Felih grins and toasts her, perking up considerably before starting to down his goblet of fruity booze, setting it down on the counter once he's drained it to the last drop. He's on the lighter end of alcohol tolerance, but he knows he'll be fine so long as he doesn't have too many more drinks.
"It really is odd to just have a night to relax. How long has it been since we've had downtime?"
Sayano is slower to drain hers, watching her comrade drink over the rim of her own.
"It feels like moons, if not a year or more." She smiles around her drink, though, another internal laugh in her eyes, and holds the goblet loosely in her fingers after she swallows her sip. "It makes it all the sweeter, doesn't it? After so long having to make do with whatever time we could find, a whole night to ourselves!"
Felih smiles a bit and shakes his head in amusement. "Very true. A night with no pressure awaiting us in the morning- ah, I want to sleep in~!" he says, tail wiggling as he purrs. "A long hot bath followed by a cozy sleep without fear of interruptions. That would be nice," he says. "For now, no more rushed baths in cold rivers or light sleeps that can be disturbed by any passing beast or enemy..."
He then laughs, "But perhaps it's too lofty a dream, a good sleep."
"If there's anything our work has taught us, it's no dream is too lofty." She smiles more warmly now. "I've found I sleep best if I can relax myself first."
If anything's lofty, it's that if. But maybe not so much for Felih. (Maybe the ludicrous amounts of energy are her manifestation of the Echo somehow? Who knows. She certainly doesn't.)
Felih laughs a little then, bumping her shoulder with his as he gives her a playful wink. "Oh, there's plenty of ways to relax. You'll have to share some tricks with me sometime- I may need them." He's the type who pampers others plenty- massages, grooming, fine food and attire- but he forgets to turn such attentions onto himself.
She nudges his shoulder right back, giggling at him over another sip of her drink, which is jostled but never falls from her hand through either shoulder-bump - if she can balance a throwing knife on her fingers by feel in the heat of combat, she can keep something much more easily held in her hand in pleasant company.
"I'd always be glad to show you, you know." And if anyone didn't think that little lilt in her voice wasn't flirtatious in the slightest they had clearly never met either of them. Whether it meant anything in any seriousness, however, could likely not be predicted.
"Do you remember the pleasant sort of exhaustion that comes after a long bout of training or sparring? It's something like that."
Or that exactly, she supposes now that she's used it, but she's never found appeal in friendly duels when there were more cooperative friendly things to do instead.
He purrs and grins then, eyelids lowering as he regards his partner, leaning down playfully towards her. He found it quite funny to confused the masses about the nature of their relationship- after all, they were both so playfully flirtatious it was hard to tell if either of them were ever genuinely interested in someone, let alone each other.
"Oh~? Is that so? Well, how could I turn down such an invitation from my dearly trusted teammate?" he purrs. "You make it sound so very tempting, putting it like that."
Felih is a hopeless flirt, seemingly insatiable- after all, it's why he's so promiscuous wherever they go. He couldn't help it- he craved attention and connection, and the intimacy that came with such carnal bliss.
It isn't as if Sayano didn't have a similar reputation, even if she kept her connections no deeper than friendship. Her hedonistic streak fit all too nicely into this dynamic of theirs.
She meets his gaze with an excited spark in hers, bright and eager. It seems she can't do the "smoldering" look. She has entirely too little self-control for that.
"Hmm..." she tips her head slightly, knowing, at least, the angles at which light catches her eyes and smile best. "'Tempting'? Temptations are things you have some reason to resist, right?"
Felih can't help but laugh at the brightness in her eyes, her eagerness only making her cuter in her failing attempts at achieving a "smolder" in her eyes. Truly, how could he resist flirting with someone so fun and sweet? He grins and leans down, purring as his lowers his face closer towards hers, his tail wiggling playfully behind him.
"That's true," he hums at her, "Mayhaps I shouldn't be worrying so much about that~?"
She's resigned herself to her charm being in her playfulness rather than in any more traditional allure. She'd proven to be absolutely terrible at the sort of flirting most people think of when they hear the word.
Not that it matters in this particular case, with this particular person. It's a much different matter when she's already spent time with the other, even more so for a friend like her fellow hero.
She suppresses a laugh of her own as she catches the movement of his tail out of the corner of her eye. Miqo'te tails are so expressive. It means it's easier to see that her friend is enjoying himself. After everything they've been through, really, she's glad to help however she can. (Especially if she also has fun in the process.)
"Of course not!" She grins again, lively golden eyes holding his gaze, and leaning in just a bit for herself in her excitement. "What harm could there be, after all?"
Felih's having so very much fun. His promiscuity and casual trysts are well-known among the Scions at this point, and so long as his activities don't get in the way of his work, no one much minds his flirtatiousness too much. Besides, who were they to judge how he sought out companionship? (After losing his mate, who would deny him the shallow comfort of physical intimacy?)
"Well then, my friend, I suppose at this point it's more of an invitation, hm~?" he purrs at her with a grin, before leaning down to close the distance, content to press his lips right to hers- the lingering sweetness of his drink still on his lips. His hand comes up to gently hold her chin as he kisses her- lightly, at first, in case he has overstepped his bounds.
It's difficult to truly go too far with Sayano once her trust has been gained. She replies into the kiss, little more than a muffled "mm-hmm" against his lips. She presses into it, and raises one hand to cover his own to tell him he hadn't judged wrong. And she begins shifting closer, to the edge of her seat...
It might be, she thinks, time to take this elsewhere. Promiscuous they both may be, but exhibitionism isn't her usual style.
That doesn't mean she has no appreciation for a stylish exit. In two swift motions chained fluidly into one, she deposits her drink on the counter and pushes off it with her free hand, the other coming down to brace on Felih's leg as if she's about to push herself into his lap. Instead, she catches the flow of aether midair, hovering just before him as she calls up the telltale flare of soft light that accompanies a teleportation spell.
She extends an invisible tether for him to take, inviting him to follow. She's confident he wouldn't refuse. Even if it turns out she's the one who's overstepped her bounds in the end, the beach isn't very far from the Topmast apartment building - should the mood fail them, they could always just go swimming. Friends don't put undue pressure on one another, after all.
Felih purrs, the sensation carrying over where their lips touch, letting her feel just how pleased he is about this development. He's happy to pull her closer as she shuffles, at least until she suddenly ends up floating and initiating a teleport, which makes him grin at her.
It's easy to sense the tether, and he takes it easily, following her lead through the teleportation, his aether warm and receptive as he accepts the silent offer.
Well- it would certainly be a proper end to a night of celebration!
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"It really is odd to just have a night to relax. How long has it been since we've had downtime?"
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"It feels like moons, if not a year or more." She smiles around her drink, though, another internal laugh in her eyes, and holds the goblet loosely in her fingers after she swallows her sip. "It makes it all the sweeter, doesn't it? After so long having to make do with whatever time we could find, a whole night to ourselves!"
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He then laughs, "But perhaps it's too lofty a dream, a good sleep."
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If anything's lofty, it's that if. But maybe not so much for Felih. (Maybe the ludicrous amounts of energy are her manifestation of the Echo somehow? Who knows. She certainly doesn't.)
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Old habits die hard, he supposes.
"I envy those who can work on so little sleep."
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"I'd always be glad to show you, you know." And if anyone didn't think that little lilt in her voice wasn't flirtatious in the slightest they had clearly never met either of them. Whether it meant anything in any seriousness, however, could likely not be predicted.
"Do you remember the pleasant sort of exhaustion that comes after a long bout of training or sparring? It's something like that."
Or that exactly, she supposes now that she's used it, but she's never found appeal in friendly duels when there were more cooperative friendly things to do instead.
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"Oh~? Is that so? Well, how could I turn down such an invitation from my dearly trusted teammate?" he purrs. "You make it sound so very tempting, putting it like that."
Felih is a hopeless flirt, seemingly insatiable- after all, it's why he's so promiscuous wherever they go. He couldn't help it- he craved attention and connection, and the intimacy that came with such carnal bliss.
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She meets his gaze with an excited spark in hers, bright and eager. It seems she can't do the "smoldering" look. She has entirely too little self-control for that.
"Hmm..." she tips her head slightly, knowing, at least, the angles at which light catches her eyes and smile best. "'Tempting'? Temptations are things you have some reason to resist, right?"
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"That's true," he hums at her, "Mayhaps I shouldn't be worrying so much about that~?"
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Not that it matters in this particular case, with this particular person. It's a much different matter when she's already spent time with the other, even more so for a friend like her fellow hero.
She suppresses a laugh of her own as she catches the movement of his tail out of the corner of her eye. Miqo'te tails are so expressive. It means it's easier to see that her friend is enjoying himself. After everything they've been through, really, she's glad to help however she can. (Especially if she also has fun in the process.)
"Of course not!" She grins again, lively golden eyes holding his gaze, and leaning in just a bit for herself in her excitement. "What harm could there be, after all?"
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(After losing his mate, who would deny him the shallow comfort of physical intimacy?)"Well then, my friend, I suppose at this point it's more of an invitation, hm~?" he purrs at her with a grin, before leaning down to close the distance, content to press his lips right to hers- the lingering sweetness of his drink still on his lips. His hand comes up to gently hold her chin as he kisses her- lightly, at first, in case he has overstepped his bounds.
Fade out around here-ish?
It might be, she thinks, time to take this elsewhere. Promiscuous they both may be, but exhibitionism isn't her usual style.
That doesn't mean she has no appreciation for a stylish exit. In two swift motions chained fluidly into one, she deposits her drink on the counter and pushes off it with her free hand, the other coming down to brace on Felih's leg as if she's about to push herself into his lap. Instead, she catches the flow of aether midair, hovering just before him as she calls up the telltale flare of soft light that accompanies a teleportation spell.
She extends an invisible tether for him to take, inviting him to follow. She's confident he wouldn't refuse. Even if it turns out she's the one who's overstepped her bounds in the end, the beach isn't very far from the Topmast apartment building - should the mood fail them, they could always just go swimming. Friends don't put undue pressure on one another, after all.
yup~!
It's easy to sense the tether, and he takes it easily, following her lead through the teleportation, his aether warm and receptive as he accepts the silent offer.
Well- it would certainly be a proper end to a night of celebration!