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[brushoff]

"You've reached the inbox of one Dorian Gray. Don't forget to leave me a message. If you're interesting, I'll get back to you."

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[brushoff]

[ Pause.

Paaaaaaaaaause.

Dorian looks Florian over, taking in the skinny pale fancy man with floppy black hair, before he says something that will probably make Florian have even more of an apoplectic fit when it's all over. ]

You look weirdly like me when you do your hair like that.

[ Just saying! He gestures for Florian to enter his room with a, ] Come on inside.

[monsterjohann]

Don't insult him like that!

[Johann's flopped rather dramatically on the couch, already a little tipsy, but he sits up when Florian walks in.]

Welcome to my cell, boss.

[a_titanum]

[ He shrugs at the first, then toddles over to nudge Johann and sits in his lap without any preamble whatsoever. Johann is now chair. Best chair. ]

The most important thing is that I don't look like Flora [ he announces ] and it's a very nice cell. Reminds me of home with everything all over the place in piles.

[brushoff]

When you're a hundred and fifty years old, you pick up a lot of stuff, [ Dorian says, with a little shrug. He heads to the kitchen to make Florian a drink, hollering back as he does, ]

You're also getting rum, by the way.

[monsterjohann]

[He threads his fingers in Florian's dark hair, pressing a kiss to his neck.]

Rum is too sweet. [He picks up his own drink and sits back.]

I don't see how he manages to find anything in here.

[a_titanum]

When this is how you organize, you have a vague scheme in mind of using certain items and locations as a key to knowing where you left other items. It's utterly incomprehensible to anyone but the person who began the assignment of rubbish but remarkably affective if one has anything like a decent memory.

[ He'll tuck up against Johann a little more firmly. ]

Rum is fine, even if it's a touch Southern for my taste. I don't suppose you have the makings of a vodka tonic?

[brushoff]

Of course I have the makings of a vodka tonic, [ he hollers back from the kitchen. ] I'm not an animal.

[ One vodka tonic for Florian! ]

[monsterjohann]

Oh, I want one too!

[He probably has only a couple more drinks left in him, but he's hardly concerned about decorum.]

[a_titanum]

With a splash of blackberry schapps if you have it, please!

[brushoff]

All right, all right, two vodka tonics on the way! [ He sighs, before pointing out, ]

You two have tried gin, right? It's much better.

[monsterjohann]

[Johann rolls his eyes.]

Your tastes are overwhelmingly bland, Herr Gray.

[a_titanum]

[ He leans in and murmurs in Johann's ear- ]

Have you told him he's terribly similar to someone from Mittengelt?

[brushoff]

[ Dorian simply rolls his eyes right back at Johann before continuing on mixing the drinks. Oddly enough, he does have a little bit of schnapps—though really, that blackberry is probably quite old, Dorian rarely drinks the stuff. Two vodka tonics, a little blackberry schnapps, one gin and tonic, added lemon.

He veeeeeery carefully carries all three drinks into the living room with a, ] Johann, grab yours before I drop them.

[a_titanum]

[ Given Florian had been sitting on him, he decides it to be much easier for him to slip up and walk over, the gloves on his hands brushing lightly against Dorian's as he retrieves his own and Johann's. Johann's is passed to him before he sits on him again.

He's more interested in the drink than talking.]

[monsterjohann]

[Johann leans his chin on Florian's shoulder before he drinks.]

Mmm, have you been enjoying the bugs, Dorian? I hardly see a difference in you.

[brushoff]

That's because this sort of thing doesn't affect me like others! [ Dorian grins. ] What's this flood anyway, loosening impulses? Saying what you think? I do all that shit on a daily basis anyway.

[a_titanum]

I'm enjoying it, but I know at the end, I'm going to be rather unhappy.

[ He sips at his drink, frowns, then sips again. A quick nod at Dorian. Not bad. ]

[monsterjohann]

Of course you will be.

[Dorian gets a laugh.]

You know, that'd why I like you, Herr Gray. I don't have to read into the shit you say.

[brushoff]

[ Dorian preens a little. ]

I will admit, I do try to put up the image of an enigmatic monster who nobody knows and doesn't give a fuck. I don't like it when people know me. But you're my inmate. It's stupid to put up an image with you because we're going to end up baring our souls to each other thanks to some damn flood sooner rather than later.

[ a pause before, ] And since you're a package deal, might as well stop trying to put up an image around you, Florian. You're more than welcome to swing by my place and drink yourself to death once the flood is finished, if you want.

[a_titanum]

I'm more likely to hole up in a closet or something and try to starve myself to death but it's a lovely offer, Herr Gray.

[ He turns to Johann then. ]

Does he know, Johann? That he has two monsters here with him? A full set of three then.

[monsterjohann]

He thinks he does, but Herr Gray has an awful tendency to think he is the worst monster of the lot.

[He doesn't mind Florian's answer to what will happen later; it seems right. He'll probably care about that later.]

[brushoff]

I'm older than both of you put together. I'm worse by default.

[a_titanum]

That is not how anything works, Herr Gray. How much have you had before I got here?

[monsterjohann]

This is exactly what I mean.

[Johann takes a drink with a laugh.]

There's no reasoning with him.

[brushoff]

Shall I list off my crimes? [ he giggles. ] I don't mind talking about myself.