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[noirneath]

[ALCOHOL

ALCOHOL EVERYWHERE.

... by which I mean, one of Fallen London's residents has commandeered the dining room for what looks to be a nice, one-person wine tasting party! The table has been cleared of food and is littered with a variety thankfully still mostly-filled wine bottles (he has not let himself go that much). The variety is vast,

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[handsoffmyskirt]

[Guess who doesn't really approve of your alcohol? That's right, Miss Aoko Nakamori that would be frowning heavily but considering how long it's been since she's seen Kaito...

Yeah, she's just going to stand and stare. completely speechless. As she tried to work up the nerve to move a little closer.]

[noirneath]

[Tilts his head at her, recognizing her immediately as Aoko-- but definitely not his]

Aaaah, what do we have here...? Curiosity?

[handsoffmyskirt]

[...He's different. Still unmistakably Kaito but something about him feels... different.]

Ah! Sorry! I didn't mean to stare! [she quickly bows in apology.]

I just wasn't expecting you.

[noirneath]

[He quirks an eyebrow at the bow]

Now now, Miss Aoko, alternate dimensions or not, there's no need for such formalities.

[samurai_error]

[Alcohol? Oh, so there. This Shinichi pick up a wine bottle consideringly. The label does not mean much to him currently, but he is willing to learn.]

They do say that sake is better shared. Would you welcome company?

[noirneath]

[Takes a moment to assess this Shinichi's apperance, before a slow grin curls up the corners of his lips]

Drinking alone is always a tragic event. You are more than welcome to help yourself.

[samurai_error]

It would not be meet of me to allow such a tragic event to occur.

[Shinichi bows politely before retrieving a wine glass for himself from another table and helping himself to a seat.]

What are we drinking?

[noirneath]

Wine, of course! A wide variety-- what is more to your taste, red or white?

[Sitting up to start going through bottles]

[momenttolose]

[... this is not a sight he is used to.

Especially since he has seemingly just exited a linen closet, which he is now regarding with some amount of puzzlement that he then directs to the various bottles littered around the drunken magician]

... I believe you are still under-aged for this amount of alcohol consumption, Kuroba.

[noirneath]

[...

Well. That is a face he hasn't seen in the Neath in a loooong time. There's a slight pause in his movements as he regards the blond curiously (warily?), but it's very momentarily and easy to miss. And then he's grinning again, playfully]

I think I'm perfectly old enough to be engaging in this sort of behavior, thank you.

[ENGLISH ACCENT???]

[momenttolose]

[. . . my worldview. what have you just done to it--no, wait.

voice mimicry? only just the accent. yes, this would be the reasonable explanation.]

While you might feel that way, that doesn't mean you should feel the need to mock me while inebriated.

[noirneath]

Inebriated? My dear Hakuba, I have barely even begun to scratch the surface of this delightful spread of unfamiliar wine.

[his grin widens]

Or of mocking, either.

[azurebeneath]

Up to your old habits again, I see.

[makes a snatch for his glass]

[noirneath]

[yanks the glass away from her before he can]

Everyone seems to be lacking in manners today. I've hardly had any, if it eases your mind.