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[temperedinpride]

Who: Cosmo
Where: Lobby
When: 436

[Cosmo is rocking a look. Minus the plague mask, it's just his normal mask. He's got a set of fruity drinks in front of him, and he's leaning back with a drink in hand.]

"Risk" and "Reward".

Half of these drinks are non-alcoholic, most of the rest are quite potently alcoholic, a few are drugged.

The risk is obvious, the reward is engaging in the live. Or perhaps in avoiding the traps.

The drugs are one of three kinds--a potent psychedelic, a numbing agent, and something to get you a little hot under the collar. Do take it elsewhere if you get that last one.

[He sips his drink.]

Of course some say the best way to win at gambling is not to play, but where's the fun in that?

((OOC: tag any toplevels with the aphro as nsfw and you can have like, multiple if you want. I'll toplevel Lahabrea to talk to but you can also just engage with drugs.))

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[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Reaching for him. ]

Venti noooooo.

[auguryofinnocence]

[KILL BILL SIRENS

SHIT HE HATES IT BUT HE HAS TO??? He just stares wide-eyed for a moment, but down the hatch it goes.

Or he tries anyway, but he coughs half of it out the second he tries because he hates the way it burns way too much. He just crumbles to his hands and knees, coughing and wheezing.]

[constellationprize]

Mn, it was only one, but it ended up being a little strong, so I needed to sit for a little while...

[ leaning near her though ]

[temperedinpride]

In others? As you say, whatever inhibits inhibitions. It is quite interesting to see people's natures unrestrained.

[temperedinpride]

Not tempted to join them?

[tradesecret]

Where do you suppose the root of inhibitions lie? Is it within the person themselves? Is it society or culture?

[childeishly]

...huh. [ childe finishes his second glass, stacking them like he had been earlier. ] This isn't even real liquor. It's nothing like the stuff back home. [ tsks. ] But now I'm real curious... can you even hold a sword? I bet I could beat you with one hand tied behind my back. [ going to lean down and set a hand on his shoulder, applying some pressure. ] Hm~

[temperedinpride]

We have already discussed this. We will sever your connection to Zodiark.

And if you truly are getting distracted by the plights of other worlds before concerning yourself with securing an inviolable timeline of our own, your priorities of salvation have already gone entirely astray.

[tradesecret]

[ putting her lap ]

Shall I spoil you just as you were so kind to do for me before?

[temperedinpride]

[He hisses. Oh, this is already going deeply astray.]



I'm married.

[He just, blurts that out? While Caeli has his mouth around his finger and his breath is coming in little bursts.]

[outofoffice]

[ Reaching back but that's where his helpfulness ends ]

Worry not, dear Aster, for there is no one better to write a touching eulogy than the world's greatest bard!

[temperedinpride]

Do tell him that as well.

[So you can't back out of it.]

[temperedinpride]

Cultural, I believe. It is the values we are raised with, or even a rejection of those values, that shape how we believe we "should" act. Though of course in the case of rejection it could be argued that stems more from within than without.

1/2

[tradesecret]

A crash cart, stat! Ready the paddles, we're losing him!

[tradesecret]

Like in the medical dramas.

[childeishly]

[ childe hears him, but it takes another minute ( at least ) to register, so he doesn't stop as soon as cosmo blurts it at his face. he does eventually snap back though, looking embarrassed and then... sick. mostly because everything's spinning. he grabs at the table to try to steady himself. ] To? [ not that it really matters, but anything to distract from what they were just doing. ]

[586]

Not at all. I don't like being impaired, which would inevitably lead to my attacking people, so... it's best I sit out.

[auguryofinnocence]

He'll be embarrassed. He's cute when he's embarrassed. I have a cute son.

[- He grins wider.]

He's your son too now. You have a cute son.

[temperedinpride]

[He reaches over to steady Caeli, gentle. Whether or not that's a good idea for either of them.]

Vergil. I would need to consult with him...

You look about to fall over.

[temperedinpride]

[He pets his snout.]

I could give you the drugs without the alcohol if you like, now or another time.

Perhaps not the psychedelic.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Drape on the Venti for alcoholic support. ]

I can't die, there's 5 more drinks.

[temperedinpride]

Haha..Ah yes. That is true. So I do. Nero is an excellent young man. You should be very proud of him.

[childeishly]

[ he looks like he's about to fall over and then he is falling over, potentially bringing cosmo down with him. he'll lay there, eyes shut, because things are a little bit less worse like that. childe gives a laugh. ]

Congrats on being married. [ attempts to pat him. any part of him. ]

[auguryofinnocence]

[Gee Bread, what's surprising about having a cute son?]

I am proud, can't you tell?

[rainshaveceased]

You speak of one impossible plan as if it is already resolved perfectly, yet when I propose another you dismiss it out of hand as too dangerous.

How very convenient.