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Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our new inn for all new arrivals. Wildcards are invited to enjoy rest and relaxation while getting to know their fellow inn patrons. Current guests are encouraged to make reservations at the inn for some self-care. Prices are discounted to celebrate the new year.
All patrons have exclusive access to new additions at Crane's Respite and Heron's Retreat. The inn itself also provides a unique experience unlike anything else in the Golden Peacock.
We aim to have all guests moved into their suites as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience! 】
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[ in all honesty, the massage session is the least strange out of everything jeralt has experienced so far. thinking about how he's here and not bleeding out in a field makes his head hurt—it can't be explained, and he's positive that whatever managed to bring him here has nothing to do with rhea or the church, or anything else he's familiar with. he'd made his peace with his fate, but it seems, as always, there's something more in store for him. there's not much else he can do besides going along with it, adapt and blend in and try to make some sense of what he's supposed to do now that he has more time.
thankfully, a massage is straightforward enough, even if he distinctly doesn't remember going for the happy endings package, or whatever it was called. it's been a long time since he's gotten any sort of relief in this way, to the point where even the masseuse says something about his tight muscles rather than the scars scattered all over his body. more importantly, it very much becomes less relaxing the longer the session goes on, up until the masseuse leaves and he's left alone with someone else.
he doesn't immediately answer maruki, pushing himself upright. getting to his feet feels a little less steady than it should (which is concerning enough on its own), and when he picks up the bottle of leftover oil, things start falling into place. jeralt frowns and brings it closer to take a sniff— ]
Something in the oil. [ and immediately sets it back down again when he gets hit with the sweet scent. dryly, ] Something tells me that waiting won't make it go away.
He didn't get a good look at the person already in the room when the staff ushered him in, murmuring about what a nice pair they'd make. The room was already darkened, only a dim amber blow from the tealight candles, and he'd been eager to lay down and relax. But now, hearing the deep, gentle rumble to those words–
He lifts his head, fumbles for his glasses, and the shape of an absolute mountain of a man quickly sharpens. ]
Oh, you're–
[ Tall. More muscular than him by a wide margin. Rugged, dozens of stories waiting to be told in those scars.
Maruki swallows hard, finds his throat entirely dry. His head is getting cloudier by the second, and the words tumble out before he can stop them. ]
I wasn't expecting to see someone quite so handsome.
[ He has just enough of his mental faculties left to immediately flush bright red at how forward that was, hastily sitting up, trying in vain to cover his oiled body with the thin blanket folded at the end of the table. He ends up clutching it in his lap, thin chest rising and falling rapidly as he stares at the man with wide, wild eyes. ]
S-sorry! I mean, you took me by surprise, that's all...
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v, i'm not a coward
thankfully, a massage is straightforward enough, even if he distinctly doesn't remember going for the happy endings package, or whatever it was called. it's been a long time since he's gotten any sort of relief in this way, to the point where even the masseuse says something about his tight muscles rather than the scars scattered all over his body. more importantly, it very much becomes less relaxing the longer the session goes on, up until the masseuse leaves and he's left alone with someone else.
he doesn't immediately answer maruki, pushing himself upright. getting to his feet feels a little less steady than it should (which is concerning enough on its own), and when he picks up the bottle of leftover oil, things start falling into place. jeralt frowns and brings it closer to take a sniff— ]
Something in the oil. [ and immediately sets it back down again when he gets hit with the sweet scent. dryly, ] Something tells me that waiting won't make it go away.
THANK YOU FOR MY LIFE AS ALWAYS
He didn't get a good look at the person already in the room when the staff ushered him in, murmuring about what a nice pair they'd make. The room was already darkened, only a dim amber blow from the tealight candles, and he'd been eager to lay down and relax. But now, hearing the deep, gentle rumble to those words–
He lifts his head, fumbles for his glasses, and the shape of an absolute mountain of a man quickly sharpens. ]
Oh, you're–
[ Tall. More muscular than him by a wide margin. Rugged, dozens of stories waiting to be told in those scars.
Maruki swallows hard, finds his throat entirely dry. His head is getting cloudier by the second, and the words tumble out before he can stop them. ]
I wasn't expecting to see someone quite so handsome.
[ He has just enough of his mental faculties left to immediately flush bright red at how forward that was, hastily sitting up, trying in vain to cover his oiled body with the thin blanket folded at the end of the table. He ends up clutching it in his lap, thin chest rising and falling rapidly as he stares at the man with wide, wild eyes. ]
S-sorry! I mean, you took me by surprise, that's all...