[he doesn't know wines, he either literally just asked for 'a good red wine' when he ordered or picked one that sounded fine at near-random so. genuinely it could be anything.
he looks faintly amused at their straw solution, but raises his glass in turn.]
[he will! it's some sort of like. charcuterie plate, almost, but instead of just meats and cheeses it includes some fruit and vegetables as well. me, making my best guesses at ancient food and deciding that they probably did things like this over cooking too much.]
As I am certain you can guess, however, I also wished to speak with you of other matters.
We've preemptively discussed part of it. The other, however-
[he pulls out his carefully-made copy of the hangman paper, raising a brow as he offers it to aquila. you guys have access to it i'm not linking this thing yet again.]
I'm sure someone so duty-bound would never have kept themselves otherwise occupied during work events? [no he wouldn't be at all surprised if it was aquila. anyway.] I do not know if the others have told you, but we were given this on that excursion of ours.
Ooooooh, Gems is gonna make all of us hear it for this, aren't they? We're gonna get lectured to all hell. [ again. they don't say it, but emet can probably feel it in their tone of voice. ] I can't tell whose it is, but it's not mine.
Haha. Me too. I guess I should drink more if I'm gonna have to prepare myself to get scolded for a week. [ they sigh, and take a huge drink out of their glass. ] Ugh.
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he looks faintly amused at their straw solution, but raises his glass in turn.]
Mayhap that was the point.
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[ aquila laughs. the wine is good enough, apparently - they make an approving noise. ]
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[he takes a sip from his own glass, there.]
But I expect you should eat more than your words, as well.
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Whoa, whoa, whoa. You know this isn't the station, right.
[ aquila attempted to resist the urge to make a dirty joke, and failed. ]
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[
it takes a minute.
then he makes a face.]
Aquila-!
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hehe
they sip their wine. ]
Just checking. Order whatever you want! I'll just steal a bite or two.
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[he will! it's some sort of like. charcuterie plate, almost, but instead of just meats and cheeses it includes some fruit and vegetables as well. me, making my best guesses at ancient food and deciding that they probably did things like this over cooking too much.]
As I am certain you can guess, however, I also wished to speak with you of other matters.
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[ they sigh, but it's clear they're just teasing, as they prop their chin in their hand. ]
Alright. Talk to me, then.
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[he pulls out his carefully-made copy of the hangman paper, raising a brow as he offers it to aquila. you guys have access to it i'm not linking this thing yet again.]
I'm sure someone so duty-bound would never have kept themselves otherwise occupied during work events? [no he wouldn't be at all surprised if it was aquila. anyway.] I do not know if the others have told you, but we were given this on that excursion of ours.
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and then they snort. ]
Ooooooh, Gems is gonna make all of us hear it for this, aren't they? We're gonna get lectured to all hell. [ again. they don't say it, but emet can probably feel it in their tone of voice. ] I can't tell whose it is, but it's not mine.
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[hehe.]
But you seemed as if you would find it amusing, if not participate.
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[ they sigh, reaching under their veil to either adjust something or rub between their eyebrows. ]
I mean, it is pretty funny. I'll give you that.
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[hangman is fucking haunting.]
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Haha. Me too. I guess I should drink more if I'm gonna have to prepare myself to get scolded for a week. [ they sigh, and take a huge drink out of their glass. ] Ugh.
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[he says, with a sip of his own.
and while he debates making any mention of it at all-]
I could have sworn some of the writing upon it was familiar to me, you know.
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the second part has them tilt their head. ] Oh?
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[casual enough, as he picks up a slice of cheese in his claws.]
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Someone from the Prism?
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[ they tap a clawed finger against the table, idly. ]
Do you have any thoughts on it?
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[a pause, long enough to take another bite.]
But I do not know if they ought to be voiced.
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