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[outofoffice]

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

[ what the fuck. ]

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[at_heart]

Yeah, we're definitely going downstairs to shower. We can bring sIV bath stuff with us, if he made a specific request on how you smell.

[ Feel free to ask about this absolute certainty but it sure is absolute to the point where Lupine is already heading back towards the door. ]

[sangreine]

[ She's not going to ask, because who cares? She doesn't assume it's anything sinister like blood showers (which one might think would sound good to vampire but they sure would not), more a comfort level with his own space. So fine, downstairs. She follows him without making it a thing. ]

Just that I not smell like blood. His only specific request needs a little effort, I think. I wonder how I'd even request a flower-scent I've never heard of. It must be from his world.

I feel bad, I didn't even think about how the smell might bother people. But in my defense for this particular day, he's the one who dragged me back here. [ Yeah, she feels guilty. ]

[at_heart]

[ gdi sIV why are you so sinister ] [ He doesn't immediately reply, but once they're out in the hallway, he absolutely says over his shoulder, ]

Yeah, and that part is why we're not washing anybody's hair here. [ Lipquirk. ] Unless you wanna risk making the smell worse before we make it better.

[ It's a few more seconds, and he's already hit the call button for the elevator, before 'in my defense' seems to settle on him. ]

—I mean, I'm pretty sure he would've said something earlier if it usually bothered him that much. It's probably at least half because of the game.

[sangreine]

-- Oh. In the showers, too? [ She pulls a grossed out face. Stale blood run through pipes sounds gross even to her. ]

I know it's partly the game, but even so. My conscience gets on me sometimes about needing to drink blood in the first place, the last thing I want to do is subject anyone else to smelling it.

1/

[at_heart]

In the showers, too.

[ is this going to help you at all, we'll see ]

2/

[at_heart]

Yeah? S'not very fair of your conscience. [ Breezy. ] Besides, not everyone minds the smell.

[ Like him. Just as a random example. Oh, sure, that memory with its bloodstained torture dungeon, he hadn't liked that, but he finds fights that don't draw any blood at all kind of boring. A little blood is just — spice. Flavor. And it's not like he didn't deliberately cut himself on Valor and Venti's teeth during Monster Bingo despite being a were and a nymph himself, and that was...

How did he get started thinking about this? ]

[at_heart]

[ o hay elevator ding ] [ in he gets ]

But whatever, we'll find a flower you like.

[sangreine]

Consciences don't much care for logic. [ Hers is all over the place, all the time. And when it shuts up that's when she likes herself the least because she's allowing her darker side to emerge. ]

I honestly don't care which flower, except roses. This isn't for me --

[ Wait a minute. ]

You don't mind the blood smell? [ Soooooooo does that mean he won't mind if she asks for some of his before they clean up? Because she's desperately thirsty, and only hadn't asked because she figured everyone was a tad squeamish about blood just now. ]

[at_heart]

[ ...Are they? His is pretty consistent. A curious glance at her, but while he makes note of it, he allows the subject change with a half-smile. ]

I really don't. [ Pressing the basement button. ] C'mon, you're surprised? When you like to fight, you'd better be okay with coppery smells.

[ Beat. It would be understandable if he weren't up for the smell right now, though. After today's game, a lot of the players probably won't even want to think about blood for the next — week, being generous.

...But he feels fine on that score. Maybe because Luce was the last thing he 'ate', and Luce didn't taste even slightly like blood?

Lupine adds, helpful: ]

Got two recharges before we left the tower.

[sangreine]

[ slkfjsdlgj she wraps her arms around herself, what is it with her and this elevator ]

You can't say something like that to me right now.

[at_heart]

[ A muffled chuckle, but oh that does not help his smirk. ]

Oh yeah? Thirsty~? Gosh, you should've said something.

[ And then obviously he would've just opened a vein, instead of what's happening now, which is a tiny bit teasing. Flirty teasing. ]

[sangreine]

[ This is revenge for the Eternal Thirst effect, isn't it! Which -- okay, fair. ]

I didn't want to make anyone at sIV any sicker. For all I knew until just now, you felt the same way.

But yes, if you must know. It's my punishment from the game. I was handling it pretty well until you decided to be a tease. [ This is equal parts complaint and compliment. ]

[at_heart]

[ Honestly, as soon as he figures out it's the only thing he can stand eating for the next few days, he'll — either be better or much worse, stay tuned to find out. ] [ Lupine's grin stretches wider. Wow, he hasn't actually gotten to play this game with her yet, has he.

Tugging the collar of his shirt down, exposing more of his neck... ]

Who, me?

[ Ding. ] [ Out of the elevator smoothly, his phone already up for the scanner to get them into LiliS. ]

[sangreine]

[ She can't take her eyes off that collar, and her eyes start glowing. Fantastic. She forces her eyes shut and tries to think about anything but his heartbeat in her ears. ]

Careful. [ Tease her too much and this might flip from amusing to dangerous. ]

[ She tries to keep a bit of distance between them as they step onto the landing, but she keeps inching closer. ]

[at_heart]

[ He's a little bit terrible about teasing vampires with his neck when he has the chance, honestly. Which is why you should be terrible to him in turn. Maybe you can Ren both. ]

I'm always careful.

[ With an honest-to-god wink over his shoulder at her. He heads deeper into the dorm, making his way towards the bathing room.

(This is about to be a persuasive argument for him to shell out the points to get himself a private bathroom, isn't it.) ]

[sangreine]

Did you just wink at me? [ Cheeky bastard. And yes she's going to be as persuasive as she possibly can, which is to say better get that door locked damn fast. ]

I certainly hope you're prepared to pay for that. [ All of that, in perpetuity. ]

[ Following him then, not too closely until they actually get the door shut. ]

[at_heart]

[ Laughter, warm and low. Lupine will close the door behind her. There're multiple shower stalls in here, but not a tub, and it's very clearly utilitarian, however nice in its construction. ] [ He grins at her, bright. ]

Do you wanna get a drink now, or after we've rinsed off, or — during?

[sangreine]

I have to choose?

[ She tugs her corset laces open and starts working them loose. ] Shirt off, at least. I don't want any more whining about smells when we get back.

[ He'd best be quick about it, since as soon as her laces have enough give to get the front busk of her corset open she unfastens and removes it entirely, then approaches him with her flaring eyes locked on his neck. Now, it is. (And later, perhaps, but before all the flowery scents happen.) ]

[at_heart]

[ His eyes brighten in response, but he's quick to shed his own top; working on the front of his pants, when she starts eyeing his neck. ]

Good enough?

[sangreine]

For now. [ She's not even entirely sure that she spoke aloud, since she's focused with pinpoint acuity on his pulse fluttering beneath his skin. Her glowing red eyes flick up just enough to ensure she's got permission (and that's a near thing) before she approaches and -- grabs him. Thank goodness they know each other enough for her to presume he's okay with it. ]

[ One hand has an iron grip on his bicep, the other twists in a handful of hair and yanks his head back. She'd normally tease him a bit, but not just now. The best she can do is dragging her fangs down his neck, scoring twin dropping lines of red which she laps up with a shiver. (Venti can heal him up when they get back, or someone at sIV can, not that she's so concerned about that at the moment.) ]

[at_heart]

[ Oh, but that's so what he was aiming for, and the way she pulls his hair — well. Lupine hisses, but when he catches her shoulder, it's very much just to... hold her in place.

Yeah, you've — you've got permission, fuck. ]

[sangreine]

[ She actually moans as more of his blood drizzles into her mouth, and the lines she's cutting into his neck widen as her fangs push in further -- not too far, and she catches herself there, just barely. ]

[ Ending up down at his collarbone, she's done waiting and just bites down hard, impulsive and rough in a way she's typically not. Is careful to avoid. She growls as she drinks from him, too greedy to care just yet about how much she's taking. ]

[at_heart]

[ Overflow! ]