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Who: sensitIV + friends + enemies
Where: sensitIV
When: Day 447, post-game

[ what the fuck. ]

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[ Venti is successfully herded away from work by non-playing sIVs, taking the time to shower and change into the world's comfiest fluffy wind wisp pajamas before sprawling dramatically across one whole row of cushions at the kotatsu.

If he brings home a vampire (or the vampire physically does the bringing part) don't worry about it, she don't bite (yes she do) (sometimes). ]

If anyone turns on the taps, I'm throwing you out . . .

[sangreine]

[ I hope you did not expect to be sprawled alone, sir. There is very little alone in your immediate future. ]

I can handle it. [ (Probably.) ] Making people dehydrated isn't going to help anything.

[ She has fed on about half this unit before so like don't even worry? ]

Not that I don't appreciate you being all protective. [ Tugging him closer (was he already close? Whatever). ]

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[ He's happy to barnacle, but he whines while doing so. An expert at multi-tasking. ]

Ugh . . . don't get too full of yourself, I just don't wanna smell it! I don't even eat meat . . .

[ This whole dorm is actually nauseating right now. He didn't even consider it until walking inside. ]

[sangreine]

-- Really? Tell me these things. [ Scoots away a little, in that case! ] I could have taken a shower or something.

[ Does she need to douse herself in wine? she will do it just ask ]

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I could technically just toss you in the showers with some rose-scented soaps . . .

[sangreine]

Not roses. [ She can't remember why, but she hates them. ] Anything else I'll work with.

You never thought to mention this? [ She doesn't make a habit of remaining covered in blood and actually is very clean but still?!? ]

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[ Look. ]

Not wanting you to get up and wanting you to smell like a-flower-that-isn't-roses are very conflicting priorities, you see.

[bondsofsuffering]

I'm seriously thinking about paying to get our kitchen upgraded to be less crappy.

[Sigh!]

Anyway, got a preference on drinks?

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Alcoholic. Strong.

[ ........................

Mutters: ]

Can't believe I'm saying this . . . not red.

[bondsofsuffering]

Vodka work for you?

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Vodka will do just fine in these desperate times.

[bondsofsuffering]

We can get some mixers, if you want.

[But like, he can just drink it straight, Izanagi's not the boss of his alcoholism especially after a game like this.]

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[ Wry: ] Oh, you think so highly of me.

[ We're drinking it straight, babey ]

[at_heart]

[ Sets the thermos down lightly on the kotatsu in front of Venti by way of saying hello, but even as he does this: ]

Full disclosure, no idea if it's any good. Whatever her name was, I guess she didn't appreciate our little stunt at the start of round three.

[ He did, at least, attempt to compensate by making sure it was strong. ]

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[ Oh my god

Lupine . . . ]

Well, aren't you cute~? ♪

[at_heart]

[ wow attacked?? ]

I — look.

[ HAS THAT GOTTEN ANY BETTER AS A SENTENCE FRAGMENT ]

Just... have some, okay?

[ It should be fine. He added the alcohol and honey proportionately?? Maybe a little less sweet, maybe a little sweeter, but it MOSTLY EMERGED from the third attempt unscathed. ]

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[ LOOKS.

But yes, he does grab the thermos to take an experimental sip ]

Hmmm . . . lucky for you, it tastes just fine! I won't have to throw you out for attempting to poison me.

[at_heart]

[ ...Eyebrows lift, the fluster draining out of his face. ]

For the record, this would be a terrible way to poison someone. Told you, it's not very stable.

[ Settling down beside him at the kotatsu. ]

Plus, terrible timing, when I wouldn't actually be able to tell how noticeable the arsenic was.

[ —It's possible that it's kind of nice getting to actually see Venti enjoy the tamagozake. Like. Maybe. ]

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No?

[ Lowering the thermos a little ]

So what was the price? Your sense of smell?

[forgottenmercy]

Would you, ah, like me to bring you anything...?

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Haven't worked enough already?

[forgottenmercy]

Taking care of unitmates isn't, ah, really work, to me...

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Ehe . . . how sweet, Perse.

Truthfully though, even I don't know what I need right now.

[forgottenmercy]

I could, ah, sit with you, at least...

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Well then, I gladly accept.