( ugh, ratio probably IS going to bounce. which is annoying -- it's not (completely) his fault he's late. )
What, the siren call of grading papers too great for you to resist? I should have known I'd play second fiddle to the opportunity to correct some of your 'idiots'.
How about this -- you can put your drinks on my tab.
( is that an attempt to get him to stay long enough for aventurine to get there? maybe. )
( it is with fifty-two seconds remaining that aventurine slides onto the stool next to ratio, giving him a flirtatious wave of his fingers before waving over the bartender for a drink. )
Just in time. And look, I didn't come empty handed.
( aventurine places a thin book on the bar between them -- a rare manuscript about something that he doesn't understand but figures is probably up ratio's alley. he'd won it during his last gamble, and had thought of the other man immediately. after all, he has no reason to keep something like that around. )
[ The book is, unfortunately, appealing, and Ratio looks it over, front and back, before he... Carefully places it aside for proper perusal later. When he's not... Distracted. ]
Would you say it's worse than being an idiot, Doc?
( considering how often ratio lambasts everyone from not being able to match his intelligence. which isn't really fair -- not everyone can earn eight doctorates. )
that's unexpected. aventurine blinks away his surprise, propping himself up on his elbow as he leans into the other man's personal space for a brief second. )
You don't look ill. Unless you've decided to use one of those doctorates of yours to self-diagnose, in which case-- ( he shrugs. ) The doctor knows best.
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What, the siren call of grading papers too great for you to resist? I should have known I'd play second fiddle to the opportunity to correct some of your 'idiots'.
How about this -- you can put your drinks on my tab.
( is that an attempt to get him to stay long enough for aventurine to get there? maybe. )
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One drink.
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Fine, one drink.
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( couldn't be aventurine. )
How much time do I have left, Doc?
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Twenty-one.
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Just in time. And look, I didn't come empty handed.
( aventurine places a thin book on the bar between them -- a rare manuscript about something that he doesn't understand but figures is probably up ratio's alley. he'd won it during his last gamble, and had thought of the other man immediately. after all, he has no reason to keep something like that around. )
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I have yet to hear an apology.
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I'm here, aren't I? But if you're going to insist--
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Stop being so irritating.
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Better than the crime of being boring.
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A crime too many are guilty of.
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( considering how often ratio lambasts everyone from not being able to match his intelligence. which isn't really fair -- not everyone can earn eight doctorates. )
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[ Not everyone can be this much of a fucking bitch, either. ]
Are you going to explain yourself?
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Would you believe me if I said work ran long?
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[ Fruitless, to lie, but. ]
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( that's as much of the truth as aventurine wants to give. )
Anyway. I'm guessing this isn't just a casual chat. You don't seem the type.
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[ Ratio reaches down, grabbing the drink and. Drinking it. Fuck. ]
No. I am going to be absent from this weekend onwards, and I thought it best to inform you.
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( not if he's drinking like that he's not. )
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[ So he will be indisposed, obviously. ]
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that's unexpected. aventurine blinks away his surprise, propping himself up on his elbow as he leans into the other man's personal space for a brief second. )
You don't look ill. Unless you've decided to use one of those doctorates of yours to self-diagnose, in which case-- ( he shrugs. ) The doctor knows best.
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