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[Otacon did frequent the bars of the Nexus just to drink casually. He had taken a liking to some of the odd beers the Nexus was supplied with. This particular bar, however, wanted its visitors to drink a little more heavy. Emmerich looked up and noticed - ]

Shots Drank : 0/3

[ - above his head. The doctor looked at all the gin, vodka, rum, sake, and all other types of hard liquers that were available. He figured this effect room was the same as the other ones he had been in. He had to fill his counter to leave because the room would be inescapable otherwise. The man grabbed a spiced rum bottle and began to pour himself his first shot in a glass.]

Here goes nothing.

((OOC: There's only one little twist - People with nanomachines, cyborgs, machines, and others can get drunk in this room even if normally they couldn't. Drink 3 or more to leave.))

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[Vamp may have walked into a room and temporarily forgot everything about the Nexus, but that isn't stopping him from exploring.]

[And then he sees the Shots Drank: 0/3 sign above his head. Huh? To him, it's been years since he's bothered with alcohol seeing as it was pointless with his nanos. Oh well, might as well find something to drink.]

Honey~!

[Naomi hugs Vamp from the back.]

Wait... You're not honey... You're... Vamp.

Hm?

[Vamp glances over his shoulder, smiling slightly at the sight of the familiar woman. He's glad enough to see her that he doesn't question the slip up.]

Queen~ [He turns around, wrapping his arms around her in return.]

[She lets out a small giggle.]

You're so tall.

[Naomi digs her face into his chest then rests her head in his chest hair.]

[He smirks, running a hand slowly up and down her back.]

And you appear to be somewhat drunk.

[A wonder, considering her nanos...]

Where have you been?

I'm not drunk. I can't get drunk.

[Naomi cuddles her head into his chest hair - it was just so comfy. <3]

I was in my lab. I'm always in my lab.

You certainly seem like it.

[His hand moves up to the back of her head instead, amused by the way she's cuddling against him.]

Always? How long have you been here?

I've been here.... about... a few months.

[Naomi closes her eyes, leaning into him more.]

[A few months? So that must be why she's being so clingy... clearly she must miss him quite a bit!]

That must be terrible for you...

[He picks her up suddenly, holding her like a bride as he plants a soothing kiss on her lips.]

[Naomi jumps a bit from the sudden movement but the kiss calms her nerves.]

Hm.~

[She kisses him back, running one of her hands through his slick black hair.]

[Rosemary spotted Vamp from across the room. He was older, of course, than the Vamp from her time, but it wasn't easy to mistake him for someone else.]

[Of course, she also realized that Vamp was a very dangerous individual, but Jack's admission of being in love with a Vamp was far too intriguing not to at least investigate now that she had the chance. And if what Octopus said was true, about the denizens of the Nexus "adoring" her alternates, well it shouldn't be too hard to get some answers one way or another.]

[Still, she had to be cautious. Sidling up to the bar next to Vamp she smiled at him, trying to look as best she could like she had no idea who he was.]

I guess this is what they were talking about when they said watch out for the rooms here.

[At first, Vamp is surprised to see a stranger approach him. Normally he's given a wide berth by all but the most "interesting" individuals, but this young woman seems rather normal.]

[Still, he knows better than to blindly trust anyone willingly to speak with him so casually. Putting on a dark smirk, he lets his eyes roam over the woman.]

Can't hold your liqueur~?

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[It didn't seem like he recognized her, not yet at least. She allowed a sheepish smile across her face.]

I'm a little bit of a lightweight, honestly. And I just don't like the idea of not being able to freely come and go without fulfilling a room's stipulations.

Fair enough, I suppose. This is the first one I've been into myself, so I couldn't say if others are worse.

[He pours himself a shot of vodka, not expecting it to have any effect on him anyway.]

And who might you be?

Same for me, but I've heard about other ones around here. This one is a walk in the park by comparison.

[She scanned the bar. The problem was, it was the truth that she was a lightweight. She didn't want to go losing her senses and saying anything stupid.]

My name's Rose, and you are?

Perhaps you can enlighten me about those rooms.

[He downs the shot before quickly pouring himself another, might as well get the requirements out of the way quickly.]

I am Vamp~ [The name doesn't mean anything to him at this point, but he does think she's pleasant enough to look at.]

I only have hearsay to go off of, but I've heard of many different kinds of rooms, where counters would appear above your head, but instead of drinking you would be expected to do something like... completely undress before you could leave. And ones much more intimate than that.

There's even a room that changes your gender, I hear.

[She finally pours herself a drink, deciding she can sip at it for quite awhile.]

Vamp? [She quirks an eyebrow.] That's an interesting name.

Is that right?

[Well, well, those certainly do sound strange. He'd probably prefer to avoid the one that changes gender, anyway.]

Indeed. You've never heard of me?

[By now, he's quite well known... and he can't exactly blend in with a crowd.]

They sound pretty unbelievable, if you ask me, but so is the rest of this place.

[She shook her head.]

I'm certain I would have remembered meeting someone like you.

I don't mean meet... you see, I'm rather infamous~

[He likes attention damn it. And even if he's suspicious of this woman, she's certainly giving him that much.]

Not many people approach me for casual conversation.

Oh is that so~?

[She gives a little bit of a shrug.]

I found myself trapped in this room. You just looked like one of the more... interesting individuals to converse with.

Hmm~

[He thinks he likes this woman. That could be because he enjoys compliments, no matter how ambiguous.]

Then would you care to drink together?

I don't see why not~

[She leaned against the counter, giving him a smile that usually managed to get her whatever she wanted from most ~~straight~~ men.]

So tell me more about yourself~ It's not every day I meet someone like you.

[He pours himself another shot of vodka, then fills Rose's glass as well. Don't want vodka? Too bad.]

I've been a soldier for some odd years now. I specialize in blades.

[And yet, he only has his combat knife on him at the moment. He still hadn't found proper clothes, forcing him to wander around in a pair of sweat pants until he can find something better.]

Yourself?

And do you often wander around wearing nothing but sweat pants?

[She teased, working on drinking that vodka. Slowly. It wasn't her favorite, but she's had worse.]

I'm afraid I'm not nearly as interesting. I work a simple desk job. A data analyst.

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