[there's a pause, and then they reach into their sleeve. they pull out a bottle of wine? it's a dark red wine in a clear bottle, and they move across the room to set it next to gu yun on the chair.]
I've been interrogated all morning. [they say, dryly.]
he takes the corkscrew when offered, though, and plants the bottle between his thighs to hold it still, so he can get the cork off with all of the practiced skills of an alcoholic. ] Everyone here drinks their wine Western, don't they...
[ but, he pours a nice glass for pride, and one for himself, and then passes it over to them. ]
Hmm... outside of Great Liang. That probably doesn't mean anything to you, either. Imported, I suppose - it's a different style of liquor than what we drink, but I don't care either way.
[ oooo he's definitely looking. claws, gold bands... ] Did you pick our color theme?
Well, I'm honored by your courtesy and kindness. [ gu yun's manners always sound like a tiny bit sarcastic, but, he's pleased by it. raising his glass! ]
Cheers. [ a beat, before he pauses with the rim at his lips - ] I hope you aren't trying to poison me.
[ with a wink, he takes a drink!
not. not that poison would do much. high poison resistance ]
[ he doesn’t know that!!!!!!! wait dammit now I have medicine questions
anyway! that answer gets him snickering again, as he swallows - it really is very good. ] All that ominous talk earlier makes sense. Remind me not to get on your bad side!
Mm... [they swirl the wine in their glass.] You are the most important person in the room. So act like it. Make someone worship you. Win effortlessly at something.
[they glance at him, and this is almost teasing:] Sleep with someone in public. I'm sure you have no shortage of people wanting.
his hearing is not in fact broken yet, so he listens carefully to each of those, chewing them over - and that last line ends up getting him grinning again. gu yun leans forward, batting his eyelashes, playful. ]
Oh~? Are you saying I'm desirable, Pride? I'll swoon.
You might be the first to say that. [ but, his gaze is bright and steady, and pride is right - he's telling the truth. the marquis of order isn't really someone with a lot of free time.
he's not expecting the response back - gu yun's brows raise, and then, his expression brightens again, much less shitty in his smile. ] Well, look at that! There's something else we have in common. A couple of virgins, dropped in here and expected to sleep around. Guess we'll have to figure it out together.
[ wink. okay, that part's a little shitty. ]
So, what's your preferred form of indulgence, then? [ he gives a little wiggle of the glass in his hand. ] This's mine.
It's good - you've got good taste. [ it is! imported and all. gu yun takes another sip of it, eyes twinkling a bit even with that discomfort. gu yun's long learned to make jokes about the things he's uncomfortable with (mostly), so. very healthy.
as he finishes, he tips his head back, curious. ] What do you mean by that?
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[ an interesting question, though. gu yun's eyes are sharp and clever (haha), even if his smile hasn't budged, and there's a tease in his voice. ]
I usually like a glass of wine with my interrogations, you know.
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I've been interrogated all morning. [they say, dryly.]
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Fair enough. Drink with me? Maybe I'll answer a question or two in exchange.
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[they just pull two wine glasses out of their sleeves, hello? they hand one to him.]
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Got a corkscrew in there, while you're at it? Knife'll do in a pinch. [ lolol ]
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[they sound irritated about this. but they do have a corkscrew, so they'll hand it to him.]
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[ our kitchen knives...
he takes the corkscrew when offered, though, and plants the bottle between his thighs to hold it still, so he can get the cork off with all of the practiced skills of an alcoholic. ] Everyone here drinks their wine Western, don't they...
[ but, he pours a nice glass for pride, and one for himself, and then passes it over to them. ]
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[they will take the glass, though. as they do, their sleeve slips. there are two gold bands tattooed around their wrist.]
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[ oooo he's definitely looking. claws, gold bands... ] Did you pick our color theme?
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[... they pull their sleeves back down over their hands.] No. Pride is gold. For whatever reason.
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Cheers. [ a beat, before he pauses with the rim at his lips - ] I hope you aren't trying to poison me.
[ with a wink, he takes a drink!
not. not that poison would do much. high poison resistance ]
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anyway]
If I were going to, I wouldn't do it where someone could walk in. [they say, dryly.] I'm not an amateur.
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anyway! that answer gets him snickering again, as he swallows - it really is very good. ] All that ominous talk earlier makes sense. Remind me not to get on your bad side!
[ teehee ]
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[they seem almost like they're joking, at least. they take a sip of their wine - the glass vanishes into the depths of the hood.]
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... This place is stranger by the moment.
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[he can't see their face but there's definitely the air of an eyebrow being raised from pride's tone.]
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[ did you say something, pride?
anyway, ] So, we're supposed to indulge pridefully. What does that mean, exactly? I suppose besides boasting, that seems like the easy way out.
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Mm... [they swirl the wine in their glass.] You are the most important person in the room. So act like it. Make someone worship you. Win effortlessly at something.
[they glance at him, and this is almost teasing:] Sleep with someone in public. I'm sure you have no shortage of people wanting.
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his hearing is not in fact broken
yet, so he listens carefully to each of those, chewing them over - and that last line ends up getting him grinning again. gu yun leans forward, batting his eyelashes, playful. ]Oh~? Are you saying I'm desirable, Pride? I'll swoon.
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That was - not an invitation. [they take another sip of wine. or like, a gulp. don't judge them.]
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Would you believe me if I told you I've never been intimate with someone?
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Mm. I'm not sure you'd lie about something like that. [their hood tilts just slightly to the side.
they seem to struggle for a moment, and then:] I am not - experienced. Either.
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he's not expecting the response back - gu yun's brows raise, and then, his expression brightens again, much less shitty in his smile. ] Well, look at that! There's something else we have in common. A couple of virgins, dropped in here and expected to sleep around. Guess we'll have to figure it out together.
[ wink. okay, that part's a little shitty. ]
So, what's your preferred form of indulgence, then? [ he gives a little wiggle of the glass in his hand. ] This's mine.
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It certainly isn't sex. [they say flatly. but.] I enjoy wine, as well. This is... what you're drinking is my favorite.
It's the only indulgence I have the space for.
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as he finishes, he tips his head back, curious. ] What do you mean by that?
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