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Posner is curled up by the fire reading (for fun!) a book of Thomas Hardy poems. He has a cup of tea and a plate of biscuits and looks very cozy indeed.

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In a corner a ways away from him, Orpheus is strumming his guitar, carefully picking out a wintery tune, lamenting the shortened days, the frosty nights. It's a bit colder in that area of the bar than it usually is.

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At the bar itself, Nikola is sitting, contemplating what appears to be a vial of blood. He looks more determined than melancholy, though there's a bit of that in his expression as well.

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Near the back door, Alcide stands. It's throwing him off, the way the date here is different than it is back home. He knows it shouldn't be anywhere near the full moon, but he can practically feel it just outside the door.

It's not that he needs to run; it's more that he wants to, intensely curious about what the woods out there are really like.

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"Noted. I'll refrain from creating a blizzard, I suppose."

Just barely, though. It's a fun spell.

"How, uhm - How are you?"

Scorpius notes the absence of ouzo with some relief.

To be fair, it's not the snow Orpheus objects to. It's the season it comes in.

"I'm...all right." He smiles a bit. It's rare he's actually doing well, but considering it's December, he's doing pretty close to well.

Scorpius studies Orpheus a fair bit and then accepts his answer with a nod.

"Okay. Good."

"How 'bout you?" He grins a bit. "How's Albus?"

Scorpius reddens, mumbling something.

"Uhm. Fine."

(Translation: Perfect.)

"How's Apollo?"

Orpheus smirks, and then it turns to a wry smile.

"I haven't seen him in a while, but such is the nature of things."

He had hoped to see him tonight, or sometimes soon. Winter is just so long and the sun so far away.

Scorpius nods, sympathetically.

"I hardly saw Annabeth when we were dating, and she was only a demigod."

He also misses Albus like mad whenever they're apart.

"I imagine he's, uhm - Rather busy."

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"Yeah, it goes with the territory. I certainly don't expect him to wait on my pleasure."

He'd be more inclined to do the opposite.

Orpheus certainly means such in a perfectly innocent way.

And still? Scorpius darkens another shade of red.

"Right."

Oh, of course. He would never stoop to innuendo.

"What about you, though? Waiting on Albus' pleasure?"

"Me?"

Him?

"Waiting on, er, Albus' - ? Yeah, I, uhm - Uh huh."

What.

"You are, huh?"

Oh, look. He's smirking again.

And his lazy strumming takes a much warmer turn.

And Scorpius is very, very red and very interested in the floor.

He shrugs.

"I - I guess."

"Hm...well, if it helps, I've found patience is the best approach in these circumstances."

Another smirk.

"Frustrating as it may be."

"It's not," Scorpius says, voice somewhat strangled and face burning.

"Frustrating, I mean. It's not like that. We're - It's not like - I see him a lot. For all the sneaking around we have to do, anyway.

"And when we're together it's not like we're not - I mean, we snog and it's got rather, uhm - So, uhm. He's waiting on me too, likely. In that we're both waiting to see each other again? And I - I'm going to shut it now."

Because whatisheevenramblingonabout.

Sometimes the smirking is a reflex Orpheus just can't help. Like right now. He couldn't stop if he tried.

"I see. I think.

"Let me know you ever need any advice on that front."

"You'd only smirk at me the whole time, if I asked..."

Orpheus laughs. "I probably would, but it would still be good advice."

"As good as your music?"

He laughs. "Nothing is as good as my music."

And then, yeah, he smirks.

"Well, almost nothing."

"I'll pretend to know what you're talking about."

"I think you know more than you let on, lovely."

"Don't know what you mean," he responds. Innocently. "Oh look, there's Posner. I think I'll go say hullo to him."

He's smirking again, of course, but he nods. "I meant it about the advice. I'm here if you need any."

And he is good with it, mostly, smirking aside.

Scorpius nods too. "Thanks. I, uhm - I actually appreciate it. I don't really have many people I could talk to about, er, certain things, so."

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