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riverviewlogs2018-04-21 11:28 pm
bottombitch) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-04-21 11:28 pm
feel like a brand new person
who: Aoba Seragaki and Dave Strider
what: GET LIT (also flowers of forced truth)
when: Sometime during the April event
where: AT THE CLUB!!!!
warnings: None right now, will update in subject lines in the off-chance things get spicy?
[ What does one do when they are suddenly reunited in the midst of a festival with a dear friend? When it's one so absent-minded as Dave, then you keep it simple, short and sweet. When you're Aoba, it's likely to be conservative until you find a means to loosen his tongue. The answer, therefore, is always alcohol, and the festivals are more than eager to deliver in that regard. So it's on plush sacks filled with soft pellets or feathers that the pair find themselves, staring up into a clear sky glittering with stars and moons and suns and earths.
Aoba is several drinks in and his talkativeness betrays this level of intoxication. He threads flower stems together as he grins lopsidedly at Dave, the effects of his drink have long already set in. ]
What do you think about the whole 'many other worlds' thing, anyway? I don't really know anything else but this, but... maybe you and your multiverse-hopping self can shed a little light on plebs like me?
[ Aoba waves vaguely as he drops a crown of flowers over Dave's head and shades. Made of Valerian. He has way, way too many of those and he's trying to offload them. And what better way than to make a flower crown whilst drunk? Aoba blinks down at Dave and then bursts into a giddy laughter. ]
Hahaha! I made it too big!
what: GET LIT (also flowers of forced truth)
when: Sometime during the April event
where: AT THE CLUB!!!!
warnings: None right now, will update in subject lines in the off-chance things get spicy?
[ What does one do when they are suddenly reunited in the midst of a festival with a dear friend? When it's one so absent-minded as Dave, then you keep it simple, short and sweet. When you're Aoba, it's likely to be conservative until you find a means to loosen his tongue. The answer, therefore, is always alcohol, and the festivals are more than eager to deliver in that regard. So it's on plush sacks filled with soft pellets or feathers that the pair find themselves, staring up into a clear sky glittering with stars and moons and suns and earths.
Aoba is several drinks in and his talkativeness betrays this level of intoxication. He threads flower stems together as he grins lopsidedly at Dave, the effects of his drink have long already set in. ]
What do you think about the whole 'many other worlds' thing, anyway? I don't really know anything else but this, but... maybe you and your multiverse-hopping self can shed a little light on plebs like me?
[ Aoba waves vaguely as he drops a crown of flowers over Dave's head and shades. Made of Valerian. He has way, way too many of those and he's trying to offload them. And what better way than to make a flower crown whilst drunk? Aoba blinks down at Dave and then bursts into a giddy laughter. ]
Hahaha! I made it too big!
1.2
[ Aoba draws back, the irritation evaporating as he registers the bitterness in his tone (and maybe the implication too). Insecurity is a fairly common ailment, and Aoba's own relationship with anxiety is like a toxic, codependent one - he hates it but can't really shake it. He turns his accusing tone back on himself, thinking he did something wrong, pushed Dave away maybe.
Maybe he pushed Noiz away too. ]
Um. I... have a hard time expressing myself. Especially when... it's embarrassing. Sorry I wasn't a... you know.
[ Aoba drops his eyes from him and looks away, his face reddening as he mutters on his way to take another sip. ]
A better fri--