Entertaining...

[seiryu_general]

[RL - somewhere in Othello's Hell]Othello sat back from the computer and stretched his arms with an audible sigh; he'd spent so long on the thing, his fingers were starting to ache. Maybe he'd just sit down and relax for a while. Humming softly to himself, he rose from his seat and headed for his drinks cabinet, pouring a generous whisky and

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[tyki_tock]

Tyki had been rather busy over the last few days. He was also still clawed up from his encounter with Grimmjow the day before, but his interaction over the internet with this interesting Othello character had continued slowly until just now.

Zechs was busy, and Tyki was bored. He had just gone to check in with his Duke, and now would not be missed.

Seeing the invitation, he shrugged and opened a doorway to where Othello was.

From the other man's perspective, Tyki simply stepped through his wall into his room, glancing around with gold eyes at their surroundings. He saw the other man sitting in the chair, drinking whiskey, and he smirked. "Got enough for me?" he purred.

[seiryu_general]

"Depends how much you think you can handle."

Without skipping a beat, Othello calmly took hold of the bottle, poured out another glass and handed it to the newcomer, approval flashing in his eyes as he took in Tyki's appearance. Othello was notoriously hard to surprise or shock; he acted as if Tyki's sudden appearance were no more unexpected than the drawing of another breath.

[tyki_tock]

Tyki took the glass and raised it to his lips to taste, noting Othello's lack of outward surprise with interest. He moved closer and positioned himself near the other man, leaning his hip against the desk.

"I can handle quite a lot," he said in a low purr.

[seiryu_general]

"Oh?" Othello smiled in reply, also sipping at his own drink. So far, Tyki had impressed him with his boldness and charm. He ran a slender finger about the rim of his glass and chuckled quietly to himself. "I look forward to finding out how much is 'quite a lot'."