[ he's pleased with the compliment - his self-satisfied smile says that much.
(also it might take awhile and much more alcohol than she's brought. vampires have supremely high tolerance.)
he takes a drink, presses his tongue against the roof of his mouth to weather the cheap taste of the liquor. still, as long as it does a good job of inebriation. ] It's a crafty tool of complacency they employ. [ spoken wryly, almost dangerously. klaus is rarely, if ever, complacent. ] I'll bring this [ he gestures to the painting ] to your door in the morning.
It's plenty. [ he says it with a smile at her snort: to absolve her worry and because it's true enough. it's a drink, and one he's dearly wanted. klaus moves to better face her. ] And nonsense. I promised I would.
You sure we won't need a few more bottles? [Just for him. Also her subtle way of letting him know that she knows he's not human. She holds her drink out for him to have.]
Weeeeeell, okay. [She grins a little as she tilts her head a little, putting on a cute look and tone with her response.]
[ kenzi, watch yourself. it's almost like you want him to suspect something. ] Clearly not any more for you. [ he punctuates this with a subtly teasing look and takes the drink from her, as offered, and then gestures she take a seat on the nearest chair. ]
[She wants him to know she knows he's not human. She doesn't know what he is but she's one hundred percent certain he's not a normal human being.]
Yeah, well, I had a head start.
[She gives a little laugh as he takes the drink from her. She glances from the comfy looking bed to the offered chair before she moves over and flops down on the bed. But then she realizes that just makes her feel like the room is spinning so she sits up.]
[Her face screws up in concentration as she tries to remember why she started drinking in the first place. After a few moments she gives up and shrugs.] I don't remember anymore.
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She takes the apo bol cup but doesn't drink from it just yet. Might as well let Klaus catch up to her a bit.]
Nice of the Twelve to give you stuff you'll use. [She's still bitter about getting a bunch of Bo's thongs.]
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(also it might take awhile and much more alcohol than she's brought. vampires have supremely high tolerance.)
he takes a drink, presses his tongue against the roof of his mouth to weather the cheap taste of the liquor. still, as long as it does a good job of inebriation. ] It's a crafty tool of complacency they employ. [ spoken wryly, almost dangerously. klaus is rarely, if ever, complacent. ] I'll bring this [ he gestures to the painting ] to your door in the morning.
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She watches him and lets out a snort.] Sorry it's not that great.
[She glances back at the painting.] Aw, you don't have t'do that.
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Weeeeeell, okay. [She grins a little as she tilts her head a little, putting on a cute look and tone with her response.]
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Yeah, well, I had a head start.
[She gives a little laugh as he takes the drink from her. She glances from the comfy looking bed to the offered chair before she moves over and flops down on the bed. But then she realizes that just makes her feel like the room is spinning so she sits up.]
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