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[It's early in the morning, just shortly after sunrise, and Richard is sitting on a fallen tree a short distance from House 6. Naoki had taken him there after CH 4 had collaspsed, and while it's far more crowded than Richard is used to, he's grateful to have a roof over his head and to be in the company of a friend (friends, possibly, though he's still not sure what Isamu thinks of him).

But eventually he needs some space, and that's why he's slipped outside to be alone for a while. Sure, he's seen several experiments by now, but this... this is completely different. Before this, Luceti hadn't seemed so bad at all. Now, however, he's not so sure.

And then there was that entire conversation he and Naoki had had the other day... it's amazing how confusing things could become in just two days. This is most certainly not the way Richard had been expecting to spend his 20th birthday.]

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You ass. I hate you. [Isamu is red in the face, but the comment doesn't have much venom to it even so.]

[Naoki laughs and swings an arm around his shoulders, giving him a friendly jostle.]

No, you don't. Now, you're gonna try my sake, got it?

[Richard nods, grinning.]

There's more than half the bottle left; it would be a shame to let it go to waste.

Yours? [He raises an eyebrow.]

If I'm gonna be forced, I guess. As long as you don't give any more to Giggles here.

Ahh...sorry, Richard. [A little grin as he goes about pouring up a cup for Isamu.]

No offense taken-- I suppose I have had a bit more than I probably should.

So when you say yours, you're not saying you made this, are you? How old are you again?

[He smirks a little as he takes the drink, giving it a curious sniff before sipping slowly.]

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[Naoki draws himself up slightly. Shush, Isamu, there's no legal age in Luceti.]

'Course I made it myself. Though Kushi-san ended up doing a lot of it.

It's quite good for a first attempt, wouldn't you agree?

I'll admit that, yeah.

[Drinking sake made by this Naoki of all people. Who knew?] So judging by the bottle here, Richie is something of a lightweight.

[Naoki quirks up an eyebrow at him.]

Kushi-san's sake is probably stronger than the kind we're used to, so...

It's definitely on the strong side if the taste is any indication.

[... but he'd still kind of like another cup.]

Can never take a damn joke...

[He takes a longer sip, thoughtful.] It is a bit stronger, yeah. Not that I'm an expert or anything.

[Naoki grins, shifting and leaning back on his hands.]

She doesn't distill it, I think--and said it wasn't bad for my first try.

... it isn't distilled?

[Suddenly, that explains so much.]

[...Yeah, Isamu will be sticking with the one glass, then. Richard can remain the most tipsy.]

That right? Huh.

She wasn't kidding, at least. The fact that it's actual alcohol is proof enough of that.

[To Richard, looking apologetic:] I...should've mentioned that before.

Yes, you probably should have, although at this point it's a bit late for "should"s.

[He doesn't sound that bothered by it, though. Thank the alcohol for that.]

I'd say he'd purposefully wanted to mess with you, but I don't think Naoki's actually capable of that.

[He smirks into his cup.]

[Naoki makes a slight face at him.]

Hey. Well, I wouldn't, but still.

Are you sure about that?

Even if he did, he'd feel bad afterward and apologize.

[Rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. It's true, so he can't really protest it.]

[Just chuckling at him again. Oh Naoki.]

[Isamu is nursing his drink very slowly.]

While I'm pestering Naoki - how long before you start rebuilding on your own?

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