[ aarya hadn't meant to nod off while preparing flasks, but.. well, it was hard, finicky work, and it took a lot out of him to condense so much magic. with the ship swaying in the waters, it was only a moment before his eyes finally closed, and he began to doze in his chair.

only to be awakened by a sudden shower of cool water.

with a sharp cry, aarya jolts awake, fully clothed in.. a bathtub? the tub itself is empty, but the shower above is on, currently drenching him in lukewarm water. he knows instantly that something must be off, he doesn't recognize this washroom at all, not the tub itself nor the walls and decor. his head aches, and he feels a little dizzy, clutching his brow with one sodden hand.

ugh. kicking off the shower with his heel, aarya wipes the water from his face. this does not bode well. ]

[ it's to be a game then, is it? well, he has no choice but to play along. this is an incredibly detrimental setback to his work, but there's simply no escaping this strange resort, save for one way and one way only. he'll play along. he must.

so when the opportunity comes along in the form of a lawn game, well, he'll bite.

clearing his throat, aarya sits forward on his picnic blanket, flicking through the prompts on his watch with a sigh. absurd. this place is absurd. but this would not be the first time that aarya has been forced to use his charm and looks to get by, and surely it will not be the last, so he smiles warmly up at the first stranger who comes his way. ]

Excuse me - could I trouble you to indulge this game with me?

[ ooc; choose your fighter!! the prompts could be: 1♢, 1♧, 2♧, 2♤, 3♡, 3♢! ]

[ the gardens, vale, and conservatory are quite beautiful, he finds - loathe as he is to give this place any compliments, aarya can't help but feel drawn to these peaceful areas.

unfortunately for him, the conservatory's orchard is thick with pollen, enough to make him feel like his sinuses may explode, so he takes his leave soon after entering, but not before the pollen's effect sinks its claws deep into his body. it isn't long before aarya is feeling hot all over, a deep, pulsing ache churning in his lower belly - it's easy enough to recognize this arousal for what it is. groaning under his breath, aarya steps off of the path and into a small, shrouded patio where several cushioned wicker chairs await, as well as a wicker lounge, which he immediately drops down onto.

swiping dewy sweat from his brow, aarya reclines back on the lounge, his face flushed hot and his body tight. breathe. flicking his fingers, he summons a cool wind to fan his face with, but it's hardly enough. when he hears the echo of footsteps along the path, he can't help the plaintive plea that escapes his lips. ]

Please -

[ tweak or change the prompts above, or come at me with something new, anywhere around the resort! if you'd like to plot anything, feel free to shoot me a pm. ]