TDM 04

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【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】

BEACHFRONT PROPERTY

A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT

As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!

IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

▷ Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.

THOSE WHO POUND SAND

▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

▷ Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN

DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP

What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.

THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA

▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.

A SHOW OF STRENGTH

▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.

DAYDREAM PARASOLS

▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES

▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.

TWINKLING CURRENTS

THE PARTY NEVER STOPS

As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.

SWIM UP TO THE BAR

▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

▷ HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

▷ MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

▷ SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!

ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

▷ A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING

A GAME OF BEACHES

It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!

SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one unfinished drink.

2. Collect two kisses.

3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

4. Collect four sets of sandals.

5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one cup of cum.

2. Collect two bite marks.

3. Collect three pubic hairs.

4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.

NOTES

▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.

INTO THE DEPTHS

IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE

Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.

TUMBLING DOWN

▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.

A RISING FLOOD

▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

NOTES

▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.

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OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

▶ All 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 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 June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. 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 prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

▶ 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 regardless!

▶ 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.

▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

[virtuesignal]

[Baptiste is certainly a man that can talk. Not that Concord is surprised to assess this of him, the man was an entertainer- apparently of the circus. Concord immediately takes that entirely literally, not even considering it might be a fanciful saying. Given this man's displayed talents, it just tracks.

But he does get hung up on a single word in all that, relatively early on. His hand reaches to Baptiste's shoulder where his palm floats just a half inch away from actually landing on skin, just the tips of his middle and ring fingers actually touching to the other man. Concord's voice is much firmer and more serious, there is an unmistakable compassion to his words,]

Do not feel coerced by anything I've asked of you. I would never intend such dishonorable conduct. [He's completely misread that Baptiste was probably referring to the hotel as a whole as coercive. Instead, Concord is taking it quite personal in a way he immediately wishes to make right,] My offer to help you stands with no expectation of any return, as is correct of generosity.

[molotovmoustache]

[The connection of a gentle, guiding touch to his shoulder forces Baptiste to pause from his yapping. His head swivels, tilting in curiosity at a gesture that so purposefully seemed to hold him in high esteem.

As if he were vulnerable? As if the other man had begun to tread with care? His question of the hovering hand and the ghost of a touch that followed is answered quickly as Concord speaks.

Even in a moment of his words being taken out of context, a glimpse at this man's integrity is enough to keep Baptiste smiling. The intensity in Baptiste's unnatural blue eyes softens. He reaches up to meet Concord's hovering hand before guiding it to truly rest on his shoulder. Warmth radiates from Baptiste's flesh - having been sunkissed from a day of working on this strange beach.]

I do not feel coerced by you, sir. [Baptiste chuckles, gaze falling to look at where his hand still covers Concord's. As a gesture of trust, he has yet to lift his hand - though Concord is by no means trapped if he attempts to pull away.] I've meant every word I've told you. That I want to give something to you. And that companionship with you sounded rather nice. [A thoughtful pause.] This place may be coercive, but that does not mean the people caught up in it are.

[virtuesignal]

[Once his touch is fully invited by Baptiste, it falls more firm and bracing. A gesture of comradery to Concord, thinking that cooperative spirit is one of the best qualities mortals have. Immortals are creations of isolation and individuality... which makes then strong on their own, yet very weak when it came to needing others. Concord had only lasted so long because he learned how to live amongst others, even if he never fully picked up on how to act properly human about it......

He can match the other man's smile,]

Well said. [he understands and will take Baptiste at his word.

Though, perhaps some actual introductions are in order... Concord offers his spare hand to shake, keeping the other in place if Baptiste does.]

I failed to introduce myself. Concord.

[molotovmoustache]

[Once that hand has found a more firm perch, Baptiste finally allows his own hand to slide away. A satisfied smile continues to toy at his features. He would be happy to be a prime example of what mortals could offer - considering he's spent his entire life attempting to fight for other mortals. The gesture of comradery is met with all the ease of a man who has reached out to others time and time again...

Yet he fully operates under the assumption that the man before him is just as mortal as he is. Immortals of Concord's type are, truthfully, a incomprehensible breed in Baptiste's world.

For now, at least.]

[When the other man offers him a hand to shake, Baptiste is eager to reciprocate. He meets Concord with a firm handshake, as he tilts his head upward to meet the man's eyes.]

It's a pleasure, Concord. Baptiste LaFontaine. [A beat.] Which, I gave it some thought. Let's do whiskey, shall we? Only the best first impressions start with a whiskey.

[He's 100% made that up. But he made it up very confidently!]

[virtuesignal]

Well met, Baptiste. [The handshake is met with an equal firmness to what Baptiste gives to him. When it's settled up, Concord will take both his hands back to himself, nodding amicably and taking the name to heart. He won't forget.]

I believe it.

[Baptiste also makes such a thing up with more than enough confidence to convince the unicorn. It sounds true enough! No reason to doubt. Whiskey is a fine, bracing drink. Concord isn't going to ever turn down a glass (or more) of whiskey.

A close by popup establishment with more of a saloon theme to it catches Concord's eye. He'll lead them to it, liking to stand at a bar more than sit, but maybe that's because of his height. Baptiste is welcome to hop into a seat if he wants to take more of a load off, Concord is busy ordering with the bartender (while his vouchers last...)]

Two whiskey, one neat, if you please.

[molotovmoustache]

[Baptiste's eyes drag over the surroundings of this little saloon theme. It was one of the first things here truly reminiscent of home. His troupe had put on "Western" themed shows for their first month of debut at the World's Fair Showcase, after all.

The familiarity tugs at his heart. He has to get home- He would get home.

He just has to get to the bottom of all of this.]

[When Concord walks up to the bar and stands at it, Baptiste saunters up beside him. While he'd realized this was a tall man, it didn't fully fold into perspective until the man stood at the bar. Baptiste stands next to him, looking at him with curiosity.

He was about Ada's size... But Ada had been that tall for unnatural reasons. Was this man the same? He wasn't about to ask this time around. Not after being thrown in the garbage by seagull faced people or bitten by a fully bipedal werecat. He'd get his answers - but for now...

For now, he should relax. So he hops up into a stool, only to find with amusement that he still doesn't measure up to the man next to him. He hums, trying to take in more details about the other's appearance as he orders their drinks. An incredibly muscular man. A guard? A soldier? A dockworker? He's an older gentleman, yet clearly still confident in his body given the way he had been prepared to strip earlier.

Baptiste's lips twitch as he tries to puzzle out his first, silent impressions of this man. A habit he'd long built up while tracking quarries for a hunt - he can't help himself. Which means he quickly recognizes the rather familiar looking vouchers Concord is using to pay.]

Oh, oh! Hey. I can get mine- [Baptiste is already rummaging into his pocket for his own voucher. Once he finds the final voucher he has left, he stares at it before putting it on the bar and sliding it toward the other man.] You don't have to spend yours on me. We only get so few, right?

[virtuesignal]

[If Baptiste is looking him over carefully, he can easily note the only scar one him. A nasty, sunken in thing on his front and back, matching in such a way they must be from the same incident. It's not difficult to imagine it is an impalement scar from some kind of flat, wide blade. A positively medieval looking injury compared to Concord's more modern, western twang to his speaking pattern. Aside from that scar, his skin is unblemished... unless the marks on his face read as scars to Baptiste eye. Many write them off as just that, but at a closer look, they seem to be quite deliberate. More like a set of faded out tattoos than haphazard marks from war.

Concord will give the shirt off his back, or rather the trunks off his ass, at the slightest ask. To offer the vouchers to share a drink was a thoughtless thing for him, too. He doesn't like to condescend with generosity, though. He won't insist if Baptiste thinks this is giving gone too far from Concord.]

If you insist. [he doesn't mind, since Baptiste was who offered to drink with him, it's his decision if he won't also accept a drink...

Which both arrive quickly, Concord's glass lacking ice as instructed. He picks it up and tips it to cheers Baptiste's. Politely mannered, Concord waits for the other man to lift for a sip before he also indulges.]

[molotovmoustache]

[The firebreather is no stranger to injuries. In fact, he often joked that by this point in his life he has certainly broken each bone in his body at least once. Of course, he's the only one who thinks the joke is funny - but it never stopped him from cracking it all the same.

Yet the gnarled scar tissue draws a concerned curiosity from the man. How had Concord survived whatever skewered him? The marks on the man's face would draw Baptiste's wonder as he tried to piece together if it was some sort of intentional scarification or not...

But he never comes to a solid conclusion because his eyes keep going back to that scar. Eventually, Baptiste puts a hand to his own side. His fingers tense as he presses into his flesh - his imagination breathing life into a dull ache there.

Luckily, the voucher conversation will pull himself away from his overactive imagination. Baptiste sees an easy win when Concord relents quickly. Yet Baptiste doesn't give his voucher over to the bartender. Instead - he continues to slide the voucher across the bar until it makes contact with Concord's abdomen since the man was standing at the bar. Baptiste then slides the piece of paper just so that a corner hooks into the waistband of Concord's swim bottoms.

Acceptance of a drink from Concord. And Baptiste's own voucher for the man to use later as a gesture of thanks. It's an arrangement that the man is happy to toast when their drinks come.

He tips his drink in kind, thanks to the man who bought it for him - before he will put the rim of the glass to his lips. His eyes close as the taste of whiskey settles in his mouth.

A tension unwinds in Baptiste's shoulders as he pulls the glass back.]

To future friends, hm?

probably a good spot to end this one off

[virtuesignal]

[Concord's eyes follow along with Baptiste's, catching him briefly lingering on that scar. It's annoying, feeling it gawked at, but he also understands why. It's a nasty blemish on his otherwise pristine frame. All the war he'd seen only left scars in the short term. He could heal through most anything as a unicorn. What was left on him obviously stuck out and created too many questions to just willfully ignore.

He will be willful, though, and ignore Baptiste's gaze on it. Easy for him, because he's distracted by the man... shimmying a voucher into his waistband. Cheeky man... Concord rolls his eyes, but huffs something amused back. Tipping his glass to Baptiste's it's a little cheers. He confirms the question with a simple agreement,]

Amicable. [Future friends it is.]