【 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 in our parking garage for all new arrivals. We aim to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience!
All are invited to There Is No Tomorrow, a Phoenix Casino soiree to celebrate our beloved guests. The festivities will begin at 1800 hours on January 20th and end at 1800 hours on January 27th. Please look forward to 168 hours of delight.
In an effort to raise happiness and encourage better guest relationships, attendance is required. The house will assist guests that are too shy to appear of their own accord. Please note that black tie attire is mandatory. As always, we hope you enjoy your stay! 】
PARKING GARAGE
ANY CAR IN A STORM
PHOENIX CASINO HALL
WELCOME TO THE NEXT 168 HOURS
Phoenix Casino is a-flutter with activity and packed to the beak with guests. As a famously ever-changing space, the staff would be remiss if they didn't deck the crown jewel of the Golden Peacock out. The casino glitters from top to bottom, shining brighter than diamonds, rubies, sapphires, opals! Party-goers are shiny and glamorous with picture perfect makeup, fluttering gowns, and sharp suits. Card tables are packed and the slot machines are a-ringing as guests play, play, play! Prizes, luxury, booze, attractive people, it's the place that everyone wants to be at.
Those people being dragged inside by some invisible force...? Silly, they were so excited to come that their bodies moved before they realized what was happening. Those are struggles of joy and definitely not the casino's infamous ghost hands dragging unwilling guests to the party at the behest of the house. Look, they're literally hurling their bodies at the card tables with unrestrained glee!
All clocks indicating day hours and night hours have been removed from the casino. Once a guest has entered, their Watch will jam, making it impossible to keep track of the time. You don't need to worry about that tonight.
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[The joke is!!! Kazuya and Akira were friends!!! Which means they're still friends, and he's welcome to absolutely flop on his very comfortable couch and become a greedy cat. Kazuya moves to the kitchen momentarily, to grab a snack for his guest.
He'll toss him a chocolate granola bar that he's lifted from one of the shops downstairs in the galleria, aiming for it to land on his stomach.]
Anyway, welcome to the Golden Peacock. You escaped once, so here's hoping you manage to do it again. Hopefully this time you stick around long enough to tell us how you did it.
[. . . oh! snacks!! Kazuya's aim is good; the granola lands right on Akira's stomach. he snatches it up in one smooth motion, pushing himself into a seated position and scooting over so there's room on the couch for his gracious host to sit down, too. he can be generous!!]
[as he fiddles with the packaging, his mouth curves into a sharp grin. it glimmers a bit like a knife, something darker and more dangerous settling in his eyes. he is still forming his own opinions on this place, but. . . there is one thing he knows for certain]
This time. . . [gestures with his half-opened granola bar as he leans back, one arm propped against the arm rest] I'll rob this place blind before I go.
[ Said as Kazuya plunks down into a chair opposite Akira. He doubt that'll be the case, but he'll still hope regardless. ]
I don't personally plan on leaving unless the people I know can get home too. I've made my own promises here, after all. Still, definitely raise a little hell. I won't get in your way.
[causing trouble, getting into trouble. . . he truly has no idea what he is in for, but that doesn't stop him from wanting to cause a ruckus]
[either way, he falls silent for a bit as he gnaws on his granola bar, speaking again only when he's halfway through his snack. his tone is perfectly even, with all of his humor draining away as he nudges the conversation towards more somber topics]
[He rolls up the sleeve of his shirt, holding out his wrist for the other to see the black crown outlining a spades symbol. The spade symbol itself is a little dark, but nothing too worrisome.]
My suit is spades, so there's usually some darker aspect to my nature that shows up when it darkens completely.
[Akira's own features grow stony as his gaze sweeps across the marking. for a moment, he is silent. . . until he places the half-eaten granola aside and reaches out to take Kazuya's hand in his own, drawing the other's wrist nearer so he can get a better look at the symbol]
Well, for me it's usually in relation to my demonic nature. The urge to hurt people and take what I want from them. I can end up more overconfident, arrogant... Very possessive of things and people I might consider "mine", if that makes sense.
[He doesn't like it. Would prefer to not have to deal with it, but that's not really going to happen anymore, is it? So long as he has this mark, and is in this place, Kazuya will be subject and beholden to it's whims.
So the best he can do is try not to let it darken too much.]
Other suits have different effects. Hearts seems to make people more emotional, diamonds seem to act on more physical desires. Clubs is mental, things like that.
[There's a small shiver that goes up his spine as Akira's thumb brushes against the mark, but he opts to ignore it instead, for now.]
Not that often. Usually only if the resort itself decides to mess with me, otherwise I'm pretty good at keeping up on things here. I have a few agreements with people, which helps.
[that will have to do, for now. but it's comforting to know that there are ways to keep things in check, and that at least one person here has figured things out for himself. Akira may be taking notes]
It's so over-the-top, though. I suppose I can't speak for anyone but myself, but it really doesn't take all of these theatrical incentives to get two people in bed together.
You obviously don't remember it, but back when everyone was still new, there was some kind of... event thing, where everyone ended up with animal traits and highly affected by the diamond suit. Theatrical doesn't really seem to cut it to the lengths they're willing to go.
[Not his proudest moment texting Akira with 🐺♥🦊, honestly.]
That depends on who you ask. I'd like to go home, but I also don't think it's that terrible here either. And I knew someone who for them, this place was the best possible outcome.
[As far as he thinks, anyway. He misses Makoto greatly, and it really hasn't even been that long since he's disappeared.]
[laughs in this thread being before Akira knows Akechi is here. ANYWAY--!]
[a crooked smile, but he understands]
It's all about perspective, then. [. . .] I get that.
[if this truly isn't a dream, then he has already determined that he needs to stick around. . . if only for Yusuke's sake. for Akechi's too, once he realizes that there are two idiots here that he cares about deeply enough to try and take care of]
Sorry about all of the questions. I think I just have one more, if you don't mind.
Ask away. We were friends before, so no reason to not be friends now, right? Consider me an open book.
[Because he wants to help. Really. Akira was someone who was close to him back then, so he's eager to reaffirm that friendship once more. Providing valuable information is one way to do that.]
[honestly, Akira may not remember that friendship, but after everything he has seen of Kazuya so far. . . he sees why they were close. it's a new relationship for him— a new Confidant that echoes of shades of Devil and Fool— but he wouldn't mind nurturing it a bit more. and he doesn't even feel weird about being known before!!]
[. . . if he is going to stay here, then he is going to need connections like this. people to turn to when he needs help causing a ruckus and trying to shake things up]
[and also]
Did you kidnap me to your evil demon lair to seduce me, or am I misreading the room?
[AND ALSO KAZUYA SEEMS LIKE FUN TO FUCK AROUND WITH]
[It's hard not to laugh, but he feels like... Seducing someone doesn't usually also including giving them a granola bar. Or maybe Akira is just that easy. He'd like to think he needs more than just that, though.]
I can put on the moves, if you want. Mostly I just wanted to have you somewhere more private so we could chat and not get dragged into things that the house might want.
[it's true!! he is a nice guy!! and sheepishness is kinda cute on him. . .]
Thanks. Genuinely.
[because is is nice to get away from the loud hustle and bustle of the casino crowds for a quieter conversation. Akira is from the city, so he knows how to deal with that kind of white noise. but that doesn't mean he wants to be around it all the time. peace amongst the chaos. . .]
I need to get my hands on a coffee maker and some fresh beans. [that's his first mission] I can make you my favorite blend when I do.
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He'll toss him a chocolate granola bar that he's lifted from one of the shops downstairs in the galleria, aiming for it to land on his stomach.]
Anyway, welcome to the Golden Peacock. You escaped once, so here's hoping you manage to do it again. Hopefully this time you stick around long enough to tell us how you did it.
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[as he fiddles with the packaging, his mouth curves into a sharp grin. it glimmers a bit like a knife, something darker and more dangerous settling in his eyes. he is still forming his own opinions on this place, but. . . there is one thing he knows for certain]
This time. . . [gestures with his half-opened granola bar as he leans back, one arm propped against the arm rest] I'll rob this place blind before I go.
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[ Said as Kazuya plunks down into a chair opposite Akira. He doubt that'll be the case, but he'll still hope regardless. ]
I don't personally plan on leaving unless the people I know can get home too. I've made my own promises here, after all. Still, definitely raise a little hell. I won't get in your way.
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[causing trouble, getting into trouble. . . he truly has no idea what he is in for, but that doesn't stop him from wanting to cause a ruckus]
[either way, he falls silent for a bit as he gnaws on his granola bar, speaking again only when he's halfway through his snack. his tone is perfectly even, with all of his humor draining away as he nudges the conversation towards more somber topics]
. . . you have one of those marks too, right?
[like the one he saw on Yusuke's palm]
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[He rolls up the sleeve of his shirt, holding out his wrist for the other to see the black crown outlining a spades symbol. The spade symbol itself is a little dark, but nothing too worrisome.]
My suit is spades, so there's usually some darker aspect to my nature that shows up when it darkens completely.
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[Akira's own features grow stony as his gaze sweeps across the marking. for a moment, he is silent. . . until he places the half-eaten granola aside and reaches out to take Kazuya's hand in his own, drawing the other's wrist nearer so he can get a better look at the symbol]
What do you mean by "darker aspect?"
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[He doesn't like it. Would prefer to not have to deal with it, but that's not really going to happen anymore, is it? So long as he has this mark, and is in this place, Kazuya will be subject and beholden to it's whims.
So the best he can do is try not to let it darken too much.]
Other suits have different effects. Hearts seems to make people more emotional, diamonds seem to act on more physical desires. Clubs is mental, things like that.
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It does.
[Akira is self-aware enough to know how familiar that sounds. he's no demon king, but he knows his own vices]
. . . how often does it bother you?
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Not that often. Usually only if the resort itself decides to mess with me, otherwise I'm pretty good at keeping up on things here. I have a few agreements with people, which helps.
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Good.
[that will have to do, for now. but it's comforting to know that there are ways to keep things in check, and that at least one person here has figured things out for himself. Akira may be taking notes]
It's so over-the-top, though. I suppose I can't speak for anyone but myself, but it really doesn't take all of these theatrical incentives to get two people in bed together.
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[Not his proudest moment texting Akira with 🐺♥🦊, honestly.]
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I suppose I was being generous.
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It's been an interesting time here, to say the least...
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[a small hum at that; his grip finally slips away from Kazuya's hand, his own falling back into his lap]
Would you say the good outweighs the bad?
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[As far as he thinks, anyway. He misses Makoto greatly, and it really hasn't even been that long since he's disappeared.]
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[a crooked smile, but he understands]
It's all about perspective, then. [. . .] I get that.
[if this truly isn't a dream, then he has already determined that he needs to stick around. . . if only for Yusuke's sake. for Akechi's too, once he realizes that there are two idiots here that he cares about deeply enough to try and take care of]
Sorry about all of the questions. I think I just have one more, if you don't mind.
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[Because he wants to help. Really. Akira was someone who was close to him back then, so he's eager to reaffirm that friendship once more. Providing valuable information is one way to do that.]
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[. . . if he is going to stay here, then he is going to need connections like this. people to turn to when he needs help causing a ruckus and trying to shake things up]
[and also]
Did you kidnap me to your evil demon lair to seduce me, or am I misreading the room?
[AND ALSO KAZUYA SEEMS LIKE FUN TO FUCK AROUND WITH]
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[It's hard not to laugh, but he feels like... Seducing someone doesn't usually also including giving them a granola bar. Or maybe Akira is just that easy. He'd like to think he needs more than just that, though.]
I can put on the moves, if you want. Mostly I just wanted to have you somewhere more private so we could chat and not get dragged into things that the house might want.
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[a flash of a grin, sharp and cheeky as ever]
Maybe a little.
[speaking of granola, he picks up the half-finished bar to chow down, settling more comfortably onto the couch]
On your own time, though. And only if you want.
You're a pretty nice guy for an evil demon king.
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I don't know how much seducing I'm really capable of, honestly. [He laughs, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.]
But my suite is always open to you, and I'm more than happy to cook you a meal that isn't laced with aphrodisiacs.
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Thanks. Genuinely.
[because is is nice to get away from the loud hustle and bustle of the casino crowds for a quieter conversation. Akira is from the city, so he knows how to deal with that kind of white noise. but that doesn't mean he wants to be around it all the time. peace amongst the chaos. . .]
I need to get my hands on a coffee maker and some fresh beans. [that's his first mission] I can make you my favorite blend when I do.
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I can tell the staff to bring by a coffee maker and fresh beans right now, if you want. Normally I just go to birdbucks myself.
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— wait, really???
[sitting up a little straighter, interest piqued]
It's that easy?
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im so sorry for all the delays in tagging sdjkdf its rough out here
CLASPS HANDS IN SOLIDARITY. . . it's no problem though, I will backtag forever!1
THANK U!!!!!! we stay silly in these trying times
WE SURE DO, we all need a little silly in our lives rn
god dont we
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hehehe we can wrap this one soon w/ just small talk and move to the next :3
sounds perfect!! and then they talked and had coffee and akira made off with the machine afterwards-