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[perfectdistance]

Who ⬤ Bradley and Nero
What ⬤ Bottom's Up
When ⬤ Training days, pre bombing
Where ⬤ City of Rain
Content Warnings ⬤ Sexual content


[ It's been a long day of training, but he does have a few weapons, seals and talismans to his person now. He can't say if he's going to actually use them, but sometimes it's better to have and not need than to need them and not have them about.

He's in the middle of closing up City of Rain for the night, yawning. Everything's coming to ahead and he can't really do anything about the stress of it all. ]

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[potensum]

[ oh he's beaming!! ]

Yeah! I knew you'd say that! There's lots of bars around here, huh? None as good as— [ ........... ] ...the ones back home, but, they're pretty good!

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[ Bradley is so cute when he smiles other that. Though Nero's sure he'd be insisting on being called cool.

He'll politely not point out that odd pause. ]

Been trying the different bars? Why don't you pick one.

[potensum]

Yeah, sometimes during deliveries I need a drink or two, so I got to know the area.

[ yes he drinks during work. it's fine, he doesn't get drunk. ]

There's one at the corner of the block that has good hard stuff, but they also serve some food. Not nearly as good as yours, but that means they must serve normal stuff, too.

[ so you can mix the potion with it! ]

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[ He knows Bradley can handle his liquor, and it's the only reason he doesn't start chewing him out. Unprofessional! ]

Are you eating on the job too?

[ He makes that popcorn chicken special, just so Bradley doesn't go chowing down on somebody else's order. ]

Let's check it out.

[ He'll allow Bradley to lead him to the bar. ]

[potensum]

I can't help it, I run out of chicken by the first hour!

[ and if he's not supposed to eat the food he's delivering then what choice does he have??? also he's just a glutton so if he sees food he will eat it (then complain it's not good enough).

he'll bring him to the bar he mentioned - gaudy but not classy, low-lit with only a few patrons sitting on some of its tables. it has some nice private booths on the corners, and that's where bradley points nero to. ]

You should go sit. I'll get us our drinks.

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How do you even manage to eat this much? [ Where is it all going? A real mystery for the ages.

It's not the kind of bar Nero would choose to go to, but it's definitely something in Bradley's style. He can't really be surprised about anything in here.

So he'll take up one of the smaller booths and wait for Bradley to come back. ]

[potensum]

[ he comes back soon enough with their drinks, something hard for himself, and a virgin cocktail for nero. not because he thinks nero can't drink, but because he doesn't want him to get drunk. it's a work night! and nero cares about that shit or something. ]

Here.

[ he sits down, places the drinks on the table, then takes out the potion and hands it to nero. ]

You gotta pour the whole thing in, the shopkeep said.

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[ He looks at the potion for a moment. If nothing else, he does trust Bradley to make some kind of effort.

So he dumps it all in at once. ]

Do I need to chug this?

[ That feels like a wasted drink. ]

[potensum]

I don't think so, but you gotta drink the whole thing for it to work, I think.

[ listen he didn't ask too many questions... ]

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[ He can guess Bradley didn't think about it that hard when he bought it. So he'll take his first sip of the stuff. ]

[potensum]

Hey!

[ he stops him, lifting his own drink. you didn't say cheers! ]

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[ That draws out a laugh from him despite everything that's been happening so far. His glass gets lightly clinking his glass against Brad's. ]

Cheers.

[potensum]

Cheers!

[ okay, happy again. he takes a big gulp of his drink cheerfully. ]

It's not the worst I've had, I guess.

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[ Nero only takes small, measured sips. No reason to rush it all down now. ]

You're so picky.

[ Bradley's tastes are always so expensive. Good think he steals most of it, or he'd be bankrupt. ]

[potensum]

You can't talk when you judge everything you eat that you didn't cook.

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I'll still eat it.

[potensum]

So do I.

But I still prefer yours, by the way.

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Glad you won't starve, at least.

[ He's blushing just a little, taking another drink. It's... Pleasant. It feels like he's letting go of a little bit of tension in his body. ]

[potensum]

[ he sees that blush!! but he assumes it's just because of the compliment. ]

I'd never starve with you around. You're crazy good at cooking!

[perfectdistance]

That's what happens when you do something for your whole life.

[ Heh. ]

I still wish you'd eat your vegetables without whining so much.

[potensum]

[ time to change the subject! ]

Did you know Owen is here? Has he bothered you?

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Wow.

[ He really hates the idea of vegetables this much? Idiot. ]

Yeah, he's in Tamamo too. I don't see him that often. [ And he'd love to keep it that way. ]

[potensum]

[ he snorts. owen is in the whore faction lmaooo serves him right. although wait nero's there too. augh. ]

Good. Do you know if is Oz here? Mithra? ...Figaro?

[ the last one he says with a shudder. ]

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No. Haven't seen any of 'em. Shylock, Murr, Owen, and Cain are around.

[ His body feels a little bit warm? Is that a side effect of stress relief? ]

[potensum]

Ah, yeah. I knew about those three.

[ that's all he'll say about that.

sips............ then looks at him from the corner of his eye. ]

...You okay?