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Who: Reza & Kamil
What:Drinking contest round one
When: After this post.
Where: Kamil's house
Warnings: ahaha

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[analyzingly]

This whole conversation about his shirtless - and possibly naked, although he knew full well that all of those pictures involved him clothed - pictures was driving him to having a drink much, much faster. Eliza and Gaige had joined, and just..

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh.

Kamil heard the doorbell and left his office, going straight to the door and looking through the peephole. Oh, look, his visitor. He opened the door as he cleared his throat, "Evening, Reza."

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She was in a good mood after all that, so offering him a little twitch of a smile she offered the plastic bag with the wine.

"Hello boss."

Seeing him frustrated was hilariously amusing.

[analyzingly]

"I'm sure you enjoyed that whole fiasco," he sighed, taking the bottles from her before he stepped away to put them down.

He was going to find the keywords for those pictures and make sure not to use them unless he actually meant to. At least no one could connect him being a General to his actions on the entry.

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Reza paused for a moment and followed him inside, waiting to shut the door before she smirked widely. "Harem guy with an insecurity complex, I loved every minute of it."

"Did you start drinking without me?"

[analyzingly]

He looked back at her over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow, "Insecurity complex? Far from it. Harem guy? Doesn't exist."

"No, although I was planning on taking a shot or two before you got here," he turned into a family/entertainment room, going to the bar across from the doorway. He put the wine bottles down before he went back to the doorway, looking at her. "You can lock the front door and come in. I'm not a vampire," he joked.

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Reza shook her head, "It sure didn't look like that from where I was sitting." she called in a rather cheerfully mocking tone before shutting the door behind her and locking it.

Blinking a little she rolled her eyes and followed him into the family room. Reza being Reza- of course headed for the bar without giving the room much of a glance. She wasn't here to tour his house.

[analyzingly]

The general just sighed and brought out a few shotglasses, as well as several actual drinking glasses. "So what would you like to use for this drinking match?" He put a bottle of whiskey on top of the bar, as well as some vodka. The wine bottles got put onto the shelf with some other wines.

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Reza placed her elbows on the counter and peered at what he was doing. "Well, I see you favor some hard drinks." She wagged a finger in the direction of the vodka. It didn't really matter much with what they started.

"Vodka will do."

[analyzingly]

"I do. I hope that's not a problem," he took two of the drinking glasses and filled them up with some ice cubes. "So, straight drinks or shots first?

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As if she'd ever admit a little discomfort like that to him of all people. Reza shrugged, "Whatever,"

"Shots are always a good place to start." And then she could begin asking him questions, when he seemed a bit less tense.

Ah well.