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[evoluer]

overflow and things.

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@dejimon

[evoluer]

[ from here ]

Why the sudden curiosity?

[rikugan]

no particular reason?
it just seems like a fun convo to have w you

[evoluer]

Well, if you're really asking ... some tea would be nice.

[rikugan]

only tea?

[evoluer]

That's the most important part.

[rikugan]

so what happens after the tea is fair game?

[evoluer]

You think it's that easy, do you?
I happen to take it quite seriously.

[rikugan]

no i didnt think it would be that easy
itd just suit me more

[evoluer]

If I don't decide to throw you out on your ass.

@rehabilitations

[evoluer]

[ from here ]
[ rip at them with their horrible doctor cr.... but honestly sigewinne is an angel compared to tae ]

Believe me, she will if she hears what you've been doing.

[rehabilitations]

[ she's cuter too. but u didn't hear that from him. ]

so you'd betray me by telling her
that's cold, your grace.

[ haha bc of his cryo vision, get it?? he thinks he's so funny. ]

[evoluer]

I don't see it as betrayal. More like an intervention.

[ smh akira..... ]

[rehabilitations]

[ damn, tough crowd. ]

is my behavior so reprehensible to warrant one?

[evoluer]

Shouldn't you have something better to do than run after an old man for a fight?

[rehabilitations]

does it really bother you?

[evoluer]

About stunting your growth, maybe.
Surely it can't be that fun.

[rehabilitations]

for what it's worth, it's been a learning experience for me.
so, I should really be thanking you for your time.

( woke up in your orbit now where do i start )

[evoluer]

[ look im too embarrassed to post this anywhere else so i guess we're going for it ... ]

[ when it comes to drama and spectacle, fontaine certainly doesn't lack for any choice of entertainment ... and one of the biggest and most anticipated event of the season would be the midwinter ball held at opera epiclese on the longest night of the year. everybody who is anybody in the court are most cordially invited, and the duke certainly is not an exception to that rule. which explains why he's been dragging his feet on it for the past few months, trying to find an excuse to not attend.

unluckily for him, everyone else seems much too considerate for his quote-unquote, "welfare" for his comfort. lady furina has presented him with an elaborate five layer haute couture garment (which he promptly reduced to two, pleading the fifth) and the iudex, normally a strict workaholic and therefore his last remaining hope, has gone behind his back to deal with, or otherwise engage someone else to take over, all of the upcoming judicial administration for a whole week prior. which really leaves wriothesley with an even more free time than he is used to, much less come up with an excuse.

he is, in this present moment, contemplating whether he could conveniently trip down the stairs from his office and sprain an ankle, upon the last hour before the event. not that it is at all possible for him to do so - wriothesley knows full well how even after years of apparent stability, everything can come crashing down due to a careless mistake - but you know what, it's still fun to think about. at least it stops him from thinking about the next few hours ahead.

it is more out of distraction than not that he will send a message; after all, wriothesley knows full well that akira splits seconds upon seconds at working odd jobs; the cafe lucerne being the least of his haunts. it's honestly a miracle that he even has the time to pester wriothesley for another round of sparring. ]

What're you doing tonight?

[ honestly he doesn't mean for it to sound the way it does .... forgive. ]

closes my eyes pt 2

[rehabilitations]

[ akira is still relatively new to the fontaine's love of drama and spectacle, but he gets it—the glitz and glamor never fails to dazzle, and even if he's left his more... showier days behind, a part of him still misses it in some way. once an adrenaline junkie, always an adrenaline junkie.

which means, yes, he's heard of the midwinter ball; everyone has, at this point, no matter if they're part of the court or not. so while wriothesley drags his feet trying to get out of attending, akira has been pulling double shifts at chioriya and cafe lucerne, helping to alleviate the anticipated spike in commissions and prep for the catering menu at the ball. his normal schedule has always been a very carefully managed balancing act, but it's safe to say the couple weeks leading up to the big event had effectively eaten most of his free time, an uncharacteristic radio silence from his end.

now that the final day has arrived, things are mostly squared away, and it's on his lunch break that akira gets the text, slumped in a chair in the kitchen at lucerne. the incongruity of the message and the sender manages to wake him up a little, double checking the caller id just to make sure he's not actually hallucinating it from lack of sleep.

like, on the one hand, wriothesley is texting him. on the other hand, wriothesley is texting him and asking what he's doing tonight? no, akira, it's not a booty call. ]

laundry and dishes

[ he's still trying to wrap his head around it, give him a minute. ]

need something?

[evoluer]

[ of all the things he was expecting akira to say, laundry and dishes certainly were not in the top five ... or ten, for that matter. it makes wriothesley snort, tipping his head to glance at the clock on his desk. ]

Sound relaxing. [ not. wriothesley isn't much of a domestic type (after all, why should he when he could easily get someone else to do it for him?) and honestly, it sounds boring ... a sentiment he is sure is shared between the two. akira hasn't bothered him in a while, and knowing the other's hectic schedule at any given time, he can rightfully guess as to what he would have been up to instead of these mundane household tasks. ]

I was wondering if you'd like to come reap the benefits of your hard work tonight.

[ he knows that the cafe lucerne has been selected to handle most of the catering for the ball tonight, knowing their archon's fondness for their cakes. ]

But no doubt you have responsibilities to tend to.

[rehabilitations]

[ such is life, when you're working class and living alone. he'd be more regretful about saying laundry and dishes if he wasn't already exhausted enough at this point, but he suspects wriothesley may appreciate the honesty anyway, as unexpected as it is.

more importantly, there's a lot to unpack here, because it sounds oddly like— ]

don't tell me you put off finding a date for tonight

[evoluer]

[ it should be embarrassing how easily akira sees through the small talk, but wriothesley is too tired and too given up with life and the state of affairs to feel it. ] You got me.

[ look, nobody said he wasn't honest. ]

As much as it's a waste of time, I have to show my face to these things.
Unless you would rather fold socks. I'm sure they'd appreciate it.

[rehabilitations]

[ it's the max intelligence stat, baybee. or, more accurately, wriothesley isn't that hard to read if he picks at him enough and knows where to look. and, all right, at the end of the day it's hard not to feel more than a little flattered when the duke himself asks you to be his plus one, last resort or not. when is he ever going to get the chance to go to a needlessly fancy ball anyway?? never, probably.

or maybe he's just that far gone. but that's between him and god. ]

so am I going as myself cleaned up or am I wearing a dress?

[ genuine question. he's a nobody in the grand scheme of things, but he's also not trying to make things more difficult than it really needs to be for wriothesley. ]

im going to hell for this freals

[evoluer]

[ akira should be flattered that wriothesley even asked him. not for those (unhealthy god-fearing) reasons, but because he can be kind of obtuse when it comes to things like this ... as sharp as he can be about resolving work-related crisis, the fact that he enjoys akira's company more than what he strictly lets on hasn't really hit him yet.

besides, this is a fancy event with fancy food, and if akira asked nicely they could even doggy bag some for him after? maybe? ]

You have a dress handy?

[ it's a genuine question, one that makes wriothesley snort. ]

Just come as yourself. That's what I like best.

screams

[rehabilitations]

I'm always prepared

[ and he's just going to leave it at that because he has more important things to focus on in this moment like just come as yourself and that's what i like best and it's a very good thing he's alone on his break because he can't imagine what anyone would say to the way he looks right now. his entire face is on fire, flushed all the way to his ears, and he has to put his phone down and hold his head in his hands for a few seconds to get his shit together.

wriothesley is so obtuse. admittedly, it's one of the things akira likes about him because it's fun to see how far he can go, to see what finally breaks through that icy exterior. but he also hates how he is so obtuse he can just say things like that so plainly, so simply, with no idea about the things they do to akira. ]

what color is your suit?