Mateo
On the plus side, not being sucker punched by this particular brother means both that Koa will never know how bad Mateo is at punching (he's a lover, not a fighter, and guilty as sin), and the botanist will not have to nurse some terribly swollen knuckles. Anyway, sex, drugs and bad decisions.
"For shame," Mateo purrs, as if his friend is committing some kind of offence with his sobriety, and he reaches into it's better not to ask, honestly, given his outfit and withdraws a small wax paper parcel. Opening it reveals a few blood red caplets, crafted by the botanist himself, and Mateo takes one and slips it under his tongue to dissolve.
Once Koa has picked his poison and the first flush of euphoria is racing through Mateo's system, he offers the other man a musical laugh for his trouble. "Many, and regularly," he replies regarding who he may be seeing - the Silk Houses are a quiet place if Mateo Taliesin ever takes a night off. "It hardly needs to be a mission. Or would you like to get laid, my friend?"
"For shame," Mateo purrs, as if his friend is committing some kind of offence with his sobriety, and he reaches into it's better not to ask, honestly, given his outfit and withdraws a small wax paper parcel. Opening it reveals a few blood red caplets, crafted by the botanist himself, and Mateo takes one and slips it under his tongue to dissolve.
Once Koa has picked his poison and the first flush of euphoria is racing through Mateo's system, he offers the other man a musical laugh for his trouble. "Many, and regularly," he replies regarding who he may be seeing - the Silk Houses are a quiet place if Mateo Taliesin ever takes a night off. "It hardly needs to be a mission. Or would you like to get laid, my friend?"
I'm a scholar and a gentleman
And I don't usually fall when I try to stand
And I don't usually fall when I try to stand
