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[raphael, looking particularly polished today in a white suit. or overpolished, frowning a little bit and shoving a hand through his bangs.]

I usually hate it when I get the urge to be proactive. It tends to be so much trouble for so little payoff. But lately, I... I don't know. It might still be trouble, but at the very least I've cleared my conscience.

[there's a long pause, and then raphael coughs. and actually tries to smile for the camera.]

Kira, I've been hypocritical. I can't hold you responsible for fixing things with Michael when I'm not willing to let bygones be bygones myself. And you've had-- a rough morning. So I think it's past time that we went out for drinks. Hell, I'll even pay for them.

Messiah, I have three or four dresses you can borrow if you'd like to save some money. Don't worry, they're not overly revealing.

Belial-- [... another long pause, and for a tiny, brief second he looks horrified. but that second passes.] it's been years and I've been rude. I don't think we should meet up, but maybe one day our relations can be more cordial. I'm... willing to make an effort.

Rosiel... well. At the very least, I guess you ought to get naming privileges since you gave me the cat. If there's anything I can do for you as a doctor, I want you to let me know.

(OOC: Cursed with Armistice Day. ... Raphael has a long list of people he detests and really, this is about as friendly as he can manage. But beyond them, he should be responding normally. For the purpose of anyone who wants action tags, Raphael can probably best be found either at the bar or on his way to it.)

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I'll believe that. They're professionals, after all. Good thing I talked Rosiel into that.

[He's currently not sure whether he likes his drinks to be sweet. But it has alcohol, so he decides it works well enough.]

Best, mhm, probably Carla during the highschool curse.

I'd pay to see his expression when you did.

[He laughs, shortly, taking another swallow. He's never had a listening ear where women or Rosiel were concerned.]

Carla? She's-- I don't know what to make of her. Probably more your type than mine.

It was much the way you imagine.

What's my type? [Laughs then shrugs and takes a long sip. Through the straw. From his strawberry daiquiri.]

What's my type then? Or what's yours?

Oh, I'll take almost anyone but I like nice girls. I always have.

[It ought not to have been anything to reflect on at length, but he continues to trail off, breaking the umbrella in the process.]

Gentle people. Maybe because I'm not at all. You, on the other hand, only like the dangerous ones.

[Since he likes Raphael ~~today~~, he'll refrain from commenting on that 'always'.]

Heh. Implying that maybe I'm harmless?

[Seeing as he's apparently nice, he gives Raphael his umbrella to replace the broken one.]

So that's what made her special to you.

I know better than that.

[He'll keep it. If he doesn't break it in the aftermath.]

... I suppose. She called me out on what I was-- Jibril used to do that but it never had the same effect.

That you do. Though you're biased, usually.

[Not questioning much why not right now.]

Jibril's not cute, she's just annoying.

... Yeah. Yeah, I am.

[a very brief apologetic look, before the rest of the conversation, as it's wont to do when it concerns women, distracts him out of it]

Oh, no, Jibril's quite attractive. The trouble is that all the sanctimoniousness makes it hard to notice.

That's what I meant, really. Although it does make it fun to get under her skin, at least.

So you like being called out, as long as it's by a cute girl?

Sounds a bit masochistic, doesn't it? But if I really enjoyed being insulted I'm sure I would have worked it into the games a long time ago.

[He finishes off the daiquiri with a shrug.]

Sorry. I'm not generally this talkative.

Maybe it's the honesty of it. Not a game. Just seeing what you're like and still trusting you.

[He can relate to that.]

Me neither.

[A whole lot of good that had done her, considering he'd betrayed her in the end anyway. The fact that he'd doubled back didn't rectify the error. Raphael winces but doesn't really answer, just gets another drink.]

I can only take so much honesty at once.

Heh. That's alright, I like you anyway.

[Right now, at least. As he is slurping through his straw.]