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026: [ voice | location: caritas ] A bingin' we will go

[ guess who's now seated at a secluded corner in caritas, with her head on the table and nursing a huge bottle of alcohol on her own.

no, really. guess. ] Oh, who cares about... broody, stupid vamps when I've got you... [ she grabs the bottle and reads: ] Mr. Voodoo Tiki Tequila. Mmm. You're now my new best friend, 'kay?

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I thought it sounded nice. Feminine.

It does, but you might want to rethink your opinion before you describe moi as a gentle flower, because this gentle flower can so kick your ass, buddy.

I would love to have you try. If you would wish to try to... manhandle me.

Make you cry, you mean?

Perhaps cry out.

Your name.

Repeatedly.

[ that gets her to laugh. ] And people say I'm not subtle.

If something is worth doing, it is worth doing as strongly as possible.

That doesn't include flirting, dumbass.

It usually works for me.

Oh, really not this time, Herc.

I could buy you a drink?

Already have one with me, thanks. Although you can... I don't know, keep entertaining me? I bet you have lots of things to tell a poor, sad, in-desperate-need-of-fun woman.

I have many a tale I could tell. And as I am a demigod... my mouth never seems to tire.

Okay, shoot. Impress me - if you can.

I often impress better in person.

The gestures are part of the tale.

Sure. Come on over to Caritas, then? And don't keep me waiting.

Hercules shows up in short order, in his usual state of dress. He does not arrive quietly, oh no. He arrives with a shout.

"And now the party can begin!"

And then there is a hearty laugh before he walks over to Cordelia's table.

Cordelia shakes her head at him. Really, Hercules? Really?

"Shut up," she says, almost fondly. "God, can't you do anything that's not loud or unsubtle?"

Oh hello, pot calling kettle black.

"When it comes to revelry," Herc says, plopping down into a seat. "Louder is better. It is only when the revels end and the hangover begins that quiet is much more appreciated."

Cordelia lifts her bottle and smiles at him. "No truer words have ever been spoken."

"Oh, I don't know..." Hercules says, thinking. "If I told you that you looked radiant tonight, that too would be quite true."

She laughs. "My eyes are bloodshot, I'm all tequila-breath and god knows what else, and you're telling me I look radiant? I think you're just pulling my leg, Herc."

"Perhaps it is the power of positive thinking," Herc says. "I think you look beautiful, and so you are!"

He laughs again. "I promised you a tale, did I not?"

"Yes!" she says, slamming her hands on the table and grinning wildly at him. "Yes, you did. I'll be the judge as to whether or not your tale will be impressive."

Herc thinks for a moment. It is not a time to brag of bedding anyone, no. That may put her off.

He snaps his fingers and makes sure he has enough room to tell his tale.

"Perhaps a daring story of when I did win the day not with my mighty fists, but with the strength of my heart?"

[Location: Caritas]

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