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Hmmm . . . fair enough!

[ Also he can heal himself anyway probably, so.

Taking the offered hand. ]

[ he yanks venti over the edge, whee!, and then after a bit of falling he turns them both into birds. venti gets to be some cute small bird and he's going to make himself a falcon in case he needs to keep venti from becoming a smear on the ground. ]

[ He definitely thinks they're going to splat for a second.

But then he has wings, and they work.

And the wind is rushing up to meet him.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is the happiest songbird soaring you've ever seen. ]

[ follows behind him. ] ...a liiiittle bit different from how things worked in Teyvat, but an alright replacement, no?

[ The response is absolutely delighted (and beautiful!) bird song as he flaps his wings to soar high and then dives back down, making loops and figure eights. ]

[ he's going to go back and perch on the balcony, watching venti as he flies all over. ] Silver told me turning people into animals helps sometimes, so if you're ever feeling down and want to spread your wings come see me.

[ How could it be that This One Harbinger was valid the entire time? What a revelation.

The tiny Ventibird continues this joyful flying for a while, before eventually landing on Childe's shoulder and nudging his cheek, feathers fluffed happily.

Maybe that's like "thank you." ]

[ his own feathers ruffle as venti nudges him. ] Don't mention it. This place is a dumpster fire, so we're going to need to rely on each other to survive on a number of levels. Let's head back inside though and have some of that liquor, alright?

[ he'll fly them both back onto the balcony and then change himself back and then venti. guess you're sitting on his shoulders now! ]

[ Welcome, you fasttracked to Shoulder Venti.

His cheeks are flushed pleasantly when he poofs back, slinging an arm over the top of Childe's head and resting it there. ]

Who would have pegged you for being so kind and cute, ehe--!

[ he huffs a laugh as venti leans against his head, more or less using it as an arm rest. ]

Well I'm nothing like La Signora if you were thinking of trying to compare me to her. [ he crinkles his nose and heads to a seat, dropping into it and not bothering to ask venti to leave his perch. he can stay there. ] And I'm very cute, TYVM.

[ HA HA HA HA LA SIGNORA ..................... ]

Ohhh? Not a fan of your esteemed colleague? How surprising!

[ snorts, rolling his eyes. ] Just because we quote unquote work together doesn't mean we get along let alone like each other. [ pours them both a glass of that snezhnayan liquor and then passes one along to shoulder venti. ]

[ "Just because we work together doesn't mean we like each other"

> Thinks about Celestia
> Thinks about the Tsaritsa
> Thinks about Murata ]

Ehehe, cheers to that!

[ Lifting the glass with his free hand ]

[ lifts his glass and gently clinks it with venti's and then promptly throws his head back and downs the entire thing. unlike liquor from mondstadt this shit hits hard and burns on the way down. it's got a subdued flavor that's only slightly sweet, but it really seems like all it exists to do is get you shit faced, since, c'mon, that's what liquor's for!!! ]

[ He throws his own back

WHOAAAAA ]

Wahhhhh--! It lives up to its name!

[ He doesn't choke or sputter on it at all, this is a SEASONED ALCOHOLIC ]

Did master Diluc ever tell you about the Snezhnayan merchant that tried selling our stuff to Mondstadt, but the lightweight took a drink, passed out for a few days, and then told the guy that you weren't ready for it~?

[ GASPS

And then bursts out laughing ]

No, he did not! And I suspect he'll carry that story to his grave!

Probably, but it spread like wildfire through the Fatui and every now and again we have a good laugh about it.

Leave it to Mondstadt's greatest protector to protect us even from good booze . . .

Well now you've got me to smuggle it in for you. Just don't let him find out or he'll have both my heads. [ burst out laughing. ]

[ Pat pats his hair ]

So long as you keep supplying the goods, both your heads are safe.

[ snorts. ] Is that a promise?

And like Master Diluc [ he rolls his eyes. ] could beat me in a fight. I'd mop the floor with him.

An unstoppable force meeting an immovable object . . .

[ let him watch, boys ]

Pah, we'll see about that.

I doubt I'll get the chance, since what are the odds of four of us ending up in this literal hell hole?

Don't give them ideas . . .

Edited 2021-04-30 21:39 (UTC)

Re: day 352, afternoon.

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