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[It might have been a quiet day for Will, but we doubt it.

Either way, his door just got literally kicked in, and one of the secretaries shrieked just enough for Sei to interrupt his own dramatic entrance.]

---Aaah, no, no, sorry Gwen, I'm sorry, I just need to talk to your boss, calm down...

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[Deep breath and a sigh, then turning back to the girls who look two seconds away from interrupting World War 1.]

Close up. Take the night off. You know nothing.

[It's not an answer to Sei, really, but the two girls immediately salute in the unison that only comes to the really-well-trained military, and that's an answer enough.]

[Picking himself up off the floor and straightening out and--

ow fuck doorframe jesus fuck. Give him a second he needs to mutter about stupid short architects.]

...Right. Try to look less...intimidating and Inquisitor-y, I don't think you want this in rumors tomorrow morning.

[Sei gets the sympathetic wince of someone who has walked into that same doorway an infinite amount of times and usually with more momentum.]

I'm not sure I can be less... [Shrug. Him. Go figure how someone so lazy can be scary as hell.] But I don't care. Whatever I do won't be any worse than their assumption on my married life.

[There is the faintest of undercurrents in that statement that could be defined as amusement. Of which the only explanation is he is actively trolling the tabloids. He is the worst role model.]

...Just try not to make anyone wither into dust from glaring and I think we'll manage.

[For some reason, he's pulling that bright blue scarf out of his pocket and where did he get a hat and why does Sei suddenly look like an extraordinarily dapper street rat.]

C'mon. This hour they won't be too crowded.

I don't make promises I can't keep.

[And he gets the most blank stare ever for his antics. The one he's used to when he's being stupid. Turning and walking from the room. Only long enough to come back with a coat.

Also smacking Sei's hat clear off his head.] Stop being stupid. I should bring you on an intelligence assignment so you know how to look less ridiculous.

[The coat fits just fine and Will leaves without anything more than the most drab overcoat ever. Seriously, Sei, don't be an idiot.]

[Snorting.] I told you, these people know me. I grew up in this part of town.

[Turns out it's a collapsible hat that he just...palmed out of the air? And turning on his heel to head on out, Will will either keep up or he won't.

...He's a lot like a shark when he's actually confident, it's not helping anything is it.]

And I have spies that kill people just for looking like you.

[It is said entirely conversationally and it's probably the only proof the antichrist thing messed him up more than he'd assume. That kind of shit is never said publicly.

He also doesn't notice it, since he lapses into silence walking aside Sei with his eyes shut. Ignoring the feeling, ignore it ignore it ignore it -

but at least there's someone who keeps up with Sei's walking speed without falling into that weird power-walk-skipping combo to keep up.]

That explains the knife to my kidney the other week. I think they need more vacation time, that cough sounded icky.

[The farther they get into lowtown, the more Sei starts to exude a kind of confidence Will's never seen on him. Turns out those stupid impulses and bad decisions come from being so far out of his element he doesn't know which way is up-appropriately, among lowlifes Sei is as a king; unhassled, unharrassed, and friendly. Charismatic. Comfortable.

The brewery is closer to the docks, near the river, and smells overpoweringly of rum and fish, but he leads Will in through the backdoor like he owns the damn place.]

So, strong stuff, knock-you-out stuff, or 'won't remember tonight at all' stuff?

That wasn't mine.

[Maybe he'll be less of an idiot once he's in element. It already seems that way. Though while Sei passes as a king, Will changes for no better or worse. Just a thing that passes through without a glance or notice.

He sits in the closest free seat next to some loser, shares a nod with him, and turns back to Sei. Considering warning bells should be firing off because inquisitor - it never happens.

All observers may now take a moment to be surprised that Will is capable of subtle.] As close to ninety-eight percent as you can.

Right. [Sei rummages through the stores for a moment, although giving nothing's labeled it's a mystery how he picks stuff out, before setting a bottle down in front of Will before flopping into a seat himself, all young gangly limbs and completely incorrect angles to sit in a chair in, with his own bottle.]

I don't think you want to know where the glasses have been, so we'll skip that part.

[He's waving off calls for him to join card games at the time...he's been here more than somewhat frequently, turns out.]

[He doesn't even bother questioning for a glass. Simply knocking it back without a wince with the kind of grace only someone well-versed in alcohol outings could attain.

He remains silent until the third call Sei gets. Which earns a-] The blonde's hiding aces in his sleeve.

[Whether a bar fight starts out from that or not, his observation skills are something frightening.]

You'd think he'd learn, he got caught uptown last week, too. Sharp eyes, though.

Not hard to imagine. His movements are too shaken. He's too busy worrying over people catching him than to actually go through with it right.

[It's not even that hard to do either. Cheaters these days are pathetic.]

This is what happens when I don't have the money to keep them sharp for a couple months, alas.

[Shruuuugging. Yes, he's outright admitting he not only gambles but cheats like a motherfucker, he sees no shame in this.] It's kind of adorable how hard they try, though.

If you try cheating around me, I'll call you out.

[But he isn't telling him not to cheat. Just don't let him catch it and you're good.] And it's not adorable, it's pathetic.

Same difference, really.

I would never, around you. [Or at least never let you catch him.] Besides,I'm here to drink, not bilk drunken idiots out of their wages.

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