the rumpus and ruckus are comfortable now
Flora's delight is warm against his shoulder and he can't fight off the grin that responds in turn. Her fingers readjust the wig with expert attention and he freezes to ensure her fussing isn't squandered with a poorly timed head turn. "Oh?" he asks as she finds him lacking, thinking perhaps he needed more sequins or maybe should have gotten a spray tan. Instead she smooshes his cheeks together, puckering out his lips for a pressed peck. He squirms away from her, sputtering at the aftertaste of her rum cherries. Though each kiss she's given him as of late has snuck closer and closer to a real one, that one doesn't beckon his traitorous desires, too heavy on the playful. He drags a thumb across his lip, as if to wipe her teasing affection away, but catches a smear of red. "Thaaaaaanks," he rolls his eyes, but she's already flittering away like a drunk butterfly.
If he's wearing lipstick, he definitely needs to be drunker than this.
His attention swings fully to that glimmer he caught behind the bar, and he sidles up to the counter before Calypso, strapped nipples settling along the edge. He tosses back some of his faux hair, the yellow of it no match when compared to her. She called him babe. "Your name, to start," he asks unabashed, a lazy smile of smashed red greeting her. "I'm Kaisel. Let me buy you a drink, I'll have whatever you're having." A pause, to consider, if she even can given that she's working. Though, this event doesn't seem the type to be too strict on the rules. Vesper's lean and whisper to her seems to suggest something though, and Kaisel tries to combat the confusion with a tilt of his head. "If you can that is." If not? Her shift had to end some time.
Koa's appearance beside him sets Kaisel's face alight instantly with uncontained joy as he turns to him. "YOU CAME!" he grips both of Koa's shoulders, shaking his cousin gently, grinning broadly. "Thank you, it felt suitable." Kaisel tucks both hands beneath his chin and strikes a pose of batting eyelashes and duck lips. As Koa points out his lipstick, Kaisel reaches up to rub it, pulling away a newly red finger. "Better?" he asks with even more smudged lips.
Glancing back over at Calypso, he pointsKoa out to her, "This is Koa! He needs to get drunk as shit!"
If he's wearing lipstick, he definitely needs to be drunker than this.
His attention swings fully to that glimmer he caught behind the bar, and he sidles up to the counter before Calypso, strapped nipples settling along the edge. He tosses back some of his faux hair, the yellow of it no match when compared to her. She called him babe. "Your name, to start," he asks unabashed, a lazy smile of smashed red greeting her. "I'm Kaisel. Let me buy you a drink, I'll have whatever you're having." A pause, to consider, if she even can given that she's working. Though, this event doesn't seem the type to be too strict on the rules. Vesper's lean and whisper to her seems to suggest something though, and Kaisel tries to combat the confusion with a tilt of his head. "If you can that is." If not? Her shift had to end some time.
Glancing back over at Calypso, he points
Kaisel
everybody come hang, let's go out with a bang
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
