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As the male elf returned with whiskey, Veinth watched as Miloriana dashed beneath her booth. Just as he felt his temper returning to its natural state, Waru clambered back onto his head and began speaking.
"Veinth!! You should drink the whiskey!! You need to relax!!!" The imp laughed, kicking his feet a bit. It was all intentional, his pissing Veinth off.
"Waru." Veinth pulled the imp off his head and into his hand, "Are those floats on tight?"
"Hot!! Summer is hot, Veinth!! We eat ice cream next!!"
"Waru." Repeating himself, Veinth ignored the command.
Waru realized he wouldn't be getting anywhere if he didn't answer and simply responded "Ya! Ice crea--"
"Good." With that, the incubus grabbed Waru's head, "I'll help you cool down, then."
He ran forward a bit, summoning an ice spear as he did. When he stopped running, he let go of Waru, throwing the imp as far and as high as he could-- which admittedly wasn't that far. Following up, he sent the ice spear below Waru, who grabbed onto it. Off it went to the ocean, slamming the imp into the water. The inflatable armbands pulled Waru to the surface of the water, ensuring his safety. Paddling around, he didn't seem to mind the toss and revelled in the cool of the ocean.
Remembering that there were two others near him, Veinth glanced over. "He'll be fine. I'm going to meet him by the beach."
Awkward. He had no idea what to say, and simply left. Getting drunk, or even tipsy, probably wasn't going to work well. He had to chaperone the entire day, after all.