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Obvi! I figured out how to make that work for me because I'm just that good!
[He appreciates the boost to his ego, Vergil. It's how the world show be. More people should do it for him. They'd go up so much higher in his estimations if they did!
And huh. That's...an interesting way of looking at it. He's had dalliances with friends, of course, but that was casual, no strings. He wasn't really FRIENDS with his ex before they got together. He's still far too gunshy to think about letting anyone get that close again. But that's. Not a bad theory. ]
I guess that makes some sorta sense. Maybe someone who was your friend first would be less likely to flush your heart down the proverbial toilet, but who knows.
[He tries to keep his tone light and airy. It's fine, he got his heart broke and he learned from the experience. Fool him once, and all that. It's fine. He's fine. It's made him smarter about it. Still, he flashes Vergil a grin. ]
Oh, Babe, your company is thrilling. Promise. I wouldn't spend my valuable time with you if I didn't enjoy it.
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Less likely to flush it down the proverbial toilet, [ he nods in agreement to the statement, once-- ] Or less likely to start a witch hunt after you do not answer your phone for a week.
[ he'll match the light and airy tone as much as he can, see. They're having fun. Probably. Something like that.
He's gonna reach a hand up and push his hair up, as if fixing any stray strands that might have come loose. ]
...Very well. I will believe you, odd as I might find it.
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Right! Because if they knew you, they'd get that maybe you don't do the phone thing so well and BAM, issue over! No screaming harpy flipping out because you go off-grid.
[Because that's still A Lot, even for someone as dramatic as Zulius. He watches Vergil fix his hair with a lil' smile.]
Well~ People might say I'm an odd guy. But thanks. Glad you believe me. [He peers over the edge of the box to the mingling people.] You want a drink refill before it starts again?
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'Harpy' is a fantastic term to use. I believe I will borrow that one next time.
[ ...as if there'll be a next time that he talks about someone about something like that. He looks down at his empty wine flute. ]
...One more will not hurt.
I will take up that offer.
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Oh, that's a laugh a guy could get used to hearing. [He'd like to hear that more, please, sir. He gives a little hand wave.] Go for it, I think it really hits the vibe of your ex.
[He's here to support catty bitching about people's awful exes! He leans over to pull the little call rope again.]
Great! Prosseco again?
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One should never get too used to things. They become mundane, when they are too regular.
[ he'll wave a hand right back. take that. ]
One in the same. I fear if I ask for anything stronger, I may not walk straight out of here.
[ ...he's a cheap drunk, usually. ]
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No way could that ever be mundane. Give yourself a little credit, Verg.
[He grins at the mirrored little hand wave. He'll take THAT, thanks. He orders them another drink each, settling back on his little cushions.]
Don't worry, fun for me as it would be to watch you try to stumble home, I promise to look after you and keep you relatively sober.
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he doesn't know how he feels about being called verg, either--nicknames are so weird why do people do that. ]
I do not stumble. Even when I ... have been relatively intoxicated, I keep a certain amount of composure. [ this is a fucking lie, straight and bald-faced. ] The main issue I have when I drink too much is I forget how to properly speak English.
Translating the words in my head becomes difficult and I tend to.
Quit.
[ He takes the drink anyway, as if he didn't just admit something very silly. ]
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If you saaaaaay so. [That's so sing-song, absolutely calling him out on his bullshit.] You're pretty tall, is all I'm saying. There's a lot of you to get all... uncomposed.
[He can picture your tall ass falling over VERY easily, sir. A chuckle bubbles out of him at Vergil's confession. The mental image of Vergil, who's so goddamn together all the live-long day, suddenly struggling with WORDS, is a delight. ]
So, you're telling me you just end up speaking Italian the whole time? [He grins, leaning over to clink his glass against the other man's.] Sounds like a primo excuse to me to say catty things right to people's faces without them even realising it. I love it.
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...Uncomfortably aware of that fact. I know you are no choir to preach to, given your own leg situation, but the number of times I need to have my clothing tailored due to how annoyingly short or long slacks are when I purchase them...
[ people dont MAKE shit for people who are six foot three, man. ]
And yes. That is, unfortunately, what I am telling you. I quickly slip back into what is most comfortable to me, whether those around me can understand me or not.
[ he pauses. ]
I can be pretty mean in my own language. I do not enjoy cursing in English. It sounds crass.
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Fttt, yeah my legs are tragically a lost tailoring cause at this point. [He lets out a dramatic little sigh.] I've come to terms with it. [Largely because...he hasn't got a goddamn choice in the matter. ] Well~ That explains why you're always so well-turned out! Always getting tailored clothes! That wasn't a big deal for me as a human, the being too tall thing.
[He was kinda short even before all the centaur stuff came in.]
See, now you're just making me wanna see you good and drunk just so I can watch you do that. It'd be fun.
[For him. He takes a sip of his drink.]
You can't say that and not teach me at least one Italian swear now. You just can't.
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[ he gives zulius a look that's almost like. hoping. that zulius doesn't try to put pants on. putting pants on horse body just. sounds like pure absolute suffering... ]
I do not make a particular habit of drinking myself stupid, so I do apologies that I may be a disappointment in that regard.
[ but now he's pausing. thinking. ]
...Well. One of my most common ones tend to be 'Che cazzo dici?'
It is, quite rudely, a way to ask someone if they know what they are saying.
Or to ask them to repeat themselves, because they are talking stupidly.
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[Look. He tried it once and it did not work. Which legs would he even put into the pants? The front ones? The back ones? ALL FOUR??? Nope. There's no way to do it that doesn't look absolutely hideous and Zulius ain't about that. ]
Ahhhh well. I guess I can live with the crushing disappointment.
[So crushing, all the time. He hums in thought.]
Sooooo it's basically throwing shade. Love that. Okay. Okay. I'm gonna try it, but you can't look all pissy at me when I get it wrong, okay? I'm literally super new to this.
[It's time for another round of Will Zulius Bunter Butcher The Italian Tongue? He scrunches his face up, thinking that one out. ]
Che cazzo dici?
[...An attempt was made. ]
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[ don't mind him just imagining medieval horses who sometimes wore big drapes over their bodies in the wintertime to keep warm.
While he tries not to think about the fact that he may actually not be able to get drunk ever again because of his demon blood. He remembers waking up from his last hangover a few weeks back way too keenly.
And now he's listening to his new American friend try out a very italian sentence--but at least it's a short one with a very small amount of room to make mistakes.
Vergil almost looks pleased, if you can suggest such a thing, given he doesn't seem to know how to smile properly. ]
...Ah, that was not so terrible. My only real advice to the American tongue is that unlike the botched up mess of a language that English is, Italian words pronounce every letter, nearly verbatim. So you will get it.
The best way I can describe that sentence in English is... I suppose. "What the fuck are you talking about."
[ vergil said the f word. ]
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You know, a drape might just work. I'll take that over freezing to death. Maybe I can see what they've got going in the Undertown. Maybe I can get something there?
[They sell all sorts there, after all. It's a real tragedy he can't get hammered again. Unless, of course, they find demon-specific booze in Undertown? Stranger things have happened! But still, Zulius looks pretty damn pleased himself. Given the last time he tried Italian, Vergil looked like he wanted to throw himself off a bridge, he'll consider this a marked improvement. ]
I will take a 'not so terrible' thanks! Maybe I'll get on Duolingo and get better at this. [Is that a promise or a threat? Hard to tell. HIs grin widens.] Love it, and now I know what fuck is so I can make a note of it next time you're muttering under your breath, you secret pottymouth.
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If nothing else, you could get in touch with August. ...He is my cousin's nephew, and I do believe he's a talented tailor. If nothing else, I believe he should be able to, ah, 'hook you up,' as Nero might put it.
[ ....god he hated using that word it feels bad in his mouthgegshjaskl;ksd ]
...anyway.
If you were to use that App to learn Italian, you may catch me off guard one day, who knows.
It'll take a while for you to pick out everything, so I am safe a while yet.
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Oh hey, I know August! He's one of the folks who run the school I fund. I didn't know he was related! [Exciting new information!!!] But yeah, that's not a bad idea. I can do a little sewing, comes with the territory [the drag queen territory] but thaaaaat's a new one even for me.
[He grins wider, leaning in to nudge Vergil gently with his elbow. ]
Look at you, using the kid's vernacular. So hip. [And honestly, that sounds like permission for him to just DO THAT, so he's gonna.] I'll drop it on you before you know what's coming. Like a ninja. It'll be fun. Mostly for me.
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[ he pauses. you can see the full stop, and he mutters something sounding like piccola merda under his breath. ]
Let us just say he takes after my 'kid' a lot more than he takes after anyone else in my family. [ good god don't call him hip, if his hair wasn't already fully silver, he would have gotten a grey hair, there. ]
I do not think you have the subtlety to be a ninja, but go ahead.
Surprise me.
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[Plus it would piss his parents off. That always helps! His ears perk up at the Italian.]
Ohhhhhhh I see! So he's a lot louder and full of himself than you like. But, hey, that's still something right! Pretty sure having family who actually cares about your wellbeing has to be a bonus.
[He doesn't know what that's like but he's seen movies so he's pretty sure that's how it's supposed to go!!]
I can TOTES have ninja subtlety!! [Most people wouldn't say that so loud, Zulius, it defeats the object.] And I so am. I'm gonna surprise the whole holy hackers out of you.
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[ even if he quit being a teacher, he had a lot of appreciation for places of learning, all the same. ]
And correct. He is very full of himself, and all he does is send me... [ he takes a low breath. ] Memes over the phone instead of greeting me like a normal person.
[ sigh ]
Usually, when you are trying to be sneaky, you do not announce how sneaky you are capable of being.
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[So eloquent! Learning was never exactly Zulius' strong point, but he does at least recognise the good the academy can do here!]
Sounds like a great guy to me.
[That's because he sounds a lot like Zulius. This is definitely something Zules would do. For funsies. He grins smugly- but hey at least the lights are going down for the final act of the show- Vergil may get some mercy yet.]
Maybe I'm just lulling you into a false sense of security. It might be all a smokescreen for when I'm super sneaky on you. When you least expect it.
[It probably won't be that. ]