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[The vine's feed opens to Gavril sitting in the Plaza with a rather fancy looking bottle of while nestled under her arm. After looking over the glass vessel for a minute or so, the garden's resident ghoul makes a brief address to vine before her.]

So this is the queen's idea of a Christmas present, huh? I'm not gonna complain though, this is some pretty good booze. Back home I'd have to kill someone to get my hands on something like this. Either way, being drunk out of my mind seems like a pretty fucking good way to get through whatever shit the Queen has planned next.

Hey, Zinc, do you got some time to talk? I've got something I want to get off my chest.

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I wish I could agree with you but I don't really drink that kind of thing.

Not a fan of wine?

Just alcohol in general.

Really? Your missing out on a lot. Alcohol is one of life's simple pleasures~

I just don't like it so I don't think I'm really missing out on much.

Ah well. More for me then.

I guess so...

I got a question for ya: You ever been on a hunt before?

What kind of hunt?

Well, here it's mostly just been me and a few friends killing as many animals as we possibly can.

Do I get paid for this?

I guess you can take a share of what we kill. Otherwise I don't really think money matters here.

I suppose I could help. [Hesitant because she's still balancing the cost/benefit ratio.]

[She appears in the video, she's obviously at home, sitting on her mattress with a knee drawn up to rest her chin on.]

I am never very busy.

Gotcha, I'll be over in a few minutes. I'd rather talk about this in person.

I'll come out to greet you.

[She had liked the snow, once, and she is happy to venture back out into her pristine white courtyard. She brings with her a little robotic beetle. The two of them are making little patterns in the snow, just inside the gate while waiting for Gavril.]

[It didn't take Gavri long to reach the little white house. She had a very specific reason for coming and was quick to try speak her mind, though her words are muddled by a combination of a slight nervousness.]

Hey. Having fun out here?

[She runs her cold fingers back through her hair gently, looking a little abashed.]

Yes, but it is... cold? [She's actually not sure if Gavril feels the cold. Zinc doesn't, not really. She was always cold.] We can go inside.

[She collects up her bug, careful not to crush its delicate motorized wings.]

I guess it is. But this kind of stuff rarely bothers me.

[She smiled, trying, for once in her life, to be personable.]

Yeah, lets going inside..."

[She leads the way in her slow, measured gait, stomping the snow off of her little shoes. She really needed some boots... She releases her little bug and it goes fluttering off to land on its favorite perch at one of the windows. For once, Zinc has a use for the little table in her house, and she invites Gavril to come sit across from her. ]

You're all right?

[Gavril wasn't ok. The emotions she was feeling were fairly new to her, and she really wasn't sure to make of all of it. That fact weighing on her mind, Gavril sits across from her fellow un-dead.]

Eh, I'm feeling all right. I just got somethings on my mind.

[Zinc would not really call herself the best of listeners, she was still a fairly self-centered creature, but she would try.]

I can listen.

Thanks, I'll make this fast...

[Gavril stops for a moment as if choking on her own words. She eventually manages to spit out her confession, though it is more then a bit hurried and strung together.]

I think I having feelings for you. Like in the I'd actually want to date you sort of way...

[Zinc blinks at her, looking kind of astonished, and really at a loss for words. She's never dated anyone, in her entire life. She hadn't been interested, people were tools, interchangeable and expendable. Or... they used to be, until she realized just how lonely things were, in death. But she was... still dead. Her time was over, there was nothing left for her but to be returned to her grave. She was kept in boxes, rotting quietly out of the way where she couldn't hurt anyone.

Her lips move silently for a moment, considering some words.]

I am not much of a... date, Gavril.

Me neither.

[Gavril forced herself to laugh through the awkwardness she felt.]

That doesn't change the fact that I'd still really want to be with you.

[She rubs the back of her neck. She isn't sure how to take that, 'be with you.' For her, being with Barbet had been... living in his studio, being near him, sometimes having his attention, if he wanted to give it to her. But there were other ways that people used it. There were all the connotations of an actual 'relationship' which Zinc knew perfectly well she was not capable of providing, then there was sex, which was itself a physical impossibility from her end.]

That sounds very... simple.

[Maybe she meant it simply. Zinc doesn't know, her own emotions were such twisted, painful things. Maybe they didn't wrack everyone else the way they did her.]

I'm not a very complicated girl, I guess. I just know I like you as more then a friend.

[Gavril's voice was still a bit shaky. This was the first time she had ever admited such a thing to anyone.]

[She nods, looking out at the snow distractedly for a moment. That made a bit more sense to her, at least. She looked back at Gavril quietly.]

Okay. We are closer than friends.

[Perhaps they were, anyway. They different than the others here, there was some understanding and support there, unique comfort found nowhere else.]

[That wasn't what Gavril was expecting, but she it was pleasent for her none the less. She breaths a sigh of relief.]

That's great. It really is.

[She doesn't mean to trivialize what Gavril feels, but Zinc gives a little shrug.]

It's true. [She considers for a moment, mouth twitched off to the side thoughtfully.] I can't... give you much. But you're welcome here, with me, as often as you want.

That sounds good to me. Hey, before I go, can I kiss you again...?

[Her eyebrows go up, but she leans forward on her elbows, her chin perched on her crossed wrists, looking amused. Go for it, dollface.]

[Gavril wasted no time planting a lasting kiss on Zinc's lips. Knowing very well that the kiss was not forced upon either of them from above, the kiss seems more passionate and less clumsy then the last one the pair shared. After a few moments, Gavril pulls away.]

[She quirked a little smile, sitting back to brush her hair behind her hair, relaxed.]

Feel better?

A lot better, actually. Thanks...

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