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+ Venti, clubbing and wing "bullying"

[sangreine]

[ Saya isn't sure if Venti decided she needed more fun or if she decided that he did, either way this club he found is the right prescription. They're both drinking a bit too much (she's trying to distract him from going too crazy, but she can't say no to him so success is mixed) and generally blowing off steam. ]

[ Clearly he's been under some stress too, she only wants to help. And she's wearing this which is always a good time. ]

You're right, this is fun! [ She's usually more refined in her dance styles than this, it feels less like dancing and more like heavy petting, which is fine of course she just wouldn't call it dancing. ]

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[ Venti's clothing isn't entirely a departure from his usual fare, but it works just fine for the setting. And it's the perfect atmosphere for leaving your troubles at the door and taking a vacation from your thoughts.

He drapes an arm around her waist as he circles her. ]

I told you! I was worried some of the blood-themed cocktails might be too on the nose for you, but the rest is a blast~

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Who says they're not? The things I go through to spend some time with you.

[ She snags that arm to drag him in closer. ]

I imagine you'd have me much less to yourself if I flashed my fangs a little. What I could do with those VIP rooms.

[outofoffice]

[ Grinning a little ]

Aww, c'mon, you wouldn't leave little ol' me out here all by myself.

[sangreine]

Gonna make me ask, aren't you? Fine, then: you wouldn't be by yourself if you join me.

[outofoffice]

Ohhhhhhhhh. I see, I see. Were you trying to rile me up a little?

[ He twirls in close ]

The VIP room it is . . . unless you'd rather make those admirers jealous tonight~?

[sangreine]

I would hope I don't need to try all that much. But you've been fairly distant, so I figured I may as well be blunt.

[ She snags his braid in a loose grip and tugs on it, lightly. ] I don't care about them, so it's what you want.

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[ "Distant" . . .

Well, maybe so. He's spent his entire existence being distant, after all. To be the opposite is the real departure. ]

. . . Okay. Just us, then.

[ Using all of his mighty strength (no) to bodily tug her toward the lounges lining the back of the club. ]

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[ She laughs as Venti does his best to tug on her, and of course follows without so much as a thought, weaving effortlessly through the crowd. She'll always want to go where he's going. ]

My, how forceful. It's enough to flatter a lady.

[ In they go, and the door snaps closed. ]