[ fortunately for everyone involved, manuela didn't have anything close to a bender the other evening and thus her suite is actually in respectable order when she opens the door with a sunny smile. ]
Irene! My, you're swift. Your brief absence hasn't gotten you forgetting the layout of the place at all, has it?
[ she pulls the door open wider, granting enough room for the other woman to slip in. ]
Come on in, make yourself comfortable. Would you like anything to drink? I admit, it's been a while since I hosted company over.
[ Red pauses and blinks when she sees the outfit. It's not quite a stare, but it's definitely a bit of a surprise. Then she laughs a little sheepishly and slips inside, remembering to respond. ]
Well, my memory didn't change at least. I think that would've been awful.
[ She stretches her limbs out and goes to find a place to sit. ]
A drink would be great, honestly. This place is already giving me a headache again...
[ don't mind the outfit too much, red, this is just how manuela likes to lounge... with as much glam as possible. ]
Oh no. What is it up to now?
[ she flutters over to the bar pressed back against the wall just beside the count, looking through the various bottles. ]
Unless you mean the little bird in our watches. It is quite annoying, isn't it?
[ thankfully, hers has quieted down now that she's currently engaged in a game. certainly, it won't mind too much if she stalls— ah, hosts her guest properly first... ]
[The projection is an easy place for Clara to hide behind. She still knew and saw people who lived under the strange specter of people's gender judgments.]
Drinks are fine, though. I still would not mind sharing a drink with you sometime.
[And then she considers what the best question to ask would be... something innocuous enough that didn't step on the landmines of a woman harangued about desirability.]
What is something you want to share with others? Rather than only doing it alone, something that you seek others out for?
Why certainly, we must set aside some time to indulge. Though I suppose there's no shortage of that, in a place like this.
[ as for that question... it's a lovely one, actually. and puts an instant smile on manuela's lips. ]
Music. I do love a good song. And as much as I thrive under a spotlight, there is something especially magical about sharing a song with someone else. I'll always prefer a duet over an audience.
And, apart from that — a good drink. Such luxuries are always best shared with company.
[There were plenty of people to needle with questions or try to extract information from. It was novel and enjoyable to simply interact with someone as a person.]
Is that true even if the person were terrible at singing? I will admit it's not something I've had much chance to think about. Music was very distant from my studies.
[Singing in particular was a laughable idea for her most of her life. The fact nothing came out when she forced air past her vocal cords was her selling point.]
[ manuela couldn't ever imagine living a life without music, but she supposes there could well be a world far outside of her own wherein music might be less commonplace. ]
But, yes, I wouldn't turn anyone away if they couldn't even carry a tune. Singing for singing's sake is about the experience, and the memories shared.
I don't believe in luck. There are right place and right time moments in life. Good fortune might not have brought me here, but it is the right place and right time for us to have crossed paths. I consider that something to enjoy, so that is a truthful answer whether you believe me or not.
( so deal with it. and all this is to say, he doesn't really have a lucky moment in his life so SHRUGS )
[ oh... well. when he puts it like that. it had seemed like such a flippant thing, when he'd first said it. and manuela, who is never quite convinced people actually enjoy her as much as they tolerate here, couldn't be entirely too sure. ]
Not a liar, no. [ well, lmao. not anymore. ] Perhaps far too charming for my own good. [ ? it should be "your own good," shouldn't it? ]
[ honestly, would she even notice a difference even knowing who is on the other end? he had been perfectly civil with her the last they spoke, after all, if a little rough around the edges. ]
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sylus.
If you must know, I haven't had many here to begin with. So speaking ill of them now seems especially cruel.
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( lmaooooo say no more )
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Hurry up and choose your punishment, you awful man.
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For now, I'll take a truth.
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Tell me one flaw you absolutely cannot forgive in a partner.
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irene.
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I'll be over in five minutes.
[ And she is. There's a knock on the door. ]
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Irene! My, you're swift. Your brief absence hasn't gotten you forgetting the layout of the place at all, has it?
[ she pulls the door open wider, granting enough room for the other woman to slip in. ]
Come on in, make yourself comfortable. Would you like anything to drink? I admit, it's been a while since I hosted company over.
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Well, my memory didn't change at least. I think that would've been awful.
[ She stretches her limbs out and goes to find a place to sit. ]
A drink would be great, honestly. This place is already giving me a headache again...
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Oh no. What is it up to now?
[ she flutters over to the bar pressed back against the wall just beside the count, looking through the various bottles. ]
Unless you mean the little bird in our watches. It is quite annoying, isn't it?
[ thankfully, hers has quieted down now that she's currently engaged in a game. certainly, it won't mind too much if she stalls— ah, hosts her guest properly first... ]
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clara.
[ especially for a woman, but that's just manuela projecting, isn't it? ]
If you don't feel like elaborating, I won't make you. I'll have a truth myself, if you wish to move on.
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Drinks are fine, though. I still would not mind sharing a drink with you sometime.
[And then she considers what the best question to ask would be... something innocuous enough that didn't step on the landmines of a woman harangued about desirability.]
What is something you want to share with others? Rather than only doing it alone, something that you seek others out for?
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[ as for that question... it's a lovely one, actually. and puts an instant smile on manuela's lips. ]
Music. I do love a good song. And as much as I thrive under a spotlight, there is something especially magical about sharing a song with someone else. I'll always prefer a duet over an audience.
And, apart from that — a good drink. Such luxuries are always best shared with company.
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Is that true even if the person were terrible at singing? I will admit it's not something I've had much chance to think about. Music was very distant from my studies.
[Singing in particular was a laughable idea for her most of her life. The fact nothing came out when she forced air past her vocal cords was her selling point.]
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[ manuela couldn't ever imagine living a life without music, but she supposes there could well be a world far outside of her own wherein music might be less commonplace. ]
But, yes, I wouldn't turn anyone away if they couldn't even carry a tune. Singing for singing's sake is about the experience, and the memories shared.
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sylus.
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( so deal with it. and all this is to say, he doesn't really have a lucky moment in his life so SHRUGS )
Dare, then, since you think me a liar.
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Not a liar, no. [ well, lmao. not anymore. ] Perhaps far too charming for my own good. [ ? it should be "your own good," shouldn't it? ]
I will take another dare.
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chobe.
I'm feeling quite restless, so I'll take a dare.
Re: chobe.
A dare right off the bat? Brave, really brave. But I'll be nice.
First person you see? Give them a little kiss. Can be as chaste or aggressive as you want.
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[ honestly, considering everything else this place has made her do, a little kiss is nothing. ]
What about you? Truth or dare?
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Im gonna be lazy ask for a truth.
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