rupert

[unrecked]

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[agleam]

[absolutely not he's here forever

and he's looking between the statue and jason with his good eye, the other still covered with a gauze patch.]

...Do I want to ask what happened? Also, do you need to get that checked out?

[gestures to his hand]

[unrecked]

[He slows to a stop facing Rupert. He glances at the back of his hand like he hadn't noticed it's busted. He flexes it carefully.]

It's fine. Don't worry about it. Got carried away.

[agleam]

It doesn't look fine. Come on, at least let someone clean it up for you.

[unrecked]

I can clean it. Worry about yourself.

[With WHAT. He glances at Rupert.]

How's your eye?

[agleam]

With what...

[he vibes with this bracket text. anyways, he shrugs.]

It's not bleeding anymore, so... It'll be alright.

[it will not be alright.]

[unrecked]

[DON'T SASS HIM.] I'll find something. [He is thinly frowning but what else is new.]

Where'd you stay last night?

[agleam]

[he's gonna! but he lets it go for now, even if he's frowning down at jason's hand.]

The new place that opened this week with all the clothes. You?

[unrecked]

Concierge.

[CLOSIES. He watches Rupert watch his hand.]

You able to get alcohol from the bar?

[agleam]

...I haven't really tried. Why?

[unrecked]

[He opens the front of his jacket and pulls out the flask they got when they arrived. He holds it out to Rupert.]

I need you to get me some vodka.

[agleam]

[he just looks at the flask for a long moment, not moving to take it.]

That feels kind of irresponsible of me.

[unrecked]

I don't want it to drink.

[He shakes the flask pointedly.]

I'm going to pour it over my hand.

[agleam]

[pauses and then hesitantly takes it]

I'm gonna watch to make sure.

[obnoxious]

[unrecked]

[A one shoulder shrug.]

If you want. It's not like I'm not going to be with you.

[agleam]

Okay...

[off they go! and even though he's a Teen, he's medieval and they have no drinking laws so he can probably get something. i feel like the mods said that. it's fine.]

[unrecked]

[IT'S VERY FUNNY WHEN RUPERT CAN BUY HIM ALCOHOL, BUT HE CANNOT. AAAAAAAAAAA. This is the best thing to happen honestly.

He will follow along, and he looks absolutely GRUMPY the ENTIRE time Rupert is doing this. Like, you know, a teenager who has been grounded.]

[agleam]

[the urge to tease him is so real, but unfortunately it's friday so the vibes are bad. he will remember this for later, though.

he hands him the flask once it's full.]

There.

[unrecked]

[NO, his one year... Tch. It doesn't even make that much of a difference.

He takes the flask with his left hand, and it truly doesn't matter a single bit they are still just right there, he tips it to pour some of it out over the back of his hand. He doesn't hiss so much as just suck in a short, quiet breath.

haha, IT STINGS]

[agleam]

[after a moment:]

...You okay?

[unrecked]

[He flexes his hand a few times before putting the cap back on the flask.]

I'll live. [And continue to be stinky and stupid.] ...Thanks.

[agleam]

[he waves a hand]

Don't mention it. It's not like it was hard.

[unrecked]

No, I agree it was pretty easy. It was more who you were doing it for.

[agleam]

...What do you mean?

[unrecked]

I mean me.

[agleam]

Yeah, but I don't get why you're being weird about it.

[rupert stop]