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okay! okay.
i totally get that, haha.
so as long as you're absolutely sure, then...
i'd really love to see you. :)

do you want to meet in the bar or in one of our rooms?
the bar is probably easier. and it's not like we'll get in trouble or anything?
but sneaking it in our rooms is kind of fun too :)

Hmm... Perhaps one of our rooms.
For privacy's sake, you know?
I know that you share a room with your more-than-friends, so if you'd rather not disturb them,
My room is certainly available. There's no one here but me.

oh... that's a good point
i'm not worried about them but it might be awkward for you?
let's do your room. :)

which floor are you on?
i sort of have to figure out the fastest route so the uh.
police woman? i don't actually know her name.
anyway so she doesn't find me with the bottles.

i sort of let her know i stole them.

Doesn't it defeat the purpose of stealing them if you tell someone that you stole them?
Unless you're trying to make a Phantom Thief out of yourself.

My room is 3.28.

what?? no way!
the important thing about stealing something is that people know you stole it, right?
otherwise it's just as easy to buy it, unless it's like, super expensive.
and why would you even want it then??

and i don't know anything about phantom thieves, but...
that's a crazy pretentious name? haha.
unless it's something spiritual, in which case. sorry? i think.
okay, i'm going to stop typing now and run over.
do you want... uh
Brown Alcohol or Clear Alcohol or Sort of Off-Yellow Clear Alcohol

I believe the purpose of stealing, as with any crime, is often the thrill of being undiscovered.
If people wanted to brag about their thefts, I would be out of a job, haha.

It is somewhat pretentious, isn't it?
But a phantom thief is someone who announces their theft before it happens, as a sort of boast to the police.
"At midnight tonight, I will steal the crown jewels!" ... and that sort of thing.
It's quite a popular archetype in Japan.

From that appetising selection, I suppose... clear?

okay, first off, i don't want to be undiscovered?
i sort of want people to look at me.
it's a good feeling.
and second, oh my GOD
are you like. a cop?
oh my god. can i call you "narc" now??
is that something i get to do

anyway
i'll still totally bring the clear one.
even if you're going to undercover arrest me? or something like that. haha
see you soon :)

See you soon.

[ when she arrives, he opens the door at her knock with a smile, and starts speaking before she can get a word in: ]

A detective, Venus-san. And a rookie one, at that. My work isn't official in any capacity, but the public prosecutors office made use of me back home at times. [ he steps back from the doorway and gestures her inside. ] Please, come in.

Oh my god?? You're a detective. Oh my god. I'm calling you a narc right now. You... narc.

[ she gives a dorky giggle in that high, pleased way she has, sidling in as quickly as she can before uncovering the bottle and two shotglasses. yes, she covered it with her wings the whole way here. yes, it looked ten times more suspicious than she would have just walking normally. ]

Okay. So. We should definitely do a shot first? But I have an amazing idea. You're going to love it. [ a pause. ] Actually, you're going to think it's the worst idea ever. Which it is? I love it.

[ he's laughing with her as she slips inside, and there's nothing unpleasant about the sound, but— it's the same soft, measured timbre as his speaking voice. not at all the bright one she startled out of him once before. talking about his detective work is a cold reminder that all of this is fake. that the person whose company Venus is enjoying doesn't actually exist, and she might as well be applauding a performance.

but that's the only way he'll ever get any kind of company at all and he's always known that, so he'll take it. it's better than being alone, even out here, waiting for his time to run out. ]

Is that the order you want to do this in, then? A shot first, and then you share your brilliant idea?

[ his quarters are tidy and barren, but so are most on the station, with all their personal effects taken. he leads her over to the small seating area, just two uncomfortable chairs and a low table where she can put her stolen goods. ]

I should let you know that I've never had so much as a sip of sake, so consider this to be entirely blind on my part.

[ she notices the difference, and she doesn't question that. more than that, even- she pushes it out of her mind. if he wants her to know he's laughing, then he's laughing. it's as easy as that. ]

Maybe? I think having something to look forward to probably makes the shot easier. Because, um. You know. It sucks?

[ thank god for the low table. she sets her contraband there, quickly cracking open the bottle and pouring a shot for each of them. ]

Okay. the important thing is, um- try not to breathe in too much? Actually, maybe just. Breathe out before you do it. You smell it less that way.

[ and saying that, she leans back and pounds a motherfuckin' shot. ]

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