Golden Peacock TDM Overflow

[bardische]

Original Top Level
Overlfow 2l
Overflow 3

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for Tighnari

[bardische]

[ from here ]

[ Basch lets out a sound that's equal parts surprise and undeniable pleasure, his body going rigid for a moment before he melts into the warm touch at his jaw and welcoming kiss that is in no way strictly polite. His hands graze Tighnari's sides before settling a little more firmly, letting the other guide how long he'd like this interaction to last.

Regardless, his already heightened pulse quickens.]

[veardant]

[ tighnari can't help the way his mouth curves in a little smile, but he's sure to try not to overstay his welcome - after a few moments spent enjoying the kiss, tighnari breaks away from it with a soft breath. ]

Apologies.

[ he murmurs, his face warm. ]

I suppose I got a little carried away.

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[ Tighnari may apologize, but Basch gets the distinct impression he is not sorry at all. ]

No apology needed. I have enjoyed our time together. I am glad you have too.

[ Which is...about as flirty as this knight is capable of, even as he stares a little breathlessly. When he was young, others enjoyed teasing or flustering him, and he suspects that is all this is. It does not make him uncomfortable as it did then, perhaps because there is no victory in it, just companionable warmth. ]

[veardant]

[ yeah, he's.. only a little sorry. his smile says as much. ]

I have. I've.. also lost count.

[ he admits, with a light laugh, though his hands remain resting comfortably on basch's chest. this is nice. this is good. ]

I think that makes four for you. Shall I roll one last time?

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[ Basch's glance darts to the ground, but he's smiling too. He's not quite bold enough to put a hand over the other's, but he also doesn't make any effort to dislodge them. Losing count is as much an endorsement as anything, and he's glad. He's not sure he has any right to be, but if it makes Tighnari happy, then, it is not remiss. ]

Please.

[veardant]

[ all right then, one final roll it is. tighnari tosses the dice and their last endeavor shall be.. bite mouth. not bad.

glancing upward again, once basch is ready, tighnari will tip his head up to brush their mouths together again, though this time he nips at basch's lower lip, lightly at first, before he sinks his fangs in a little more deeply. he doesn't bite hard enough to harm or draw bloow, just firmly enough to enjoy the soft plushness of his lip, giving a gentle tug.

gods, he feels warm all over. is it the air in this place, that makes him feel so at ease with this.. ? whatever it is, he's content, and comfortable. ]

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[ Basch isn't sure what to expect after Tighnari's increased teasing, but he does let his hands drift back to the other's waist as they step together again. When his sharp teeth brush gently over his lips, Basch thinks that's all there will be. Perhaps some selfish part of him is disappointed, but he's contented too, ready to step back and thank the other fora pleasant evening.

Then the bite tightens, tugging at his lip, and a low sound -- surprised and pleased -- vibrates in his throat down to his chest.

The kiss ends, but their bodies remain close, his hands lingering. ]

You are more mischievous than you first appear. [ His voice is a little breathless. It's been...a long time, since he felt this at ease with someone. He doesn't want it to be because of this cursed place. ]

[veardant]

[ tighnari can't help himself - he soon offers basch a cheeky little wink, one ear flicking. ]

I've been told that. Usually it takes a bit longer for people to pry out that side of me, but.. this place seems to expedite the process. it pushes people close together very quickly, coaxes them to lower their guards a bit more than they would normally, under average circumstances. it helps that basch seems very kind and gentle. ]

Now.. we should go get that payout, hmm? And after that -

[ a beat. ]

- maybe some wine?

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[ That ear flicks and Basch finds himself wondering what they'd feel like. Which is wildly inappropriate. It must be this place, after all his odd experiences today, but it makes him uneasy. He's no magick theorist, and in Ivalice it seems more contained to physical phenomena, not -- this.

But he also isn't upset about feeling relaxed with Tighnari. Blushes, even, at having put the other at ease.

And at the invite for wine. ]

I would be amenable to that.

[ And, as if on cue, their watches beep, a number flashing. ]

[veardant]

[ ah, and that's that. tighnari checks his watch to find that they've received the payout, and nods soon after. ]

Excellent. Wine it is. I'd like to know more about you.

[ they just spent the better part of a half hour touching and kissing, after all, and while tighnari has enjoyed a few casual flings in the past, he'd rather get to know this one. so they're off, out of the game rooms and toward the red cardinal. ]

Who you are, where you're from..

i'm cool with whatever wine/drink shenanigans

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[ Ah. That sinks his warm mood a little. There was nothing worth knowing about him, and while he would not lie, he cannot fathom that Tighnari will think as well of him with the truth.

Not that he deserves to outrun it. This was all inevitable.

Still, he knows it's a kindness, and he isn't going to turn that down. ]

You as well [ he says as they cross the space. It feels shorter, less foreboding with someone pleasant at his side.] Shall we take turns? [ He gives a small smile, teasing after their game. ]

sounds excellent! :3

[veardant]

Taking turns it is.

[ tighnari's smile is warm and inviting, his arm in basch's giving a little tug as they near the red cardinal, leading him into the bar. at the very least, the atmosphere here seems calm and relaxed, a blessing really, given tighnari's sensitive ears. a raucous sports bar is the last thing he needs.

they find two seats at the bar, and tighnari slides into one, his warm, padded fingers giving basch's knuckles a squeeze as he looks over the drink menu. ]

Any of these interest you?

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[ He still hasn't entirely wrapped his head around the arm in his. He's surprised by Tighnari's enthusiasm and...something else.

Charmed?

He does glance to Tighnari's ears as they grow close. Fran's ears were sensitive. He imagines Tighnari's are too, but it's not his place to decide for someone he hardly knows. But he doesn't falter, so Basch follows him to the bar. He startles again when Tighnari squeezes his hand, but he doesn't pull away.

Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised, but without the clear confines of the game, he feels adrift. ]

I...have no palette to speak of. [ Maybe he had once but his stomach is still adjusting to food outside the prison. ] I'll try what you like.

[ He always flirts better when he doesn't realize he is doing it. ]

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All right. Hmm..

[ crossing his legs, tighnari withdraws his hand to flip through the beverage menu, his brown-green eyes scanning the many wines and brews. ]

Wine or beer.. I tend to lean more toward wine, myself, most of the time.

[ beer has its place, but perhaps not at a place and time like this. ]

And usually I like a bold red.. but this sweet osmanthus sounds tempting as well. Do you enjoy sweet things?

lmao getting this man to make a decision when it doesn't matter

[bardische]

[ It's almost surreal to be in a public gathering place like this with no worry that someone will recognize him or his companion, no danger of one of his team being kidnapped (though he supposes they've all been kidnapped). Balthier had dragged him into a tavern or cafe when the opportunity had arisen, but both had been vigilant. He doesn't even know when the last time he was in a restaurant with no work obligations was.

Which means he almost doesn't know what to do. ]

Wine, then.

[ He doesn't think whatever cheap but filling house beer is even available here. The second question is more difficult. Does he? It's been such a long time since food and drink itself wasn't a pleasant luxury. The opulence of sugar often makes him uncomfortable, and lately anything rich hurts his stomach. But he isn't going to particularly enjoy it either way. Why share his preference? Except he doesn't like to lie. ]

I did once, but my stomach is not used to them again yet. I think for wines it makes little difference though; I am happy with both.

he has option paralysis.. thankfully tighnari is very decisive!!

[veardant]

Hmm..

[ tighnari looks thoughtful, gazing over the wines - he certainly doesn't want basch to get an upset stomach because tighnari gave him something too sweet, so the osmanthus is off the list. he taps the menu. ]

Perhaps the chilled nut, then. It seems more mild, and mint is good on the stomach.

[ glancing up toward basch again, he smiles, then leans onto the bar to ask the bartender for two glasses of chilled nut, as well as some water. they should probably hydrate! ]

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[ Basch squirms inside. He'd rather not be held to their order, something he does not know enough about to execute well, and so he's glad Tighnari makes a decision. He's interested, as well, in something that's safer territory. ]

You know something of herbs' effects on the stomach?

[ The bartender returns with all four glasses. What a luxury, still, the be hydrated at all times. It has done wonders on his skin an hair, and he glancingly has the odd thought that he's glad he didn't arrive in this place entirely fresh out of prison. ]

To kindness in such a harsh place [ he murmurs, lifting his glass. ]

[veardant]

To kindness, indeed.

[ tighnari lifts his glass, clinking it gently to basch's before he takes a long sip. it's good, refreshing as expected, and tighnari hums his pleasure, and nods. ]

I do. I'm a botanist and a medic, so I'm well acquainted on the effects of plants and fungi on the body.

slow for travel for a few more days

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[ To him the beverage is simply non-offensive, some twinge of guilt panging that he's here sipping alcohol when so many in Dalmasca are under occupation due to his actions, but there is little to be done for it right now.

Tighnari, at least, seems satisfied and that is something. ]

I tend to get along with medics [ He says with a small smile. ] I have been a solider for a long time.

no worries!

[veardant]

A soldier, hm?

[ he's reminded briefly of cyno, and all that he goes through, all the times that tighnari has needed to patch him up again and again. has it been the same for basch, he wonders..? ]

Well, with any hope you won't need my services here..

Sorry for the delay! I was waiting to hear back on Basch -- he is in!

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Always appreciated traveling with a medic, especially those who knew the plants.

[ he sips too. The beverage makes no real difference to him, just drinking to be polite. ]

I know a little, but I preferred to have someone more seasoned with my troops when I could.

no problem, congratulations!! :D

[veardant]

Understandable. Medics are a necessity on the battlefield. I've never worked under conditions like that, but my best friend is a soldier, and I've had to patch him up more times than I could count.

[ smiling, he leans one elbow onto the bar. ]

I hope you'll do your best not to worry me quite as much.