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[Helping people was always a good start. But that was another time, when they weren't enjoying each others company high in the air.]

More difficult then usual. But I think it's because it's...well. It's kind of complicated, but let's just say it's nothing like it would be normally.

[They were on place with thin air, so to speak, but she didn't want to get into the details. She wasn't ready to go on about her words weirdness.

Not just with him, but with most people.]

But...I've never come up to the sky when it's snowing before.

[Her expression becomes wondering, and she stares up at the sky, trying to picture it. They could catch snowflakes.]

I'd like that. A lot.

[there's a carefully penned note on Dio's door the night after he'd taken Severa home.]

Peace is something that every soldier cherishes whenever they can find it. Sometimes it doesn't mean the end of fighting. Sometimes all it takes is to be near another person. To see their face, to feel their touch. And even those who may not always fight for good deserve that.

I pray that you find even a scrap of the peace that Jonathan brought you.

S

Once before, you said if I had need of assistance you would be willing to help.

Does that offer still stand?

Yes, it does. What is it you require of me?

I wish to open the door in the catacombs. I've thought heavily on it, and I would like to place my trust in what Eris and I had talked about while she was here.

I would ask that you come along.

If that is what you wish of me, then I shall comply. Simply tell me when, and I will meet you in the Catacombs.

I am planning for some time early next week. I will be making an announcement tomorrow when I have things a little more thought through.

Thank you, I appreciate you coming.

Of course, Miss Lucina. I am a man of my word. I will try not to disappoint you.

okay seriously

how do you have the cock of a horse and the personality of dried toast

My cock is a substitute for personality.

[He'd honestly be more offended if Adachi didn't start with the big dick part.]

Though you clearly don't know me if you're thinking 'dried toast'. And here I was beginning to like you.

omg cmon
the only reason your as swave as you ar is because th butter got stuck in the toast cracks

I don't even know what that's supposed to mean. What brought this on all of the sudden? Daydreaming about my dick?

And here I thought we were hoping to have a professional relationship.

look
i cant help it
that dick was so damn huge
and im drunk enough not to give a shit

I know, it's a curse, right?

Want a round two then?

[It's not like Dio gave a fuck about how Adachi lived his life. Getting wasted and thinking about dick is a perfectly normal way to live your life!]

who the hell would say no to that

dunno if me going to you is a good idea though

I can come to you, not a problem. What's the address?

[ By some miracle, Adachi managed to send over his GPS information. ]

just got a new place

Nice. How's it treating you?

Did you want me to bring anything along?

[He'll send a few texts back and forth while he's on his way, though it may seem to take far less time than it should for Dio to come all the way from Maurtia Falls, not that he'd told Adachi where he was coming from. The advantages of stopping time.]

its great
just moved though
still getting settled

bring some of that blood wine
im drunk enough not to care about how taste works

[ When Dio gets there, he'll be treated to the sight of Adachi answering the door in just a shirt, a damn near empty bottle of vodka in one hand and a casual smirk on his face. He reached out, grabbing Dio by the lip of his pants and trying to drag him into the house. ]

That's the perfect time to look into interior decorating.

Yeah, sure. If that's what you want.

[Dio was curious to see how a human would take drinking bloodwine anyway. This could be fun! Maybe later he'd regret it when he realized he literally drank human blood, but that was part of the fun!

When Adachi answers the door in a state of relative undress, Dio only has time to quirk a brow before he's tugged inside by his pants, not offering any resistance and simply shutting the door once he was inside.]

Eager, hm? That's what I like to see...

[ Adachi flashed him a lazy smile, finishing off the meager mouthful that was left in the vodka bottle and setting it on a windowsill he passed as he half dragged Dio up the stairs. ]

I’m drunk as hell, trying not to think, and in the mood for some toast.

[It doesn't take much to drag Dio along, since he is just as eager. No complaints from him! He keeps the bottle of bloodwine with him, fingers wrapped around the neck of the bottle as his other hand kind of... snakes behind Adachi's waist in order to sneak under that shirt for a squeeze.]

The best kind of fling, that. No thinking, just getting right to business.

[ Adachi squeaked at the sudden grope, pausing a moment to ponder this. He finally shuffled around so that he could push Dio backwards up the stairs, making the whole groping and moving a little less awkward. ]

[ Plus, once they got to his bedroom, it made it a lot easier for him to push him back on the bed and climb on top of him; just a little different from how shy and self conscious he had been the last time. ]

[No complaints from Dio! It's not that hard for him to go up the stairs backwards, and it means he can get his hands on Adachi more.

He was distracted for a moment upon hitting the bed, quickly finding a place to put his bottle of wine veggie his attention returned to the man climbing on top of him.]

Try not to pass out this time, hm?

[It's MOSTLY teasing, but really. It's better when they're both conscious.]

[ Nope, nope; excuse him but he’ll be taking that bottle, thank you. Adachi snatched the bottle out of Dio’s hands before he could set it down, working the top off before full tilt throwing his head back and guzzling it. His lips were red by the time he shakily reached over to plop it down on the nightstand, shifting and rubbing himself against Dio the whole time. ]

Heh... sorry about that. Think I’m totally prepared for you this time though.

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