[ they plan to join the other three of their group eventually, but for now they are tending to titan's in the aftermath of disaster. because sometimes you need to mix some drinks and try to change some lives. we'll see.
thebe is currently just flopped on a couch with a glass in hand, but perks a little when mizuki arrives. son also lifts his head in greeting, blue eyes shining in the dim light. ]
Hey... Mizuki. [ sitting up a little straighter, but kind of sagging to the left a little. ] How're you holding up?
Cute and fruity? Oh, I can do this. Something with a splash to take the edge off, but sweet. Can do.
[ thebe will get to work, though their movements are a bit slow. still, they're deft and practiced. the pour of alcohol is small, just enough to take the harshness off the day - not to persist through the long, night. eventually, a bespoke drink is set on the table. ]
Try that...
[ there's mango, blended in with some tropical touches indicative of a sunny beach, with the warmth of just a touch of alcohol. the blue springs up, a splash of citrusy curacao at the bottom, complimentary, curling around each flavor. it's invigorating and fresh.
I don't know if it's stride, really. More like... [ Mizuki swirls the glass in her hand, gently. ] I've gone through a lot, that's all. It still bothers me, too, but... I just want to be the shoulder someone can lean on, 'cause I know how much it can hurt.
I can't imagine it not bothering anyone... [ shifting head to look at a bit more. ] That's a kindness I don't think a lot of people are willing to give. 'Least not where I'm from.
Well. You can have a shoulder here to lean on too if you ever need.
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thebe is currently just flopped on a couch with a glass in hand, but perks a little when mizuki arrives. son also lifts his head in greeting, blue eyes shining in the dim light. ]
Hey... Mizuki. [ sitting up a little straighter, but kind of sagging to the left a little. ] How're you holding up?
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The room, fortunately, isn't empty, and so in she goes. ]
Hey. I'm... I'll be okay. I was hoping I'd find you around, though.
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[ they shift a little to sit further up, but still are leaned back against the couch. ]
Would you like me to get you a drink?
[ this is allowed. on a night like tonight it's allowed. ]
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I'll take something... not super strong?
[ because last time Margaret got her whiskey she almost mcfucking died ]
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Just something to take the edge off. What kind of flavors do you like, Mizuki?
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[ thebe will get to work, though their movements are a bit slow. still, they're deft and practiced. the pour of alcohol is small, just enough to take the harshness off the day - not to persist through the long, night. eventually, a bespoke drink is set on the table. ]
Try that...
[ there's mango, blended in with some tropical touches indicative of a sunny beach, with the warmth of just a touch of alcohol. the blue springs up, a splash of citrusy curacao at the bottom, complimentary, curling around each flavor. it's invigorating and fresh.
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[ But she WILL, because Thebe is wonderful. Mizuki takes an experimental sip, brightening up by some. ]
Now that's much better!
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[ they sound pleased! a tiny happy face on the visor: (—ᴗ—)b ]
If you say your name at the bar and give it a tap, it'll send you one if I'm ever not around... Consider it thanks.
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[ She'll be responsible!! ]
You feeling okay? Y'know, after today...
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I'm still feeling pretty shitty about how all that turned out.
None of it makes sense... it was frustrating, to have to put everyone through all of that again.
[ they lean against the bar, fingers laced loosely together. ]
It's impressive... the way you take it in stride.
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[ She trails off, sipping at her drink. ]
I don't know if it's stride, really. More like... [ Mizuki swirls the glass in her hand, gently. ] I've gone through a lot, that's all. It still bothers me, too, but... I just want to be the shoulder someone can lean on, 'cause I know how much it can hurt.
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I can't imagine it not bothering anyone... [ shifting head to look at a bit more. ] That's a kindness I don't think a lot of people are willing to give. 'Least not where I'm from.
Well. You can have a shoulder here to lean on too if you ever need.
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(makes a mental note of this) ]
Thanks—who knows? Even I need it sometimes, but you look like you've super been through it. Is your arm okay?