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[viperwatch]

This has no words of how lucky I was for the fade on her frost

[amoralgeneticist]

🍻 Our muses get drunk off of booze-filled eggnog! (@viperwatch)

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Mora typically spent her time intentionally evading these types of events at any cost. The clatter of her fellow agents in their musings of gift exchange, repetitive jingles of holiday cheer mingling in the air with artificial cinnamon scented candles. It was all entirely not the geneticist’s scene. However, this year, the reserved doctor had found herself in attendance forcibly and bore the burden of waiting out her expected period of participation near the wall where she’d found peace in sharing a notinly festive moment with a face she didn’t remember, but didn’t quite care in the moment enough to invest in.

The bemused scientist tipped her flask over the brim of Ashe’s glass, topping her with an additional kick of her own aged whiskey before repeating the task with her own drink in-hand. She tipped her glass to cheers and met her mismatched eyes with those ruby counterparts in quiet solidarity, humming in satisfaction as the smooth liquor passed down her throat.

“Could be worse, I suppose.” The already drunk Irishwoman mused, glancing over her shoulder to the other huddles of partygoers then back to Ashe. “They could’ve asked me to dress for the occasion.” She leered over the gunslinger’s shoulder to one agent in particular flaunting a gaudy hand-made sweater coated in what appeared to be cotton balls.

[viperwatch]

A bit too close for my taste spider...