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[thedevamper]

"I've been alive for over a century, you're not the first person who has said that to me and then thrown up all over my shoes. I like these shoes," Nikola replied, placing a cork in the wine and carrying the bottle. Why let it go to waste when Nikola could drink it later? Quality never really came into it when you drank by the cellar-full and not bottle-full. Though Nikola had always preferred drinking Helen's finer wines before starting on the cheap swill. "And why wouldn't you be entitled to a second chance? If this place will give it to Jack the Ripper, ha even me well then I'm sure they'll give it to you."

Nikola beckoned Guy, sliding his jacket back on and glancing at the party. He still preferred the earlier suits, back before the cravat had gone out of stile but there was still something to be said about the fine tailoring of the forties. "You're not that bad, terrible choice in friends except me of course but still not that bad."

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[patriotqueen]

Right, so walking out of the party was not the best idea he'd ever had, but as it wasn't England, and it wasn't cold, he managed to keep walking straight and not throw up.

"Not that sort of a second chance," he assured. "Just... something different. Something that isn't the future." He didn't care if he didn't make sense to the other. It was perfectly clear in his mind.