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[OPEN LOG] White Day

There is no place more appropriate to celebrate White Day than the Ice Bar. Bartenders serve the selection of ivory cocktails in sparkling crystal glasses on chunks of ice. Platters of delicate hors d'oeuvres decorate the tables, consisting of quail eggs, miniature goat cheese quiches, oysters in their half-shell, sushi rolls and other vanilla coloured tasters. Origami trees boast flowers of white chocolate truffles wrapped in paper that can be unravelled to reveal your fortune in romance.

Can you feel the love tonight?

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After finishing his verbal spar with Atobe, Yukimura left the bar and decided to find his normal seat towards the back of the establishment to nurse the concoction the bar owner had created for him.

(ooc: after the thread with Atobe)

As he closed his trap around a particularly piece of sushi, Echizen noticed Yukimura approaching the table with whatever potion that Atobe was trying to sell for triple the price this time. Since he very much doubted that the bounty hunter would try to make good on the deal with his father in a place like this, he swallowed and enjoyed another piece.

"Should've figured that you'd be here," he said.

Yukimura would have kept walking if it wasn't for Echizen. This table was too close to other people and didn't make for very good stalking, but there wasn't much he could do about that. He took a sip of his drink and gave a friendly smile to the flight officer.

"I wouldn't miss one of Kei-chan's parties," the bounty hunter said brightly.

"I'm sure he's thrilled," Echizen said, more interested in his plate than Yukimura and Atobe's strange dance. "Catch anyone interesting lately?"

"About as thrilled as you would be if there was no food," Yukimura said. He pondered Echizen's question for a moment. "That entirely depends on your definition of interesting, but I recently delivered a Galvaran fugitive who had taken up a job as a belly dancer as a disguise."

"What a special relationship," Echizen said. "And I guess dinner and a show counts as interesting. Were they any good?"

Definitely not as good as this sushi.

A special relationship indeed. Yukimura chuckled slightly at the thought.

"He could've been better. His hip action was lacking. Even your wooden captain could do a better job."

Echizen swished his soda around in the glass. It wasn't ponta, but good enough. "Heeh, I wonder if there's anything that could convince him to give it a shot."

Maybe if his captain had been prompted to drink on the rave moon. Who knew?

Yukimura didn't think there was anything that could get Tezuka to belly dance. Other than an excessive amount of alcohol. He looked back at the bar.

"You might be able to convince a certain bar owner to spike your dear captain's drink."

Shaking his head, Echizen said, "Unlikely that would work. Atobe would have to dose him with something really potent, or he'd have to continue to drink it voluntarily."

And he very much doubted that Tezuka would just drink himself into that kind of stupor for no reason. But, when he thought about Atobe, Echizen supposed that he did have another angle. Another angle that might put him prey to his little bet with Yukimura.

"Atobe should be good enough to make a spiked drink that Tezuka can't tell the difference," Yukimura rationalized. If not, then he really had no right to keep standing behind the bar mixing drinks. "The alternative is forcing him to do it."

"Still, he'd have to be a lightweight to go down with just one drink," Echizen pointed out. He very much doubted that Tezuka wouldn't notice himself getting more drunk.

"Buchou seems like the kind of guy who digs his feet in when you try to force him. I think I could get him drunk...I dunno if you want to coordinate your boy to get stronger drinks," he jerked his head toward Atobe. It seemed like the kind of sketchy thing that the bartender would want to get involved with.

Yukimura looked at Atobe. "Considering my boy wants to get in your captain's pants, it shouldn't be too difficult to get him to go along with whatever plan you have in mind. Though, in the end, I imagine you'll be on the worst shifts for at least a month."

He almost felt bad for Tezuka. Almost.

Echizen shrugged. "It's my job to take the worst shifts anyway." And putting him on easy shifts only would probably put the ship in danger, unless Tezuka wanted to put in a ton of piloting hours himself.

The real danger was Yukimura taking shots at him while he was drunk. Things were going to be interesting from here on out.

"How unfortunate," Yukimura said with a sigh. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad for Echizen if that was the case. "I'll deal with Atobe if you get your captain to participate."

Echizen polished off his plate and put down his utensils. "I'll see what I can do, Spike," he said, then went off to do just that.

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