Jack and McGillis 1:1 Private Conversation?? Week 6, Friday night

[vogelfrei]

[ Tonight is... a lot. McGillis had planned to down his wine and go to sleep, but then Huaisang showed up at his room and now he's not entirely sure how he feels about anything in life anymore. He's also still tipsy and he definitely can't sleep, so let's go hang out with the one person weird enough to truly not care about any of how off he is being. Hopefully.

It is time to head to the dungeons at like 3am and visit Jack. His hair is a mess and he's dressed comparatively casually, but his smirk is the same as always. ]

He really did make sure you're comfortable... let's hope the couch survives the dungeon moisture.

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[heroicact]

[Welcome to the literal wine cellar! ☆

It's late enough that Jack has definitively broken out the wine himself; his shirt is untucked and he's sort of thrown his coat to one side and loosened his tie as well; his hair is carelessly wispy by this point in the proceedings and he's carefully set the Christmas ornaments to one side -- which might speak as much to his plans with the wine as anything else.

The couch by now is hanging out semi-permanently next to the bars, it's a little tedious to keep hollering across a dungeon cell when you're trying to talk to people, and a lot of those he actually wants to see are arriving later; Jack doesn't mind. McGillis gets a lazy wave and lopsided smile from his sprawl with a bottle and a glass.]

Hmm, it'll hold for a day or two. He can always get a new one. There were plans, hmm?

[He's going to try to reach for a new glass upside down. Let's see how that goes. There's a flush to his cheeks but by now McGillis probably knows better than to take that for a sign of anything but pale skin being ridiculous.]