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[vocarrah]

So, ah.

Would anyone care to come visit? I can offer a much more...ah, intimate way to get warm. I'm sure you'd know I'm a most gracious host.

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[unphase]

Yes. It's pitiful. How long are we expected to live like this?

[she cuddles in and she can feel the sigh travel through him as though it was going through her own body. she is a creature who is used to her comforts, it's nice to be in similar company]

[vocarrah]

At the very least, I was assured the more...ah, technologically-minded? Among us are working on things. Rey, in particular. Do you know Lady Rey? I'm sure we'll have something at the Speakeasy soon enough. [A pause.] I hope.

[unphase]

[he's warm. and so is the blanket. she is eating this up and is way into you personal space and thinks nothing of it] No, I don't know her. Should I? [she nods] I've been to the Speakeasy a time or two. It's hard to get served. No one takes me seriously when I tell them I'm a grown-up. And I really hope they have something soon.

[vocarrah]

[Oh, Ianchus isn't someone picky about personal space. Who's the one who put a booty call out to the Network, ah?

Still, he looks a little surprised.] They won't serve you?

[unphase]

[he did. but her mother always taught her to keep a polite distance from others]

No. At least most of the bartenders won't. They say I'm too young and to check back when I'm twenty-one. That's forever away from now.

Ianchus "bad influence" Cepheos

[vocarrah]

Ah?
[How barbarous. He can't even imagine--twenty-one? He'd have shriveled up if he'd had to wait until twenty one.]

That's...seven? Six more years for you? Ah! How does one expect you to survive this cold...a second.

[He reaches over the edge of the loveseat, reaching down to pull out a half-empty bottle of wine. He keeps it close, of course. A bit more rummaging and he extracts two glasses as well. He offers her one.

I'm sorry, didn't you mean "Best Influence"?

[unphase]

[she doesn't get it, either. it seems a little ridiculous to her]

Six whole years! I better not be here six sprocking years from now. I'll go insane. And I don't know, I guess I'll just turn into a popsicle. And, okay?

[her curiosity turns into delight when he unearths the wine bottle and the two wine glasses and she gives him a gleeful smile]

Thank you, you're the best!

[vocarrah]

'The best'? Ah, continue to feed me such lovely compliments and I'll grow fat with ego. Careful, careful!
[Ianchus is deft at pouring for two, and he offers Tinya's to her with a flourish.]

That said. [His own is raised in a toast.] To warmth and company?

[unphase]

[she giggles] All right, I'll be moderate in my compliments from now on. Better?

[she takes her glass and immediately raises it to toast]

To warmth and company. [she echos and taps his glass with hers]

[vocarrah]

Better.
[He takes a drink, enjoying the warmth of the wine in his breast--he knows there's not much, so he savors it, glancing down at his guest, seeing how she likes it.]

[unphase]

Thank you.

[and she takes a drink as well. it's much better than the little bits of wine here and there she's managed to sweet talk the bartenders into and it warms her up from the inside out]

This is really good. Where'd you get it from?

[vocarrah]

Our own speakeasy, believe it or not. Lady Rey is kind enough to let me take some of her stock from time to time. Although...

[He lets out a sigh.] With it being a limited resource, I suppose I should return the rest. A shame!

[unphase]

Really? She must be saving the special stuff for you because the few times I've managed to get served, it wasn't anywhere near as good.

[reluctantly] I guess. It's only fair.