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The evening sun cast a golden glow over the academy grounds, but Shura hardly noticed. She leaned back in her chair, feet propped up on the desk in her makeshift office, a half-empty bottle of sake clutched loosely in one hand. The day had been long, even by her standards, and she could feel the familiar itch of restlessness creeping in. "Man, paperwork is a pain in the ass," she muttered to no one in particular, eyes flicking toward the scattered piles of unfinished forms that were threatening to spill off her desk. She sighed, taking a swig from the bottle, the burn of alcohol doing little to ease her mood. Just then, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching her door. Instinctively, her hand shifted toward the hilt of her sword, her eyes narrowing slightly. "If this is another lecture from Mephisto, I'm gonna lose it," she grumbled under her breath. The door creaked open, and Shura cocked her head lazily toward the entrance. "Well, come on in, then. Hope yer not here to add to my workload," she called out, her tone somewhere between playful and dangerous, her sharp eyes locking onto whoever dared to disturb her peace.
She would see a familiar bucket hat appearing in the half open door before Lewin poked his head through the opening, looking to her. His ever-observant eyes immediately caught the hand resting on her sword and he gave her a wide grin.
"Ay, don't chop my head off!" he laughed, quickly stepping through the rest of the way. "I come in peace. Just wanted to see if ya wanted to go to the bar." A glance at what was in her hand had him continue. "But I see you already started."
Lightning walked over, plopping down in an empty chair on the other side of the desk and held out his hand in a hope that she'd share the sake. He had come all this way after all!
"You'd make Osceola upset if ya cut my head off," Lewin chuckled, watching her to see if she'd donate some booze. "'Cause then he can't pick me up by the scruff anymore."
Aha, he was victorious! Though Sake wasn't his drink of choice, he happily took the bottle from her with a hummed "Thank you~" before leaning back in his chair.
"Naah, no particular occasion," he said, swirling the bottle a little in his hand. "Been a long day and haven't seen much of ya since you took this position. And now we're both here!" Then he sighed dramatically before taking a modest swig of the sake. "Teaching is haaaaard."
The bucket hat first, then the stubble and scruffy clothes. Her smile grew as he peeked round the doorway. Her fingers relaxed slightly on her sword's hilt as Lewin sauntered in, his easy grin as disarming as ever.
"You're lucky I recognized that hat, or you'd be a head shorter," she drawled, her voice teasing but sharp enough to remind him she wasn't entirely joking. Her eyes lingered on him, amusement dancing in them as she leaned back in her chair.
She raised an eyebrow at his suggestion, then glanced at the half-empty bottle in her hand before shifting her gaze back to him. With a chuckle, Shura leaned forward, her elbow on the desk as she extended the bottle toward him, but only after a moment’s hesitation. “Guess I can share. You owe me though."
Her eyes gleamed with a challenge as she sized him up, the faint tension of the long day ebbing away. “So what’s the occasion, Lightning? You come for the booze, or is there something else on your mind?