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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 two of them were high ranked. By all accounts they should have never been given much of a hard time at this "endless party" to begin with. However Kazuya's time spent at the party went down, the House absolutely loved testing the limits of their patience with one another.
Starting with Ragna being the first one to stir as he feels the fellow warm body clinging tightly to his broader, muscular frame. These days, he usually didn't sleep alone...and not even for any sexual reasons. So at first, he assumed that it was somebody else at his side as he blinks himself awake.
That assumption? Doesn't last very long when he realizes that this was his roof he was staring up at. Not the Queen Suite. And that most certainly wasn't the body he was as used to lying beside. But instead of shove or jostle him away, he dips his chin to get a better look at the sleeping Kazuya. And he can't help but sigh gently through his nose. His voice is above a whisper as he decides to take this moment to think and recollect how his night ended. ]
You sleep like an angel for a demon asshole.
[ That is...actually probably the sweetest thing he's ever said. And Kazuya was asleep(?) for it. SFDLKJAJKL ]
[There's a small twitch, a tug of a frown as the whisper soft words hit his ears. Likely due to the word "angel" being just audible enough to garner a reaction in the sleeping demon king, but not much more than that. Maybe it's true though. Like this, there's no other influence pressing against his mind, and no need other than to curl against another warm body.
Still, he's obscenely comfortable, breathing soft and slow clearly without any sort of idea of the situation he's in. For now, at least, Ragna is veritably trapped by Kazuya's impressively strong grip in his sleep. He won't be going anywhere any time soon.]
[ Pee, Kazuya. Ragna's feeling the need to go pee. Especially when that deceivingly strong grip the Demon King has on him keeps him nestled against him for this dreamy cuddle session. Gradually, slowly, he makes attempts to shimmy away, only to come rolling right back in against the man's side with a defeated sigh when he thinks he's just going to rudely wake him up.
See, normally?? He wouldn't give two shits about that. But after knowing the guy long enough...he's not above trying to be cordial. But that kindness was only going to be extended for so long before that patience runs toilet paper thin. So instead, Ragna's hand glides up his back...before brushing in through his blue hair. No pulling on it today. Not yet. Instead, he tries whispering, ]
Hey...mind letting me go? [ A beat. ] I gotta pee.
[Thankfully the hand that glides up his back is enough to pull him into a lighter sleep, and the hand that brushes back his hair is enough to work him the rest of the way. The voice is quiet, but recognizable, even in the throw of sleep.
There's a frown on his face, and his eyes remain shut.
... His grip loosens after a few seconds, though.]
You better come back here.
[No, seriously. Ragna is warm, and even if he's not as warm as Kazuya is, the latter is still clingy enough for that to be the real deciding factor on whether or not a certain someone gets to stay in his presence.]
[ Oh thank god. But still a mite bit sleepy himself, there's not a lot of fight and spark in the Grim Reaper either. But his otherwise soured expression ebbs away when he feels his grip loosen upon him. A warm breath washes over Kazuya's ear from where he's cuddled up against Ragna, unintentional in the way he attempts deep ASMR with a hushed: ]
Thanks...
[ The weight of Ragna leaves the mattress, and he doesn't even bother with stretching as he sluggishly pads his way over to his bathroom. It was no King Suite, but a 10 still was spacious and convenient. Which meant having his private bathroom connected straight to his bedroom along. The guest bedroom was also not too shabby. He's so tired that he hardly registers what and how he got to this point last night. If he'd found himself mingling and sharing time with Kazuya, it was at the tail end of that hellishly long party. Could they relax in that exclusive lounge? Yes. Was it equally boring and suffocating?
To an extent. ]
[ One lizard drain later, and he's careful to slip his way back into the bedroom, the blue-haired man a burrito in the luxurious covers. He has to wonder...what did a King's blankets feel like? A modest curiosity and nothing more as he softly sighs as he attempts to slip back into the bed. ]
Scooch over a lil'...
[ Ragna the Bloodedge a year ago would have been throwing fists or chucking the guy at the nearest wall. This? This was real progress. And it's decisively too early to get up and make breakfast or coffee. Not when he can feel another headache coming on now that he's made too many sudden movements going to pee and back. ]
[Kazuya scooches with a grunt, but makes more than enough room for Ragna considering the fact that he’s a twig, and the bed is more than large enough for the two of them. Does he know it’s Ragna next to him? Yes. He does. Does he care at this particular moment in time? Only a fraction of what he might otherwise.
He needs to do better for Weiss anyway. And this is about as much as he’s willing to give in for the moment, between the edges of sleep and waking.
Ragna will have to fight him for the blanket back, though.]
Some party.
[He croaks. Ah, his throat is a little dry, isn’t it.
Eh, he’ll deal with that later. He’s so comfy and cozy right now.]
[ ...Ragna does find himself attempting to slide under the covers with Kazuya, brow knitting when he realizes that the more slender man had practically burrito'd himself up. Slowly, he makes little tugging motions on the edge of the blanket in an attempt to get some back for himself. At least for his legs man????? ]
Lose your voice a lil'? Honey and tea'll help that...
[He's never been one to be all there when he's just woken up, and right now is no different. Kazuya rubs his face into his pillow before exhaling loudly.
Ragna pulling on the blankets means nothing to him. He is cold. In different. A true demon, in this case.
[ Ragna, for better or for worse, never really had a choice in the matter when it came to needing to be bright and alert when waking up. Even here at the Golden Peacock, where no one was after his Azure Grimoire or his bounty, sharp eyes and senses meant that he was just as much of an early riser as he was capable of sleeping in. ...that, and the only thing anyone could be after when it comes to Ragna here was his d- ]
...oi. [ Gently, he tries pulling on the blankets a little harder. No avail. ajklJDFKL But Wagna has a plan. ] Lemme in for a few mins and I'll make breakfast?
[ He's trying. If this doesn't work, he'll just grouchily get out and do it anyway. /whip ]
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Starting with Ragna being the first one to stir as he feels the fellow warm body clinging tightly to his broader, muscular frame. These days, he usually didn't sleep alone...and not even for any sexual reasons. So at first, he assumed that it was somebody else at his side as he blinks himself awake.
That assumption? Doesn't last very long when he realizes that this was his roof he was staring up at. Not the Queen Suite. And that most certainly wasn't the body he was as used to lying beside. But instead of shove or jostle him away, he dips his chin to get a better look at the sleeping Kazuya. And he can't help but sigh gently through his nose. His voice is above a whisper as he decides to take this moment to think and recollect how his night ended. ]
You sleep like an angel for a demon asshole.
[ That is...actually probably the sweetest thing he's ever said. And Kazuya was asleep(?) for it. SFDLKJAJKL ]
Still...looks like the party's finally over...
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Still, he's obscenely comfortable, breathing soft and slow clearly without any sort of idea of the situation he's in. For now, at least, Ragna is veritably trapped by Kazuya's impressively strong grip in his sleep. He won't be going anywhere any time soon.]
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[ Pee, Kazuya. Ragna's feeling the need to go pee. Especially when that deceivingly strong grip the Demon King has on him keeps him nestled against him for this dreamy cuddle session. Gradually, slowly, he makes attempts to shimmy away, only to come rolling right back in against the man's side with a defeated sigh when he thinks he's just going to rudely wake him up.
See, normally?? He wouldn't give two shits about that. But after knowing the guy long enough...he's not above trying to be cordial. But that kindness was only going to be extended for so long before that patience runs toilet paper thin. So instead, Ragna's hand glides up his back...before brushing in through his blue hair. No pulling on it today. Not yet. Instead, he tries whispering, ]
Hey...mind letting me go? [ A beat. ] I gotta pee.
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There's a frown on his face, and his eyes remain shut.
... His grip loosens after a few seconds, though.]
You better come back here.
[No, seriously. Ragna is warm, and even if he's not as warm as Kazuya is, the latter is still clingy enough for that to be the real deciding factor on whether or not a certain someone gets to stay in his presence.]
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[ "You better come back here." ]
[ Oh thank god. But still a mite bit sleepy himself, there's not a lot of fight and spark in the Grim Reaper either. But his otherwise soured expression ebbs away when he feels his grip loosen upon him. A warm breath washes over Kazuya's ear from where he's cuddled up against Ragna, unintentional in the way he attempts deep ASMR with a hushed: ]
Thanks...
[ The weight of Ragna leaves the mattress, and he doesn't even bother with stretching as he sluggishly pads his way over to his bathroom. It was no King Suite, but a 10 still was spacious and convenient. Which meant having his private bathroom connected straight to his bedroom along. The guest bedroom was also not too shabby. He's so tired that he hardly registers what and how he got to this point last night. If he'd found himself mingling and sharing time with Kazuya, it was at the tail end of that hellishly long party. Could they relax in that exclusive lounge? Yes. Was it equally boring and suffocating?
To an extent. ]
[ One lizard drain later, and he's careful to slip his way back into the bedroom, the blue-haired man a burrito in the luxurious covers. He has to wonder...what did a King's blankets feel like? A modest curiosity and nothing more as he softly sighs as he attempts to slip back into the bed. ]
Scooch over a lil'...
[ Ragna the Bloodedge a year ago would have been throwing fists or chucking the guy at the nearest wall. This? This was real progress. And it's decisively too early to get up and make breakfast or coffee. Not when he can feel another headache coming on now that he's made too many sudden movements going to pee and back. ]
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He needs to do better for Weiss anyway. And this is about as much as he’s willing to give in for the moment, between the edges of sleep and waking.
Ragna will have to fight him for the blanket back, though.]
Some party.
[He croaks. Ah, his throat is a little dry, isn’t it.
Eh, he’ll deal with that later. He’s so comfy and cozy right now.]
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[ ...Ragna does find himself attempting to slide under the covers with Kazuya, brow knitting when he realizes that the more slender man had practically burrito'd himself up. Slowly, he makes little tugging motions on the edge of the blanket in an attempt to get some back for himself. At least for his legs man????? ]
Lose your voice a lil'? Honey and tea'll help that...
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[He's never been one to be all there when he's just woken up, and right now is no different. Kazuya rubs his face into his pillow before exhaling loudly.
Ragna pulling on the blankets means nothing to him. He is cold. In different. A true demon, in this case.
He's also snuggled in nice and warm.]
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...oi. [ Gently, he tries pulling on the blankets a little harder. No avail. ajklJDFKL But Wagna has a plan. ] Lemme in for a few mins and I'll make breakfast?
[ He's trying. If this doesn't work, he'll just grouchily get out and do it anyway.
/whip]