Intira Wattana (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
blossomburst) wrote2021-01-15 03:51 pm
blossomburst) wrote2021-01-15 03:51 pm
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IC Inbox - DataBURST
[I'll add a code to make this pretty later.
For now just a cheery "leave a message!" And chime. Also texts and other such meetings go here]
For now just a cheery "leave a message!" And chime. Also texts and other such meetings go here]
what do you mean by that idk. everyone should ask lucio!!
[ honestly, he isn't sure. he has no idea what the hell a 'credit' is or how much it's worth or how many he has (none...) but he's not accustomed to having to keep track of any of that sort of thing. it didn't go well earlier at the hex diner when he couldn't pay for his meal, but he refuses to think about that ever again. he's more of an in the moment person and until his debts are due it doesn't matter. he'll deal with it when he needs to.
what matters now is himself, intira, alcohol and fun.
lucio orders himself a long island iced tea and the biggest size they'd give him. he downs half the thing promptly on receiving, turns to intira and waits for the warm buzz to wash over him. ]
Innocently?! [ he laughs at that, and with confident eye contact he responds. ] It wouldn't be fun if I just told you the answer to that, now, would it? You're just going to have to try me.
lucio your opinion is wrong, i'm sorry to inform you
[Translation: he has no money. Well, that's fine. They'll just have to find a way to skip the bill later. That's fine.
It's especially fine as lucio settles into his drink, half-gone in an eyeblink. Intira prefers a much more... stable approach, but she's not complaining. Who better to know one but oneself, and all?]
Oh yes. I am a terribly innocent little girl, you see. [Her brows raise as she stares up into Lucio's eyes, her own virtually sparkling in amusement.] Would it be exceptionally terrible of me to beg your gentleness, then? Because I think I may feel a little faint at the thought of being treated too roughly.
[In an absolute display of definitely honest truth, she leans in until she's nestled right in against his side, taking a confident pull of her drink. It's cool and comfortable on her tongue, and she exhales a little sigh, going so far as to lean her head against his chest.]
Of course, a beautiful guy like you, I'm sure you could handle any issue little ol' me could throw your way.
no it isn't, nothing about him is wrong. how could you say that?
[ the little bit of skin contact between her cheek and his chest is warm and inviting, bringing to light just how absolutely buzzed lucio is already. he wraps his arm around her waist and appreciates how she fits against him as he leans in to bury his nose into her hair, admiring the pretty perfume-y smell.
lucio's voice is low, but clear enough to be heard over the loud music blaring. ]
That is... unless they were to ask it, of course. I'm not one to deny someone of their desires. [ well. unless it interferes with his own agenda, but we don't need to talk about that right now. ] So. What comforts and pleasures can I provide you tonight?