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[getmesomewhisky]

[After spending some more time being a total hermit, Xanxus has decided that he's up for another night of drinking at Sergei's. Except this time, he doesn't plan on getting ridiculously drunk with a certain elf (but hey, things don't always go as planned). He takes a seat at the bar and waits impatiently for a bartender to serve him. For the

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[ttlynotawizard]

[Oh hey, check that out. It's a bartender. He walks over to Xanxus and gives a nice barenderly smile.]

Welcome to Sergei's. What can I get you?

[getmesomewhisky]

[In return, Xanxus just gives him a not-so-friendly look. He's so goddamn tired of hearing English all the time... This time he's going to try responding in Japanese first rather than Italian; he really hopes he won't have to resort to his communicator.]

...I don't speak English.

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy smirks a bit. It had been a while since he was able to practice his Japanese. Odd though. Xanxus didn't look Japanese. Then again, Remy wasn't and he learned it just fine. He pauses for a second as he constructs his sentence.]

Sorry, I didn't know. I think I speak enough Japanese to help, though. Can I get you anything?

[getmesomewhisky]

[Oh, it actually worked. Thank God.]

A glass of whiskey.

[ttlynotawizard]

Yes. Right away.

[Remy finds a nice good high-shelf good first impression whiskey and serves it on the rocks.]

What's your name?

[getmesomewhisky]

Xanxus.

[He doesn't hesitate in picking up that glass and taking a sip as soon as he gets it. Thankfully the whiskey here is good enough for his incredibly picky tastes.]

[ttlynotawizard]

I'm Remy. I'm the bartender here. If you ever need a drink, let me know.

[You don't seem terribly talkative]

[getmesomewhisky]

[No, no he isn't. But just give him a few more seconds aaaand--]

Get me another one.

[Why yes, that glass is already empty.]

[ttlynotawizard]

Of course. Best thing about this place is that it's all free, right?

[He refills both the ice and booze.]

[getmesomewhisky]

[Fuck yes. And he's going to enjoy this glass, as well.

...This cycle is going to repeat at least ten more times.]

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy notices the speed at which Xanxus is packing away his liquor and stays nearby in case he needs a refill.]

So...what did you do back home?

Sorry for lateness orz

[getmesomewhisky]

...None of your business.

's cool

[ttlynotawizard]

Ah. I understand.

[Remy gets it, Xanxus. He doesn't talk much about home either. While trying to find another topic of conversation, he straightens the bottles again and wipes down the counter.]

Are you enjoying your time on board?

[getmesomewhisky]

[He's feeling the need to take another long sip of his whiskey.]

No.