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[mind_over_metal]

[it made me think we might be similarly occupied...]

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[mind_over_metal]

*nods a thank you and has been keeping up a few other conversations of his own as well. (yet as he proceeds, is still somehow managing to maintain a very good pace getting through his second drink.) this includes one that results in him being brought a stick of cotton candy. eventually...*

...I shouldn't eat all of this. Want some?

[godwinner]

...

That doesn't look like real food.

[mind_over_metal]

It isn't, really. It's a candy treat. Real sugar.

*holding it out to him*

[godwinner]

How generous of them.

[ pulls off a piece and puts it in his mouth then just kinda... sits there ]

Hm.

[mind_over_metal]

*pulling off another piece and kind of awkwardly angling to get it into his mouth, not entirely unlike that stray piece of too-long spaghetti, but succeeding in the end.*

Hmm?

[godwinner]

I'd rather have sex.

[mind_over_metal]

*rolls his eyes as he licks the stickiness off his fingers*

[godwinner]

[ just watching that ]

[mind_over_metal]

*pauses, amused rather than annoyed*

...I can hear you, you know.

[godwinner]

Really? Because it's more of a full sensory experience in my head.

[mind_over_metal]

*more of a full sensory experience, you say? in that case, Charles just resumes his business. and also shares it with Erik.

to anyone observing from the outside, though, it looks like Charles is ignoring Erik completely.*

[godwinner]

[ closes his eyes just a little too long to be a blink ]

Bastard.

[ amusedarousedaffection ]

[ but Charles looking back at him as never been a prerequisite for Erik to continue staring ]

[mind_over_metal]

*smiles as he eats another piece of cotton candy*

Something distracting?

[godwinner]

Always.

[mind_over_metal]

You always did seem to have a thing against keeping your eyes on the road.

[godwinner]

Well.

[godwinner]

[ and then his dance card filled up rather quickly. off to boogie with a god emperor, a demon, and a speeddaughter. ]

[mind_over_metal]

[off to get another drink!]

[godwinner]

[ comes back looking attractively flushed ]

[mind_over_metal]

*holding drink #4, smiles as he watches him*

Impressive.

[godwinner]

Thank you.

[ sits down and steals his drink for a sip ]

[mind_over_metal]

--hey.

[godwinner]

[ grins near the rim of the glass, then hands it back as he swallows ]

[mind_over_metal]

*glancing at Erik over the rim of the glass in much the same manner*

Get your own drink, you.

[godwinner]

[ waves his fingers near his temple, though it's a briefer and sharper motion when he does it ]

You can feel what it's like going down.