[ Broca has made about five attempts to leave this event so far to no avail, and is currently sitting here in a gaudy looking suit that suggested when he was dragged here he didn't have his own nice outfit to put on. There's a whole sour aura around him as he sits in the chair where a staff member has insisted on leading him back to after his last three escape attempts, and he's sort of reluctantly resigning himself to this.
He's not even particularly bothered by the sex acts at this point, but he's not loving the rancorous party atmosphere. His ears are pinned down to his head, his tail twitches in jerky, agitated motions. Hopefully Wei Wuxian forgives the sullen look that's fixed on him when Broca looks over, before glancing back at the dice. ]
You roll the dice and then do whatever it says on them. Not all of them are that dirty.
[ He rolled a "slap knee" earlier, and while the man on the receiving end might have wished for something dirty while limping away, it had been at least a little satisfying for Broca. ]
3.
He's not even particularly bothered by the sex acts at this point, but he's not loving the rancorous party atmosphere. His ears are pinned down to his head, his tail twitches in jerky, agitated motions. Hopefully Wei Wuxian forgives the sullen look that's fixed on him when Broca looks over, before glancing back at the dice. ]
You roll the dice and then do whatever it says on them. Not all of them are that dirty.
[ He rolled a "slap knee" earlier, and while the man on the receiving end might have wished for something dirty while limping away, it had been at least a little satisfying for Broca. ]