【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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I suppose. I haven't really thought about my looks in that regard before.
[ Yeah, definitely never thought about her fitting the role of "sexy demon" but then she's also never pictured herself as a "hot elf wench" either. A lot of firsts today it seems.
Speaking of... She might have got used to casual, shameless attitudes towards sex around here but doing it on camera, having sex in any kind of performative way, period... That's an entirely different matter. Even if she had partaken in something like that during the vampire orgy a few months back... But she hadn't been herself. Best not to think about that too much.
There's a hint of a blush on her face for a moment as she takes all that in, although she manages to hide it well. Thank goodness for foundation, right? ]
And yet you seem rather relaxed about the whole thing.
Was it not... uncomfortable? Being filmed in such a way?
[Reno can't deny that he likes the rough way that Bakugo handles him, and he knows that his "defying" persona is making it worse, but in all the right ways. They both know what kinda game they are playing here, and that neither will make it easy on the other. But isn't that exactly the appeal of the scene?]
How would someone like you eat me in the first place, while you're not even looking like a fucking real dragon? Besides, you got no idea how damned my mouth really i-
[he doesn't get to finish the sentence, because while he was just smirking down at Bakugo, the next thing he knows is that he's grabbed by his hair and pulled into a crushing kiss. Sure, he should probably pull away or something, but all he does is forming his hands to fists to put against Bakugo's chest. A more than weak attempt of looking like he's trying to push the dragon way.
Instead though, he immediately closes his eyes and parts his lips, deepening the kiss if that's what Bakugo wants to do.]
( faye was one of the last people he spoke to before leaving—and here she was, again, standing before him, dressed like she was attending an adult-themed halloween party. this definitely wasn't how she pictured their reunion unfolding. that is, she wasn't expecting a reunion at all. spike left and wasn't coming back. faye had forced herself to let him go. what could she have possibly said to keep him there? what could she have done? because shooting into the air did nothing, let alone her thinly-veiled pleas for him to stay.
so this feels ... surreal. seeing him here, alive. under such ridiculous circumstances. goofy doctor outfit aside, she's relieved to see him assumedly unscathed. it's where her eyes fall anyway when he recoils a little, skating down his body then back up again to meet the soft look in his eyes. her expression is layered; traces of shock still linger, in between waves of discomfort, anger, and confusion. the first time she's really let her guard down since she arrived. )
Yeah, I—a couple days ago, actually.
( her gaze flickers away, and suddenly she's aware of her appearance, wrapping her arms around herself in an effort to self-soothe, maybe. )
I just can't remember how the hell I got here... or why I'm here...
( that's when she looks at him again, layers of emotion stripped down to a single element. she looks nervous. )
I mean, I played an incubus in one movie, so I kinda got that sexy demon role already,
[he gestures her to close her eyelids, so that he can apply primer and start with the eye makeup.]
To be fair, I don't mind an audience in general. Some might say it makes me perform even better when there's someone to cheer ya on, [he chuckles] So being filmed isn't all that different, I guess. Also hey, gives me a few movies to take home, too. But i guess that always depends on the person.
[And Reno knows no shame or filter, so it doesn't bother him that he has to fuck people in front of a camera, with either a crew watching, or with the knowledge that people will see these movies later. On the contrary, it excites him and somehow turns him on even more.]
Ah... I see. It must have been difficult to grow up with.
[ .... honestly, if she didn't know it was a youkai, she might have thought it was cute. at the very least, it doesn't seem so obtrusive to begin with. ] It isn't painful, is it?
[ she imagines that if there's a sensation attached, it would feel uncomfortable to have a little creature crawling all over one's face ]
I know what you mean. There are so many things here that should be impossible, and yet... it's quite a strange place.
[ being the little vanilla nerd that she is, her cheeks color at that, but she doesn't comment on it, instead looking down at his hands.... truth be told, it felt nice from her end, too, but it feels too forward to simply reach out and take hold of his handies again. this is the wrong genre for these wholesome shenanigans ]
Roughly.... two months? But I can't say I am entirely accustomed to the strangeness this place exhibits... most things here are quite unexpected to me.
[ if it weren't for her teammates being there, she'd be feeling extremely overwhelmed, still ]
Ah-- who is "Hades", if you don't mind me asking?
[ not like, Hades the god of the underworld? then again, he does have horns. ]
[ she awakens with a start, glancing around the wagon and finding it unfamiliar -- and then canting her head automatically to the person addressing her, also unfamiliar. and a little intimidating, if she's honest with herself. ]
[ she shakes herself out of her stupor, taking stock of their surroundings. ]
Oh... I'm sorry. [ for taking so long to wake up ] And here I am without my axe...
[ of course it can't be that easy. she rubs at her head, briefly, then gets back to strategizing, keeping her voice low ]
It may be best to wait for some kind of distraction to make our move...
He can open portals to all sorts of strange places I can't and he loves fancy robes and gilt so I thought for sure he had something to do with this at the start.
Don't tell him I said that, though!
[ They're friends... mostly... but the relationship is kind of delicate. ]
I don't think it could be now. It's... really different from back home. At least the part where I lived... some demons would fit in really well.
[ Annnnd the lights are going down. The sword of Damocles he'd been so successfully ignoring begins to descend, dragging his eyes up to the screen. ]
[ from what she understands, Priests hold authority in a church. Therefore, if she's going to be punished, he would be one of the options for administering the punishment. But what would such a hard-working young woman be punished for?
If she had to choose her crime, it wouldn't be related to having a sinful looking body. She has no love in her heart for order for order's sake; stagnant systems that persist because of their history; or respect for authority that hasn't been earned. No demon would be needed to forsake religion, she'd set fire to the system itself: backwards, inefficient and oppressive, it's in need of an overhaul. ]
No, not at all, I was just praying for The Lord to give me strength.
I suspect the Bishop would have ordered you to talk to me: The rumors about me saying how men don't need churches to talk to God have surely gotten around.
[ This is probably not the direction the filmmakers were going for, but so much has already gone off script, what's one more change? ]
[Despite the undeniable beauty of this virtual setting, initially, Barret finds it hard to relax. He'd been informed that this was the scene where the Dragon Lord, driven both by loneliness and adoration, would have a long and passionate sex scene with a nymph that'd been a close friend and ally throughout the seemingly endless battles to protect this peaceful glade from the greed of humankind. Naturally, Barret had at first protested this role: he just got here! They expected him to dive right in? He didn't even know this other "actor" —
But his protests had fallen on deaf ears. And over time, as the sound of birdsong and the susurrus of the wind through the trees around him fills his ears, as he begins to relax, he settles into his role — as a mighty and courageous ruler who would do anything to protect his home and those that he loved. His posture straightens into something more regal and dignified, and he watches leaves gently fall and twirl in the breeze with a melancholy smile.
The director of this film had said to him early on not to worry about it, that the set would do the work. Surrounding this idyllic glade are shimmering rainbow crystals that pulse with soft light and flowers that release sweet-smelling pollen. They work their movie magic without Barret even realizing it. His skin prickles at the nymph's approach, and although the part of him that's still himself recognizes Tifa, of course he would! — the dragon warrior is the stronger of the two. He listens to the nymph's gentle and kind words, and at her touch he shivers, already feeling the twist of arousal wake up his body. She was so beautiful in the light of the glade, the sheer outfit she wore leaving very little to the imagination.
His hand made of flesh and bone gently covers her own as it dances over his bare chest. The prosthetic, made of a soft and supple wood, moves just as naturally as his other arm. He cups her cheek tenderly, gazing into her eyes. His own expression is conflicted, even with the heat of desire smoldering in his eyes.]
I have... [He admits in a low rumble.] but, are you sure? You've already done so much for me — helping me with this fight.
“Well, I suppose that remains to be seen. I suppose it depends on how good these films are.” He hadn’t actually intended on doing anything of the sort when he sat down, but she doesn’t need to know that. Besides, who knows what kind of trick the resort might play once the show starts? “If it offends you, I could find someone to help me instead. Would that be better?”
Loki just narrowly manages to keep the smirk from his face as he waits to see how she might react to that one.
Still keeping a straight face, he cocks his head to the side and raises an eyebrow in curiosity. She sounds almost defensive about being new, which is a first for Loki. Lots of people are new here. He smiles when she continues though, a real one even. “Ah good, so there are people from your home here then? Or just meeting the right people first off?”
Part of Loki is a little jealous of people who have friends here from before. He misses his own quite a lot, even if he wouldn’t want to have to see those he cares about trapped here as well. “Unfortunately, yes. Though not as long as some of the more seasoned guests. There are people that have been here for an untold amount of time, but I have only been here for about a year and a half.”
wildcard, pirates of the booty bein: on slutty tides
[ The outfit is kind of cool, but otherwise Nami is not at all into this cheesy "pirate" themed movie she’s been coerced into being a part of. For the sake of her precious and quite hefty balance of chips, however, she’s got her lines mostly memorized and is ready to get this over with. If the movies that she’s encountered in the resort prior to this are anything to go by, a believable performance isn’t exactly on anybody’s mind. Just like with everything else at the Peacock, only one thing matters, so she doesn’t feel that bad when the door to her “cell” opens, and she’s handcuffed before being escorted through a set dressed to look like the inside of a ship by burly extras.
With a huff that’s more exasperation than it is a show of fright and effort, she’s all but pushed through the doors of what’s supposed to be the captain’s quarters. They bang shut, making her straighten with a start as a lock clicks into place behind her. Nami’s eyes widen slightly after they land on Red, clad in what she assumes must be this version of a Marine uniform. It’s definitely not a bad look either; she’s always been weak for a beautiful woman in an official-looking ensemble, even if encountering Red (especially dressed like this) is always reason enough to make her flush, just a little.
Staring for a beat too long makes whoever is behind the camera clear their throat, giving Nami the nudge she needs to actually pick up her awkwardly missed cue. ]
I won’t tell you anything. [ She starts, putting a dramatic little quiver into her voice, as she takes a few steps back, her breasts rising and falling with the force of her theatrically panicked breathing ]
You’ll never find the treasure, no matter what you do to me!
(resentment, she can understand that. they'd likely call for a break, to set up for the next scene when they felt ready. it wasn't necessary to do things their way, or so she felt whenever it came to how the resort works. they're already in a precarious spot with the cameras on them. waiting, watching, and too willing to capture what they believe would be fantastic moments. things to broadcast for the guests and those unfortunate to be shuffled in to see. the thought is irritating, but there's little that can be done. so maybe, seeing that way her eyes shine with affection doesn't help cellinia. not from how she almost feels like she hasn't been the same since last month, despite the way that she tries to ignore it.
but it's better to be more natural than play along in this scenario they're in, that felt better than being forced. that's what she believes while cellinia has her eyes on the other woman. she'll give her that much, that she can pull it off with the look they forced on her.)
Nothing personal, it's just how I am.
(but enough about that, about the characters in this film forced upon them. what she does is, cellinia notices the hesitation. it's brief, but there. the leotard is on the thin side so she can feel it, the gentle skim of red's hand along her side. that familiar heat from touch and being touched while straddling the other woman from their current position.
a reward. maybe not performing so soon, who knows, they might take what they're both leaning towards. she doesn't know. not while cellinia after a brief pause does know what red means from how close their faces are. one flushed, the other hiding it somewhat better than expected. but she's always been like this, hiding things that is, whenever the wolf decides to relent to the change of script they're doing further.)
I can do that, since you kept up with me.
(and then, a kiss. on camera. as annoying as the idea that they're having to do this on camera is, she's taking it much better with red. there was this for them. if she had to kiss a random stranger that she hardly knew? cellinia almost surely would not be as into it.)
[ Red has no idea how she keeps getting dragged into these. It's the third (or fourth) "film" she's been volunteered for. Although this one is a little different. She's been put into a very sexily cut sort of uniform - plunging neckline, some sort of bodice to push her chest up, a ridiculous skirt and thigh high boots. Not to mention the hat. She's sure she looks utterly ridiculous, but the point is to show off skin. She's been settled into what looks like a cabin - there are big "windows" behind her, ostensibly showing off a seascape as the "ship" sails along.
Of course with a title like "Pirates of the Booty Bein: On Slutty Tides" she wasn't sure what she expected. She hasn't even had a chance to skim the script, she's just been told that she should be "domineering". Great. So her expression is entirely un-amused when Nami appears. She starts for a moment, stares, and then tries to clear her throat, shoving to her feet as the prompter starts blasting lines at her. ]
Oh, you'll talk alright-
[ There's a pause as she tries to figure out the best way to approach this. She comes out from behind the desk and strides toward her. ONly the stiffness in her spine and the way she moves her limbs betrays that she's a bit unsure. ]
In fact, by the end of this little session, I daresay you'll be more than willing to do anything I - ah - I ask-! [ A glance toward the camera that she hopes no one notices and then she reaches out to snag the ring in Nami's necklace (collar?) and somewhat awkwardly tugs her toward the cabin table. As they move, she manages a low mutter. ]
[ That's the trick with this place. Or maybe just the way it is. They have to find little ways of pushing back. They have to find the cracks, the places where they can take space for them. Even now. Maybe especially now. There's a pause as she watches Cellinia and she hopes (wills) that she'll understand, that maybe they can find something in this dumb, horrid place and this dumb performance for just the two of them, no matter who ends up seeing this. She doesn't know what to call this emotion. Affection, certainly. Beyond that - who knows?
She leans in, up and she kisses Cellinia. It's slow and easy and perhaps lacks some of the fire they really want, but it's not for them. It's not for the character. It's for her and the woman settled into her lap. A bid to keep them both sane, a bid to express just what she thinks of her in the here and now. It lingers and then deepens a little, bit by bit.
If they want to yell cut, if they want to move them to another scene, they can do that. But Red is snatching this moment and holding on to it for as long as she can. Her grip tightens, her arms wind around Cellinia and she cradles her close.
The rest of the world isn't there for a few heartbeats. But she's going to have to come back to reality eventually. ]
The other roles are easy to overlook, but 'Prince Charming' directly above 'deranged serial killer'? You were certainly not very princely the last we met.
[ It is ridiculous that she's the one who's expected to get the upper hand on Scott, and yet somehow, those are the roles they've been given, and he's been good enough to let her wrestle him to the ground.
Straddling him like this is in the script, and obviously meant to be as suggestive as the very tiny blue latex mini dress she's been given to wear as the evil villainess in this is, but she’s comfortable around Scott; enough that this is kind of fun.
After the direction tells her to have her way with her captive, and Scott offers her the out of calling it a wrap there, Nami almost laughs in response. She ducks her head close enough that her lips brush against his while her hips give a pointed little shimmy, slight, but enough that he’ll be able to feel her grinding against the line of his cock through his pants. ]
You think I'm ever going to really want that? [ Nami stays close, using the excuse of kissing him to extend the same courtesy. While she’s pleased enough to be here, even with the creepy camera rolling, Scott may not be. ] Are you okay?
[Growled in retort as Bakugo ducks around another rack of clothes. It's like dodging fucking traffic in here! Yato's retort continues needling him. He has no idea what this guy's abilities are or how tough he is. But he never approaches a challenge with the idea he'll lose in his head. Doing so means you've already lost! Death broached as a topic, he's gonna probably have to explain that shit to him before their first meeting here's up. Great. Another fun conversation.
Where the hell's the end of this set? He twists to the side and avoids a set of dancers rushing to their next appointment. Mixing old-school sandbags and crosshatch rigging with modern wires and hydraulics, seems like every method of theater and movie making is in use back here. Yato better keep up because Bakugo's not (often) keeping tabs on his tagalong's whereabouts.]
No. I assume it feeds on our energy and emotions. [As headcase as it sounds, it makes the most sense compared to their alternatives. Maybe those who got turned to stone got "digested" in a sense, but Bakugo knows they've simply been sent back home. He won't accept any other result.] Stop messing with that; no one's gotten those things off even if they can lop off a damn hand or limb.
[ Oddly, Red's awkward delivery puts Nami at ease. It’s consoling to not be the only one who’s making it up as they go. For Red’s sake, she tries to roll with it, seemingly oblivious to the stilted delivery of the other woman’s lines when she gasps dramatically after she promises Nami that she’ll talk ]
No, never!
[ Her voice sounds so fake, Nami has to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing before she arches her back towards Red as the other woman pulls on the ring connecting her top to the collar around her neck, her breasts lifting upward invitingly despite the feigned hesitance she puts on those few steps forward. ]
No matter what you do, I swear I’ll never tell you. [ When Red stops the ruse long enough to murmur an apology, Nami keeps her response subtle, letting her steps falter briefly so her hip bumps against Red’s in a brief, wordless acknowledgement, before she’s hustled over to the edge of the table and their act can resume. ]
"Some of them are, yeah." Sanji smiles at her as gently as he can, matching the tone of his voice. As much as he hates that their crew is separated— and he hates it enough that there's always a piece of his heart that's smoldering with rage at the House— the rest of his feelings are complicated. "It's nice, having people I can trust around, but by the same measure, I don't really love anyone I care about being trapped here, too, you know? Happy that the others aren't around, though. I wouldn't wish this shitty resort on anyone."
For all that he resents this place, though, it's impossible to not be a little glad that he's not here alone, without any of his crew to anchor him in place.
"Easy… nah. I guess— you just get a sense, after a while, for when someone's new. This place is confusing, and it's easy to get overwhelmed." It does help that she's already talked to someone else about what this place is. "Just—you'll get used to it, you know? Not sure if that's comforting or not, but it won't seem so overwhelming in a few weeks."
His smile is as reassuring as he can make it as he glances over at her, feeling how tightly she grips his arm. It doesn't worry him, exactly, but he can tell something's bothering her. It's almost an instinct that moves his other hand and gently covers hers with it. "You'll see. Like it or not, everyone adjusts and gets used to life here."
[ Said with enough confidence, anybody will believe anything. Case in point: Haru has no idea what he's talking about, and yet here he is, completely in charge of another person's makeup. It will be a miracle if Fuuta walks out of this room recognisable.
Haru seems happy to have gotten his own way however, and he is not immune to his own unwavering confidence; of course he's going to do a great job, even though he barely knows what he's doing. He hums happily, taking out a miscellaneous pot of iridescent powder. Obviously since he's taken the lid off, he spills a bunch immediately everywhere. ]
Oops.
[ Ah well... He dips a powder puff into what's left in the pot, and what he's spilled all over his hand. ]
This is not G'raha's first time on this particular set, but it's the first time he's had a chance to actually stand there in the Fairy's Forest in quiet awe. It's rather like a mix of Lydha Lran and the Rak'tika Greatwood, at least what he saw of them on his travels before helping to found the Crystarium. Still looking as he did during that time, complete with crystals crawling up the sides of his neck and onto his face and a crystal arm, he stands almost too close to a swath of almost prismatic flowers. They look rather like Elpis flowers, but he knows from prior experience on this sprawling production that the pollen has certain side effects.
He knows that the script says he isn't here for the dragon, this time around, but waiting for the arrival of a villainous lord in such a beautiful place does seem... well, not entirely odd, given his experiences on the First. So long as he's not shot whilst in the midst of making a grand sacrifice, though, he'll be just fine.
He drifts toward a stretch of brilliant blue blooms rather than the snuggleblossoms, and crouches down to delicately pick one, and he pushes back his heavy hood to let his ears spring free-- and to tuck the flower into his hair, tipped with pale blue as it is. It is difficult, still, for him not to feel the weight of his time as the Exarch when garbed as such; as such, he grunts with a touch of strain as he stands up straight once more.
Only to whirl around at the rustle of movement on the far side of the clearing a beat later. Has his co-star finally arrived? "I thought that I might encounter you here," G'raha says, even before a tall form can step out of the shadow of great boughs.
Shopping? For clothing? I am used to finding a weaver or leatherworker and commissioning them for a garment. Or, since my arrival here, simply using what the closet deemed fit to provide me.
That is very kind of you to say, Zoro. :) I do not believe I am familiar with how suits look in this world, but I look forward to seeing you in one all the same!
[Since he's lacking his own, it stands to reason the kid would be, too. Except that he seemed perfectly capable of creating explosions back in the trailer. Hmm... Maybe he shouldn't goad him so much in that case. Still, maybe he had firecrackers or something? Stranger things have already happened, that's for sure.
Hopping right through a rack of clothes rather than go around it, Yato can't help ogling said dancers a little bit, with their sparkly attire and feathered headdresses. It really is like a maze in here, with shit everywhere and hardly any open space that isn't being used in some manner or form. Thankfully Yato is nimble and flexible, dodging people and props alike.]
Oh, well that's not so bad, then. Provided it doesn't suck us dry. You sure don't seem like a husk, though~ [Given that ayakashi feed on negativity, it's not too bonkers of a notion to him. What's weirder is the watch, honestly. He gives it a final shake before giving up.] Seriously? Is it like... one of those GPS thingies?
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