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Due to unprecedented high demand we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding.
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EVENS
EVENS: NEW CHARACTERS
Music plays. Instrumental, the tune gentle enough not to disturb peaceful rest. The sudden insistent beep of the Watch is a cutting cacophony across an otherwise sweet lullaby. Upon opening their eyes, new arrivals will quickly discover that something is wrong. The quilt snug across their body is weighty. Crystals glint in a weave of embroidery and cotton shimmers with threads of silver. Dozens of decorative pillows surround the bed. The gauzy curtains of the canopied bed are drawn, obscuring the rest of the room.
Extravagant for a kidnapping. Too extravagent. What’s more, these new guests will find something even stranger than this new diamond-studded suite tucked into bed beside them. Someone else. Who are they, what are they wearing? What happened last night?!
Guests are encouraged to explore the resort from here! There are paper maps available for those who would like and staff are happy to recommend locations if they have any preferences. Enjoy your honeymoon, you lovebirds!
ODDS
ODDS: SPECIAL RE-ARRIVAL
Never trust a hallway in the Golden peacock.
Cross the wrong threshold and time begins to slow. A short hallway becomes long, sheds its doors, only leading to turns without end. Guests too eager to explore the resort have gotten lost before. For how long always varies, dependent upon capriciousness of the resort. Hours? Yes. Years? Yes. Every guest caught in the winding hallways has reported the same thing: time is different there and too difficult to discern.
Some wayward guests have been caught in the endless hallways since the FIRST TDM. Weeks pass before a single doorway appears in the distance. It creaks upon opening before everything goes topsy-turvy. These guests have been let out of a trap door in the depths of Crane's Respite.
All water corridors will eventually lead back to the populated areas of Crane's Respite. The waters are warm, the scent of bath salts returns, and staff are wild with joy at finally finding all of you. They have been beside themselves searching ever since you vanished!
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PROMPT NOTES
▶ Because we love all of the new characters premiering on this TDM, we kindly request that our Evens prompt be top level exclusive for new characters. Current characters are encouraged to tag in to these prompts with the caveat that they’ve been picked up from their assigned suite (or wherever else they were before) and dumped into the new arrival’s bed. We would like for new characters to have this prompt unique to their top level comments!
▶ Players are welcome to have their current character riff off of these prompts in the log community with the exclusion of the new arrival element. This request is just for TDM top levels.
▶ Current characters and new characters are both welcome to freely mess around with the Odds prompt with the exclusion of the arrival element. For new characters, players may participate with the idea that their character is exploring Crane’s Respite after their unique arrival in the Evens prompt. The Odds arrival element may also be utilized by current player characters who may have been on an unofficial hiatus in January and did not tag as much as they would have liked, to explain any long IC absence.
▶ Octopi may be killed. If a character decides to eat one of the octopi they may find themselves taking on some of its traits. Which traits are up to player discretion.
ELEVATORS
ELEVATORS
The house has recently ordered a full changeout of art in all high traffic areas. The elevators in particular have received special attention with many different famous artworks and portraits studded to the walls for guests to admire. These artworks are treasures of the modern world that one would typically see behind glass at a museum. Guests may even find works from their own world hanging in the elevators. Even famous works that maybe have been lost to time. So this is where they ended up. Is that Vermeer's The Concert?
Guests may find their elevator suddenly stopping without warning. The portraits on the wall stir, curiously studying them, but there are three main portraits calling the shots. The portrait that controls that particular elevator will make their demands known with the threat that, if they are not obeyed, you will be trapped forever.
Elevators will function after the portrait's demands are met. Guests that hold out and refuse may find themselves trapped upwards of twelve hours. Guests with the ability to do so may crawl out of the top emergency door, free to go wherever they want from there.
GREAT TIT!
GREAT TIT!
Great Tit! is the Golden Peacock’s popular dessert bar and cafe. With its bright pops of color and whimsical treats, guests simply can’t resist stopping in for a butt shaped cookie and hazelnut coffee. After catching wind that the resort has decided to celebrate a dessert shop's most lucrative holiday, Great Tit! is ready to impress the masses. Advertisements for limited edition drinks and desserts rain the main lobby; one can’t go three steps without slipping on a neon pink coupon for 10 percent off nipple buns. Guests that decide to pass by the cafe will find themselves assaulted with confetti cannons and eager employees ushering them inside.
Guests will find a temporary communal shower room upon exiting Great Tit! where they can wash off after a fun day of rolling around in sugar. All guests will be gifted a tee branded with a, CHOCOLATE IS MY LOVER logo.
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PROMPT NOTES
▶ This portraits prompt has been triggered by several characters expressing interest in and investigating the lore of the resort paintings. This is just dipping a beginning toe in, but congrats to all for poking around!
▶ Portraits in the elevator should not be destroyed, purely for continuity’s sake. If a character would go far enough to attack one of the portraits, the portrait will slap them back with ghostly power.
▶ Characters may also figure other ways out of the elevator if they have specific abilities to do so. While the portraits can control the elevators, they cannot control your character(s). Any destruction to the elevator itself is liable to result in a rush of security dragging the culprit(s) away to the Iron Net.
▶ Great Tit! is running a massive sale! Even characters who are on the broke end of the spectrum will be able to afford to join in on the fun and indulge in sugar at these prices.
▶ Players are encouraged to make up any other elements for the Hall of Chocolate. If it’s a dessert and edible, it’s there. Enjoy your sugar coma!
▶ While the chocolate boxes are ICly limited due to Alessandro’s skills as a chocolatier, this is only an IC mechanic. There is no OOC limitation on this prompt as far as chocolate rarity goes.
THE NEST
ALICE AND THE PARROTS
Fashion boutiques are a dime a dozen in the Nest. The shopping hub is massive, lined with stores all trying to aggressively appeal to guests. A challenge in itself — but the guests of the Golden Peacock are no ordinary people. Used to being pampered and fed excitement, if these boutiques don’t bust their bottoms to appeal to the fickle nature of their patrons, they won’t be in business for much longer! One particular boutique, Alice and the Parrots, is riding winds of romantic thrill and churning out a couple of brand new fashion lines sure to draw in loads of chips.
Guests are welcome to try on clothes in Alice and the Parrots' dressing rooms. These dressing rooms are small and can only accommodate two people sharing at a time. Such is the life of a small boutique store. Sharing is no big deal, right? And there’s no way you can buy clothing this expensive without giving it a test first.
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PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players are encouraged to make up whatever cute outfits they would like for this prompt.
▶ Wedding clothes do not have to be cute and frilly; this section accommodates tastes of everyone.
▶ Alice and the Parrots is more expensive than Love Dove. Their clothing quality is excellent but their price tags are high. Staff may watch low ranks extra diligently to cut off any stealing. Thieves will be chased by NPC security! Anyone caught gets a day in the Iron Net.
CASINO CHAPEL
CASINO FLOOR
A Pop up Chapel has appeared in the Phoenix Casino. Guests are delighting in playing out weddings and pretending to get married — and a few guests are even tying the knot for real. They aren't worried about the sanctity of marriage; they can divorce tomorrow if they get bored of each other. And everyone knows that getting married doesn't mean you can't fuck whoever you want!
Since the resort isn't keeping track of how many marriages a guest has, all guests are encouraged to marry as many people as they would like. The more the merrier!
Wild wedding events will continue all throughout the month of February, until the guests find it's gotten stale. A divorce rush will round out the fun at the end of the month.
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PROMPT NOTES
▶ Weddings are not legally binding. Birdvis is not registered as a real officiant, but he does have an excellent beak and pompadour.
▶ Prizes from easy mode slot machines are automatic and do not require mod thumbs up to claim.
▶ Chip prize from difficult mode slot machines is automatic. The special prize is 5 reward points to add to your bank on rewards. Players who wish to claim the special prize should link the finished thread (the kink in question has been completed) under their rewards header with the header, Wedding Slot Machine. If you do any combination of 6/6 (finger hand lol) we ask you somehow make this sexy or involve a climax in order to claim the points.
BLANKET CW: Aphrodisiac; Compulsion; Costumes; Dubcon; Entrapment; Foodplay; Gambling; Lingerie; Matrimony; Tentacles; NSFW Images and Language; NTR; Nudity; Roleplay; Sacrilegious Themes
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's February event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Please make sure to review the arrival prompt notes! Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are priority and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread anyway!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with us! You're our sweetheart this year. 💕
[ Momentarily, Kizuna is caught in that peculiar space: between the feeling of being left alone and the feeling of being seen. It's not often that someone he doesn't know catches him with a dent in his usual cavalier exterior. For a moment he lays there contemplating what he should do or say... and eventually winds up puffing a huge sigh, rolling over onto his side and propping himself up on an elbow, the plush comforter sinking beneath his weight. ]
No, no dying. Not yet. [ He smiles, a little drawn. Then conversationally: ] Were you concerned?
Not yet? That's good. Still got at least one more day in you. I believe in you.
[He falls back to his typical sarcastic streak as easily as anything - not to say he was really worried, he doesn't even know this guy - but continuing on with concern when this guy seems in such a state doesn't seem like something he wants to do.]
[He huffs.]
Maybe. I mean, if you were actually dying, I'd not be able to do a thing. I'm no doctor. I'd kinda just be standing here awkwardly, and nobody wants that.
That sort of thing would ruin the happily-ever-after atmosphere around here, it's true. But if you believe in me, I'll just have to last another day. [ A wink, that pleasantness welling back up inside of him. ] Or two.
[ With that, he sweeps a handful of the loose rose petals away. ]
You can come in. I'm not really using this place how it's meant to be used, as you can see.
Ooh, two. Two sounds good. We could get it up to three if we cross our fingers.
[The invitation finally makes him break away from the door, moving over to flop down on the space next to him on the bed, though that also makes the petals puff up from the movement. He scoops a few up, tossing them at the other man a little playfully.]
And how could you? All these flower petals are going to go places you don't want them to go. Why do people think something like this is romantic, anyways?
[ Three, huh... maybe so. Maybe he can last a little longer in these conditions so punishing on his nature. ]
Aesthetics? [ Kizuna takes a guess, amiable in its rhetoric. Some of the falling rose petals brush his hair, the lapels of his nice suit. Idly, he reaches out to press his fingertip to the velvety texture of one of them. ] Or the effort it takes to behead a few roses for your lover. That kind of thing.
Beheading roses. Of course. Because the vanquishing of such vicious foes is bound to impress me.
[He lets out a little laugh at that - sarcastic, but he can kind of understand the aesthetic aspect of it. The flower of love. The ideas of romance. It all works together.]
[He reaches out to pluck out a petal stuck in the other's hair.]
I do like a good romance movie. But I guess I never experienced that kind of thing for myself. What about you? Does this kind of thing get your heart pumping?
Hmm, never? That's a shame. [ Though playful, that observation seems genuine enough. ] If you don't know your love language, you might find it here.
[ Kizuna has experienced many types of love thanks to his line of work, his empathy. He's stepped into many lives. Even now, he can't escape the lovers' thrum of this place. If he were to think about what he prefers... ]
As for me, I see the appeal. But while we're being honest, I think I prefer something more ordinary.
Reasons to play the game. Or motivation to, I guess.
[ He's heard of it, Game 52, this establishment's claim to fame. But it seems like he's going to have to exist in this in-between for now. A wildcard. ]
And yes, like that. Things like — [ Thoughtfully, he reaches out and sweeps some of the other man's bangs back. ] ...hearing your partner getting ready in the morning because they woke up before you. Sharing headphones. Buying their favorite foods, or meeting you after work.
[He scrunches his nose a little at the touch to his bangs, but he's smiling - much like a cat would react with a sudden pet he doesn't dislike.]
That so. [No, he's definitely never had anything like that.] That already sounds like what friends do, in a way, save the bed stuff. I guess its true that the best friendships make the best lovers, perhaps.
They can. [ When he's not rebuffed, he continues on to tuck some of his bangs back. ] It might not be the whirlwind romance some people enjoy, but I'm okay with that.
This place does seem to prefer one of those over the other though.
[He feels he shouldn't be the only one receiving attention here, as much as he is enjoying it - his own hand comes up to rest on his shoulder, thumb gently twisting in circles.]
In a place that encourages sex between anyone and everyone...yeah. A nice loving one-on-one growing relationship might be hard to come by.
Just a little. [ Kizuna welcomes the touch in kind, though it gives away that he's tenser than his attitude suggests. ] But if you take that it's all a game at face value, it'll have to end eventually.
[He really doesn't. Maybe its the close proximity, but perhaps, underneath the casualness of it all, Kizuna is offered a peek of vulnerability, nervousness under the surface.]
Nathaniel. Or Nate. [Not a lie, but not exactly the truth, either.] You feeling okay there, Kizuna?
[ He has to remind himself to not link too far too fast, not with the way that the resort's opulence and debauchery have tried to worm their way into his blood. But it's difficult not to when he feels his sympathy mirrored, making him hold the fact that he doesn't do well in places like this close to his chest. ]
It's right for the situation, isn't it? Being in a gilded cage. [ Sincere curiosity has him reaching up to lay his hand over the other man's where it sits on his shoulder. ] Do you think there are things to like about it?
Well, yeah. I mean, on the surface, I can do what I like. Nobody's trying to stop me from, like, eating myself silly, or dressing in whatever I find, or having sex until I pass out.
[But....but....there is that "but", isn't there?]
[He sighs with the touch - it's dwelling on the negative like this that makes him want to dash those kinds of thoughts back into his hedonistic urges, as if that alone could make him never feel unhappy again.]
[He leans in - but he just lets his forehead touch the other's for now, his voice a whisper.]
[ That observation makes another smile crack across his expression, more demure this time. ]
No, I'm sure this place would encourage you to do all of those things. [ It's a tenderness that catches him off his guard despite being the one to initiate contact in the first place, the pleasant warmth displacing some of the clash he feels besiege the other man's emotions. ] So it really depends on what your definition of "free" is...
[ Shrugging his shoulder, Kizuna prompts him to put an arm around him more fully. ]
You could do those things in your everyday life too, if you really wanted to. But if someone or something stops you, you don't technically have that freedom there either. What to do about that, huh...
[Is all he can say for the moment, stewing in his thoughts - he pulls himself closer, unsure of these mixed signals of having a good fun time with this man who looked like he was going to die and whether he should seek more of this strange physical reassurance.]
[He tugs in the man a little more, nose brushing against nose.]
...What do you think? I'm tired of rules, myself. But you...what's your definition of "free"?
[ Kizuna says so with all the ease of breathing, expression soft and also keen. That Nate's uncertainty thrums through the moment isn't unwarranted, he thinks, but there's no helping it. His first instinct is to reach out, to be close. ]
But I suppose if I were to think about it, it'd be... being able to feel however I want.
Same here. I grew up in a place of nothing but rules. Fuck 'em.
["Fuck" doesn't even feel like a strong enough word. You look back on a place you were under the thumb of after you slip out and realize how hard it was crushing you.]
[He nods a little vaguely, swallowing, before he decides. Fuck 'em. Fuck it. I'll do it.]
Well, I feel like I wanna kiss you. So, there.
[And he does so, stealing it as quickly as a thief in the night, before pulling back in with a grin.]
[ Truly, that sentiment isn't enough to describe the feeling Kizuna gets at the mention of it. It's complete rejection, soul deep. What supplants it is the touch of lips to his own, a gesture that makes a smile curl at his mouth even if it's too quick a thing to reciprocate. ]
So you have rebellion in your blood.
[ Placing a hand on Nate's cheek, he thumbs at his cheekbone thoughtfully. ]
[ It's compelling to him, being someone so entrapped in the workings of his own heart that he enshrines himself in it willingly even if it'd sacrifice him in the end. Spit him out as something changed. With a press of his palm, he prompts Nate to lean back in, smoothing a slower kiss to his mouth. ]
Well, not anymore. [ A glimmer of mischievousness, like he's sharing a secret. ] But I've felt that way before.
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No, no dying. Not yet. [ He smiles, a little drawn. Then conversationally: ] Were you concerned?
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[He falls back to his typical sarcastic streak as easily as anything - not to say he was really worried, he doesn't even know this guy - but continuing on with concern when this guy seems in such a state doesn't seem like something he wants to do.]
[He huffs.]
Maybe. I mean, if you were actually dying, I'd not be able to do a thing. I'm no doctor. I'd kinda just be standing here awkwardly, and nobody wants that.
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That sort of thing would ruin the happily-ever-after atmosphere around here, it's true. But if you believe in me, I'll just have to last another day. [ A wink, that pleasantness welling back up inside of him. ] Or two.
[ With that, he sweeps a handful of the loose rose petals away. ]
You can come in. I'm not really using this place how it's meant to be used, as you can see.
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[The invitation finally makes him break away from the door, moving over to flop down on the space next to him on the bed, though that also makes the petals puff up from the movement. He scoops a few up, tossing them at the other man a little playfully.]
And how could you? All these flower petals are going to go places you don't want them to go. Why do people think something like this is romantic, anyways?
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Aesthetics? [ Kizuna takes a guess, amiable in its rhetoric. Some of the falling rose petals brush his hair, the lapels of his nice suit. Idly, he reaches out to press his fingertip to the velvety texture of one of them. ] Or the effort it takes to behead a few roses for your lover. That kind of thing.
Not a romantic?
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[He lets out a little laugh at that - sarcastic, but he can kind of understand the aesthetic aspect of it. The flower of love. The ideas of romance. It all works together.]
[He reaches out to pluck out a petal stuck in the other's hair.]
I do like a good romance movie. But I guess I never experienced that kind of thing for myself. What about you? Does this kind of thing get your heart pumping?
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[ Kizuna has experienced many types of love thanks to his line of work, his empathy. He's stepped into many lives. Even now, he can't escape the lovers' thrum of this place. If he were to think about what he prefers... ]
As for me, I see the appeal. But while we're being honest, I think I prefer something more ordinary.
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[He leans his chin on his hand.]
Ordinary? Like...without all these bells and whistles?
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[ He's heard of it, Game 52, this establishment's claim to fame. But it seems like he's going to have to exist in this in-between for now. A wildcard. ]
And yes, like that. Things like — [ Thoughtfully, he reaches out and sweeps some of the other man's bangs back. ] ...hearing your partner getting ready in the morning because they woke up before you. Sharing headphones. Buying their favorite foods, or meeting you after work.
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That so. [No, he's definitely never had anything like that.] That already sounds like what friends do, in a way, save the bed stuff. I guess its true that the best friendships make the best lovers, perhaps.
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This place does seem to prefer one of those over the other though.
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In a place that encourages sex between anyone and everyone...yeah. A nice loving one-on-one growing relationship might be hard to come by.
[A little pause, a curious look.]
What's your name, by the way?
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[ When? Who can say. His gaze flicks up. ]
Kizuna. Yours?
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[He really doesn't. Maybe its the close proximity, but perhaps, underneath the casualness of it all, Kizuna is offered a peek of vulnerability, nervousness under the surface.]
Nathaniel. Or Nate. [Not a lie, but not exactly the truth, either.] You feeling okay there, Kizuna?
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[ Time and time again, that's always a sentiment that makes his heart pang uncomfortably. Still, he can't help but smile. ]
Am I too obvious?
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[He's not going to lie, here, even as he has his own sympathetic wave of feeling here, a little restless.]
I mean, I like this place. Don't like the trapped aspect, either. Like a bird in a cage.
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It's right for the situation, isn't it? Being in a gilded cage. [ Sincere curiosity has him reaching up to lay his hand over the other man's where it sits on his shoulder. ] Do you think there are things to like about it?
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[But....but....there is that "but", isn't there?]
[He sighs with the touch - it's dwelling on the negative like this that makes him want to dash those kinds of thoughts back into his hedonistic urges, as if that alone could make him never feel unhappy again.]
[He leans in - but he just lets his forehead touch the other's for now, his voice a whisper.]
But it's not, like...really "free", is it?
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No, I'm sure this place would encourage you to do all of those things. [ It's a tenderness that catches him off his guard despite being the one to initiate contact in the first place, the pleasant warmth displacing some of the clash he feels besiege the other man's emotions. ] So it really depends on what your definition of "free" is...
[ Shrugging his shoulder, Kizuna prompts him to put an arm around him more fully. ]
You could do those things in your everyday life too, if you really wanted to. But if someone or something stops you, you don't technically have that freedom there either. What to do about that, huh...
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[Is all he can say for the moment, stewing in his thoughts - he pulls himself closer, unsure of these mixed signals of having a good fun time with this man who looked like he was going to die and whether he should seek more of this strange physical reassurance.]
[He tugs in the man a little more, nose brushing against nose.]
...What do you think? I'm tired of rules, myself. But you...what's your definition of "free"?
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[ Kizuna says so with all the ease of breathing, expression soft and also keen. That Nate's uncertainty thrums through the moment isn't unwarranted, he thinks, but there's no helping it. His first instinct is to reach out, to be close. ]
But I suppose if I were to think about it, it'd be... being able to feel however I want.
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["Fuck" doesn't even feel like a strong enough word. You look back on a place you were under the thumb of after you slip out and realize how hard it was crushing you.]
[He nods a little vaguely, swallowing, before he decides. Fuck 'em. Fuck it. I'll do it.]
Well, I feel like I wanna kiss you. So, there.
[And he does so, stealing it as quickly as a thief in the night, before pulling back in with a grin.]
And what do you want to feel?
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So you have rebellion in your blood.
[ Placing a hand on Nate's cheek, he thumbs at his cheekbone thoughtfully. ]
I want to feel alive.
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[He wants to break free of any chains on him. A life for him, and him alone, laws be damned. A rebel without a true cause, perhaps.]
[He tilts his head into that hand, like a pleased cat into a caress.]
You feel very alive to me. [A hum.] But are you saying you don't usually feel that way?
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Well, not anymore. [ A glimmer of mischievousness, like he's sharing a secret. ] But I've felt that way before.
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