wine.

[guestservices]

Maybe you could ask one of your friends to do it for you.

[ because you have friends, emet-selch! maybe.

anyway, they pause in their spinning as they realize that, and then glance at the chairs? the shadowy bartender starts to uncork a bottle of wine and pour a glass for emet. aquila glances at them and waves a hand so the bartender grabs a second one. ]

Huh. Guess we didn't really make most of this place size inclusive, did we. You good, big guy? I can probably get you something to sit on for now, or we can go back to your room.

[ktiseos]

... mayhap so. I will have need to ask you for something different later, regardless.

[after the glass is poured, he takes it, and just. debates, a few moments.]

Mm. Well, I suppose you do already know what our rooms consist of.

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Oh yeah? We can talk about it now in a less official capacity, if you want.

[ they take their glass, lifting it briefly in a toast to the shadow bartender in thanks, and spin back around to face emet again. ]

That an invitation, then? Or am I inviting myself!

[ktiseos]

I feel as if you would invite yourself regardless.

[he says, his tone dry, but sets his glass down to wave a hand.]

But we may go.

[talking can wait til they get there.]

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What can I say? I'm pretty good at sneaking into places.

[ they're playful in response to the dryness - the implication of a wink is in their voice - before they hop up out of the chair. they gather up both wine glasses, leaaan on the bar to say something to the shadow bartender... and then come back successfully with a bottle of wine in hand. nice.

they then come over and put their hand on emet's good arm and shadow bloop them both back to emet's room.]

[ktiseos]

...I shall take your word for that.

[he says, after too long of a pause, and takes his glass back up before aquila bloops them to his room.

you can see my app you know how it looks. emet-selch takes a seat on the edge of his too-big bed, glass in hand.]

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[ wow! it's a room.

they look around, nosy, wine glass still in hand. ] This place makes me feel like an ant.

[ but they don't seem to mind it all that much. they don't come to sit by emet on the bed at first, but rather - a pair of shadowy wings pull from their back. they flutter once, shape growing in size, before they push off of the ground delicately and float upwards so they can look up at the ceiling. that faint pattern is very hard to see from down there! they also do not spill a single drop of wine while doing this because why would they. ]

Feels different when we've got you guys in here instead of just reading about your preferences and setting the rooms up. 's pretty up here.

[ktiseos]

[thanks he hates this, kind of. he just- watches them do this in silence, and once again there's a longer pause before he responds.]

...I do not disagree. It is reminiscent enough of my home that, were I not well aware it were not the case, I could nearly think myself there.

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That was the idea. [ they glance backwards over their shoulder, even if their face is obscured. ] Figured you guys'd like it.

There are stars up here, aren't there? They're hard to see.

[ktiseos]

[he silently turns off the light, going over to close the curtain over the window-- in the dark, they're easier to see.]

Better?

[guestservices]

[ oh!!! ]

Much.

[ they hum, reaching up to touch one. ] Should've snuck some constellations up here.

[ktiseos]

Mayhap you should.

[hmm.]

And which would you have chosen?

[guestservices]

[ immediately: ]

Mine, obviously. [ and then they start snickering which is not very surprising, somehow. ]

[ktiseos]

[he rolls his eyes at that, taking a drink from his glass.]

Of course you would have. Do that to your own room.

[guestservices]

Maybe I did!

[ they laugh, then, tilting their head back with it. ] I could've put a dick up here, and you never would have even known it.

[ktiseos]

If you put a dick on my ceiling, I am doing nothing for you again.

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okay now they're really laughing ]

[ktiseos]

Get down here, would you.

[stop hovering by his ceiling and laughing at him! damn!]