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Who: Dorian Pavus & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Malum
When: post-shuffle

[ It's been quite a while since Dorian made a public broadcast, but all things considered, someone should do it, and why not him? He's nice to look at, has a way with words, and in a thoroughly bad mood. Still, no one would be able to tell with that public mask he has.

The feed opens up on a booth at Malum, A close-up of Dorian and his glass of wine. ]

For those of you who have somehow not noticed, a great number of our own have left this cold, dismal place that has yet to reward us for their invasive and cruel treatment of us. [ An elegant eyebrow raises and his mouth draws into a line. ]

The most appalling is their lack of proper spirits, however, this will have to do. The very least we deserve is a decent meal and a proper, stiff drink- perhaps twenty. It is an insignificantly small mercy that the ones who are no longer with us don't have to suffer the Atroma and their churlish silent treatment.

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Nothing says sage advice like high functioning alcoholism.

[Deadpan, absolute deadpan.]

Has anyone showed up to keep you company, at least? Same to drink alone.

Not so far, no. Apparently there is something off-putting about a devastatingly handsome man drinking alone in a bar.

[ He sighs dramatically. ]

Oh yeah, that will make you real unpopular. [It couldn't possibly be any other factor.] Do you actually want company, or prefer to give yourself alcohol poisoning alone?

[ None whatsoever. Because of course Bull has told her only about how wonderful and flawless at everything he is. ]

I..would not be opposed to it. Especially in the presence of someone equally as attractive.

Well, if it's attractive company you're looking for...

[She drawls it out, clearly sarcastic.]

I'll be over in a few minutes. Try not to start a new bottle of wine without me.

...I am making no such promise, Madame.

[ He'll try, but it's likely that he'll be just starting a new bottle by the time she does appear. ]

[She didn't really expect him to hold back. She might hope he'd at least slow down.

She picks up a glass at the bar and joins him.]

At least you saved me some of this one.

[ If Dorian knows about anything, it's about holding his liquor. ]

Bold of you to assume that this will be my last bottle.

[ Still, he pours hers before topping off his own glass. ]

How many have you had so far? [Not that she's exactly assuming, but there's only so much alcohol one man can consume in an evening.

In theory.]

...Yes. [ Yep, definitely his answer he's going with. ]

That's... very specific. You've clearly been keeping track.

[Taking the bottle and filling her glass.]

Edited 2019-03-03 04:14 (UTC)

I'm quite proficient at documentation.

Hm. So I see. [She swirls the wine around in her glass slightly.] Should we drink to something in particular?

[ Sure, he'll raise his glass in cheers. ]

To the eventual destruction of our captors?

We can both drink to that. [She seems less than optimistic it will end that way at this point. More likely they'll all shuffle out and maybe back in again before that happens. But hope springs eternal?]

[ Of course he's not completely in the belief that there is a way out of here, but he is a natural cynic. ]

There is quite a lot that I will drink in the spirit of.

I'm sure we can think of plenty more things to drink to if we try. [If they want to. Natasha has the feeling they have plenty of things to drink to regardless.] I'm Natasha, by the way. Figured you probably knew that but I don't think we've ever been properly introduced.

Dorian of House Pavus, it's a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance in an official capacity.

Mutual. You know, rather than hearing about you. [Or just hearing him though the thin walls of the Heron.]

Only good things, of course.

Naturally so. There are only good things about me, as I'm sure you've heard.

[ He offers her a wink. ]

I'm sure that's the only explanation for it.

With as much as you know about me, I know very little about you, madame. Save for our fleeting glances stealing away in the middle of the night.

[And there had been a few of those.]

You know, all things considered... that's about how much most people know about me.

[ A decent enough number they should have had some sort of conversation before this, being caught leaving the room of someone they very much cared about, or at least passed the time with? It should have been a bonding moment, really. ]

Then why don't we make this interesting and get to know one another?

[Maybe that's why Natasha's here in the first place?]

Interesting is a word for it. Were you picturing a drinking game?

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