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Who: Noric, Tempest, Xavier
When: Day 113, evening
Where: Apartment Upsilon
What: alas for Kalidas's booze supply

Now, hm... how much do you have, Tempest? I only have a bottle and a half left myself.

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[makes a face]

But I am trying to stick to one language.

Drunk. Drunk works.

Yes. Drunk.

[sits back down on the couch. Or more like flops]

[watching her, kind of dazed]

Are you going to be able to go home tonight?

Mm? Yes, I think so. I am not that bad off.

I am only thinking of the stairs.

I should be fine . . .

I don't... don't think I can offer to walk you home..

Mm, no, I think you should stay put, dear. I will manage.

To the door, then?

. . . can you make it to the door?

Yes I can make it to the door.

[getting up! ...catches hold of the couch because he is unsteady as hell.]

[. . .

Bursts into giggles and offers a hand]

[takes it]

You're a real gentleman.

[pffft]

I am quite gentlemanly, yes?

Very.

[let's head to the door]

[slowly and wobbly]

You are quite the gentleman as well.

[yup we are the coolest]

So... two gentlemen?

Yes, two gentlemen.

Then as a gentleman... as a gentleman, I bid you good night.

[. . . laughs and leans up to kiss his cheek]

Good night, Noric. Thank you for having me over.

Thank you for joining us. Mind the stairs, mmm?

Yes yes, I will.

[headin' on out]

[waves goodbye before shutting the door.]

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