cold noses and free Mimosas

[sweets_soldier]

[Mihael's been sorta lonely, so he's finally wandered out of the room he's chosen on the second floor to a bar on the fifth. It's a fairly large bar, relatively empty when he walks in; immediately, though never really one to drink, the soldier makes his way across the expansive room, walking right behind the bar and starting to dig through the

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[chilichoc]

*Mel looks happier than she has in a while, and she gives Mihael a cheery wave as she comes in.*

Playing bartender on purpose, or did the mansion get you stuck there?

[sweets_soldier]

Melushka! [Mihael grins, scooping some ice into a cup and walking back over to the bar.] You look good today! [He means 'like she feels good.']

I assume I am here of my own accord. [Wily, pervy smirk!] Come to ask me on a date, did you?

[chilichoc]

*Mel shakes her head, feeling a little bad, but it's not like she ever unduly encouraged him in his flirting.*

I have a date. With Mail... he came back.

[sweets_soldier]

[Instead of being upset by this news, Mihael just grins brightly.] That is wonderful news, lastochka! Ahem, I mean, Melushka. [He winks in apology, still smiling.]

So this explains the happy, da? The return of your moy muzhchina? [Leaning against the counter, Mihael just smirks at her; he knows that Mel was fairly serious with her Mail, though he's also quite sure she won't understand the gravity of the term he's chosen to use.]

[chilichoc]

*He's certainly one of the cheerier Mellos she's ever met. But boy versions are always weird.*

My- what? *It's reasonably clear from context. Mel hops up onto a barstool.* Boyfriend? He is and he isn't back. He doesn't remember me.

[sweets_soldier]

Boyfriend. We will certainly go with this word if it what you choose.

[He gives her a confused look.] How can your moy muzhchina not remember you? Does he have that many women? [This line of thinking doesn't necessarily sit well with Mihael; he may be a pervert most of the time, but he does have a sort of soft spot for Mel already.]

[chilichoc]

No, of course not!

*She's sure Mail hasn't had any other women, ever.*

The fucking mansion did it. It's not the first time, either.

Do you know how to make a chocolate full moon?

[sweets_soldier]

Ah! [His smile returns, though not as bright or broad as it was before.] That is better than him leaving you on purpose, I assume.

And no. [He frowns at that.] You might walk me through it?

[chilichoc]

Better, but not really easier. *She still worries that he might never remember everything.*

The drink is easy. *She holds up a hand a lifts a finger for each ingredient.* Cream, creme de cacao, tequila, and chocolate liqueur. Godiva, please.

[sweets_soldier]

Maybe it will get easier?

Yes, that does sound quite easy. [He starts to dig beneath the counter for the ingredients she'd named off, finding each one quite easily, including the chocolate liqueur with the special name.] You are in a better mood because of his return though, correct?

[chilichoc]

I hope so. I had to tell him I... died in my world.

*She gives a shrug that's about half genuine.*

But. It's good to be around him again. More good than weird.

[sweets_soldier]

[His movements stop completely as her words sink in. Slowly, ingredients in hand, Mihael rises to his feet, staring at Mel a moment.]

Please tell me that the babelfish concept of this mansion is broken, Melushka. I did not hear you say that you are dead.

[chilichoc]

*She looks down at the bar, suppressing an urge to apologize.*

I am. I died taking Kira down.

[sweets_soldier]

[He makes no noise, just stands there and stares at Mel. Slowly, the stare morphs into a hardened glare, and he doesn't move.]

[chilichoc]

*Mel unconsciously hunches her shoulders.*

I had to do it, Mihael. It was the only way to beat him.

[sweets_soldier]

I am not angry with you, Melushka.

[He starts to mix the drink, cheer still missing for the time being.]

Promise me one thing? If you come across any of these Light Yagami fellows, please direct them to my quarters. I would enjoy... a word.