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[bloodbiter]

Who: adelina
Broadcast: voice
Action: on the golden if you so desire
When: 9/14

[there's a short pause after the feed clicks on before a voice can be heard; when she does begin to speak, her voice sounds thoughtful, almost sentimental.]

I didn't think I would grow older while I was still here. That is, we grow older each day, but I trust you all catch my meaning regardless. It's a strange thing, to gain a year so far from home.

[a pause.]

I don't wish for a celebration or any gifts, but one thing I would enjoy is to hear stories. Legends or fables from your world, or experiences that you yourself have had. I find this sort of thing fascinating, truly. I would be happy to reciprocate as well.

Regardless, thank you all for your time.

Comments

video;

[bloodbiter]

The planet, then, I think. You can take me to your favorite.

video;

[noprophecies]

Then shall we meet down there later? Once you've heard your requested stories.

video;

[bloodbiter]

Of course. I'll be there in an hour or two, I imagine.

video;

[noprophecies]

I shall await your arrival.

[she sends the details of where the bar is and signs off to head down there]

video > action;

[bloodbiter]

[she arrives a while later, pushing open the door and looking around]

Clover?

[noprophecies]

[the bar is a little hole in the wall-type, certainly nothing fancy but quiet enough to suit someone like Tempest, who likes to drink in peace. When she spots Adelina she lifts her hand to wave her over]

Over here.

[bloodbiter]

[she grins when she sees tempest and heads over to take a seat near her]

This place is rather quaint.

[noprophecies]

Isn't it? I rather like it.

[seeing as she spends most of her free time here] What will you be drinking?

[bloodbiter]

Do they have wine here? If not, ale, I think.

[noprophecies]

I think they have wine.

[she waves over the bartender to take their orders - wine for Lace, and "something strong" for herself. And a request to leave the bottle and bring an extra glass, because. Well. This is drinking with Tempest]

May I ask, why you do not wish to celebrate your day of birth? Is that not a common thing to do?

[bloodbiter]

[she thinks about protesting the request to leave the bottle, even opens her mouth to say something, but instead closes it with a smile after a moment]

It is, certainly. It just feels strange to celebrate a milestone that's passed so far from home, apart from many of the people I know well... Does that make sense? It's not that it wouldn't be enjoyable to do so with the people here, of course.

[noprophecies]

[listen, someone has to drink this bottle]

Mm, it makes sense, I think. I just know it is common to celebrate it. I have never bothered with my own.

[bloodbiter]

[takes a sip of her wine]

What is your reasoning, then?

[noprophecies]

For . . . what, not celebrating?

[bloodbiter]

Yes, that's what I meant.

[noprophecies]

[she shrugs a shoulder, pouring herself a drink, finally.

. . . and one for Lace. You ain't getting out of this]

I did not see the point.

[bloodbiter]

Then I suppose we can take this opportunity to signify both of them. After all, you did say this wasn't a celebration, didn't you?

[she glances at the drink]

What is it?

[noprophecies]

Absolutely not. [she huffs a little] My birthday is not until the winter, months from now. And this is your day, not mine.

[she takes a sip] Scotch. A friend introduced me to it.

[bloodbiter]

And how long has it been since you did something for it? Isn't it quite past time to do so, if you don't typically celebrate?

[she takes a sip as well, making a face as it goes down]

The flavor isn't at all what I expected. You were correct before, too... It is very strong.

[noprophecies]

[she wrinkles her nose] I was - fourteen? The last time it was celebrated on the day proper. [dryly] I'm going to live hundreds of years, Lace. Why bother celebrating it?

[she quirks a smile behind her glass and takes a longer drink]

It is, that's why I like it.

[bloodbiter]

Though it certainly won't be that long, I intend to live quite a while as well. Does that make mine less worthy of celebration?

[she takes another drink, slower this time]

I will admit that it's like nothing I've tasted before. Are you sure - doesn't an entire bottle seem a bit much?

[noprophecies]

Given that you have a significantly shorter life than mine, I think it is more worthy of celebration. [it comes out a little deadpan]

Are you saying you cannot handle a couple of drinks, dear?

[bloodbiter]

[she leans forward, cupping her chin in a hand]

I'm afraid you're wrong on both counts. Pour me another?

[noprophecies]

[her lips twitch, but she refills both of their glasses]

Then I invite you to prove it. On both counts.

[bloodbiter]

I'm uncertain as to how the first order of business can be proved. As for the second, however...

[she takes a larger sip of the drink this time with a quirk of her lips and a few blinks]

I think I shall.