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"it really depends on the alcohol itself and the proof. liquor is going to be more flammable due to having a higher alcohol content and wine," christopher explained with a nod to the glass the other had just downed, "needs to be fairly warm for it to produce enough vapors to be flammable..." it took longer than it should have for him to stop and furrow his brows in response to the question the other had just asked. why did want to know if alcohol was highly flammable?

"you should be fine?" the man turned to face the shorter stranger more fully, his mask hiding the details of his face while still managing to highlight the confusion in his eyes. "right? you should be fine? should i be worried that you're asking about that?" he questioned with a weak, halfhearted laugh. he was only a human, after all; at a party, in a town, populated mostly by supernatural creatures that had all sorts of powers and abilities. oh, and he knew absolutely nobody here so maybe he should be worried about things being flammable.

there was no telling what could happen in a place like this.

event starter : masquerade [ greyson / open ]

Usually balls weren't really his thing, but sometimes Grey could be persuaded to attend the parties around town. He wasn't always too caught up in his work, the young dragon could cut loose. And that was exactly what he was trying to do. With the entire vibe of the ball being hedonism, debauchery and a good time, it surely wouldn't be that hard to get into the spirit of things.

After snatching a glass of the first thing that passed him on a tray, Greyson practically downed the entire glass of wine, peering at it through his dragon mask. Perhaps the choice of mask was a little on the nose, but Grey wasn't overly adventurous with such things. "You know, now that I think about it, alcohol is highly flammable right?" The dragon mused as he frowned at the empty glass. Maybe he shouldn't mix wine and fire.

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"right, you don't breathe fire." christopher repeated with a slow nod of his head. instead of taking that to mean the other doesn't breathe fire in his current state, the human assumed it meant he did expel fire... just not through his breath. with his brows still furrowed, he started imaging all the other ways the other could shoot out fire and for a minute longer than it should have lasted he imagined how dangerous it would be to sleep with someone like that; because, logically, in his mind if it wasn't his breath it was his *cum*, or something insane like that, so his mind was flooded with images and ideas of going down on the stranger and having to make grab a fire extinguisher to put out his clothes and the bed after the other finishes. "i need to get out more," christopher grumbled as he rubbed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh.

"sorry, i just-- i can't keep up." he added on, explaining himself, with a soft laugh. "the more i learn about what's out there, the more questions i have. nothing really makes sense anymore." looking up at the other, the confusion and caution starts to fade from his features around the mask he was wearing to be replaced with a more relaxed, easy smile. "i feel like i'm annoying you. since you don't breathe fire and haven't had any problems in... two centuries, you said? can i grab you another drink?"

Grey listened, the dragon following along to the explanation...mostly. He understood chemical properties but more so when it came to baking. After all, that was his passion, his whole career considering the dragon owned the bakery in town. "Okay, makes sense." He agreed with an easily satisfied smile as he set the now empty glass aside on any spare surface he could see.

It took the dragon a moment to notice the other's sudden concerns before he offered up another smile behind his dragon mask. "Well considering I've been drinking alcohol of all kinds for two centuries and nothing's caught fire yet...in theory, sure!" He reassured casually, clearly unbothered by the thought. "I was more...talking out loud. I mean I don't actively breath fire." Not while human anyway. "And I'm sure I'm not the only fiery species here either."

like avatar. taking a moment to think about it, comparing them to the benders from that show did seem to help him wrap his mind around... whatever the other's power was; whatever he was. "that... does help actually. a lot. i wish it was all that easy to compare too," he answered with a loose, almost bitter laugh and shake of his head. "unfortunately twilight didn't really cover the my boyfriend, ex now, cheated on me and was turned into a vampire and tried to rip my throat out and murder me on my birthday so now i know about vampires experience."

"definitely set me up for failure. vampires don't even look bedazzled in the sunlight."

letting out another sigh, christopher relaxed even more in the other's company. did he know what he was? no. did he care? not particularly. yeah, he wanted to learn everything he could because it was fascinating but he didn't want to be rude by outright asking what are you; plus, even though they were having a bit of a rocky start he was enjoying the other's company. he was handsome, seemed to have a good sense of humor, and was patient. what's not to like?

"okay, we're definitely going to get back to sirens and merepeople but before you wind up blowing my mind... let me get you another drink. me too." christopher laughed with a soft, warm smile working it's way back into his features as he leaned over the counter. "do you want another wine, or you mind if we go for something a bit stronger? i prefer whiskey... makes things easier to swallow." he teased.

"No." Grey repeated for clarification, frowning a little when the other seemed confused or concerned by the notion. He thought humans would prefer something not to breathe fire...didn't they? "Think of it more like fire manipulation, like....Avatar! Have you seen the fire benders in that show? That's kind of how it works." He explained, trying to paint a clearer visual although maybe it was just lost on humans in general.

The dragon shrugged, smile easy around his mask, not overly concerned with the other's worries. "I get it's a lot to take in, but you get used to it eventually. Took me ages to understand the difference between sirens and mercreatures. You know...I still don't really get it." He chuckled. "Sure, and you can get me water if you're really worried - I won't be offended."