bonne anniversaire

[unbr8kable]

Who: Requiem, Nemesis
Where: the lobby, for starters
When: Day 181

[Nemesis is waiting in the appropriate spot at the appropriate time, hair tamed and carrying a small bouquet--long stems of bluebells, lily of the valley, sunflowers, carnations, and a pink rose, tied with a tyrian and navy ribbon. She rocks back on her heels as she waits, the anticipatory type of nervous, but straightens as Requiem approaches]

Hey. Wanna head out?

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[unbr8kable]

[pulls away, though not without a couple follow ups]

[eventually:]

...Stop being so distracting, you'll be air-dry at this rate.

[stakesthesame]

[ huffs, but sits back, extending her damp wings and fluffing them up a little. ]

I'll let you work, then.

[unbr8kable]

Please. I'm a professional here.

[the chuckle is strong in her voice as she circles behind Req, keeping in constant physical contact all the while. She hums, then sets the dryer to low, aiming it not too close to the fluff at the base of her wings; lets that run a while to test the temperature]

Okay so far?

[stakesthesame]

Mmm.

[ Leans forward onto her hands, eyes closes, ruffling her feathers every so often to let the air get into the damp spaces-- thankfully, they start to dry pretty quickly. ]

[unbr8kable]

[Nods then, spreading out, slowly letting the cool air wash over the ruffled feathers, aiming for fairly even coverage from the root of her wings up and out to the pinions. If anything looks too clumped together or obviously out of place, she'll reach out to gently right it, but otherwise, keeps her free hand idly stroking at Req's bare shoulder]

[stakesthesame]

[ shifts one hand back to cover the one on her shoulder, loosely entwining their fingers, but mostly just stays still and indulges in the surprisingly nice feeling of having someone settle her feathers. ]

[unbr8kable]

[She is surprisingly gentle at it, perhaps overly careful to keep from hurting her, but it's satisfyingly intimate in the way playing with hair is, so she continues]

[stakesthesame]

[ it's not long before they're suitably dry and soft again, only slightly damp in places you really have to dig through the layers to get into.

req turns her head, slightly, to kiss nem's knuckles. ]

Should be good, baby.

[unbr8kable]

If you're sure.

[She shuts off the dryer, but continues to smooth over the feathers, making sure they all seem to be where they should be with an amount of care much higher than she generally spends on herself, so don't worry,]

[stakesthesame]

I'm sure!

[ lets nem continue to preen, as she pulls her halter top over her head and reaches back to secure the snaps under her wings. easier to put on herself than trying to struggle with something over her wings, in general. ]

... ready to head up to our last and final stop?

[unbr8kable]

[noses at the nape of her neck before standing up straight and finally pulling away from her wings]

If you are. Wanna pack back up?

[stakesthesame]

Yeah.

[ shivers, smiling, and turns to nuzzle her lips against her cheek before straightening again and heading out into the room.

clean up their garbage, grab their stuff-- bags, her bass, their flowers... ]

[unbr8kable]

[Clothes, food...]

We don't gotta get dressed for real or nothing?

[stakesthesame]

Nah, we're just headin' upstairs. Picked up the key card earlier.

[ pulls it out of her discarded pants pocket and wags it at her, but gathers the stuff under her arm and holds the door open so nem can go through. ]

[unbr8kable]

[Goes, waiting for Req to lead her to the next location]

Feels like some kinda spy flick...

[stakesthesame]

Not THAT exciting, unfortch.

[ leads her to the elevator and up a few floors, tapping the key card on a door a handful of rooms down.

The room opens up into what looks like a little ticket counter, with a mini popcorn machine and drink station. And beyond the wall just behind it is a miniature theater, one wall fully a screen, but lacking rows and rows of audience: the whole far side (excepting the small door to the bathroom of course) is taken up by a large bed, all black and red with a tablet on the side table waiting for movie input. ]

[unbr8kable]

[Walks in to look around...ooh, popcorn]

You wanna watch a movie?

[stakesthesame]

Figured it'd be a nice place to wind down after everything else.

[ goes to set their things near the bed, fluffing up the blankets and pillows. ]

Wanna make some popcorn?

[unbr8kable]

[Smiles, dropping her stuff as well and leaning into Req, mostly because she's there]

Yeah... Definitely better than balancing a phone on your knee or something.

You bring your food coloring?

[stakesthesame]

Yeah, some of it.

[ digs into her bag and tags out a little dropper bottle, wagging it. ]

I'll make the stuff-- you get comfy. Pick a movie.

[unbr8kable]

'Kay.

[leans in again, then goes up towards the tablet to skim through the movie choices]

You got any preferences? No romcoms, giant monsters only or whatever?

[stakesthesame]

Pfft. Kissy movies are totes lame.

[ leans down to kiss her hair before she moves away, before heading over to the popcorn machine. ]

Pick whatever you like, though!

[unbr8kable]

I'm gonna talk shit through it the entire time either way, so...

[Starts poking through for something adequately ridiculous and low-budget to heckle]

You keep up with Hell cinema?

[stakesthesame]

Nope. Think the last time I watched a movie was with you, anyway.

[ a pause ]

Maybe pick something that's not gonna get weird if you start getting handsy again though.

[unbr8kable]

What's this slander? I can keep my hands to myself.