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[ferucci]

[ it's a bit tragic, almost.

he'd simply chosen to doze off a little in the evening, and here it is, already night. the stars are overhead, and while they're a lovely sight through the manor windows, it's always not the same when you enjoy them alone. most of the others, chloe included, have headed off to their rooms or slumber for the night, which means there's a select few up and about at this hour still-

one in particular, rustica finds, as he peeks his head in the door of the bar and sees a familiar face behind the counter still. ]

Oh, Shylock. [ his smile is, as always, far too kind for a man waking up at this time of day. ] It's a lovely night, isn't it? I closed my eyes, and the evening just seemed to escape from me before I knew it....

[breweries]

[ shylock, as always, is burning the midnight oil at the manor bar, even when most of the residents have already gone off to sleep. well, except mithra and his moon-induced insomnia, but this ain't about him right now. it is of little wonder than rustica comes in on his lonesome, but shylock isn't about to turn him away. ]

I suppose you're here to enjoy this lovely night with me, then. Fufu, how scandalous.

[ how is it scandalous, shylock. in any case, he motions rustica to grab a seat at the counter. ]

What would you like to have tonight? Do you wish to stay up with me, or drift off to a comfortable sleep?

[ferucci]

[ however empty the bar may be, it doesn't feel any less lonely, especially as rustica strides across the floor with an elegance unbefitting of a man who just woke up arguably 20 minutes ago.

he takes his seat, barely batting an eyelash at shylock's usual antics. ]

Just the two of us...how exciting. I wonder what we could get up to?

[ a gloved hand presses to his chest, seemingly in thought. now you've got him thinking, and that's always a horrible thing, indeed.

At least, he's easily distracted. ]

I'll gladly be your company- to spend such a lovely night alone would be a waste, wouldn't it?

[breweries]

[ only rustica would make bedhead look so refined... wait no, shylock could pull it off too, and would look sexier in it. these two are undoubtedly very dangerous when it comes right down to it.

but that's part of the fun, as always. ]

It would. Murr has gone off as per usual -- no doubt admiring at his loathsome beloved from the comfort of the manor's roof.

[ /derogatory ]

And Chloe must be fast asleep by now. We could always invite the others who might be wide awake right now... Like Mithra, for instance.

[ uh oh ]

[ferucci]

Ah, but that sort of extreme love story...I find it moves me all the same! We wouldn't be wizards if we didn't follow the wishes and whims of our hearts, don't you agree? His dedication is something to be admired. Perhaps if I were to sit out under the stars myself, my bride might appear....

[ even if the catboy is obsessed with the manifestation of disaster that could probably kill them, everybody has their tastes! he isn't one to kinkshame.

rustica hums and slowly brings his hand to his chin, as if mulling it over. ]

Wouldn't that be lovely? Mithra is always such an interesting man to converse with. Ah, but if I remember correctly...I believe he was requesting the Sage's attention before I drifted off to slumber.

[ more like 'demanding' but he's too nice to say that. in his eyes, that's perfectly normal. ]

Shall we see if we can invite them both?