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Who: Adelaide & You!
When: Various times in October
What: Listen, everything’s fine, and no mistakes are being made at all. Also Aube has too much food.
Where: Campus, Soleil.
Warnings: Mentions of blood & alcohol in the Soleil prompt.

campus;
[So far, being a member of the student council isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Sure, she knew there was going to be a lot of math involved, and she doesn’t mind it, but she minds the talking sword. She minds it a lot - it’s really kind of annoying, the way it nags her about money constantly. She has to admit her spending habits have changed since being gifted with the rapier, and she’s not sure how she feels about that.

There’s also the fact that wherever she goes in uniform there’s a trail of yellow rose petals left in her wake. She can’t really get around without being noticed anymore, because the petals are so invasive. She doesn’t even know what to do with them - will they disappear on their own? Should she use them for something? She’s unsure.

Either way, rules are rules and she has to wear her uniform on campus, so she’s a beacon of fiscal responsibility more days than not.]

aube;
[It’s not quite a daily occurrence, but it’s still pretty common to find Adelaide in the kitchen. She’s as prolific a baker as always, and she spends much of her free time baking up something for people to enjoy. She doesn’t have quite as much time to run a stand, what with classes started up again and her new responsibilities, but her dormmates will find the dorm well-stocked with any sort of baked good they could imagine.

Some days when she’s baking she seems...well. Stressed out. Her hair is a mess, and her movements are jerky and uncoordinated like she’s in a rush, and sometimes there’ll be a grimace on her face. She’s...Well. Trying to seem like she’s not bothered, though.]

soleil;
[This may have been...a mistake. A grave mistake, some could say. She’s not really sure what compelled her to go out to town tonight, but it’s probably because she’s lonely. She could go seek out company with someone she already knows - go talk to Maverick, or go check in on Rex, or maybe ask if Lia wanted to make something - but she doesn’t do that. Instead, she goes out to Soleil and finds herself in a bar.

She can’t get drunk the traditional way. She gets nothing by going to a bar, except...Well.

Just this once won’t hurt, right? She’s not going to kill anyone and she’s pretty sure the guy eyeing her up won’t mind. Just one bite won’t hurt.]

Ah, fuck.

[She pushes herself upright, stepping into the crowd at the bar. She’s really going to do this, huh?]

soleil part 2;
[She’s pleasantly buzzed, and wobbles a bit when she walks. She’s left the bar for the streets, and the guilt hasn’t quite set in yet. She can still taste the blood on her tongue, and she’s surprised it was as potent as it is.

Huh. Maybe she should be concerned about that. But she isn’t.

She laughs to herself, looking up at the stars and stretching her arms above her head. She should...head back to campus.]

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I'm always right!

[She nudges him again, laughing and swinging their hands together.

Maverick is cute when he blushes.]

You're cute when you blush.

[fuuuuuck??]

Okay, okay, for real... Shut the fuck up with that shit. [Gonna give him the wrong impression!! Especially if she keeps insisting all this while going on about how she's always right, jeez.]

[Laughs!

She reaches up to pinch at his cheek with her free hand.]

Awww, are you embarrassed?

[DEATH]

Like hell I am! Fuck off!

[As punishment, he's gonna take his hand back away from her. Enjoy your consequences!!]

You're super embarrassed!

[She reaches back out for him as he pulls away, grinning.]

Awww, Maverick!

[hhhh woman you're killing him... The more Actually Embarrassing this is, the less fun he's having, but if he makes too big a deal of it, it could make her think he could hate her again. Being angry doesn't mean he hates her!! Ugh, this is all so stupid and frustrating and embarrassing... Still gonna move around so she can't catch him, or at least that's what he assumes. He's never really seen Adelaide in action, so he doesn't know how incredibly easy this would be for her if she tried.]

And you're super drunk! What's your fucking point?!

[Oh, she could catch him easily, but as it is she just stumbles, unsteady on her feet.

Which is probably for the best.

She clasps her hands together in front of her, and the smile on her face is completely dopey.]

I like you a lot, you know.

Tch.

[Still... When he looks at her, how can he not feel better? Even if she doesn't mean it like that, she's still earnestly saying it while looking that cute. Something so simple shouldn't hurt so much and cheer him up at the same time, that's way too complicated.]

Dumbass... I like you, too. A lot. [Too much, probably.] Which is why I'll kindly omit this part of the night and spare you the fucking regret, when you're back to normal.

[They're a mess. A complete, total mess who really need to learn how to communicate.

She bounces on her heels, still wobbling a bit, but she's just - she's just glad that Maverick likes her back. There's a pang of guilt, still, but...she can ignore it for now.]

Okay, sure, that works for me. But I'll still like you.

[did she not Know already... If Maverick were asked, he'd say he's pretty sure he tells her he likes her in some way every time they hang out for more than ten seconds, he just can't help it.]

Sure. ...Yeah.

[Unfortunately, same here. It's more important to hold his hand against her back to steady her than linger on it, though, so he goes ahead and does that.]

Careful, jeez... Let's go. Almost back.

[Unfortunately for Maverick, Adelaide is an idiot.

She goes quiet, though, a thoughtful look on her face before she nods.]

Yeah. Sorry for ruining your plans.

[Well, that makes both of them.

He snorts derisively at the apology, bringing her in close again while doing his best to not unbalance her.]

Don't apologize, dumbass. This is way better than drinking alone, perpetuating a fucking series of bad decisions. I mean, fuck, I got to hear you say you like me, why would I not wanna be doing this instead?

[Birds of a feather and all that.

She leans against him, a crooked grin on her face.]

Do you want to hear me say I like you more often?

[This absolute, adorable menace.]

Yeah. [Selfishly so. He can push it to make it ridiculous again, though.] I fucking deserve it, don't I? Look at me, being a fucking gentleman, escorting a beautiful lady back to her home... It's really only fair.

I'll make a note of that! After all, you deserve to be celebrated for everything you do.

[Will she remember this? Who knows.]

[He hopes not tbh, he'll die.

It's been a while since he was on campus this late, but it still feels the same as always. The real weird part is heading to Aube's dorm instead of Lumière, and he gives the other building a lingering look before sighing to himself and focusing on the way ahead.]

You know, don't think I've ever been to your room. We really do need to see each other more often.

[Sounds like a reason to remember this.

She looks back at him, before nodding.]

You should come over more! My room's always open to you. Unless Kohaku doesn't want you there.

No clue who the fuck that is, so we're probably good.

[Although he wouldn't be surprised that people find him objectionable on sight alone... Despite Adelaide calling him handsome and cute in just this conversation alone, he's pretty positive that he cuts a rough silhouette and his attractiveness is more unconventional than anything. Adelaide's the weirdo.]

Maybe I'll take you up on that. You can come by my room at the inn, too. Mousie's around there when he's not busy with school and work and shit, so it's like a two for one deal.

[or at least that was the plan afaik for the time being re: Toki, shrug... either way, gotta upsell because what if he's not enough!!]

My roommate, obviously. She's alright. She has a cool sword.

[There's a beat, as Adelaide considers this before nodding.]

Yeah, that sounds good. It'd be nice to see you in your natural habitat.

You have a cool sword now too, dumbass.

[Did she forget or does she just like Kohaku's more... Anyway.]

I'm fucking hurt. The world is my natural habitat. I'm always authentically Maverick, king of the universe.

It would be cooler if it didn't nag me so much...

[It's hard out there with a psychic sword.

She snorts, before nodding.]

Yeah, yeah. I don't think I've ever seen you be any less than your best.

What's it got to nag you about? You're perfect.

[But... Yeah... He doesn't need a psychic sword in his life. He's glad Nana had the sense not to ask him to help out beyond the campaign, like being a running mate or something weird.]

Dunno 'bout that. I was fucking being dumb as hell when I first got my Contract... I don't even think I told you that's what it was, bothering me. You fucking fixed me up right anyway, though.

Spending money. Any money. It hates it.

[Also she's definitely not perfect, not in the slightest, but she's going to not bring that up because she doesn't want to drag the mood down.]

Aren't most people dumb when they get Contracts? No offense, but...

That's fucked up.

[How will she feed herself and others? Just because a guy bought her drink tonight doesn't mean she could rely on that every night. People were just too stupid!]

That's a fair point, but you're still fucking rude.

Right? That's what I said.

[It's a hard knock life! She needs to spend money! You can't not spend money!

She snorts.]

Sorry, sorry, I don't mean to offend.

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