Oh, I hate it when you try to charm me like that. Makes me want to do the same back.
[Holding back on purpose for many reasons. But sobriety be damned and be in charge of what happens tonight. Ever since smiting Cazador, he felt perhaps he’d turn around to the idea of finding his own ways to be intimate.
Perhaps this is what he was looking for. Something a bit more deeply personal.]
Naughty pup, you’re in no state to do any of this, you know. Yet I’ll be damned if it didn’t work even a little.
[Another swig.]
Listen, I just…don’t want to see you destroy yourself. And if I’m here then-
[Tav tucks the bottle closer to himself, humming a nonsense tune to himself in victory. He might still drop it, but he wouldn't mean to do so, not like the others.]
I will keep it safe 'til dawn. Promise. [He really can't guarantee anything of the sort, not when he looks as unsteady as the bottle in his hand. He's just as likely to tumble from his stool as the bottles he'd spun off the bartop.]
Why not? You could destroy the Son of Bhaal, take a netherstone, and be well on your way to controlling the Netherbrain. Is that not what everyone wants these days? Why am I needed at all in the first place?
[He snapped, clenching the wine bottle with his own grip making his hands even whiter. Like his hands could throw the bottle right at the wall. But even now there was still restraint. Like he tried to keep himself together for Tav's current state, poor as it was. But this was a side also that Astarion didn't often show. His own vulnerability.]
If you think for a solitary second I will easily get rid of the one thing, THE ONE THING, that kept me from destroying myself...well I have fresh news for you, friend, I won't.
Call it a new lease on hope but if I can't save the most important person in my life then...what is even the point of my own freedom? WHO would I spend it with?
[Tav accidentally lets go of the bottle at Astarion's anger and tumbles right off his stool. And fails his dexterity check. He scrambles around on the floor before resigning himself to lying on the floor.
But he's listening to Astarion with furrowed brows where he's sprawled on the floor. He soaks in every word but finds himself lacking the words to ease Astarion's worries.]
I'm your most important person? [Literally the stupidest question to ask in this moment, but Tav is smashed and lying on a very sticky floor.]
[He made a heavy sigh through his nose, saving his grip on the wine bottle and taking another sip for courage.]
You mean everything to me. Dark Urge, or not. You saved me and I WILL save you.
Mark my words, even with the urge, you have been the kindest individual I ever met. No one gave a vampire spawn a chance, no one would dream of it. Or so I thought before.
[Tav slowly rolls up into a sitting position, his head spinning as he regards Astarion.]
Who says I'm not stupid all the time? [A small smirk spreads on his face before it drops away.]
Astarion, I will always give you a chance, as many chances as you need or wish for. [His words grow a bit slurred, but his sincerity shines through all the same.]
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Date: 2023-10-07 04:18 pm (UTC)Not this one. [He tries to hold onto it with loose fingers.] It's the color of your eyes.
[And naturally, Tav drank it first, but there's no romantic way to put that, so he doesn't try.] Drank it first.
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Date: 2023-10-08 02:45 am (UTC)[Holding back on purpose for many reasons. But sobriety be damned and be in charge of what happens tonight. Ever since smiting Cazador, he felt perhaps he’d turn around to the idea of finding his own ways to be intimate.
Perhaps this is what he was looking for. Something a bit more deeply personal.]
Naughty pup, you’re in no state to do any of this, you know. Yet I’ll be damned if it didn’t work even a little.
[Another swig.]
Listen, I just…don’t want to see you destroy yourself. And if I’m here then-
-I won’t let it happen.
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Date: 2023-10-08 02:55 am (UTC)I will keep it safe 'til dawn. Promise. [He really can't guarantee anything of the sort, not when he looks as unsteady as the bottle in his hand. He's just as likely to tumble from his stool as the bottles he'd spun off the bartop.]
Why not? You could destroy the Son of Bhaal, take a netherstone, and be well on your way to controlling the Netherbrain. Is that not what everyone wants these days? Why am I needed at all in the first place?
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Date: 2023-10-09 12:27 pm (UTC)[He snapped, clenching the wine bottle with his own grip making his hands even whiter. Like his hands could throw the bottle right at the wall. But even now there was still restraint. Like he tried to keep himself together for Tav's current state, poor as it was. But this was a side also that Astarion didn't often show. His own vulnerability.]
If you think for a solitary second I will easily get rid of the one thing, THE ONE THING, that kept me from destroying myself...well I have fresh news for you, friend, I won't.
Call it a new lease on hope but if I can't save the most important person in my life then...what is even the point of my own freedom? WHO would I spend it with?
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Date: 2023-10-09 01:37 pm (UTC)And fails his dexterity check.He scrambles around on the floor before resigning himself to lying on the floor.But he's listening to Astarion with furrowed brows where he's sprawled on the floor. He soaks in every word but finds himself lacking the words to ease Astarion's worries.]
I'm your most important person? [Literally the stupidest question to ask in this moment, but Tav is smashed and lying on a very sticky floor.]
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Date: 2023-10-09 02:23 pm (UTC)[He made a heavy sigh through his nose, saving his grip on the wine bottle and taking another sip for courage.]
You mean everything to me. Dark Urge, or not. You saved me and I WILL save you.
Mark my words, even with the urge, you have been the kindest individual I ever met. No one gave a vampire spawn a chance, no one would dream of it. Or so I thought before.
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Date: 2023-10-09 02:43 pm (UTC)Who says I'm not stupid all the time? [A small smirk spreads on his face before it drops away.]
Astarion, I will always give you a chance, as many chances as you need or wish for. [His words grow a bit slurred, but his sincerity shines through all the same.]