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[magus_majere]

"Massster..." this came from a disembodied head floating in front of Raistlin's desk. The archmagus didn't look up immediately, busy scratching writing onto a piece of flattened parchment, the quill in his thin golden fingers practically vibrating with the speed of his notes.

Genessia was a land of fascinating marvels. He'd be sure not to forget a single one.

"Masssster pleasssse," the head tried a second time.

Finally, Raistlin glanced up, impatient at the interruption. "What?"

"Therrrre is an intruderrr in the Grrove."

That. That was interesting, and Raistlin's hand finally stilled. "In the Grove, you say?"

"Yesssss. The defenderrrssss have not been able to kill it..."

Extremely interesting. Something from Genessia, no doubt, nothing else would make sense. The blackrobe dabbed the last of the ink off the feather quill onto a pad and set the instrument aside, and then took the time to carefully close up the inkwell. This could take a while.

And so it was that whatever this stranger was doing, he suddenly wasn't the only living creature in the dark, ancient grove. Raistlin lurked in the deepest shadows, silently watching.

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[sharpeinolds]

"Yeah, it's iced coffee." Again, super casual, the rattling of his own drink betraying all the ice his own had too.

"I got it more subtle sweet, I figured medieval magic land doesn't have a whole lot of caramel and chocolate syrup pumps just laying around."

[magus_majere]

"You would be correct, there, considering I don't even know what those are."

Any of it, really. He hadn't spent much time at all in Genessia proper before opening the way to his tower and doing most of his studying of the world from afar.

[sharpeinolds]

"I'll get a sample later." Why not? Why not introduce his new best friend to some edible shit that's got a shelf life of fifty plus years? Looked like the man needed it.

"Coffee's probably the worlds most popular drink though. Drink enough of that, and you'll probably find out why."

[magus_majere]

"The caffeine?"

A drink that made one less tired? He could definitely see the appeal. Another cautious sip -- either the flavor was okay, or not bad enough to ward him off.

[sharpeinolds]

"Yeah that. Shit, there's some people that can't even start the day right without a cup. All the sugar that gets tossed into it usually helps too."

But, again, Wade had done his best to make sure the drink was more subtle. A modern person would have called that iced coffee 'bitter', but he was pretty sure it'd be just sweet enough for Raistlin.

[magus_majere]

It was plenty sweet enough to someone unused to readily available sugar! But Raistlin seemed to find it at least tolerable, taking a third sip without complaint.

So there was that. It couldn't all be from curiosity as to the effects of caffeine. Could it? It could, but it wasn't.

"I take it that this is on your world, as well." Wade did seem to be from a similar setting as the main city of Genessia. Raistlin had sussed that out based off the types of gun ammunition that could be sourced from different archways.

[sharpeinolds]

Hey, they guy was drinking it, that was good enough. Wade was pretty sure at this point that Raistlin wasn't exactly the type to bullshit him for the sake of salvaging his feelings.

"Oh yeah, home's pretty much like here." Stupid people and all.

"I mean we don't technically have a Starbucks here, but they still know what a unicorn frap and a venti mocha caramel with half pump chocolate half pump caramel is so it's pretty much the fuckin' same."

[magus_majere]

As usual, half of what came out of Wade's mouth was incomprehensible to the mage. But also as usual, he was pretty good at ignoring those parts.

The mage eventually actually sat back from his books, the coffee in hand, odd eyes fixed on Wade as per usual. The one change in the room, and one that didn't rot.

[sharpeinolds]

"... That was all Greek to you." Yeah he knows. He just stares back, pretty well used to this by now.

"Well if you want more, write that down because that's what I asked for. God willing, someday, I'll get you to go outside and we might just make it to a coffee shop."

[magus_majere]

Staring contest, go!

"Why are you interested in having me leave the tower?"

[sharpeinolds]

"Beeeeeeeeecaaaaaauuuuuussseeeee I wanna hang out with you more, and I like to leave the tower."

[magus_majere]

"How unfortunate, then, that I have little use for any of the worlds outside of this place."

Cuz fuck 'em, that's why!

[sharpeinolds]

"Look you could at least come get coffee with me, we don't have to talk to anyone. No one talks to anyone in the coffee shop, they're all there because they need coffee."

[magus_majere]

"Is that something that friends do?"

Or are you asking him on a date.

[sharpeinolds]

"Yes, that is something that friends do, it's something that best friends do too, true story. I've had friends before."

[magus_majere]

"That would make one of us."

You're his firsty first, Wade.

"Very well."

[sharpeinolds]

".... You're gonna go to the coffee shop with me? ... What wait really?"

[magus_majere]

"Is this a trick question of some sort?"

He'd said yes, hadn't he?

[sharpeinolds]

"Iiiii actually expected more of an argument.

...

Fuckin' sweet, it's a date."

[magus_majere]

"It is hardly that," Raistlin sniffed, disdainful. "I will consider it repayment for what was done here yesterday."

[sharpeinolds]

".... So it's a date."

Raistlin you know this game, Raistlin.

[magus_majere]

"It is not."

He knows this game but that won't stop him from getting suckered into it regardless.

[sharpeinolds]

"It's a coffee date!" You bring this on yourself, sir.

[magus_majere]

"We are not courting." Look, look, Raistlin's ideas on what 'date' might mean are very much colored by the world he's from, and the sheltered virgin he is even then.

[sharpeinolds]

"I didn't say anything about dating dating, it's coffee. On a day. That is a date in time somewhere in the future where we will be meeting.

Date."