In which Questions are Asked

[leviathaned]

[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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[alethiological]

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.]

[leviathaned]

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?

[alethiological]

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.

[leviathaned]

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.]

[alethiological]

[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.]

[leviathaned]

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

[alethiological]

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.]

[leviathaned]

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.

[alethiological]

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.

[leviathaned]

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.