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[leonheartedly]

I know. You could always try to start planning something here . . . I'm sure there's plenty of others who could offer better advice than me. That way when you go back, you've got some idea of what you can do.

It's possible. I know there's bulbs in these things but I think they're weaker, they wouldn't be able to handle a brighter flash . . . [he trails off, thoughtful]

[noarchitact]

...mm, but that's something for another time. I'm not interested in doing much thinking today. I'll ask Red about those flash bangs though, and a dim light for the path wouldn't be so bad as long as it helps illuminate things just a bit. [ he waves his hand, taking his mug and sipping at the wine again. ] ...as good as this is I really wish we had something harder.

[leonheartedly]

Mmm, when you feel like thinking again let me know if there's any way I can help. [he snorts, glancing down at his own mug],/small> I know what you mean. Doesn't exactly work fast enough, right.

[noarchitact]

I'll be sure to pester you when I want to go ahead with my plans. [ he shakes his head. ] No, it doesn't, and I'm more interested in getting drunk than I am enjoying the drink, if that makes sense. [ he slumps against the machine. ] I just want to forget these past couple of days.

[leonheartedly]

I offered, so it's not pestering.

[he glances over to give Kaveh a wry look] You mean people drink to enjoy it? News to me. But I know what you mean - and I know it's been rougher for you.

[noarchitact]

I think most people drink 'sociably'. [ and for fun. ] I can enjoy it... but I have the ulterior motive of getting drunk, so I can just... well, you seem to know. [ so he can avoid thinking about how much of a shit show things have become. ] I guess I'm just going to have to see how many mugs of wine it takes. It'll be good to know, if nothing else.

[leonheartedly]

Heh, I do know. Unfortunately. [speaking of, he's going to get a little more. And also tease] Am I gonna have to carry you back to Bluebell after this?

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[noarchitact]

[noarchitact]

[noarchitact]

Would you carry me back?

[leonheartedly]

If I have to.

[noarchitact]

I think you're going to have to. [ especially since he's going to refill his mug again. ]

[leonheartedly]

[he looks Fantasia up and down, assessing.

Then drinks like half of his mug, grinning after]

Piece of cake.

[noarchitact]

Oh? You think you could do it no problem?

[leonheartedly]

I know I can do it, easily.

[noarchitact]

Prove it.

[leonheartedly]

. . . [putting the mug down]

Put down your drink.

[noarchitact]

[ setting his mug down… once he’s finished his drink. he’s finally starting to feel tipsy, so clearly this is the perfect time for this. ] Let’s see what you’ve got.

[leonheartedly]

[as soon as the mug is set down, Tyr steps closer and just - scoops Fantasia up bridal style with almost no effort]

Proof enough?

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[noarchitact]

[noarchitact]

[ I don’t know what I expected. ]

[noarchitact]

…yes.

[leonheartedly]

[he snorts out a laugh and sets Fantasia back down]

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[noarchitact]

[noarchitact]

[ this is embarrassing.
he's not drunk enough for this. ]