hotel: lup

[shaft]

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[evocationary]

[not a single person in this place eats unless lup makes them so i doubt that]

Yeah, those are my thoughts too. [blows a raspberry.] Makes me not want to do a murder if that's what's waiting for me if I'm caught!

[don't joke about that]

[shaft]

[ Don't worry, he just looks amused. ]

What sort of execution would you pick then?

[evocationary]

Oh, you know. One where they serve me ice cream and then hit me with a brick, I guess.

[shaft]

[ He snorts, sipping the soup. ]

Hm, not bad. I wouldn't mind a good meal and being swiftly beheaded.

[evocationary]

Right? Look, it's better than being stabbed with a pen, hit with a chair and a typewriter, and then being thrown out a window.

[shaft]

[ He closes his eyes. ]

Yeah. Damn, Sieghart... The poor guy's terrified of heights.

[evocationary]

[a pause.]

... Fuck, you don't think we have to die by our worst fear for it to stick, do you.

[shaft]

... I hope not.

Not that I even know what that would be.

[evocationary]

[her ears press against her skull.]

I have some guesses for mine. [...] Hghh. I don't want to think about it.

[shaft]

[ looks at her ears

! ]

[evocationary]

[her elf ears are very expressive!!! it's like when a cat is upset about something and they flatten back.

she blinks at him and then brings her hands up to cover her ears, frowning.]

[shaft]

[ they... move! ]

Oh, did I make you feel self-conscious?

[evocationary]

You are staring at my ears, so like, yes.

[shaft]

Sorry, it's just... they move.

[ ... ]

It's cute.

[evocationary]

[... the tips go slightly red.]

Yes, I know. I'm adorable.

[shaft]

[ HELP IT'S SO CUTE

He doesn't bother hiding his little grin. ]

You won't hear me argue.

[evocationary]

[STOP LOOKING YELLS]

Anyway! Sheesh. Humans, I swear.

[shaft]

Not used to people getting an eyeful?

[ tehe ]

[evocationary]

Not since the station. [she grumbles.] What, are you looking for some kind of indulgence?

[shaft]

I have been known to be greedy.

But I promise not to leer too much. It's just that I haven't seen Alphinaud's ears move like that.

[evocationary]

[she makes an obscene gesture by pressing her tongue against the inside of her cheek at him.]

He's not the same kind of elf as me, as far as I can tell. More uh, more gangly.

[she finally lets go of her ears.]

[shaft]

[ HELP he looks mildly embarrassed at that his ye olde sensibilities... ]

Right... You two are from different places.

He's also much shorter.

[evocationary]

[claude, flirting and not being able to take a dick joke]

... Yes, not all elves come from the same place. [she says, amused.]

[shaft]

... I already knew that.

I just repeated it, for emphasis.

[evocationary]

Uh huh, you sure did.

Anyway. Question - not to be a bummer, I'm just thinking about it - how different was today to what you're used to?