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Food...what's with all these food posts?

[Real, genuine food. It seemed gluttonous Ivan had been lucky enough to stumble upon an all-you-can-eat international buffet room! So right now he was stacking up plate upon plate of food as he chowed down at a nearby table.

One thing of curious note is that he was no longer wearing his Major's uniform. Ever since Pegasus ruined his jacket by popping the buttons out, Ivan had been forced to wear something a little more causal in the meantime. His idea of casual was a bit old-timey thanks to his living in Soviet Russia during the 1960s. As Ivan gorged himself he wore a collared, button-down shirt, an old fashioned vest, khaki slacks, dress shoes, and an ascot tie.

Talk about overcompensating for something.]

((ooc: feel free to tag Ivan or to mingle with each other o/ I just wanted to start some new threads))

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[Ivan looks at Pegasus with a wry expression, somewhere between a frown and a grimace. Yes, he was quite aware of how badly things had turned, but despite that Ivan still wasn't willing to place much of the blame on himself. Today though, he'd allow himself some humility even if he didn't necessarily believe it all.

...Ivan was not so modest as to not eat another few dumplings while Pegasus spoke though.]

I can do compensation. I guess that would be fair~. [He lifts his head a bit, smiling at Pegasus with his eyes peeking through his lashes and fringe.] I really do hate to think that I wounded somebody so beautiful, but you have to understand--I was still new here. It's not exactly an easy adjustment.

[That much was more-or-less true, although Ivan was garnishing things a bit and using that to excuse things that weren't a result of adjustment issues.]

O~oh? And what, pray tell, might that be?

[There's an almost sly if not completely saccharine smile that slips up on his lips as he leaned forward slowly, seemingly interested in the proposal though in reality he was simply humoring him so that he got the man to say or think what his true intentions were.

The compliment was an attempt to pander to his vanity, though such an ordinary one wouldn't work. He wasn't fooled for a second. He lifted his fruit juice glass once more and sipped at it as he looked at him through a half-lidded gaze of his own.]

I'm listening.

[When the lavender-haired man leans in, Ivan follows suit...and eats another two dumplings before speaking. As far as he's concerned, he thinks Pegasus ate up everything he just said.]

You let me take you out to the beach again, and I show you a good time. [He holds up one hand.] And I promise there will be no "funny business", as you Americans say~

[While he manages to ignore the eating the statement that comes across to him makes him stop, and just when you might think he was actually considering it...]

Hah hah hah!!

[Pegasus burst into a hearty laughter, leaning back and slapping his hand on the table as if it was simply the funniest thing he'd heard all day!]

[And then he managed to recover long enough to say this in his most chipper voice:]

Not on your life!~♡ I'm afraid the only kind of person who falls for that kind of ploy anymore has to be a moron.

[Ivan stares, looking a bit shocked as Pegasus suddenly starts to laugh at him.]

Uh...

[When Pegasus finally recovers and gives him that chipper, but incredible dig of an answer, Ivan lets out a small, awkward laugh. So his first idea didn't work, and now he was left feeling a mixture of annoyance and plain old embarrassment. Ivan usually didn't take rejection well, but he was forced to swallow it right now and try again.]

It wasn't a ploy... [He starts to mumble, but quickly decides to change the subject. Pegasus wasn't a moron...he needed to be cleverer.]

Let me... [He starts tentatively, mind reeling for something more subtle, and more immediate. What was it they always did in those awful American movies?]

...Buy you a drink?

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[This Major just didn't know when to give up, did he? The laugh only makes Pegasus purr a little given he could practically taste the humiliation the man felt and that was a good feeling.

While he wasn't going to even so much as give him even but a tiny ounce of hope Pegasus smirked and leaned in again.]

Getting warmer.~ What else?

More? [Ivan blurts out. He had to offer something else too?! Ivan furrowed his brow, a look of worry etched into his features before he quickly pulls back and smirks again. He looks much more confident than he actually is right now.]

You're not a cheap date. [It was a joke, but even as he says it Ivan wonders if maybe that wasn't the right thing to say. He continues with it regardless, unable to take the words back.] How about dinner and a movie to go with it?

O~oh. So sorry. That isn't going to cut it I'm afraid. I'm not cheap. At all.

[Pegasus wasn't going to give in so easily. He can't be pacified or bribed by empty platitudes or silly things like that.]

And the fact you don't seem to understand what kind of compensation I want only tells me that the only way you'd even have a chance at getting back into my favor would be me telling you that I want something more than the petty things you're offering.

[You should know better by now, Major. He's not going to give an inch, either.]

Not only do I want an apology—a real apology mind you—first off, but I want you to promise never to lay a hand on me again without my permission.

[Ivan has to wonder if he's just gotten incredibly bad at this, or if Pegasus was just incredibly ruthless. It must be the latter, because the other man's words certainly do grate on him a bit, but Ivan just takes in a deep breath and keeps his cool.

Fine. Pegasus can have it his way.]

I see. [If it meant not being on the unwilling receiving end of that eye again, and if it meant maybe having it on his side, Ivan would do it. That's not even taking into consideration those "shocking" powers of his.]

... [But apologizing was still hard. It required him to swallow quite a bit of his pride, and even if he did, he didn't feel sorry for what he did. Ivan only felt sorry he got in trouble and on Pegasus's bad side for it.]

I'm...sorry. For punching you...and spitting in your face.

[Ivan pauses a moment before continuing, a little bit of a sarcastic tone lacing the second half of his apology. After what Pegasus did to him it seemed ridiculous for Ivan to have to be the one to promise this! Ivan may have kissed him first, but Pegasus went to second base!] And I promise not to touch you.

[Another pause, and then Ivan gives a little smirk as he raises a brow. Pegasus set himself up for this one, as far as he's concerned.] ...Unless you want me to, of course, with your permission~

[That's better. The fact that Ivan didn't throw a temper tantrum for once or throw out any insults meant that he was serious about wanting a second chance. As it was, if the Major was willing to apologize as he'd demanded then he may allow him to redeem himself. There was no trust in him for the other man, but he would allow him time to prove himself.

While he caught that little tone of sarcasm he merely frowned and stared him pointedly until he could hear remorse. As it was he's far too aware that he'd lost his composure due to the fury that had taken over him, as well as the sheer power that the Eye employed having proved itself a poor influence in matters of reason. Had he not possessed it then none of that would have happened. As it was, his temper got the better of him, along with the need to...well. See his pain.

He cleared his throat then, trying to wish away the thoughts of what had happened.]

Very well. I accept your apology. However, that doesn't excuse you from giving me a drink. And step one toe out of line and I'm afraid I will not be as lenient as I was.

[He could really use one, honestly. His nerves were frayed as it was and this place was beginning to get to him.]

I wouldn't count on it.

[Pegasus huffed, pouting a little now.]

[Ivan once again stuffs a few more dumplings in his face as Pegasus talks. It seems he simply can't stop eating any chance he gets.

Despite his somewhat-casual demeanor though, Ivan is taking this rather seriously, and he's quite glad to see his painful apology accepted. He never wants to do that again.]

Alright, alright~ [Ivan chuckles, getting up from his seat.] I'll be right back.

[Oh, and he'll still be counting on it, but Ivan decides to not mention that as he leaves to gather drinks for the both of them. When he comes back a few minutes later he's holding two drinks; one is a plain vodka, and the other is something incredibly fruity looking.]

Uhh. I know you like those weird fruit-drinks. [Ivan furrows a brow, holding the glass out for Pegasus.] But I don't know a damn thing about them, so hopefully this works.

[Pegasus watched him go rather skeptically, gaze following after the man until he decided to poke at his untouched food and nibble at the crackers and gorgonzola cheese he'd found.]

...I didn't see those before.

[He said once Ivan extended the drink to him. Real drinks? Goodness yes please. Even if it wasn't wine he'd take it. He took the glass before long, manicured nails clinking against the glass quietly.]

Good boy.~

[Ivan sits down, looking a little wry at the "good boy" he'd gotten. That, too, reminded him of Volgin.]

They were over in the corner. [He lifts his own drink to his lips, taking a swig. Greedy as he was, he chided himself about not getting a second drink. Ivan didn't want to lose any of his common sense right now.

He eyed Pegasus thoughtfully.]

[Oh the perils of only having one eye. He'd failed to notice that, but in this case it was a rather good thing he hadn't.]

Mm. I see.

[He lifted the drink then and sipped at it. Oh yes, it was better than he thought it might be.]

...

[Ivan wonders if now is a good time to ask how Pegasus got that eye...probably not. He finally eats the last of his dumplings as he decides what to say next.]

Did you find those clothes around here?

[His brow rose at the comment, though speaking of clothes he did notice Ivan wasn't wearing his usual military get-up. The elegant suit was easier on the eyes but you don't just find these kinds of things lying around, right?

His gaze focused on the man across from him for a long scrutinizing moment before he'd make his response.]

No. That seems an awfully strange question to ask. I had this personally tailored to fit me. Why would I find something like this around here...?

Huh? Oh, well, that's how I found this. [Ivan gestures at his own outfit before pausing to take another swig of his drink.]

I was hoping you knew where I could find more. This was just in my room.

[But hey, at least it fit him! Mostly. Ivan did have to pull up the pants a bit higher than he'd like.]

Is that so? Hmm. I'm afraid I don't.

[He wasn't subtle at all with the way he eyed Ivan's clothes then, and seeing how he hasn't looked in his closet yet he wasn't aware that there might be more suits of his own waiting for him.

The circumstances were strange enough. He could hardly think that such a thing could happen. But then many oddities abounded in this school.]

[Ivan noticed the eying, and couldn't help but feel a bit defensive. What, did Pegasus not like his clothes? Because Ivan thought they were pretty nice! Not great, but nice.

Wait, maybe Pegasus was just undressing him with his eyes...?]

Oh well.

[He takes a thoughtful sip of his vodka.]

I'm sure I'll find something...sometime.

[Was it that unnerving that Pegasus was regarding him in silence, that stare as piercing as the Millennium Eye that could penetrate the man's mind. It was amusing to see how he faltered and fumbled for favor, but after what had happened did he really think it would be anything less? If he truly wanted to get on his good side he would have to keep up the good behavior.

He has to wonder how long that can last for the man, whose heart was full of darkness. A soft knowing smile leveled his pert mouth around the rim of his fluted glass.]

Tell me Major...Besides clothes, what else have you found?

What else? [Ivan pauses with his own glass to his lips, a thoughtful crease forming across his brow. Now Pegasus was addressing him as "Major"? That was interesting. A sign of respect, perhaps...or maybe he was just mocking him.]

...Nothing of interest. Just general supplies. [He admitted.] What about you?

[Or simply a sign of formality, that their relationship had returned to acquaintance status. As it was, Pegasus preferred titles at times. While not always, addressing him simply as "Ivan" seemed more intimate than he wanted to communicate.]

Hmm. A pity. Mostly the very same. Though the rooms still manage to get a bit strange.

[The northern wing and its love of rooms like the very one they were in.]

Still, I get by. The things I need tend to come to me, in a way.

[There was that too, but Ivan was a bit on edge still, jumping to extremes even despite his initial thinking Pegasus bought his apology.]

Yeah, these rooms... [He hunches his shoulder a bit to rest his elbows on the table, one hand clasping the bottom of his cup.]

To be honest, I don't like to go in them if I can help it.

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