Imeeji: IC Continuations

[leaveofabsence]

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Day 415: Monster Bingo

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[ His cheeks flush up all the way to his ears. ]

Are you really so impatient... the hotel is not so far away.

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[ He reaches up to trace one finger up one of Zhongli's horns. ]

Yes.



[ Since he asked! ]

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[ He stumbles the next step, inhaling sharply as a shiver rolls down his spine.

And then just gives Venti a look ]

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[ WINKS

And then gets all five fingers around that horn, stroking it suggestively ]

Careful now. ♪

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I will drop you if you cannot keep your hands to yourself until we get behind closed doors in a proper private setting.

[outofoffice]

[ Leave it to Morax to be a proper stick in the mud, even now!!!

He holds up both hands in a surrender position, then crosses them over his chest.

Zhongli didn't stipulate no singing, though, so he goes right back to that titillating siren song. Hands to himself. ]

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[ And Zhongli does his best to continue on in spite of the siren song and it's distractions. Surely he can manage such a simple task as getting back to Heart. He knows the way back to the hotel like the back of his---




Oh. Did they just walk right past the lobby doors just now? ]

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[ . . . Uhhhh . . . ]

--Morax . . .

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[ Still walking ]

Hmmmm...?

[outofoffice]

Do you know where you're going, Morax?

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Yes. Somewhere private.

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[ Glancing around them a few times.

Like.

]

. . . Okay.

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[ He continues a few steps.

Stops.

Looks around.




And then turns back to head toward the hotel again. ]

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. . .



[ Trembling in Zhongli's arms with what are, evidently, barely-suppressed giggles. ]

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[ EVENTUALLY.





They will make it to the elevator and on their way to Heart Soldier. ]

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[ Venti's mirth does not subside, even after the giggles do. ]

Am I that distracting, Mr. Zhongli?

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Your song...

[ Said kind of listlessly as he shuts the door behind him and heads for the hallway to his room. ]

It was unlike the other siren song I heard earlier today.

It was very---

Relaxing. Peaceful.

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Well, naturally!

[ Reaching up to ruffle Zhongli's bangs as they cross into his room. ]

Is there any question I would be the greatest siren, too?

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[ He just looks at Venti a little cross-eyed as his bangs are ruffled. ]

A siren does not perform for others. They perform for themselves.

That is not what you do.

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[ Sir . . . ]

That's surprisingly philosophical of you.

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[ One eyebrow raises ]

Surprisingly?

[ Said oh so nonchalantly as he traverses past his room to another doorway leading to a luxurious open bath that is---

Well.

Something that the god of wealth might own.

With an abundance of lush flowers and greenery. ]

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[ Gawking quite rudely ]

This is your bathroom?!

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. . .

Is it not too your liking?

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No, no, it's fine, it's just--

. . . So big and fancy . . .

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But of course.

[ And he sets Venti down at the edge of the tub next to some tall growing stalks of bamboo. ]

There is no reason to not take advantage of the comforts the producers offer us.

... Have you not upgraded your room?