( you're such a sweet young thing )

[bostova]

why'd you do this to yourself


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[thetalavega]

Thank you!

[Taking that, and lighting up. Then lifting an eyebrow at that next statement.]

I WOULD, if they were for me. I got all of this for you~

[bostova]

[ What. ]

For... me?

[thetalavega]

Mm-hm! You're free to tell me if there's stuff in here that you DON'T want, of course.

[And, gasp! She actually means it. You've changed: she likes this. Maybe she will tell you that someday.]

[bostova]

[ She blinks. Huh. This is... new. ]

What for, though? I did not ask for any of these. [ But she is curious-- what did Tala get her...? And where is she going to put all of those-- ]

[thetalavega]

Oh, c'mon, silly! People don't ASK for gifts unless they're spoiled.

[:D]

[bostova]

[ Oh... That's... wow. o_o;

Just let her let that sink in for a moment. ]

Thank you.

[ She might be trying not to blush because wow. ]

[thetalavega]

Eh, it's no big deal. I do what I can for people I like.

[Like now, how she is also bringing out a bottle of fine sake.]

Sorry, I couldn't get glasses.

[bostova]

I have some we could use, in my room.

[ Yes, that is an invitation. ]

[thetalavega]

Oh, great! Shall we, then?

[Already standing up, and bringing that bottle for the both of you. Also sweeping up two of the bags like an expert.]

Can you take the others? [Chuckles.] We can look through them together, if you like! Always fun to do something like that with booze.

[bostova]

Of course.

[ The eyeroll is very affectionate, if her smile doesn't give it away. She takes most of the bags and leads the way to her quarters. ]

[thetalavega]

[Either way, it's flying right over Tala's head. She is set in her belief that people love her, and those that don't eventually will, so whatever~

Following along, looking around.]

You know, Kibo's quite nice for a Zangyaku base.

[bostova]

It is.

[ A nod. She doesn't follow it up; she's already told Tala how she liked Kibo over Falner. ]

[thetalavega]

[And of course she doesn't mind going on, talking.]

Kibo used to be located in Makati. You're familiar with the Rockwell area, right?

[bostova]

A little, yes. I do not go there often.

[ Though she kniws Kaz and Brianna do. ]

...Kibo used to be there? [ She... couldn't really imagine that. ]

[thetalavega]

Yeah! It was much smaller, though. We wanted to be as close to the Falner Estate as possible.

[Then, oh-so-casually:]

That was the base that ended up collapsing on August 18, because of the Methuselah's ruling.

[bostova]

Oh.

[ It's... a little unnerving, the way Tala says it. Then again, if August 18 didn't happen, Netsach probably wouldn't even be around. ]

[thetalavega]

No big, right? At least everybody ended up LEARNING from it.

[Rolling her eyes now. Sigh, people.]

Anyway, drinks! This sort of stuff is better with drinks!

[bostova]

[ That, she can agree with, definitely. And they're close to her quarters now, at least. ]

Here. [ She opens the door to her room. It's a tidy space, decorated sparingly. Leaving the bags by a low table now; she'll go fetch some glasses for the sake.] Make yourself at home.

[thetalavega]

Thanks!

[Beaming at you now, as she plops down at your windowsill. This room is so Yulia Bostova. It's cute.]

Wanna rifle through the stuff I got you over booze, or should I leave you to do that at your leisure?

[bostova]

I do not have plans for today, actually.

[ She comes back with two shot glasses, hands one to Tala. And she'll do the pouring; she'd be a horrible host if she didn't. ]

I do not mind if we go through it now.

[thetalavega]

[Clapping her hands together like she isn't the fucking Key of the Searing Wind.]

Yay!

[And now the clothes are... well. Pulling themselves out of the bag and neatly laying themselves out for display. It pays having awesome powers.]

[bostova]

[ Holding the bottle of sake, she frowns and snatches a piece of clothing before it lays itself out. ]

This isn't going to hide anything.

[ It's a sheer top. It's actually nice, but Yulia isn't so fond of sheer. Unless they were for your legs and you could wear a skirt over it. ]

[thetalavega]

We could layer with with something for you~

[Yeah, that is Tala's way of saying she totally wants to see you wear that. Please? Pretty please?]

[bostova]

[ She wrinkles her nose as she sets the sake bottle down. She's still holding the sheer top and scans through the other clothes-- and points at a dark, sleeveless top. ] Like that?

ugh typos you spot too late orz

[thetalavega]

Yep!

[Hee. She looks a bit like a proud mother or big sister right now.]

You're learning. Should I thank Cisco for that, or should I take all the credit?