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TDM 01: TAKE 2

▶ TEST DRIVE 3.0 IS LOCATED HERE
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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.
Unfortunately, due to high demand during the holiday season, we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We deeply apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding during this time.
As a token of our appreciation we have issued 4 CLOTHING VOUCHERS and 4 FOOD VOUCHERS to your account that can be used at many of our locations. Complimentary chips have also been applied to your bank account.
You will be notified as soon as your reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We sincerely hope you enjoy your stay. 】

EVENS
EVENS



Soft. Warm. Cozy.
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is gentle, a considerately low sound when rousing newly arrived wildcards while a small vibration tickles the wrist. Satin sheets slide with the lazy stretch of legs. Bedding shuffles. The room is a comfortable temperature but … for some reason, it’s maybe a touch too warm? And cramped?
As characters rouse from their slumber (or otherwise blink into awareness) they will find that they are now in a shitty resort room. They have been temporarily allocated a rank 2 suite. These suites are small and the twin bed takes up the majority of the space inside. Walkable area is minuscule. There is no decor or window. All characters are naked, wearing only a white terrycloth robe knotted at the waist. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
But perhaps that’s not the most alarming part.
They’re not alone.
All characters will find themselves waking up in pairs. Not only have they woken up in an entirely unknown place, they are pressed up against and/or are cuddling what may potentially be a total stranger. Even if a pair is lucky enough to know one other ... pretty awkward waking up together like this, isn't it?
Due to holiday overbooking all characters are required to share a room while the backlog of reservations are processed. Some of these rank 2 suites may even have three temporary residents if you’re feeling spicy.
The resort is truly sorry that they overbooked during the holiday season. This is unprecedented. They have never before seen the house bring in so many new guests at once. Without even a heads up for the staff. It’s like being middle management isn’t worth it! For the sake of avoiding headaches and customer complaints, wildcards will find that each room has an included a gift basket as an apology for the inconvenience.
Wildcards that explore outside will find staff running around like frenzied hens. These employees will encourage wildcards to go wash up in the bathroom, a communal space with plenty of free supplies for newcomers. The communal bathroom is a clean area with multiple open showers, sinks, and water closets. Wildcards will find shelves stocked with basic toiletries and clean towels. They will also find other general bathroom amenities available for use like hair dryers, face masks, scrub brushes, combs, razors, toothbrushes, q-tips, and so on.
All facilities inside the communal bathroom aside from the toilets are open concept and there is no separation based on gender (or anything else). Everyone is expected to share.
Some of the staff will pity these poor new guests that have had their reservations pushed out. They will show characters the way to one of the small supply closets that are used by cleaning staff. The closet is small but fully stocked with linens, extra toiletries, pillows, robes, slippers, and yellow Golden Peacock tracksuits in a full range of sizes. They will encourage wildcards to take whatever they want before running off again.
But those that aren’t careful might find themselves in an interesting predicament.
Wildcards will find that the hallways of the basement are chilly and narrow. Heading to the end of the hallway will reveal a stairwell where they can ascend to check out the main resort. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
ODDS
ODDS



A bird cries in the distance. Water beads trickle down chilled flesh. Itch itch itch—something pokes your bare ass.
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
“Yes, brilliant idea, it’s a naked party! Whoohoo! Come on everyone. Take your clothes off. All of them! Naked party, naked party, naked party!”
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
The beep of the Watch is as gentle as it was for the new arrivals that didn’t wake up on the cold hard ground but the sound blends into the rustle of leaves and the gurgle of the river. Unlike their luckier colleagues, some wildcards have unexpectedly woken up in the middle of lush vegetation. Oops! That was a miscalculation. No details are given other than the above message and a follow-up message explaining GAME 52.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale will be completely naked and without a resort robe to cover up. Lost amid thick bushes, mushroom clusters, and towering trees, it doesn't feel like they're in a resort at all. Isn't this a rainforest? By all accounts, this is a rainforest.
Those that wake in the Vale will have to make their way through the rainforest to find the exit. Really, so unexpected! This was not what we had in our system at all. It must be overloaded from high demand. Our apologies. Please don't complain.
Laughter rings throughout the forest. Footsteps echo. Branches snap. There are other people around aside from you naked newbies. If eavesdropped upon, wildcards may pick up on what these guests are cawing about. It sounds like they’re playing some kind of game.
Wildcards that wake up in the Vale may unwittingly stumble into one of the resort’s popular roleplaying games: Sexy Hunter 💕 and 💕 Sexier Prey.
There are numerous booby traps set around the forest. The goal of the game is to trap your prey and take them home for kinky fun and these guests weren't expecting newbies to suddenly drop in! The traps won’t hurt anyone but they will put them in some embarrassing positions.
After braving the elements and surviving booby traps, these wildcards may finally find civilization. The lounge pagoda where many of the long-standing guests are hanging out and enjoying drinks is comfortable and connected to a bathroom where characters can themselves clean up. In contrast to the naked muddy wildcards, the guests on the pagoda are dressed in trendy and elaborate clothing.
They stare at the newly arrived nude wildcards before breaking into shouts of glee and approval.
These NPCs will shed their clothing and begin to skinnydip in the pools and river. They will chase each other—and wildcards! Wildcards will find themselves surrounded by an orgy. They will encourage wildcards to join in on the fun and offer them food and drink to get into the mood.
Wildcards will find the exit out to the central hub and elevator bank behind the pagoda. Welcome to the Golden Peacock!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Characters will wake up in either a rank 2 room or in the Vale. We ask that you pick one arrival for your character for consistency sake. If you can't choose we suggest using an RNG and letting it pick evens or odds.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.
▶ Characters in the Vale do have a room assignment as well. They can eventually find their way there after their journey, the poor things.
▶ All characters have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort.
▶ Players should mod random NPCs as they like.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Do whatever your little hearts desire.

MAIN LOBBY
MAIN LOBBY



The Peacock is buzzing with excitement! The massive main lobby is especially spectacular with golden streamers, dazzling lanterns, glittering ornaments, and cheerful music. There doesn’t seem to be one particular holiday being celebrated with the general theme being winter and holiday. An amalgamate like this resort simply couldn’t select one thing and had to go for everything (more is always better). The hallways and aisles are packed with streams of guests in ostentatious outfits. One can’t swing a cat without hitting someone*.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
"Have you all heard about the Peacock’s annual wish tradition? No? I’m an old-timer around here, let me tell you … see those little jars hanging amongst the lights? You’re supposed to write down your heart’s desire on a piece of paper and stick it into the jar. Then, take a match and light it on fire. They say if you do that you’ll get your desire within the next 12 months. Me? I’m wishing for an older babe, a high rank babe, to become my sugar momma… what, doing it together with someone? Sure. They say that if you do it with someone you’ll have a fated connection forevermore. So don’t do it with someone you don’t like, hah!"
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
*No cats were harmed in the making of this TDM. We love cats.
There are sprigs of mistletoe above many of the hallways and doors. Surprisingly, the mistletoe have no supernatural abilities whatsoever, but guests that spy two people beneath the mistletoe together will point and demand they kiss. It’s tradition. Don’t be a downer during the festive season. Succumb to the peer pressure.
Hallways are also decorated with vases of poinsettia flowers. Nothing is amiss about these flowers during day hours, but during late night hours they will pick themselves up and trade vases with each other.
They are polite flowers and try to change when there are no guests around but don’t always manage to do it discreetly. Wildcards may notice something gold glinting in the roots of the scrambling poinsettias. Wildcards who manage to grab these flowers and comb through their roots can collect a simple gold ring (along with shivers of, iyaaaa, we just met, so bold).
Birdbucks is likewise getting into the winter spirit. Despite there being no weather in the resort they are offering seasonal hot drinks! Prices aren’t any cheaper than usual but the quality is better than their standard coffee. They are offering four new delicious new flavors: Buttered Honey Rum Coffee, Peppermint Mocha, Gingerbread Cinnamon Latte, and Rainbow Cookie Cappuccino.
These drinks won’t do anything other than make one wired from all the caffeine, but guests are encouraged to enjoy them around one of the fireplaces set up throughout the main hallways. Many people are snuggling up to the fire while nursing a Birdbucks drink and telling stories. A great way to get to know your fellow guests! Each fireplace is surrounded with festive cushions, beanbags, pillows, and blankets.
Wildcards will find that that loud guest isn’t lying. Many small glass jars hang alongside the fairy lights and there are multiple tables with paper, pens, and matches.
Guests are scribbling down their desires and stuffing them into the jars, watching with glee as the lit paper crumbles to ash. Couples who put their desires in the same jar are said to have a fated connection forever after so many couples can be found following the tradition. Nothing happens right away ... but who knows? It may prove to be true later.
RED CARDINAL
RED CARDINAL



Those looking to escape from the crowds will find respite in Red Cardinal. Despite being busier than usual, this particular bar remains serene with guests calmly enjoying food and drink. The decorations are minimal with a few red hanging paper lanterns. The proprietress, a handsome woman in her forties, works the bar while watching all guests with an eagle eye. Guests can be loud and out of control in the hallways; they aren’t going to behave that way in her bar.
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
Due to limited space, all wildcards that come alone looking for a meal will be seated at a two-top table with another wildcard. The menu for the holiday season is preset. All dishes are cooked by the proprietress's own hands, so the aroma has the comforting spice of homemade. She fully expects these wildcards to eat every single morsel. To leave any dish with scraps would offend her.
"Full? What do you mean, full? Look at you. You're so thin! Eat up, don't leave anything behind. Is my food not good enough? What's wrong with it?"
Guests that do not manage to finish the entire holiday spread will be bullied into washing dishes in the kitchen. The amount of dishes to be washed is massive. There is no dishwasher so it must all be done by hand. Wildcards sent to kitchen duty will not be allowed to leave until every dish is scrubbed clean. It's the least they can do after insulting her cooking by leaving food on the plate.
Guests that decide to skip the food and set up at the bar will find dozens of sealed wine jars. The proprietress will share that these wines are her personal make that she only offers once a year. She has not labeled the effects of these wines for her own personal amusement. Guests who wish to purchase a jug must select one based on the name written label, without knowing what may have been added into the mix.
Red Cardinal has all the other usual options as well. They carry basic spirits, beer, and other no-fuss drinks. Characters may also order small bar snacks like nuts and chips.
All jugs have a high APV. Drink too much and you may end up sleeping on the floor of the bar!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players can submit five threads where their character collects a gold ring with their application to receive a bonus upon acceptance. Players should include these links beneath their sample with a note that they are for the 5 Gold Ring game.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.
▶ Players may assume that each poinsettia has two rings in their roots so characters may take one each.
▶ If your character writes down a desire and lights it in a jar please keep in mind what that desire was for the future.
▶ Characters obviously can run away from the proprietress if they don’t finish all their food, but she’ll be on the lookout for you miscreants in the future.
▶ Wines can be mixed and matched to blend effects. RIP to that character.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. We encourage players to get creative! Fly free.

LOVE DOVE
LOVE DOVE



Love Dove, the resort's largest department store, is running a massive end of the year sale. All items are between 50% - 70% off, which is a massive bargain for those that are tight on chips!
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
Stepping inside will transport you away from the busy crowds of the main hallways and into several floors of retail magic. Not wanting to be outdone by competitors, Love Dove has pulled out all the stops to impress during the festive season with massive decorations and mannequin set-ups. Large bows and ribbons, boxes done up in shiny paper, trees and candelabras, sparkles sparkles sparkles. There are also several tables set up around the store offering complimentary glasses of wine and chocolate covered strawberries.
Characters will find a section for every kink imaginable in the store. Gaze in wonder upon the wall of strap-ons. Marvel at the wide shade range of the silicone penises. Bask the rainbow of silky lingerie—for both women and men. There are gadgets and gizmos a-plenty, including some design oddities of Love Dove’s own creation that wildcards may never have seen before. The store even has staged areas for guests to try out some of the more elaborate equipment before buying. While it is not encouraged to use anything insertable before buying for hygienic reasons, guests can turn display toys on to test vibration strength and suction power.
Despite being a sex department store, Love Dove also has several departments dedicated to regular clothing and undergarments. Characters will find decent basics like t-shirts, sweatpants, underwear, jackets, jeans, skirts, shoes, and dresses for slashed prices. Don't miss these deals! The sale ends when the winter festivities end.
At the front of the store there is a temporary section with an elaborate display. Wildcards will find Love Dove promoting masks and feathered costumes. They will hand out fliers inviting all guests the holiday masquerade. Drinks! Food! Dancing! A night that you surely won't forget! New guests simply cannot miss this party. Anyone who is anybody is going to be there.
All those who plan attend the masquerade are required to dress up. In the spirit of the season Love Dove is offering especially good sales on these elaborate costumes. For those with simpler tastes, there are also ballgowns and tuxedos in various prints and colors. The most important article is, of course, the mask.
Staff will encourage wildcards to pay particular attention in choosing a mask that resonates with them.
Masks with effects may be purchased and worn in any of the masquerade prompts.
LOVE DOVE (AT NIGHT)
LOVE DOVE ... AT NIGHT



For all the joy that comes with celebrating the holidays, the jubilant atmosphere can evoke loneliness in one's heart. There are many different kinds of loneliness. The melencholy of missing someone that's died. Sorrow from being parted from your family. The ache of watching the one you love celebrating with someone else. The mourning of being left behind by a friend. These feelings are fleeting in the resort—luxury and hedonism are great distractions—but where do they go after that?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
Right now they're manifesting in the sex toys.
Guests browsing Love Dove during night hours will find that some of the sex toys have been possessed by residual loneliness.
Loneliness is a powerful force and it has granted the toys the power to act on their own. Guests had better watch out—as brainless tools gifted a sense of autonomy, all they know to do is fulfill their function.
The sex toys are low level and easy to fight off but please note the you break it you buy it signs posted all over the store. Can you afford to go all out, even with the current deals?
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ How mask abilities manifest in the wearer is totally up to you. For example, the way a Heart mask wearer senses emotions can vary from character to character. There is no one right way to apply the prompt.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.
▶ Consequences for breaking the toys are totally up to player discretion. Have fun.
▶ Toys can be quelled in other ways. If your character has the ability, go for it.
▶ All subprompts are suggestions. Please feel free to get creative! Listen to your heart, when he’s calling for you.

CASINO FLOOR
CASINO FLOOR



The Phoenix Casino has been transformed into a winter wonderland. Trademark royal blue has been replaced by shades of gold and white with pops of bright red lanterns. Guests in elaborate masks and costumes mesh together and then part, reveling in pretending to be someone else for a little while.
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
All have dressed to impress, sparing no expense in dripping themselves in precious gems and metals. Some of the guests are treated like gods—these are the royal rank guests and the difference in treatment from the rest of the crowd is palpable. These dazzling celebrities take up much of the spotlight, laughing loudly at card tables and shooing away anyone too low of a rank to breathe their air. They don't bother to hide their identities. Why, when they have the best of everything?
There are several game tables set up where crowds are playing and betting. Wildcards are encouraged to join in on the fun and given some grace from social judgement because they have no official rank yet. Some wildcards may even find guests making eyes at them over the table. After all, who knows if the house has been watching and decided that they’re a favorite? Today’s wildcard can be tomorrow’s new 10 rank.
Wildcards may participate in dice games, card games, and roulette in the main casino. Most other typical casino games have been shelved in favor of the special events in private game rooms.
The buffet is massive and decadent. Dishes like lobster and caviar, cuts of filet mignon, kobe beef with white truffles, oysters chilling on real diamonds, bluefin tuna, matsutake mushrooms, pule cheese, and so on. The dessert table is likewise exorbitant with elvish honey cakes, black watermelon, macarons, petit fours, chocolates, eclairs, tarts, soufflé, and flan all sprinkled in edible gold flakes. Dishes may contain aphrodisiac at player discretion.
The bar isn’t lacking either. The resort has created three specialty cocktails for the masquerade. While regular cocktails and spirits are available, staff will encourage guests to give these limited time drinks a try.
Wildcards and long-standing guests aren’t the only ones in attendance. Phantom hands have crashed the party and are phasing through the casino. To be fair, they’re always in the casino. It isn’t crashing if it’s their stomping grounds, right?
The phantom hands are mischievous and in the mood to get into trouble. They will be pinching the waists and asses of guests, tugging on clothes, knocking over glasses, and generally be a nuisance. Their favorite trick is to pin the blame for their crimes on someone else. If they’re not careful, wildcards may be the target or the scapegoat for some of these pranks!
GAME ROOMS
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The resort has arranged for four special events during the masquerade. These events take place in private rooms away from the bustle of the main party. There is no advertising about what is in each room and many guests are swept into the momentum. Highly trained staff tending to the door will be quick in prepping wildcards who wander in, giving them little time to realize what exactly they’ve stumbled into before it begins.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players should mod NPCs and dealers as they like. Characters may win big with medium and large payouts when gambling. They can also lose big as well!
▶ Game managers and staff assisting setting up special games should also be freely modded as needed.
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▶ Game managers and staff assisting setting up special games should also be freely modded as needed.
▶ Feel free to make up other special games as well! Players, as always, are encouraged to be creative and have fun.
OOC NOTES
▶ BLANKET CW: dubcon; nudity; sex toys; aphrodisiacs; alcohol; altered states; gambling; gloryholes; chastity play; bdsm; petplay; very sexy characters doing sexy things
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reno ⚡ final fantasy vii
u better give them that money back or i'll get scared of captchas
The second one lands and Roche's brows go up with the oohs and ahhs. Alright, yeah, he can get behind that one. He studies them for a few moments as Reno speaks, then without hardly missing a beat he reaches an arm out in a silent invitation. C'mere. ]
Oh, I'm touchy about it but not like that.
[ But since he's offering? Shucks, man. He'll meet him halfway and brush part of his hair away, as well as leaving the offer open to toy with it himself if Reno really wants the reins. Who is he to judge, huh? ]
Let's give these lovely people a show and whet their appetites, shall we?
i will give u the honor of a quick and painless death (so u dont have to be scared of captchas)
[ he sure does want the reins, thank you very much! if anyone ought to know the glorious benefits of keeping your hair long and lovely like this guy seems to, it'd be Reno. keeping it pulled back is just for convenience, both in the "keeping it out of my face" sense and in the "here's a free leash" sense. it's not often he lets it down, but if he does around anyone else, it's typically to offer exactly what Roche is offering now: something to get a nice, big handful of and pull on.
now, to be fair, when Reno leans into Roche's space (instantly and without so much as a flicker of "new person shyness," arm curling behind his shoulder to plunge his fingers into what hair there still is at the side and back of Roche's neck to gather it into his fist, he doesn't exactly pull so much as grab. just a nice, firm hold for the fun of it, and so he can gradually, ever so gradually, coax his head back as he moves along. "lick neck" is a bit unspecific (another fun aspect to this game—everything's up to interpretation), and Reno chooses to interpret the instructions by licking a long strip all the way from nearly the collar of his shirt all the way up to his jaw, exhaling hotly as he goes. then, just to add a little pizzazz to it (they've got an audience after all), he ducks back down to blow over the damp streak with a cool breath. it'd give him goosebumps, if their positions were reversed.
then his fingers loosen in that luxurious mane as he leans back again, his grin addled by alcohol, but not so much that he doesn't look like he knows exactly what he's doing. the crowd at the table, for their part, is at least somewhat mollified. this is entry-level sexy shit. they're still parched. ]
That was good for me, but Iiii dunno, I think we can get even showier. If the dice say so, I mean.
uwu
When he finally feels the wet drag of his tongue, Roche's own fingers twist into the side of Reno's shirt and another laugh slips out only to be swallowed up by another pleased breath. Well, shit. This one knows what he's doing, doesn't he? And if he wasn't mistaken Roche almost swears he felt a brush of teeth just before he'd pulled back and... Gods.
A shiver runs down the length of his spine to settle at the small of his back. ]
Do my ears deceive me or are you threatening me?
[ With a good time, duh. His eyes flick up to meet another table-goer and while keeping his arm tight around Reno's waist, he reaches out to pick the dice up and passes them over. Someone might bend the rules a little but let him have a turn or two to think, okay?
And maybe get his shit luck to rub off on someone else, which. It does. Grab, knee. Good thing that wasn't him, huh? ]
Or... maybe you're just trying to rev my engine. Which is it?
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Why not both? You into danger, slick? 'Cause I am.
[ a twirl of his finger through Roche's hair, then he lets it go entirely and eases back. maaaan, it's always the damn blonds. don't get him wrong, he's absolutely not discriminatory in the slightest. he thinks everyone's hot. but god damn, those blonds, especially when they got those blue—eyes.
oh.
yeah, he'd missed it before, but he sees it now, while he's still close, before he makes it back to his chair where he'd half lifted out of it to reach Roche's throat: those veins of green crackling like lightning across the surface of those otherwise pretty blue eyes. he'd know those eyes anywhere, and the flash of recognition is perfectly visible in Reno's own gaze for, oh, a second, maybe two or three. other than that, though, he doesn't miss a beat, settling back into his seat with a languid spread of his limbs.
dude, you aren't wearing pants or underwear, close your fucking legs. (no, shan't.) hey, at least it'll make it sporting if the next person who just had their knee grabbed also gets a knee roll and decides to take it out on him. Reno runs his tongue across his lower lip as if contemplating the taste he just got through savoring. ]
I mean, everybody's just hoping this icebreaker game is gonna help 'em get their dick wet, but if you're hot, the ice just melts. Gets you into deep water a lot faster, y'know?
[ for better or worse. ]
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[ Both figuratively and literally, and as the dice start to slowly make their way around the table Roche plunks his elbow down onto it, drops his chin onto his hand, and studies Reno for a long while. He's only half-aware that some rolls have finally shifted away from knees to harmless little pecks on the mouth because they're still having a giggle over the former, but that's fine — they don't interest him as much as he does, not with those vibrant green eyes fixated on his own. There's something hanging between the two of them that Roche doesn't quite recognize, only that it's... not bad? Yeah, the vibes feel good here, almost like... Fuck. That's what he'd picked up on.
Ozone.
Now that's interesting, isn't it? That particular stink doesn't go away all on its own when it's born from magic. If his interest wasn't already piqued, it sure as shit was now even as he feels someone making a grab for his shoulder. There's no fight in him while the stranger at his opposite side pulls him back just a smidge, Roche's own balance and those oh-so-helpful hands keeping him upright as his chair rocks onto two legs. Sure, Reno's got his full attention but that doesn't mean he's going to be rude about this, you know? Once he's absolutely certain that he's steady, Roche reaches up and back with his free hand for the dice sitting on the table; Kiss, Neck. They're tempted to go for the spot that Reno had already licked, but Roche beats them to the punch and offers up the opposite side as if he means to say that's claimed territory, bub.
And... yeah, he's a little shameless when they plant one just under his jaw. A pleased hum slips out and before they pass the dice back into his palm they steal one more little kiss. Sneaky.
He rolls them around in his palm once, twice, and on the third jostle he offers them and his hand up. Blow? ]
And... yes, by the way. To your first question. I'm into it. Very into it.
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especially when they're eyes fulla Mako. he's already gotten the rundown, people come from other worlds and times and places and whatever, you better believe he spent some time asking around, particularly the staff, but... no, yeah, he's sure of it. eyes like that, they're distinctive. not that it bothers him any, certainly not right now. maybe he's just had too much to drink, but the familiarity is kinda comforting in a fucked up way. ]
Oh, good! Then this is gonna work out great for us. And here I was, worried I wasn't gonna make any friends.
[ leaning in, he gives those dice a little puff, gaze shifting from Roche to the guy behind him. just for a second, but it's a second long enough to give them a jolt of unexplained anxiety they can't explain before it's gone. ]
My luck's great, by the way. You're gonna have fun with whatever this is, guaranteed.
[ famous last (cursed) words. ]
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that is to say, he doesn't typically kiss people he's on a first-name basis with. not if he ever wants to see them again, because next thing you know you've got an attachment on your hands, and that's a liability he doesn't have the time for. Aerith is probably the biggest liability on the entire Planet (and beyond, what world are they even in anymore), but here he is, fully ignoring that. and it's not just the alcohol or any of the other shenanigans he's been up to, even if those might play some part in the ease with which he's kicked responsibility to the curb. it's just, y'know—
who wouldn't wanna kiss Aerith? have you seen her? met her? come on.
and she bites! Reno lets a noise slip through his nose at that, half a laugh and half an oh okay is that how it's gonna be, and bites right back, raking his teeth against her lower lip. his hand makes its way to the back of her head, fingers curling (tight, but not pulling) into soft strands of brown, and his tongue dips past her bitten lip, daring her to bite that, too—and then pulling back at the last second. and alright, fine, he breaks Kissing Etiquette to crack one open and sneak a peek, shoulders shaking with silent laughter. ]
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So Reno was sort-of a friend, except when he wasn't.
So she wasn't at all surprised when that same edge came into play in the kiss. True, she'd started it, but Reno gave as good as he got, and a part of Aerith thrilled at it. Like holding a hand to the fire, seeing how close it took before it burned. It felt good, better than good, sharp teeth and his tongue slick and hot and she was almost dizzy from it—
So of course that's when he pulled away, just when it was getting fun. Aerith had one moment of dizzying excitement and then was left glaring up at him when she realized he's stopped. Her face was as red as her favorite jacket and the look in her eyes clearly promised payback.]
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could be naughtier, though. could always be naughtier. ]
Sorry, were you getting into it? I couldn't tell! Geez, and here I was worried you'd be bored. "It's just a kiss," she says.
[ it kinda looks like the audience might have been getting into it too if the way they all seem to be on the edge of their seats, tittering, is any indicator. Reno spares a glance around, and without an ounce of shame to his name, he's completely casual about how he leans back into his own orbit again, back in his chair instead of half in Aerith's, with nothing more than a quick swipe of his tongue over his lower lip to feel out the swell from that bite and any lingering taste. ]
Sooooo... whose turn is it?
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[He gets another shove to the shoulder for his efforts, before she grumbles under her breath in annoyance.]
Give me those.
[She snatches up the dice before anyone could even think to move for them, which garners a loud "ooooooooh!" from the crowd. Clearly this was the first time she'd deigned to join them in their shenanigans, and if they hadn't been at full attention they were now. Shooting one last glare at Reno, she took a deep breath as she shook the dice between her cupped hands, and let them clatter to the tabletop, eyes screwed shut and praying it isn't something embarrassingly dumb.
There's only a moment of silence that lasts as long as a heartbeat before the crowd almost yells in excitement, and Aerith cracks an eye open to see why.
Bite Neck
The look she gives Reno is downright smug.]
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Ohh, man... I'm in trouble now. Yo, you guys with weak stomachs better look away, she's gonna tear me apart. Just look at her, doesn't she look feral? It's always the pretty ones. Trust me; I would know.
[ okay, so maybe he doesn't win any points for that last little smart remark, but the rest? completely fair and valid point. he may be completely positive Aerith is going to do her damnedest to draw blood, but honestly: one, he deserves that, and two?
he relishes the thought.
so he submits without a fight, shaking his ponytail aside and pulling down the oversized collar of his t-shirt just to make it even easier for him. a tilt of the head to expose the pale chord of his neck, and he's accepted his fate, it's fine, he lived a good (terrible) life. ]
Go 'head.
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Aww, but Reno, you can't mean that! I've been nothing but nice so far!
[This is also the sign that she's determining how hard she's going to bite, and his idea that she might literally be out for blood is sounding more appealing by the moment. Go ahead Reno, keep digging that grave, my guy.]
Well, since you offered~...
[How can she POSSIBLY resist when he even leans back and tugs on his shirt collar like that? But if he thinks she's going straight for the kill (literal or otherwise) he is going to find himself very mistaken.
One hand settles on his leg, her fingers sliding up under the hem of his oversized shirt to get a better grip as she leans over, her lips brushing his earlobe and jaw, her bangs and a loose curl tickling his cheek as she whispers. This close it's easy to smell the alcohol on her, see how unfocused her gaze really is.]
Just remember: you started it. No complaining.
[And then her lips are gliding over his neck, tongue dragging across his skin as she looks for the perfect spot and finds it. His pulse is hot beneath her tongue and her head immediately fills with a wonderfully terrible idea. For a moment it just feels like she's going to tease him, circling the spot with the tip of her tongue to taunt him before she gives a playful growl and bites. Not hard enough to draw blood yet, but her teeth will certainly leave a mark as she sucks hard, determined to get a yell out of him before she's done.]
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awww reno, she didn't know you cared!
he used to care and then most of the good eggs started dying u_u
makes perfect sense
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Nahhh, it's not that hard. Come on, you coulda started with "so what are you wearing," that's a classic! Then I would said—
[ a rustle, and the sound (and sight, if he's watching) of some article of clothing hitting the floor. that would be the singular shirt he walked in with, which definitely does not mean, in any way, that it's the end of Reno's slut era. far from it. clearly. ]
"Nothing, your move."
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Most people I know rather be properly courted. [Or didn't bother with any sexy talk. No inbetween. Fontaine folks love a good courting and inmates rather just do the deed and go back to their business. But hey, he isn't without charm.
When he speaks again, it comes out more like a purr.] Monsieur~ You're naked for me, but you still haven't given me what I want. You don't have to be ready for me, you know. [A lick of his lips and he pulls his hand back so the hole is free for the taking.] I promise you that I can help you with it.
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Yeah? Now we're talking. Damn, I'm pretty sure this is the first time anyone's had good fucking manners at a glory hole. And here I thought I wasn't gonna be experiencing any "firsts"!
[ bitch you thought. a step or two closer is all it takes, and wouldn't you know it, it's just about the right height to nudge his cock into the hole as unceremoniously as you please. ]
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[He chuckles a little bit before he straightens his back a bit. There it was, finally. He immediately wraps calloused fingers at the based and gives a few experimental strokes.]
Here I thought you might not be able to put out, but I've been proven wrong it seems. [He blows hot breath on the tip.] Aren't you a good size too.
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Really?
[ he has to be completely and utterly honest: he didn't know that. his voice is still shrill, maintaining that faux feminine cadence, but there's a hint of bewildered curiousity in his inflection. ]
...What are they for, then? [ he asks, fingers idly tracing the hole to see if he can figure it out. his windows xp brain is not processing it. and it gives him more time to deflect -- and book it if he really has to. ]
...I'm just a lady, so I don't really know about these things...
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Oh, man. Okay, so, think about where they are... too low to peek through...
[ this is his best effort at saving "some girl's" delicate sensibilities, but of course he goes and ruins that by making his way over to poke one finger through the hole from his side. as far as demonstrations go, he could've opted to be a lot more crass about it. ]
Guys stick their dick in 'em to get jerked off, see? Or blown, that's where I'd go with it, personally, but that's just me. Oh, and not just guys, I guess. Straps work too, so you don't gotta feel left out. If you're into that.
late with starbucks
She's made up her mind on one thing, and that's that nothing needs to be solved today except he basic needs. She has some food and drink vouchers along with the clothing ones, so, still unfortunately wearing her slut-era tshirt (sleeves rolled in and tied at the waist in attempt to make it look...funny on purpose instead of sad weird prank) and spandex workout shorts, she pops by first floor cafe for hot chocolate to fortify her spirit before going to look for real clothes.
Cocoa in hand, she's leaving when someone steps in her way, causing her to veer left and smack her shoulder straight into someone seated at a high top. ]
Ah, sorry, excuse me--
[ Two things happen simultaneously. The first is that her cunt absolutely clenches, nostrils flaring as she has to steady herself. That clawing need has been there all day, but it's suddenly loud.
The second is that she looks up to see who she's bumped into, and her mouth falls open, anger and shock and confusion all vying within her.
Along with another jolt in her lower regions, and she wants to cover her face as red spreads across her cheeks, because she's imagining climbing into his lap and grinding on him til he moans and takes her. She's never been so repulsed and allured at the same time in her life.
Not to mention, she is absolutely not giving up her virginity to...that.
And yet her legs don't move, and she's eyeing his shirt with flirtatious disdain. ]
You would pick that one. Hear materia isn't working here, so hope you're being careful. No Shinra to bail you out.
[ She clenches and relaxes the fist not carrying the cocoa as she talks. She may not have her materia or gloves, but she can still punch him if he gets mouthy.
Which...makes her cunt clench again.
What the fuck is happening? ]
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second he cranes around to find it's Tifa that hit him, his mouth goes dry. the feeling that surges through him is so familiar, he gives up on pretending he doesn't recognize it on the spot. it takes a second for his brain to catch up with his eyes, and even longer for both of those to catch up with his mouth or the rest of his body, but when it finally does, he plasters on a smile, a little funny around the edges. his throat's flushed worse than it was and he's kinda thankful he's not wearing something that's wide open all the way down to the chest for once. ]
Suits me, right? Yours is good, too. Proud'a you for finally owning it.
[ there's a very distinct mismatch in their attitudes toward each other, and while Reno's always been a damn joker and Tifa... not quite as much, it's not something that escapes his powers of observation, even when what he really is is completely and utterly distracted by the stretch of that top across her chest and how short those shorts are. it's easy for him to come across as something akin to normal when checking her out is exactly what you'd expect out of him, but the hard edge to her words pulls his eyes back up, front and center. maybe she's just on edge. freaked out by all the sin and debauchery. that "Shinra" comment's kinda weird, but... ]
Huh? Yeah, you know me. Careful as can be. What about you? I mean, walking around alone dressed like that, I dunno... maybe you need a chaperone.
[ that's it, Reno. just joke your way through it. you got this. (he doesn't got this. his gaze is already starting to wander again. ]
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Reno may recognize these feelings, but Tifa doesn't; work left her little time to date, and honestly, maybe she'd liked it that way. Regardless, her sense of herself is more than a little underdeveloped, and this restlessness isn't something she's used to.
Which may explain the flush creeping down her own neck, the odd sense of victory surging through her at his clear interest. Wouldn't he like to be invited to touch them?
Which she isn't going to let him. Even if he begs.
Oh, god. The heat that sends through her almost makes her want to grip the table for support.
And why is he...being friendly? She doesn't know him at all, minus, you know, being attacked. ]
I'm a big girl from the big city. I can handle myself.
[ It comes out flirty, though, a wink at the end. It's not false, either. She's walked around in a lot worse. Which she almost wishes she was wearing. ]
It's crowded in here. I was thinking of finding one of those nooks with the fireplaces to finish my drink. [ And the high back chairs, and the privacy screens. ] Since you're feeling so chivalrous today, you can escort me.
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as if looking is going to fix this. ]
You kiddin'? I'm chivalrous all the time! Gimme a sec, think mine's almost ready.
[ it's a chance for a breather. for him, maybe, but not for her. he gives off that same scent in waves just from turning his head back to the counter. they'd been taking forever to get to his order, but of course now he barely has time to suck in a breath and let it out through his nose (which doesn't help, either) before they're passing the coffee over to him. the staff behind the counter can't seem to take their eyes off him, and they make sure to touch his hand when they hand the cup over.
nerves rattled, but rolling with it because what else is he going to do (die, maybe, if he doesn't take the edge off soon), he turns back to Tifa with a crooked little grin and a jerk of his head toward the fireplace. ]
Sooo... you, uh, been here long? Seen your friends yet? Guess you already figured out I'm flying solo.
[ not just because he's clearly without his partner, but he hasn't cottoned onto the time dissonance yet (and it'll probably be awhile before that happens). as they make their way over, it's only happenstance and definitely not on purpose that his hand winds up on the small of Tifa's back, using his shoulder to block some twitterpated passerby from walking right into them.
see? chivalrous. ]
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He blew up the plate. He could have stopped it, and he didn't...all those people...the bar...
But he's brushing past her, and customer and barista alike are oggling him, and now she's scowling for another reason. This was her claim, and she had half a mind to sidle up beside him, take his cock in her hand and kiss him right there.
That image is enough to startle her. Because she would never in her wildest dreams do anything like that. Except now he's smiling at her and it makes her feel light and full of butterflies, even as some distant part of her wants to snap his neck. She follows, near strutting as the others watch them leave together. Is this why people always wanted to be with her? It feels...powerful.
His question, though, puts that rumple back on her brow. ]
I'm not telling you where my friends are or aren't.
[ A world away and he's still trying to find Aerith? Fat chance. But she'll have to tell the other girl to be careful, that the Turks are at it even here. She doubted he was really flying solo. The other two had to be lurking somewhere.
What was she doing? This man was directly responsible for killing thousands of people, destroying her home, and kidnapping her friend. If she was going to be this close to him, she should be putting him in the ground.
Then someone veers too close, and Reno puts himself between them, hand lighting on the small of her back.
And her eyelids flutter, and she leans into the touch. God he smells amazing, and she wants to nuzzle his jaw and put his free hand on her breast and grind her ass against him until he's biting her neck.
Her stomach flips, and a wave of dizziness overtakes her. ]
Not so solo now, though.
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this time, he hesitates. wets his lips, lets out a breath of a laugh, and steps back out of her space. sort of. his hand stays where it is. ]
Okay...? Geez, someone's in a mood today.
[ it's supposed to be a smartass retort to her smartass retort, but it sounds a lot more suggestive than all that. like he's already picked up on the fact that she wants him (he kind of has, subliminally; some people have got a sixth sense for certain things in particular, and Reno's takes the form of "this person's into me") and means to call that out instead of her defensiveness.
as they continue on, he keeps their bodies close, almost enough to bump hips as they walk. ]
I mean, yeah, I'm good with just you for company. Maybe 'cause I know how "hospitable" you are? Or 'cause you're just good company in general. —Here we are, safe and sound. This the end of the line, or are you gonna invite me to sit down?
[ he hasn't led her to a chair or a table, but rather to a squishy, high-backed loveseat not too far from the fireplace that's obviously meant to serve as a cozy little spot for two. deliberate and calculated, but he also hadn't really thought a lot about it. it's mostly cloudy-headed instinct he's acting on now. ]
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