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[x] Let Reimu have as much as she wants. Even if she won't say anything revealing in her drunken stupor, at least it's funny to watch.
-[x] ...and let her spend the night here to nurse her inevitable hangover.
Ah, well. It couldn't hurt to let her do what she wants.
It actually could hurt, a lot, but Remilia ignored the thought. Though she did get Sakuya's ear for a moment and ask her to quickly whip up some pain au chocolat instead of a white dessert wine. If Reimu learned there were red and white wines, she might not make it out of here alive.
Reimu picked up her wine glass just as Sakuya started to refill it. Time blinked for a moment, and the stream of wine vanished before it could stain the tablecloth.
"So why'd'ja got the, uh... the-- Why's the glass like this?" She held it up to her face, staring at the stem. "It's all... long."
"That's to keep your hand from warming the wine," Remilia said.
"Ahh. I see, I see. Hey, maid lady." Reimu grabbed Sakuya's skirt and tugged on it like a bored child. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth.
"Right in here! Pour it!"
Sakuya glanced to Remilia, who nodded to her. She raised the wine bottle and poured it straight down Reimu's gullet. To the quiet awe of Remilia, Reimu's drinking speed could keep up with gravity, and she didn't spill a drop.
"That's the bottle, ma'am," Sakuya said.
Reimu smacked her lips and leaned back with an expression of empty, bodhisattva-like contentment. Sakuya scooted to the kitchen to prepare dessert, and Remilia and Meiling watched, fascinated, as the half-bottle of wine slowly spread through her body. She started to tilt to one side as though she was about to fall asleep, then righted herself. She leaned back and forth as if sitting was too taxing of a balancing act for her. Just as the wine was starting to fully kick in, a faerie brought out a tray of pain au chocolat. Reimu snatched one from the tray and stood up.
"Ayy, wuzzis?" She took a bite out of it as she started wandering towards the door.
"Mmf, good." Flecks of pastry flew from her mouth as she talked.
Remilia and Meiling scooted up from their chairs, following her but keeping a safe distance away in case she decided to literally or figuratively explode.
"I'm gonna see the... gonna see the..." she mumbled to herself, bouncing against the wall as she tried to figure out which of the four doors she was seeing was the real one. Her feet slipped on the thick carpet and she fell flat on her face. Remilia winced seeing her nasty fall.
"Screw'is, I'm'n'a fly."
A gust of magical wind swirled around Reimu's feet, making the plates and silverware clatter on the table. She scooted along the floor without moving, bouncing up and down as her drunken attempts at flight pushed her along the floor.
"What should we do?" Meiling asked, anxiously fiddling with her hands.
"Just follow her." Remilia ran after her.
Reimu flopped her way into the great room, mushy remains of pain au chocolat still held in her hand. She pushed herself up onto her hands and knees. Remilia saw some red rugburn on the side of her face. Reimu staggered up to her feet, looking up at the chandelier. As she sloshed around, she crashed into a faerie, falling on top of her.
"Hey! Watch where you're going." The faerie kicked her arms and legs under Reimu's weight.
"Murf, shu'up, jeez." Now finding something to focus on, Reimu tried to fly towards the chandelier. She moved through the air in jerking zigzag motions, like a moth circling a lantern. She smacked into another faerie on her crazed path towards the very, very expensive chandelier.
"Reimu, please!" Remilia went into the air, chasing after her.
"I'm just gonna look at it!" Reimu kicked her arms and legs in midair, bobbing up and down, smacking at Remilia as she tried to catch her.
Remilia clawed her long nails at Reimu. She wouldn't have minded Reimu smashing a few plates or wine glasses, but when the chandelier was in danger, it got personal.
"Do you have any idea how expensive that is?"
"I'm just 'onna LOOK AT IT!"
"You can look at it fine from here!"
"I NEED TO SEE THE COLORS!" She swayed off-balance, still limply slapping her arms in Remilia's direction. Sudenly, she froze to a stop and let out a moist burp.
"Oh dear. Meiling, get a bucket!"
"Oh jeez, oh jeez, oh jeez." Meiling took off running while Remilia grabbed Reimu around the legs and dragged her back down towards the ground. She turned her body, pointing Reimu's mouth in the direction of the stone floor instead of the carpet.
"I need colors," Reimu mumbled, then let out a little shiver. "Chanaleer colors."
"I'm here." Meiling came running back with a bucket in hand.
Without a word, Reimu snatched it from her, knelt down, and puked. After a few moments of heaving and sploshing, she leaned her head up and wiped her mouth.
"Okay. Whew. I'm gonna... I'm feel--"
She knelt back over the bucket and vomited again. After another round of heaving, she looked up to see Meiling's worried face staring down at her.
"S'okay, Meifeng. You don--" She hiccuped. "You don' gotta worry about me." She staggered to her feet, her head rolling on her neck like a puppet. She stumbled towards Meiling and threw herself against her. Meiling grabbed her on instinct and she limply hung in her arms.
"M'honored you care, though. I think you're purple. I mean, purple is good. I think you're a good purple."
Meiling gestured to Remilia, then to Reimu, panic all over her face.
"Roll with it," Remilia mouthed to her.
"Th-thank you," Meiling said.
"Purrrrr-pllle." Reimu dragged her feet against the floor.
"I think you need to get to bed, Reimu." Meiling pat her gently on the back like a baby.
"Whoa, heh-hey, zatta... izzatta invitation?"
Remilia bit her lip to hold back her laughter.
"I'm taking you to a guest room." Meiling scooped her up, one arm under her knees and one arm under her back.
"Whoa-ho, hey, gotta... gotta take this slowly."
Reimu raised a hand and patted Meiling's face. "Slowly, you... you cute purple. Curple. Cuttle purp."
Reimu kept babbling at Meiling as she carried her to a guest room. Remilia turned to find a faerie to take care of the bucket and saw a wide-eyed Koakuma clutching a stack of books to her chest like a piece of armor.
"Um. I found some books on grape-growing," she said.
"Aheh. Thank you." Remilia took the books from her and thumbed through them. Plenty of illustrations of harvesting, mashing, fermenting and bottling. Yes, these would be handy.
"These will work very nicely, Koakuma. And my apologies that you had to see that. A friendly inspection that got a little too friendly, that's all."
"I'll say." Meiling came stomping down the stairs, arms crossed defensively across her chest. "I leaned over to tuck her in bed and she... smooched me on the nose." She blushed and touched her face. "She passed out as soon as she was under the covers, at least."
"I see. What room is she in?"
"Second guest room on the left," Meiling said.
Remilia looked up at the crowd of faeries that had gathered to watch. "Ahem. I seem to recall one of you threw some dust at Reimu's face."
A dozen fingers pointed at a faerie who was trying to look busy, making wiping motions over a window with an empty hand. She pointed at several different faeries in a panic.
"Congratulations, you'll be looking after Reimu as she recovers from her drinking. You'll need a mop."
"Yes'm." The faerie's face fell as she floated to the ground and walked over to the broom closet.
Sakuya reappeared at Remilia's side with the remains of the tray of pain au chocolat. "Here," she said.
"Oh, yes, good." Remilia took one. "Now then. It's quite nice that we're all here, actually." She rubbed her hands together. Koakuma, sensing more scheming, pursed her lips and glanced away.
"I'll probably be going down for a siesta soon, to wait out the rest of the evening light. Sakuya, put a pot of coffee on in about two hours if Reimu hasn't woken up by then. If she gets conscious enough to be walking and talking and moving around, come to my chambers and wake me up."
"Duly noted." Sakuya nodded.
"Now, with that established, tomorrow will be coming all too soon. We need to figure out two things: What to do with Reimu and what will be keeping us busy tomorrow.
(Experimenting a little here. You guys have been pretty on the ball with coming up with your own ideas, so we're going with something more flexible than normal choices this time.)
Sakuya's to-do list:
[ ] Fortify/tidy up the mansion.
[ ] Get some information on the human village.
[ ] Plan a party to get your name out.
- Margeroux (glasses faerie)
- Charlotte (mob cap faerie)
- Priscilla (headband faerie)
Choose who will lead which projects. You can apply several people to the same job, and it's up to you whether or not to give everyone a task.
Reimu won't sleep forever, and will likely be cranky when she wakes up. You'll probably want to be there personally for her.
[ ] Treat her the same as before, and try not to mention the bender.
[ ] Be a little closer and chatty now that she's used to the place.
[ ] Be professional and scoot her out after she's recovered.