Who: Venti & Friends Which: Closed log with starters inside. Where: Reverein. What: A catch all log for things with Venti for the month of September. Warnings: Tba. Most likely alcohol use.
[It's really not fair that Asura is oh so devoted to his lost love. Venti has to pout as he lets his eyes wander over Asura's lazy position. Those nice arms are being wasted on not hugging someone or crushing someone. Him- in particular. Huff.
He takes a generous sip of his wine.]
I'll have to agree. [He sighs.] Hmmm... As for the god of mountains? He might show up sooner or later. Or perhaps he's already sulking around. I can't be too sure.
And that answer is... remarkably unhelpful. Asura also doesn't believe it for a second. ]
You who are so perceptive as to immediately suss out my true intentions when I asked about destroying gods? I can't believe you wouldn't know if someone like that was already here or not.
It's amazing how some people can use so many words while still saying nothing at all.
[ He'd be a hypocrite for calling out Venti's dodging of his question, so he won't. Instead, Asura will just take the rest of the bottle of wine and cork it before stashing it inside his robe... Though he wouldn't put it past Venti to try to fish it out anyway (his flirting has been far from subtle), so Asura crosses his arms over his chest to hold the garment closed. ]
You'll get no more until those words make a point.
[A pout appears on Venti's lips the moment the wine bottle gets corked and stolen away. He wasn't done with that...]
Oh...!! Ehehe... What kind of bard would I be if I didn't make a play of my words? Surely, you're keen enough to read them, dear Asura! Don't take the wine away... It's only in good fun.
You can have the wine back when you give me a straight answer. [ Sure, he can follow the metaphors and double-speak, but at the same time he would prefer to dispense with all the indirect euphemisms and for everyone to plainly speak what they mean... hypocrite though he is. ]
You know why I asked about destroying godly power. Would it be possible to ask that god in your story to lend his help or not?
[Venti sighs and lets out a small depreciating giggle as he leans his chin on his palm.]
I suppose if you explained the situation to that blockhead one way or another that he would help you. As stony as he is he can be very kind when he hears tragic love stories.
So you do know him. [ And more than that, Venti is familiar enough with that god to speak so casually about him. Asura suspects he's getting a better idea of just what Venti really is, but he won't make any assumptions for the time being. ]
One more question and I'll give you the wine back. Is he here or not?
[ Let it never be said that Asura doesn't uphold his promises, because once Venti finally concedes and gives him his answer, Asura produces what remains of the wine bottle from within his robe and passes it to his momentary drinking companion. ]
Thanks. [ He says with a half-smirk. ] You can have the rest of that bottle.
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He takes a generous sip of his wine.]
I'll have to agree. [He sighs.] Hmmm... As for the god of mountains? He might show up sooner or later. Or perhaps he's already sulking around. I can't be too sure.
[What a vague answer that answers nothing.]
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And that answer is... remarkably unhelpful. Asura also doesn't believe it for a second. ]
You who are so perceptive as to immediately suss out my true intentions when I asked about destroying gods? I can't believe you wouldn't know if someone like that was already here or not.
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Venti gives a sly little smile and shrugs.]
A god's secrets are a god's secrets. But every story has a truth.
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[ He'd be a hypocrite for calling out Venti's dodging of his question, so he won't. Instead, Asura will just take the rest of the bottle of wine and cork it before stashing it inside his robe... Though he wouldn't put it past Venti to try to fish it out anyway (his flirting has been far from subtle), so Asura crosses his arms over his chest to hold the garment closed. ]
You'll get no more until those words make a point.
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Oh...!! Ehehe... What kind of bard would I be if I didn't make a play of my words? Surely, you're keen enough to read them, dear Asura! Don't take the wine away... It's only in good fun.
[He'll whine a bit more.]
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You know why I asked about destroying godly power. Would it be possible to ask that god in your story to lend his help or not?
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[Venti sighs and lets out a small depreciating giggle as he leans his chin on his palm.]
I suppose if you explained the situation to that blockhead one way or another that he would help you. As stony as he is he can be very kind when he hears tragic love stories.
[So... Yes?]
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One more question and I'll give you the wine back. Is he here or not?
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[He taps his chin.]
Perhaps just another sip of wine first to clear my parched throat...
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Asura quirks an eyebrow but remains adamant, refusing to give in before Venti gives him the answer he wants. ]
Answer the question first.
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Yes. He may have arrived just recently too. Now can I have that sip of wine?
[Dang, to be so thirsty...]
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Thanks. [ He says with a half-smirk. ] You can have the rest of that bottle.
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He takes the bottle with a sparkle in his eyes. He holds it like a precious treasure.]
Ehe! Well, I can't say it's a bad prize!