anbruch: ( ᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴇsᴛʜᴇsɪᴀ: ᴅɴs. ) (ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ)
𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑢𝑐 𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑟. ([personal profile] anbruch) wrote in [community profile] sail_ooc 2022-05-29 03:57 pm (UTC)

[ he could prattle on about how the economy isn't powered by the smiling faces of drunkards like him, but wouldn't that be giving kaeya what he so desperately wants? little slivers of attention in the form of his irritation, all the negative aspects shoved eagerly aside to sup on, delighted by the breadth of his discomforts. and once he'd finished, he'd preen and fan his feathers. ostentatious in all that he does, diluc would like to say, but he knows. at least, he once did.

it isn't a comfort that he'd like to think too much on, entering this same feint and parry. it doesn't warm him from the inside. it doesn't knock at all some of the tension out of his shoulders, but there might be something in the tilt of his head. minute as it is to the accommodating way that kaeya instinctually gives over the space to observe to him. and that too, is perhaps why diluc considers the glass in kaeya's hand. keeps count by adding, subtracting the approximate way that he leans and the way he shucks on an act.

truly, there are none who are as dangerous as they two when there are common goals to consider. no matter how small it is. ]


It isn't. [ for all that musing and recall, the cut of diluc's stare inevitably comes flat. it's still more than he should give kaeya, but here he is. he tells himself every time. ]

Besides, isn't mingling on the clock your line of business? [ slacker. diluc picks up his juice and takes a idle sip. it's about half-full, compared to the destruction he's brought from the buffet. ] I'll leave the idle chit-chat to you.

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