and drown the absurdity of life in a glass of red wine

[faking]

Who: Alois Trancy and, like, whoever... has birthday wishes or wants cake. Seriously, I wouldn't blame you if you just came for the cake. (Basically, house members and anyone he's told, COME TO MY BIRTHDAY.)
When: Throughout the day on November fifth! If you have a specific time in mind, you can note as much - before 'festivities,' during, or after, any time of day.
Where: Big Pimpin' Party House (aka Ciel's posh mansion, gotta love that demon masonry) -- specify a room if you like! HE'S EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE, a fancy gust of wind through your chilly heart.
Summary: He's seventeen now and it's very Exciting. Also wine.
Warnings: Alois... Trancy.........

As Alois wanders, he's carrying a wine bottle with him.

Not because - look, have a little faith in him. He isn't chugging straight from it or anything, he's not so much a lush; really, the bottle's symbolic, because now no one can rightfully tell him he can't. Abolishing rules is one of his favorite things (second only to challenging them regardless of their legitimacy), so it's impossible to keep him from parading his new found freedom at least a little bit.

But, yes, he will be progressively more ... full of alcohol as the day goes on. He's coherent, for sure, and isn't stumbling all over himself, but by the time afternoon rolls around, his cheeks will be warm and he'll just grow merrier. What a nice birthday...

Seriously though, he wants presents.

Comments

[ferventknight]

Yes! That's a--

[ he was cut off by the movement right into his nose. that crack was definitely loud and he can feel liquid trickling down him his nostril. he had no doubt it was broken now and just.. damn it! ] What was that for?! [ but before he even got the chance to retaliate, there was alois practically sobbing on him. the words he spoke bothered him. he really was gone for a while but it wasn't his fault.

instead of doing what he wished for vengeance, he held one hand to his own nose and went to point towards the lone cup on the mini table. ] Yeah.

[ he managed to say with a small wince of his nose. but he'll follow with a nod. and now mumbling...] A beginning to an apology, if you wish.

[faking]

[His clinging persists, and he's got the side of his face pressed against Elliot's chest. The hot chocolate is lovely, and Alois wants to take it and drink it all for himself, but he also doesn't want to let go just yet because - well. The Core giveth, and the Core taketh away...? Alois purses his lips.]

Well I supposed I wouldn't ever see you again, [he says, sounding sour and sad both at once.] Why wouldn't I be angry? Ugh.

[Abruptly, he tears himself away from Elliot, turning round sharply to face the chocolate instead. When he takes the mug in his hands, he says, still turned away,] Let's get you some ice, shall we?

[ferventknight]

I'm here now and that's what matters. Alright?

[ that's all he could really say about the matter. he's not saying that he didn't expect him to be mad but-- to go that far?!

a sigh. he probably deserved it. he knew he deserved it. but he won't admit to it. holding his nose, he looked away and gave a firm nod. ] That would be nice. Unless you're wanting another shot at me.

[ a joke. it was just a joke. please don't hit him again. ]

[faking]

...All right. [It's a mumble, and the sulky sort. In an effort to hide some of his own face, when he turns back to Elliot, he raises the mug and dips into the whipped cream a little. Such a great texture.]

Your sugar glider's still here, you dumb jerk, [he says into his drink, and then sips past the whipped cream.] Your snake, too. I kept them well the whole time. And your room's still empty. [With his free hand, he gropes in his pocket until he finds his handkerchief, which he offers with averted eyes.] I guess we're even. Mostly.

[He makes to head down the hallway, towards the kitchen, expecting Elliot to follow him - but presently he stops short, after only a few steps.]

Um -

[His shoulders hunch up, a little self-consciously.]

I'm glad you came home... I mean, I'm glad you came back here, once you got... back.

[ferventknight]

[ after taking the handkerchief and pressing it up to his nose, he followed alois for a few steps and stopped when he did. he was glad to hear that his pets had been kept safe. he almost expected worse to become of them but that just means he still has something here that was his.

the fact nothing had been done to his room was enough to please him as well. but those last few words were what really got to elliot. home. the word was almost foreign to him.

but it was nice. tossing his head to the side, he gave a small tch under his breath before placing his free hand against his own hip. ]

Where else would I have gone?! [ and a huff. IT'S NOT LIKE I WANTED TO COME BACK HERE OR ANYTHING, STUPID!! ] It's just-- [ ugh!! to many feelings. ]

I didn't want to be stuck out there at night. It's cold, alright? [ aka: i am glad to be home. ]