[i]Remy started relaxing once Olivia had returned, feeling.. comfortable with her near. Comfortable enough to even slowly rise up with a soft groan, and slide the sword sideways into the partial sheath. He then slipped the leather band of his sheath off his shoulder, and slowly placed the sheath against the couch, the length of the black, hard leather sheath resting against the cushion thing of the couch, while the point rested on the floor. The Chosen Undead then turned back to Olivia, still haven't spoken a single word, and quickly took a few large, confident steps towards her, his sneakers making gentle thuds on the wooden(?) floor, stopping once Remy was by his victim. He then softly spoke, curiousity being very audible in his voice, [/i] "What.. are these drinks? I'm.. unfamiliar with them all.. I'm.. unfamiliar with everything in this.. house, honestly.. It's all very weird to me." [i]T'was true. Remy was used to castles and great cities when it came to human architecture. Not things like.. apartments. And drinks? He had to do with water and the food he could hunt, buy, or loot - which.. well, it was pretty meager.. Which makes it even more surprising that the Dark Lord was so well built and muscular.. Talking about his muscles, his ceramic white T-shirt hugged them very nicely, showing off his muscular arms, back, and chest. Because, well, finding a well fitting T-shirt was surprisingly hard for a giant like him. [/i]

[i]Only grinning, the Dragonslayer stared into the dark liquid within her glass before taking a sip of it, setting it down and smiling a little more. She looked back at Remy, holding it out for him to see the contents within the wine glass.[/i] "Alcohol. Y'know. Beer, wine, moonshine... Oh...right, you're new here...sorry." [i]And for about the fiftieth time, Olivia blushed out of embarrassment, her face turning about as red as her long, flowing hair. Hey. That does have a nice ring to it.[/i] [i]She snickered quietly afterwards, as she realized she had a shit-ton of things to explain to the Dark Lord that she loved. And, well, would ruin her life later.[/i] "Well...there's this stuff called alcohol that people like, and uh...it's good. Totally."

[i]When Olivia blushed for the millionth time, Remy just slowly and slightly hesitantly raised his right hand, and very gently and lovingly, even, stroked the Dragonslayer's right cheek, a wide smile on Remy's face.. SUDDEN TRANSITION TO REMY'S THOUGHTS. "Olivia's.. actually fun to be with.. She's cute, quirky.. What am I thinking?! Plans! Fulfill my goal, then get out. Simple stuff. I don't have time for romance.. But, wouldn't it be terrible to just.. destroy her? She loves me.. trusts me.." The Dark Lord gently cupped Olivia's right cheek, and carefully pulled her closer as he leaned in. His left arm wrapped around the knight's lower back, his knees bending just a little before their lips met in a soft kiss. "Well, I guess she'll just have to deal with it." Then, he pulled back again and straightened himself, though his hand and arm remained where they were, his smile still wide and bright. [/i] "I'll have whatever you're having."

[i]Olivia's soft pinkish lips had the taste of wine on them, but Remy would've enjoyed the smooch nonetheless. After breaking away, she turned away from Remy and went over to the counter to get a glass, showing off her...uh...Y'know.[/i] [i]AND NOW TO OLIVIA'S THOUGHTS: "...Now that I'm thinking about it...Remy matters a lot! I mean, he's cute, although he...Y'know, killed Dad, but he's still adorable when he's confused. And so very brave, and... Where the hell is that glass? Oh. Finally."[/i] [i]She took one, and poured the wine within it, almost filling the entire thing with the liquid. Olivia held Remy's glass out to him for him to take, a smile on her tan and loving face.[/i] [i]"I hope he didn't taste the alcohol on my lips... Wait. What if we get drunk? Eh, nothing too bad would happen."[/i] "...Cheers, Remy..."

[i]Remy slowly licked his lips after the kiss, pondering about about the taste of the wine. It.. was interesting, and he definitely liked it - like, actually liked it; no faking stuff here. He grinned, not looking at Olivia's.. view because, well, he was still taller and not one to stare at a woman's ass even though he's totally smashing her heart with a hammer. Once the Dragonslayer was done with the glass, Remy careful took it with a grateful nod and a wide smile. He slowly and carefully raised the wine glass to his lips, taking a small sip. The Chosen Undead let the alcohol lay on his tongue for a while, getting accustomed to the taste before be swallowed, nodding in appreciation afterwards.[/i] "Interesting taste.. I must say, dear, that I'm a fan of it.. What's it called? Where did you get it? Many questions." [i]Remy took another sip from his wine, immediately gulped it down, still smiling wide.. He was going to get drunk real quick, with his extremely low alcohol tolerance - it was his first time, after all. [/i]

"Wine, love. It's wine. Got it from some guy in Dojoville..." [i]Olivia took another drink from her glass, now leaning against the counter and pressing her waist against its actually somewhat comfortable surface. She would get drunk fairly quickly off of this too, considering her young age and inexperience in drinking...Remy could probably take advantage of her in this state.[/i] "...It's pretty damn good stuff, to say the least. Of course, I only drink this in times of celebration...I guess you can call this one of those times."

[i]Not just yet.. Remy was going to wait until Olivia was intoxicated - he was guessing that's what was going to happen, anyway, considering how he already felt with just a few sips. The manipulative cuck then spoke with a smirk, his tone and voice being as dramatic as they could be, [/i] "Is it because you found true love, my fair maiden?" [i]A joyous chuckle leaving him after, the smirk remaining on his face. This.. Olivia truly was a fun person to be around.. though, that wouldn't matter soon, not would it? [/i] "You know.. since this day has been filled with so many.. first times already, we could add another, right? Not yet, though.."

[i]The knightess laughed a little, drinking more and more and slowly becoming more and more intoxicated by the wine. After a bit, her glass was completely empty, only a sliver of wine left within it. Olivia was holding herself up by the counter, both hands resting on it as she chuckled drunkly, her eyes closed and sealed away.[/i] "Y-Y'know, I-I LOVE you, R-Remy...Y-You're nice, cute...And s-so brave..." [i]She laughed loudly as she turned back, suddenly hugging Remy tightly as she embraced him, placing her head on his chest once again. She was clearly drunk on the wine, and would probably feel like shit tomorrow. Then again, considering the events that'll happen in the future...[/i]

[i]Remy had only drank a few sips, so his wine glass was still mostly full. He grinned, his left arm wrapping around Olivia rather tightly and lovingly, while his left set the wine glass down on the counter, before joining his brother around the Dragonslayer. [/i] "I love you more, fair maiden.. I love you more than anything I've ever loved before.. You're perfect for me, and I couldn't be happier when I have you in my arms.. Though, I have one question for you, my dearest.." [i]Remy took a very deep breath, for this is what the entire day had lead up to, and I'm honestly expecting rejection, lol. He pressed a soft kiss on the knightess' forehead, before shyly whispering, [/i] "Would you.. want to become one?"

[i]Olivia's drunken eyes widened as she looked up at Remy, a grin slowly forming on her tan, young face full of nothing but joy. It looked as if she was about to literally cry out of joy, insert more cringey shit here, blah blah blah... WE KNOW WHAT YOU WANT WEHB, JESUS.[/i] "...O-Of course, Remy..." [i]She planted a drunken, alcohol tasting kiss on Remy's lips, wrapping her hand around his head to pull him closer to her as she did so. Olivia was so drunk and so loving that she honestly didn't care about what would happen when...Y'know. She'd care once Remy left, but still.[/i]

[spoiler]So, you want to timeskip? PM? [/spoiler]

[spoiler]Oh, -blam!-ing hell. Your choice.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]I asked you for a reason, lmao. [/spoiler]