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Xipe is still smiling down on you, birdie, how fortunate. [ although he’s interested to see how long that lasts. ] … [ aventurine bursts into a small fit of laughter as sunday rolls another six. ] Let’s see if you were right about yourself, …can you really hold all that liquor?

[ aventurine lines up the shots and downs the first two without issue, but he’s definitely starting to feel the effects with the third, fourth, and fifth. still, he leans against the bar top as he raises the sixth, eyes gleaming as he watches sunday as he doesn’t it. ] This game may not last all that long if we keep rolling like that.

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[ He's behind again. Slow to drink all the shots because they hurt going down and taste acrid. His senses are too attuned at the moment, almost like he's reliving a memory where he actually did drink this much outside of a dream. ]

I am fine. Truth this time.

[ He's not sure if he wants to chance being naked again. ]

[ this might have been a bad idea, since he doesn’t think sunday can ( and will ) outpace him… especially now. it’s not exactly fair… and he feels a bit bad, but a win’s a win. he can reconsider the rules for next round… maybe. ]

Do you miss your days of purity or have you accepted that you’re filthy… like the rest of is. All of those carnal cravings coming to fruition and pleasure~

[ His mouth feels very dry, on account of all the alcohol he drank. He doesn't want to answer, but he's too honorable to lie. ]

I am the Bronze Melodia...I cannot. I will not. I must not. Why was I appointed? Gopher Wood saw it as another avenue for control over me. You know this.

[ But he thinks he stopped wearing that title a long time ago already. ]

Must not, hm, …I think that’s a little harsh. Even you deserve to find happiness in the pleasures life has to offer. And I thought you were done with him. Haven’t you taken control of your life yet, Sunday. He can no longer control you.

I pretend I do, but days like this, I know I do not.

[ He hands the dice to Aventurine. ]

It is your turn to roll. Will it stop at six again?

…days like what. [ he covers the dice with his hand, so sunday can’t take it and roll it for him. ] Is it because we’re back here, …?

It is. I do not like the person I was when I was here any longer. There are good memories, yes, but the terrible ones outweigh them.

What I did to you...Please roll.

[ He'd do anything not to remember. ]

… [ he lifts his hand to reveal a coin, and once it begins spinning on the countertop the world around them shifts… becoming no more than a blur of colors. the coin eventually hits the table, and that’s when the room settles into an unrecognizable bar. new decor, new drinks, and new people. ]

And that’s behind us now. [ he makes no further comment, instead ordering them one shot each alongside a water. ] Just one this time. [ and he’ll let sunday win this one. ]

[ He is relieved at the change in scenery and at the one shot. He removes his vest and starts undoing buttons, making himself disheveled as he rolls up his sleeves. He does not want to wear his old uniform again as he downs the one shot glass quickly. ]

Truth or dare, Aventurine.

I see the change is helping already. Good. [ he drinks his own shot and overturns the glass. ] Dare.

[ He wipes his mouth neatly as he thinks. ]

...I dare you to dance with me. Something elegant. You can follow my steps if you do not know how.

I can assure you, birdie, I know how. [ he moves away from the bar and offers a hand to sunday. he’ll lead the former oak head in a waltz, and surprisingly he’s an incredibly good dancer… having learned to be able to entertain clients & guests alike at the parties he’s forced to attend on behalf of the ipc. ]

What do you think? Have I met your high standards~?

[ He smiles as he joins him in the waltz, following him step for step as his head inclines closer, forehead brushing Aventurine's. ]

You have.

[ He suddenly switches to leading so he can spin Aventurine around and dip him elegantly. ]

The Harmony would be proud you could successfully stay on rhythm.

Did you have doubts, birdie? [ he doesn’t try to wrestle the lead back from sunday and instead just accepts the spin and subsequent dip. ] I have all sorts of tricks up my sleeve.

[ Dryly: ] Your are replete with many layers, yes. Very complex. Very fascinating.

Would you like to another round of shots?

Heh. No need to blow smoke. [ he taps his nose. ] Are you sure that's a good idea? I think you might be getting a little tipsy.

[ Sits down as straight as he can. ]

I am not that tipsy. I thought I was dancing just fine. Come oooo~on, one more round.

Fine, but just one more round. 12 shots is already a lot. [ he rolls the dice across the bar counter top… 4. ] 4 this time. [ he’s thankful it’s not another 6. ]

[ he pours them for the two of them and then nods at sunday. ] Ready… go. [ he drinks slower this time, because he’s already tipsy and he doesn’t want to throw up. ]

[ He does try and get all four down quickly, which he's sure he will regret later. He's already starting to regret it a bit now as he tries to mask a soft burp. ]

Alright...Truth or dare.

What was that, birdie, … [ he reaches over to tap his lips. ] Trying to hide your satisfaction from me~?

Dare.

[ He covers his mouth as his burp comes out as more of a hiccup before nodding. ]

I dare you to...touch the wings of the first Halovian you see.

[ He's the only Halovian in this dream, but that's beside the point. ]

I think that’s going to be a simple task… [ he shuts his eyes and then opens them. ] I see you, birdie. [ he steps forward and cups his cheeks, rubbing his wings are their base before slowly moving his fingers along them toward their tips. ] How’s this?

[ His eyes fall shut, leaning into it as the flush spreads over his face. He would be purring if he could. Who thought anything could feel so delightful?

Both his hands curl along Aventurine's waist to anchor himself as the bliss threatens to make him float away ]

Come closer. I want to touch you, too.

...y'know, you look like you're ready to burst, birdie. [ he lets himself be pulled closer, their waists bumping as he hums. ] How about this? [ he pops out a cute fluffy tail and a pair of ears. ] You can pet me.

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