When they'd concocted this whole scheme to get out of some unfortunate circumstances originating from their home planet, Leon and Noel had know that it'd most likely result in some time apart. It didn't have to, but they'd both agreed that it'd probably be for the best that Noel would take on the brunt of the "favors" they have to perform. It was, after all, what she was best at. What Leon hadn't thought through nearly enough was that this would result in him spending much more time without his sister than he'd be comfortable with. Considering the circumstances, they weren't even in the same room.
So that was how he found himself sitting at the bar in Farendajo while his sister got fucked with elsewhere.
Xotll was great about it. Or, as great as she could be. She knew what boundaries were and wouldn't cross his, but she kept trying to engage him in conversation so that he "wouldn't feel lonely" which was fine but it wasn't what he was good at. Luckily some other customers had arrived further down the bar so her attention was more divided. She'd still occasionally come over to check how he was doing on his drink which was how he somehow ended up being her official taste tester for the night as she fed him different alcoholic and non-alcoholic beverages to see if he could guess their names and home planets. Considering that he'd regularly attended fairly high-class parties as both an attendant and a performer on his home planet, he wasn't that bad, but it was still pretty 50-50. She was delighted whether he got it right or wrong, at least, and didn't seem to be trying to get him drunk on purpose.
By the time he reached drink 5 he was still mostly sober and mind-numbingly bored. He really needed to start bringing a book or a data pad to these playdates so that he could actually feel accomplished instead of looking like a day drinking alcoholic in an anti-cops underground establishment. He did not have the complexion to pull that off. Or sense of style. Or anything, really. All he could really do about it was start into his bubbling, smoking, and quietly whistling beverage and contemplate running back to their place really quickly to grab his data pad full well knowing he would never do that because he didn't want to leave the building his sister was in until she did which was at an unforeseen point in the future. In short, he was stuck here.
So that was how he found himself sitting at the bar in Farendajo while his sister got fucked with elsewhere.
Xotll was great about it. Or, as great as she could be. She knew what boundaries were and wouldn't cross his, but she kept trying to engage him in conversation so that he "wouldn't feel lonely" which was fine but it wasn't what he was good at. Luckily some other customers had arrived further down the bar so her attention was more divided. She'd still occasionally come over to check how he was doing on his drink which was how he somehow ended up being her official taste tester for the night as she fed him different alcoholic and non-alcoholic beverages to see if he could guess their names and home planets. Considering that he'd regularly attended fairly high-class parties as both an attendant and a performer on his home planet, he wasn't that bad, but it was still pretty 50-50. She was delighted whether he got it right or wrong, at least, and didn't seem to be trying to get him drunk on purpose.
By the time he reached drink 5 he was still mostly sober and mind-numbingly bored. He really needed to start bringing a book or a data pad to these playdates so that he could actually feel accomplished instead of looking like a day drinking alcoholic in an anti-cops underground establishment. He did not have the complexion to pull that off. Or sense of style. Or anything, really. All he could really do about it was start into his bubbling, smoking, and quietly whistling beverage and contemplate running back to their place really quickly to grab his data pad full well knowing he would never do that because he didn't want to leave the building his sister was in until she did which was at an unforeseen point in the future. In short, he was stuck here.
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