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Date: 2022-11-15 04:52 am (UTC)
charmpagne: (Summer Gin Punch)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
[Sparkling isn't sure what he was expecting Caviar to say, but when it's to agree...he deflates. He feels that anger and frustration ebb away, leaving him feeling depressingly hollow and worn-thin. He doesn't want to feel like this ever, EVER again, but he knows that's not going to be a guarantee.

He closes a bit of the gap between them, his chest heaving a bit despite having no need to catch his breath at all.]


I know you want to protect me. It means so much to me that you do.

But I have to see to it that you are protected, too.

[Sparkling suddenly says, struggling to keep his shoulders from trembling. He can't let Caviar ruin himself this way. Sure, he will have to kill at some point...but not like this. Sparkling can't bear it.]

You are all I have left.

Date: 2022-11-15 05:12 am (UTC)
charmpagne: (Egg Nog)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
[Honestly, Sparkling wouldn't have blamed him too much if he didn't say anything else. He would have been fine with letting the Werewolf continue on his way without further argument, so long as he kept his promise to not kill Kaito. So it's...a surprise, but not an unwelcome one, when he not only stays, but actively offers himself up once more to be a pillar for Sparkling when he needs it most.

So, in the end, it's hard for Sparkling not to cross the rest of that distance between them to hug Caviar, enveloping the other with his massive wings.]


I'm...sorry I yelled at you. Today has just been...I've been overwhelmed, and-

Date: 2022-11-15 05:31 am (UTC)
charmpagne: (Vesper Martini)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
I...I would disagree...but I am just so tired.

[He exhales, closing his eyes because that's really not something he admits to much, being tired. Weak. Needing a break. His own ears droop a bit as Caviar holds his paws against his head, leaving him feeling a bit less like he needs to carry all of this weight he feels burdened with today.]

Date: 2022-11-15 05:54 am (UTC)
charmpagne: (Calabatini)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
[Man at this point, it's not like Sparkling can be made any more of a spectacle than he has been already. He can deal with a few humans being inconvenienced, they have legs that work. In the meantime, he'll let his head rest against Caviar's shoulder for a minute, taking that time to let his nerves settle. He is a bit light headed from shouting, forgive him.]

It's alright. I was already out anyway, to be honest with you. I had ended up leaving the bar to go for a walk to clear my head...it was easier than dealing with being tempted to check what was being said.

Date: 2022-11-15 11:59 pm (UTC)
charmpagne: (The Orange Turf)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
[Sparkling slowly lets his eyes slide over to look at the tree in question, reluctantly leaning his head back a bit even while still mostly wrapped up in Caviar's arms.]

...alright.

[It takes him a moment, mostly because he doesn't want to move just yet, but after a few seconds he poofs into his bat form and flutters up into the tree boughs, choosing a lower hanging limb to hang from that's clearly visible from the ground so Caviar will be able to find him again. Not that he's difficult to see, with his bright white fur standing out against the leaves.]

Please be careful, Captain.

Date: 2022-11-16 05:47 am (UTC)
charmpagne: (Bahama Mama)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
[If Sparkling wasn't so worried, he might have had half a mind to doze off in that tree. It's at a weird time of day for him, and he's exhausted even if it weren't...so instead of dozing he's sort of just spacing out by the time the Werewolf returns, his ears swiveling in his direction.

He carefully rights himself on the branch before reaching out with his wingtips to pull himself onto Caviar's paw, wiggling into the middle of his palm with a little squeak.]


I see...did it go...alright?

Date: 2022-11-16 05:59 am (UTC)
charmpagne: (Orange Blossom)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
[......

Caviar......]


W....why?

[Why?

Oh, he's on his head now. His hair is so soft...don't mind if he just immediately nests here.]

Date: 2022-11-16 06:20 am (UTC)
charmpagne: (Cucumber Tonic)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
[You know, that...is utterly riduculous, and because of that it's something Sparkling has little trouble believing Caviar actually did. More importantly, it's harmless...more of a prank than an actual punishment. Sparkling almost wishes he could see the outcome, but he trusts Caviar when he says that it was worth doing.

He doubts Kaito will appreciate it all that much, but perhaps it has taught him a valuable lesson about what he puts on the internet...]


There's no need to apologize, Caviar. I know you were just looking out for me when I couldn't look out for myself.

[He stretches his wings out a little, laying flat across the top of his hair.]

When we get back to the Grapevine, I'd like to make you a new drink I've been working on. Vodka, with grapefruit and lime juice, and a salted rim. It's called the "Salty Dog".

Date: 2022-11-16 06:38 am (UTC)
charmpagne: (One Cheek Sneak)
From: [personal profile] charmpagne
Consider it a treat for both of us.

[He explains, his voice quiet as Caviar makes his way.]

Mixing drinks is one of my favorite things to do, while yours is drinking them. Am I wrong?