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[slanting_eyes]

Kindly refrain from the happy wishings. It being the anniversary of my birth does not in any sense make it a particularly joyful day. However, it wouldn't be appropriate to break with the traditions of our House in this regard; hence I shall of course make appropriate amounts of alcohol and other prerequisites of casual hedonism available after the

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[silverfringe]

No happy wishings, then. Come here, I plan to ply you with said alcohol and take complete advantage.

Or perhaps it'll be the other way around. We'll see.

[slanting_eyes]

Draco, there is champagne. Which I elect to blame on Charis. Did you have to remind her of the date? Or perhaps you are conspired with her in the interest of taking such an advantage. Fiend. And Take those off.

[silverfringe]

She hardly needed reminding, I assure you. Charis's fondest wish is for every day to be a party, preferably in her name. No excuse is negligible. Though I think an entire crate of Veuve Clicquot is a bit excessive.

Tch. The drinking hasn't even started and you're already demanding for things to come off. Where is your sense of decorum.

[slanting_eyes]

We could pour it all into something. And bathe in it. Perhaps I shan't get quite so inexscusably drunk on it, then.

What lead you to believe I ever had one? And you're one to talk. Whose idea exactly was the little piece of debauchery at your mothers soiree? Not mine. I like to shock people, not ancestral portraits.

[silverfringe]

What's that you said once? Alcohol tasting much better off your skin? Anyway, it was a sentiment with which I tend to concur. By all means.

We did the portraits a favor. They've been horribly deprived of the scandal they were so fond of in life, though I'm not sure I can say as much for Great Uncle Kapriel; he always did have a weak heart.

[slanting_eyes]

You said that, and I'll hold you to it.

Your entire line of ancenstors six generations back are now privy to their heir's general debauchery and good taste. And you say I'm exhibitionistic.