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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!
NOTES
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.
NOTES
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.
NOTES
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.
NOTES
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. 💕
[ as much of a mess as the tea did on the carpet, at least. a lesson, though taught, is however not learned. his frustration and outburst isn't going to deter her in the least. even when he insults her lack of manners. she's always been blunt anyway.
again, it's supremely fortunate that this isn't the room belarus had prepared for her brother, because it most definitely would have included hidden cameras and spycams, every ready to record every little detail within the confines of the room. it's not the first time she's done it before, and neither will it be the last, for as long as her obsessive love for him last.
she makes a noncommittal sound about his "purity", though she does raise a brow when he made his feelings known about the toys she'd placed on the table, or about the person whom she referred to. ]
Unable to stand the sight of them? You poor thing.
[ though she does start to pick them all up again, if only to put the toys back in their respective boxes. indecent as these items may be, they do deserve some decorum of respect for their functions. ]
One of a kind of not, you are not even worthy to be compared to him. [ her lips twitch. ] At least you have yet to run away from me.
[Whether he's "impure" or not, he doesn't like looking at silicone penises while he eats! Simple as that.
He's onto another mini quiche (he really is hungry, and he never tires of them!) by the time she drops that last bit of info. He weighs that in his head while he chews, putting the remaining quiche down when the meaning sinks in.]
Wait...
[He turns in his chair, looking over his shoulder at her.]
Let me see if I have this straight: you're yearning for some man who looks just like me, but he runs away every time he sees you... is that right?
congrats, hiyori, for drawing another glare from her. this time, her looks could kill. again, she wishes she has her knives on her.
wait. are there cutlery on the table?
she walks—prowls—back to him, the surrounding air seeming to drop a few degrees. though he's still rather tall even seated, her demeanour feels as if she's much taller. ]
[Yep, there's cutlery. Perfect for enjoying the freshly-made sausages and potato pancakes laid out for them. Not that he has any interest in those when there's the mini quiches, plus some good-looking pies and pastries he hasn't sampled yet. Which he may not get the chance to, if the little joke he made turns out to cost him his life!
The look on that girl's face is not amused. Her aura is downright menacing, causing his amused smile to slip. It was a joke, just a joke about her surly demeanor, and really she's just proving his point by acting so sinister! Please don't stab him with a butterknife.
But instead of getting violent (immediately, anyway), she instead uses her words.]
[ she does see the butterknife, her gaze briefly darting towards it. considering. then files that away for later. she'll grab it before leaving this room.
ah, the frightened look in his eyes remind her so much of russia. but he isn't her brother. even so, her hands land with an audible thud on the back of the chair, her arms caging him in as she leans closer. ]
Are you hard of hearing? I said: my brother.
[ and then her lips quirk, a smile forming. ]
But now you do look like him. Like a trapped animal. How cute.
The alarm on his face increases, his eyes growing wide and confused. She's moving in! And he's unable to discern from her behavior whether this is a seduction attempt or a murder attempt. Unless she's just playing a crude joke on him? As payback for his own joke, perhaps? Yep, that must be it!
Doesn't stop him from going tense, however. She reiterates what she said before, only adding to his surprise. He didn't mishear, the man she yearns for really is her brother? He's dealing with one of those types?
She has him successfully trapped, like a caged animal indeed. Saying rude things is one thing, but he can't just shove a girl aside; he has some manners. And seeing as he can't shove her off, but he's not in the mood for... whatever this is, that just leaves one option.]
... you poor thing.
[He repeats his earlier words, but this time the tone is sympathetic rather than mocking.]
You've been struggling with a forbidden love... that can't have been easy, can it? Here, let me comfort you ♪
[His arms raise, and he pats her soothingly on the back. There, there. That's his strategy: turn the other cheek and diffuse the situation with kindness!]
[ she mostly just wants to push his buttons, maybe possibly perhaps slightly sorta bully him a little. just a tiny bit. in truth, she really shouldn't be doing this. her antics are acceptable when directed at other personified nations—her colleagues, so to speak—but this man here is a civilian.
waking up in this strange place has definitely done a number on her or something, she thinks. even so, she has committed to this act, and she's curious to see just how he will react. one last tease before she let him off and go on her merry way.
this isn't what she expected. the comforting pats on her back. the kind words. how dare he mock her love! but no, he is truly sincere. his eyes aren't lying.
blood rushes to her cheeks, tinting it rosy against her pale skin. ]
Sh-sh-shut up! Or I will shove something else in your mouth!
[ despite the threat, there's no real bite to it, though she does start to reach for the nearest plate of pastries. ]
[Though Hiyori Tomoe is an idol and not a diplomat, he comes above countries, continents and kingdoms in the great hierarchy of things. If she wants to treat him like a nation that's fine, as he's certainly self-important enough. Though he could do without this sort of rough treatment...
He'd hoped to calm her down. Her actions thus far, though totally rude, and still ground for one of those lawsuits he keeps talking about, seemed cool and controlled rather than erratic. She's not a loose canon ready to explode at any minute. Or at least that's what he hopes, but there's a chance he could be wrong, in which case some shoving might be in order after all. It might not be gentlemanly, but if it's self-defense, it's justified!
There is no stabbing attempt, thank goodness. Instead she blushes brightly, which is oddly sort of cute. Though less so than it would be if it weren't accompanied by yelling! His eardrums are close by, and they don't appreciate that. Still, he can work with this.]
Mm, alright. You don't have to talk if it's too painful. We can just stay like this for a while ♪
[He rubs her back up and down soothingly. Kind of like petting a cat who may or may not try to bite him.]
[ hiyori can shove her all he wants, belarus is used to it, although he may have a hard time doing so, with her immense strength and fortitude. of course, he's entirely justified in his self-defence! it's merely a matter of whether she'll let him go.
is this considered holding someone hostage when they're both already sort of held hostage in this strange place?
she hadn't meant to yell. more raise her voice a tad. but then again, his actions were so unexpected that it threw her off-guard. there's a tremor going through her, though not out of embarrassment or fear. she's holding back, trying to keep herself in-check from lashing out, even as part of her wants to melt into that gentle patting.
taking a deep breath, she schools her expression back to its cold indifference. dropping her arms, she takes a step back and breaks out of his loose embrace. at least she didn't slap his hands away. progress? ]
I do not need your pity or kindness. You can drop the act.
[Is she trembling just a bit? That could be a sign of anything from impending tears to impending violence. Fortunately it's neither, and she simply pulls away. Back to the usual "cool and controlled" act, huh?]
I'd say everyone needs a bit of kindness in order to grow. Sort of like watering a flower.
[But fine, he won't make her accept more backrubs. He drops his hands away, glad to have diffused the situation. He's not afraid of being stabbed at the moment, and that counts as a success! Though his standards for what constitutes "success" are plummeting lower and lower by the minute...
With her out of his arms, he turns back towards the breakfast spread.]
I'm going to finish up here. After that, it'll be time to face the enemy directly, so be sure to tell me any useful skills you have.
[ when hiyori says that, it almost sounds like the words of an old man imparting wisdom upon her. which she does appreciate and acknowledge, because he's not exactly wrong. she just finds it hard to receive kindness from others at times.
when he brings up the "enemy" and is asked about her skills, she easily grabs the butterknives (two only, as it comes in a pair for the wedded couple) and strips of decorative bridal ribbons. ]
Do you have combat training?
[ is what she asks instead as she places one foot on a nearby chair, pulls her gown up (hello long and beautiful model-esque leg), then ties a makeshift holster for the knives with the ribbon at her thigh, before doing the same with the other. it's probably a good thing she has stockings. ]
[He watches her grab the butterknives (she's not choosing now to get violent, is sh— ... oh, thank goodness) and blinks slowly over his teacup as she rolls up her skirt. What's with those expert movements? He's still not sure what kind of girl she is, other than "surly" and "in love with her brother," but he wasn't expecting her to be this type.
Her question makes one thing abundantly clear, however.]
... nope!
[A smile spreads again, and he answers her cheerfully. Him, having combat experience? Nope, not unless you count live duels! He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and he hates to break a nail. Other people ought to do all the fighting for him.
Like her, for example.]
But it sounds like you do, which means our way forward is clear.
[Drumroll, please.]
I'll create a diversion, and you'll deal with the guards and such!
[ of course he has no combat skills nor the training. just look at him. skin and bones (not really, she's just being mean) with only a pretty face being his only "skill". definitely carries the vibe of a "rich and spoiled young master".
this isn't going to be an easy battle. if things goes south, maybe she'll ditch him somewhere. ]
Might as well put that face and smile of yours to good use.
[ grabbing a fork to hold in her hand, belarus heads for the door, not really caring if he's following after her or not. the sooner she can find the culprit behind this debacle, the quicker she'll get her much needed answers. ]
[What's the hurry? Of course he wants to get out of there too, ASAP, but she hasn't had that much to eat or drink, and he hasn't had a chance to try the pastries yet! Still, she's the one with combat skills, so he can't exactly hope to go it on his own. Which is why the selfish Hiyori Tomoe, who tends to run off on his own and force other people to chase after him, ends up chasing someone else for a change. His chair scoots back, and hastens to run after her.
Now, as for her comment...]
That's exactly what I intend to do ♪
[He can tell she said it to disparage him, but he means it with no shame: his pretty face, mellifluous voice, and dazzling smile are three of his best assets. He's the type who draws attention everywhere he goes. And he's used that to his benefit before, and is prepared to do it again.
Now, off to the lounge! Where surely they'll find staff guarding an exit who can be easily distracted or dispatched with. Not fellow guests sipping mimosas and looking for people to help fill their decks.]
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again, it's supremely fortunate that this isn't the room belarus had prepared for her brother, because it most definitely would have included hidden cameras and spycams, every ready to record every little detail within the confines of the room. it's not the first time she's done it before, and neither will it be the last, for as long as her obsessive love for him last.
she makes a noncommittal sound about his "purity", though she does raise a brow when he made his feelings known about the toys she'd placed on the table, or about the person whom she referred to. ]
Unable to stand the sight of them? You poor thing.
[ though she does start to pick them all up again, if only to put the toys back in their respective boxes. indecent as these items may be, they do deserve some decorum of respect for their functions. ]
One of a kind of not, you are not even worthy to be compared to him. [ her lips twitch. ] At least you have yet to run away from me.
1/2
He's onto another mini quiche (he really is hungry, and he never tires of them!) by the time she drops that last bit of info. He weighs that in his head while he chews, putting the remaining quiche down when the meaning sinks in.]
Wait...
[He turns in his chair, looking over his shoulder at her.]
Let me see if I have this straight: you're yearning for some man who looks just like me, but he runs away every time he sees you... is that right?
[A significant pause.]
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Hmm, wonder why that might be~ ♪
[Yep. He's teasing her!]
they are such a disaster. help...
congrats, hiyori, for drawing another glare from her. this time, her looks could kill. again, she wishes she has her knives on her.
wait. are there cutlery on the table?
she walks—prowls—back to him, the surrounding air seeming to drop a few degrees. though he's still rather tall even seated, her demeanour feels as if she's much taller. ]
Brother is just shy.
[ now let that bit of information sink in. ]
god bless this mess
The look on that girl's face is not amused. Her aura is downright menacing, causing his amused smile to slip. It was a joke, just a joke about her surly demeanor, and really she's just proving his point by acting so sinister! Please don't stab him with a butterknife.
But instead of getting violent (immediately, anyway), she instead uses her words.]
.......... huh?
[Blink. Blink. Blink.]
Er... who's shy, exactly?
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ah, the frightened look in his eyes remind her so much of russia. but he isn't her brother. even so, her hands land with an audible thud on the back of the chair, her arms caging him in as she leans closer. ]
Are you hard of hearing? I said: my brother.
[ and then her lips quirk, a smile forming. ]
But now you do look like him. Like a trapped animal. How cute.
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The alarm on his face increases, his eyes growing wide and confused. She's moving in! And he's unable to discern from her behavior whether this is a seduction attempt or a murder attempt. Unless she's just playing a crude joke on him? As payback for his own joke, perhaps? Yep, that must be it!
Doesn't stop him from going tense, however. She reiterates what she said before, only adding to his surprise. He didn't mishear, the man she yearns for really is her brother? He's dealing with one of those types?
She has him successfully trapped, like a caged animal indeed. Saying rude things is one thing, but he can't just shove a girl aside; he has some manners. And seeing as he can't shove her off, but he's not in the mood for... whatever this is, that just leaves one option.]
... you poor thing.
[He repeats his earlier words, but this time the tone is sympathetic rather than mocking.]
You've been struggling with a forbidden love... that can't have been easy, can it? Here, let me comfort you ♪
[His arms raise, and he pats her soothingly on the back. There, there. That's his strategy: turn the other cheek and diffuse the situation with kindness!]
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waking up in this strange place has definitely done a number on her or something, she thinks. even so, she has committed to this act, and she's curious to see just how he will react. one last tease before she let him off and go on her merry way.
this isn't what she expected. the comforting pats on her back. the kind words. how dare he mock her love! but no, he is truly sincere. his eyes aren't lying.
blood rushes to her cheeks, tinting it rosy against her pale skin. ]
Sh-sh-shut up! Or I will shove something else in your mouth!
[ despite the threat, there's no real bite to it, though she does start to reach for the nearest plate of pastries. ]
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He'd hoped to calm her down. Her actions thus far, though totally rude, and still ground for one of those lawsuits he keeps talking about, seemed cool and controlled rather than erratic. She's not a loose canon ready to explode at any minute. Or at least that's what he hopes, but there's a chance he could be wrong, in which case some shoving might be in order after all. It might not be gentlemanly, but if it's self-defense, it's justified!
There is no stabbing attempt, thank goodness. Instead she blushes brightly, which is oddly sort of cute. Though less so than it would be if it weren't accompanied by yelling! His eardrums are close by, and they don't appreciate that. Still, he can work with this.]
Mm, alright. You don't have to talk if it's too painful. We can just stay like this for a while ♪
[He rubs her back up and down soothingly. Kind of like petting a cat who may or may not try to bite him.]
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is this considered holding someone hostage when they're both already sort of held hostage in this strange place?
she hadn't meant to yell. more raise her voice a tad. but then again, his actions were so unexpected that it threw her off-guard. there's a tremor going through her, though not out of embarrassment or fear. she's holding back, trying to keep herself in-check from lashing out, even as part of her wants to melt into that gentle patting.
taking a deep breath, she schools her expression back to its cold indifference. dropping her arms, she takes a step back and breaks out of his loose embrace. at least she didn't slap his hands away. progress? ]
I do not need your pity or kindness. You can drop the act.
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I'd say everyone needs a bit of kindness in order to grow. Sort of like watering a flower.
[But fine, he won't make her accept more backrubs. He drops his hands away, glad to have diffused the situation. He's not afraid of being stabbed at the moment, and that counts as a success! Though his standards for what constitutes "success" are plummeting lower and lower by the minute...
With her out of his arms, he turns back towards the breakfast spread.]
I'm going to finish up here. After that, it'll be time to face the enemy directly, so be sure to tell me any useful skills you have.
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when he brings up the "enemy" and is asked about her skills, she easily grabs the butterknives (two only, as it comes in a pair for the wedded couple) and strips of decorative bridal ribbons. ]
Do you have combat training?
[ is what she asks instead as she places one foot on a nearby chair, pulls her gown up (hello long and beautiful model-esque leg), then ties a makeshift holster for the knives with the ribbon at her thigh, before doing the same with the other. it's probably a good thing she has stockings. ]
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Her question makes one thing abundantly clear, however.]
... nope!
[A smile spreads again, and he answers her cheerfully. Him, having combat experience? Nope, not unless you count live duels! He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and he hates to break a nail. Other people ought to do all the fighting for him.
Like her, for example.]
But it sounds like you do, which means our way forward is clear.
[Drumroll, please.]
I'll create a diversion, and you'll deal with the guards and such!
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this isn't going to be an easy battle. if things goes south, maybe she'll ditch him somewhere. ]
Might as well put that face and smile of yours to good use.
[ grabbing a fork to hold in her hand, belarus heads for the door, not really caring if he's following after her or not. the sooner she can find the culprit behind this debacle, the quicker she'll get her much needed answers. ]
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You're leaving already?
[What's the hurry? Of course he wants to get out of there too, ASAP, but she hasn't had that much to eat or drink, and he hasn't had a chance to try the pastries yet! Still, she's the one with combat skills, so he can't exactly hope to go it on his own. Which is why the selfish Hiyori Tomoe, who tends to run off on his own and force other people to chase after him, ends up chasing someone else for a change. His chair scoots back, and hastens to run after her.
Now, as for her comment...]
That's exactly what I intend to do ♪
[He can tell she said it to disparage him, but he means it with no shame: his pretty face, mellifluous voice, and dazzling smile are three of his best assets. He's the type who draws attention everywhere he goes. And he's used that to his benefit before, and is prepared to do it again.
Now, off to the lounge! Where surely they'll find staff guarding an exit who can be easily distracted or dispatched with. Not fellow guests sipping mimosas and looking for people to help fill their decks.]
i lied... let's continue!