You sit under the night sky, the stars are hidden behind dark clouds. The grass below you is soft as you ly down. Your companion smiles t you with a soft expression. "The moon is beautiful."
"It always has been."
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Stained cloth hides the glass as the male polishes it, the light pools the room from behind the thin, silky curtains of Cat's Tail.
The doorbell chimes, the shorter of the two groaning upon seeing the blue-haired male. "What do you want? Don't you usually drink at Angels Share?"
"Well, yes, but I need to borrow your brother for a bit right now." He says, leaning against the wall next to them with his arms crossed.
The girl buffs, placing her hands on her hips. "Whys that? Can't handle it yourself? Psh, of course not! With how much you drink, I'm not even supervised! You probably came to get him as an excuse to get some alcohol."
"As good as I hear your cocktails are, I prefer wine," "of course you do. Just like getting a drink, drunkard." "Kaeya, what do you want? It's my day off."
The half-blind man glances beside the girl, eyes landing upon the taller form. A grin stretches across his handsome face. "[Name], lovely to see you. How are you today?"
"Cut the sweet talk Kaeya. You said you needed me?" His tail twitches behind him, but the obvious sign of irritation was unneeded with the distaste seething from his eyes and venom dripping off of his tongue. "Unless Stormterror decided that Momdstand is a target again, get someone else."
"Not quite the case, but," his eye grades Diona's form, a split second, but enough for the older to catch on."Diona, I'll be back in a bit. You go feed the cats."
She huffs, understanding the subplot of the request. She makes her way to the pantry to get the cat food.
The tall male jumps from behind the counter, landing on his feet without a sound.
He walks past the Calvary Captain in silence, waiting by the outside of the door. "Is there anywhere, more private?"
"Of course there is, but I don't feel like leaving. So talk, before I kick you out." "How scary, hiss at me next time. This is serious,"
"Rich coming from you." "Shut up, now. We need you back on duty, the fatui have been acting up and–"
He pauses, seeing the gloved hand raise. "No." With the short and bland response, he walks past him.
The door almost slams closed behind him, if not for his foot holding it back. "[Name], I'm being serious." "Did Jean say that I am needed?"
"Not directly. But she implied it, so get over yourself and do your fucking job."
The [h/c] haired male's expression is blank, save the prominent frown pulling his lips down. "Diona, I'll see you later, something came up. " "what, oh come on! You said that last time!"
"I know, don't look at me like that!" He borderline hissed as he looked back at her. " You know I would stay if it were up to me, but duty calls. I'll make dinner to make up for it." "Please don't, I like it kitchen." "Alright, I'll bring dinner. How's that sound?" "Better. Now go do your job, and remember not to drink, I don't want to look after two alcoholics!"
"Yeah yeah." He adjusts the weapon on his hip, leaving the tavern with a wave. "Let's go then, captain, to this oh so important call of duty."
He doesn't really wait for Kaeya to catch up, just walking forward without another glance in his direction.
