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TDM #16


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« « « ALL ON DISPLAY


It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy.

This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses.

To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues.

... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity.

After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation.

If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your high rise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms.

Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals.

The weather is rather cold and icy.



» » » WALKING TOUR




The cold, icy winter weather has seen to it that there is an unfortunate interruption with the usual city tour for the newest arrivals to Duplicity. Some of the train tracks have a dangerous amount of ice coating them and sections of travel are now unavailable via train.

City officials still believe that the tours are important to integrate new LIERs to Duplicity so they have organised personal walking tours held by current LIERs. New arrivals will be paired with their own tour guide; they can take the suggested path or take their barely dressed charge on a more ad-hoc tour. It might be considerate to let them change into something warmer first!

Important landmarks and checkpoints like Fiddler’s Square, North Park, The Up and Down Courts, the People Zoo and of course S.L.U.T. need to be marked off on the tours but there have also been fun local stores which have set-ups for free samples and information booklets. What order and how people travel to them is up to them.



« « « GALLERIA OF SEX


(CW: exhibitionism, voyeurism, dub/non-con)

One of the stops along these new walking tours is a temporary educational art installation that has been set up to display and talk about the rich variety of kinks that are popular in Duplicity. Newcomers are invited to come inside the building, sit on the human furniture to watch and learn or volunteer to participate themselves.

Each section has local LIERs and graduated citizens there to help walk those new to the program through the displays, explaining the appeal and draw of each kink.

Live demonstrations or performance art are carried out by LIERs who have volunteered, been conscripted or are fulfilling a sentence that would normally land them in the People Zoo. They can and will ask anyone and everyone to step up and be part of the artwork themselves.

Some of the displays set up will feature:
  • Naked Submissives have been bound and posed with their bodies arched in visually pleasing positions. They are surrounded with candles burning around them and guests are invited to drip the hot wax across their bodies to add to the artwork that is their naked skin.
  • Zap your lover or the volunteers with an electrical wand and discover the way it can make the skin tingle and muscles tense in just the right place at just the right moment.
  • The image of cum dripping from a well used Submissive is considering something to appreciate visually so stations have been set up with glory holes and kneeling participants to have their faces and buttocks painted over the course of the day.
  • A variety of whips, canes and paddles have been set out next to padded benches for Submissives to bend themselves over. The marks they leave are something to be proud of.
  • No art display in Duplicity is complete without an ode to bondage, one room will be entirely devoted to participants being suspended from the ceiling, held in positions that will test their stamina and flexibility and leave the most gorgeous bruises.

We encourage players not to limit themselves in regards to what is on display. There are many more kinks than the ones listed, and Duplicity considers all kinds of sexual acts a form of art.

Photo taking is encouraged throughout the exhibition, especially when your own participation is concerned. If you missed the chance to do so, in the moment, you need not worry as the gift shop at the end of the gallery will have many different prints taken over the course of the exhibition available for purchase. Take home a keepsake of your first day in Duplicity.




« « « ICE TO SEE YOU


(CW: exhibitionism)

Winter does make it harder in Duplicity to enjoy all the pleasures of the flesh that could be on offer in the warmer months. Most who live in the city still need to wrap up with many layers when the weather turns so chilly. But that’s not saying that the city can’t find ways to help keep its residents in the mood.

It will first be noticeable to those trying their hand at streaming or posting video footage onto the network. Regardless of a character's state of dress while recording, they will appear completely naked to those watching and no amount of covering up with more articles of material will change that.

Others might see it as they set about on their first days getting used to the city’s layout, glancing into a shop window they will notice their own state of undress in their reflection. You might even see it in a particularly shiny bit of ice but no matter where you look, all reflective surfaces will show everyone in their birthday suits, naked as the day they were born.



« « « BLADES OF GLORY


(CW: exhibitionism, dubcon, drugging)

In a bid to encourage individuals to get out and keep active despite the chilly weather, the city has transformed one of the large tennis courts in the Up into a makeshift outdoor skating rink. In the recreation building attached to the courts-turned-rink the change rooms have been outfitted for people to change into more appropriate clothing. There is also at the front of the building an area to rent skates.

Many who get on the ice see no reason to keep apart, as many contracted couples can be seen holding hands or chasing each other as they skate. In the change rooms it isn’t uncommon to see a bit of hanky panky or people getting off at helping others in and out of their skates. There also seems to be a small hot chocolate stand set up inside the building where characters can buy a warm drink to sip on while taking a break from skating. The drink may leave those that consume it feeling especially warm and frisky, with perhaps a bit of extra energy they need to burn off - skating might not cut it.




« « « MOD & OOC NOTES


Please read carefully.

On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right". When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass". This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice.

To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide: If your character would rather have a dog for a pet they are Dominant. If they would rather have a cat for a pet they are Submissive. If your character is from a canon that has neither, pick the choice you believe they would prefer more.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new tdms with different designations for fun!

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have a good time!!




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monstermanual: (Backed up)

[personal profile] monstermanual 2021-01-18 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Gerard is drawn forward, and continues to hold Arthur's hand even after the door is closed and they stop moving. He squeezes Arthur's hand.

"Yeah. I - had to. You and Eames both vanished," he looks pained at that. "... I thought you'd - gone home I guess. That's what you wanted, so..."
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[personal profile] ragingnature 2021-01-18 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know? Maybe they just stand out somehow?" She shrugs. "They also seem to know when our time to form a contract is coming close to being up and begin pressuring us on it." That's something she doesn't understand either.

"I suppose." She's not sure how to claim more space either. The island has pretty limited space, to begin with. But if allowed she'd turn as much of it to meadow and forest as possible. "At least there are a few gardens around."
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[personal profile] paradoxpoint 2021-01-18 12:40 am (UTC)(link)

There's a sharp intake of breath when Arthur's tender, worn out rear is settled on the padded surface, forced to straddle it as he is. He doesn't have a good response to Eames' words, though, so he doesn't say anything, just mutely glaring down at his arms as his reddened wrists are unbound.

... Eventually, though:

"Jackass."

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[personal profile] thecanarylives 2021-01-18 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
She studies his reaction quietly, returning him with an even look. She'd been prepared to give some kind of excuse - a dom that liked a variety of toys, that kind of thing. But he doesn't ask, and it's either because he knows it's not his business, or he's perfectly intent on turning her in.

Time will tell.

"Sooner the better," she replies, forearms leaning against the counter. She eyes him again a moment. "You're not gonna ask?"
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[personal profile] fail_safe 2021-01-18 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
( York glances down at her feet. Maybe his socks? There was no mention of taking an almost naked person on a tour. York can't see himself doing it either like this.

He looks back up to her. She must be one tough woman. She appears to be taking it all in stride. He doesn't know her well enough to offer a piggy-back ride. )


Come on. Let me know if it gets too bad?

( He nods his head in a direction to the North. There's a little shop that he can get something. Make-shift it up for her. It won't be fancy but it will get her to where she needs to be. )
paradoxpoint: (in a black book)

[personal profile] paradoxpoint 2021-01-18 01:22 am (UTC)(link)

Considering the little Arthur knows of Gerard's past and self-esteem issues and dealing with abandonment in general, Arthur would bet the young man had been pretty devastated at the time. So rather than tugging his hand away, Arthur gives it a light squeeze and jerks his head back, indicating the couches for them to sit and chat.

"For me it's like I'm suddenly Rip Van Winkle. Fell asleep one day and woke up months later." At least unlike the story, it wasn't years...

"How've you been otherwise? You settled in okay with your new contract?"

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[personal profile] perseveraunce 2021-01-18 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Anne blinks at that statement. She hadn't heard that. She has also been distracted. There is so much here that is beyond her scope of knowledge. The lights alone had fascinated her. A simple flick and they turned on. From what she had seen, there was no flame within them. It seemed... magical, which she knew hadn't been a proper sentiment.

"Truly? How barbarous." She squints at the people. Yet she turns away. Anne still hasn't made up her mind if this is some Hell. There is so much improper. There is so much that seems liberating as well. The ability to breath without worry.

Padme. It is not a name that is familiar to her. And what of her own? Like Icarus, Anne had tried to fly to close to the sun. Her wings had fallen. Her family in ruins. Her daughter... Poor Elizabeth. Poor George.

"Anne. My name is Anne. I too have just arrived in this realm."
paradoxpoint: (in a black book)

[personal profile] paradoxpoint 2021-01-18 01:31 am (UTC)(link)

Arthur doesn't look back at her but he does scoff quietly, still skimming through the cards until he finds the one he's looking for, drawing one of the copies out.

"Not my business, is it?" he points out, a brow arched up as he holds the card out for Sara. "This place does more 'specialised' clothing and if they don't carry the materials you'd prefer, they'll order it in."

Sara's not the only one who's gone around looking for alterations for concealed weaponry, after all. Of course Arthur's collected contacts around the city.

"They don't ask questions, but if they ask who sent you, tell them it was Sol."

Edited 2021-01-18 01:31 (UTC)
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[personal profile] monstermanual 2021-01-18 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Gerard gives another nod, moving over to the couch to sit at Arthur's behest. He continues to hold his hand.

He has a lot to think about. Before, time couldn't pass fast enough. He really did like Kavinsky, but he wanted to return to Eames. Arthur's back, though, and this time ... Well, Gerard already has a contract doesn't he? He wouldn't need Eames to rescue him.

So. Great. They can be together. Without Gerard coming around and getting in the way.

"... Yeah," he says softly, sadly. It's not bad. Kavinsky doesn't treat him badly. "I guess so. Well enough. I don't know if you ever met him - Kavinsky?"
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[personal profile] compellingstatement 2021-01-18 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Mm...

[That's... fair, even if Jon doesn't like the answer.]

You somehow became one of the gentry, though? Not just a servant for them. How? Have you stolen any children, yourself?
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[personal profile] overshirts 2021-01-18 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ when stiles was first presented with a set of doors that would take him to a prepped and waiting medical staff, he was beyond disoriented and confused and paranoid, half convinced that he'd been possessed - again - by a trickster spirit, taunting him with hallucinations and riddles and a choice that never really felt like a choice. stiles can't even begin to imagine what it must be like to go through intake and orientation high out of his mind. it makes his stomach hurt a little to even think about it, and he feels an immediate need to just - help this kid in front of him, at least until he's coherent enough to understand what, exactly is going on here. what's happened to him, where he is.

pressing his lips into a thin line, stiles gives marcus a quick once over, appearing to only be half-listening to whatever he's saying, but stiles is actually listening closely while he tries to piece together some kind of plan. he notes the names - saya, maria, billy, all unfamiliar to him - and the odd request for a payphone (when's the last time stiles has even seen a payphone?), and starts to nod to indicate that he's listening, the fingers of his left hand reaching to his opposite elbow. he starts to unroll the cuff of his sleeve, folding it down until it reaches the splint wrapped around his wrist, and then undoes the button at the cuff. ]


Okay, [ he says, nodding again just for extra reassurance. this is - well, it feels like it could be a little dangerous, if things go badly. stiles wants to help this guy, he wants to get him out of the galleria, maybe get him some water and offer a warm place for him to sit and let whatever drugs wear off, but he also doesn't want to overstep any boundaries or seem like he's taking advantage of him, or make him feel, later, like he might owe him a debt. if he thinks about it too much, he'll just start overthinking, so stiles stops himself while he's ahead. water and a warm place to calm down is easy and harmless. ] Well, let's start - let's start with your... friends? How long ago do you remember seeing them? Was it here?

[ stiles shrugs one arm out of his flannel and then starts on wiggling his other arm out, and once he's got it free, he shakes the shirt out a little and then kid of awkwardly offers it to marcus, arm outstretched and left standing in a plain black t-shirt and jeans. ]

Here. I know it's not much, but it's gotta be better than that sad excuse for a dress.
bragnificent: (na na na na na na na na batman)

[personal profile] bragnificent 2021-01-18 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
Sure is.

[ His eyebrows quirk in a vaguely sympathetic, but mostly matter-of-fact, sort of way. Telling it like it is. No point in misleading someone to the harsh reality of Duplicity on their very first(?) day. ]

I mean you get used to it, though I dunno if that helps or not... [ Still grinning sheepishly, with a shrug. ] But trust me, this?

[ Reggie cocks his thumb to their reflections and shakes his head. ]

Is no big deal. [ Then, with a brief nod. ] I'm Reggie, by the way. I take it you're new here?
aonachri: (With the doubts that you've shown)

[personal profile] aonachri 2021-01-18 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
I suppose it depends on what your definition of a 'servant' is, per se! It's a complicated affair, boring and depressing and not really worth ruminating upon. I can tell you the process through which one may become King, if that's what you want to know. It's remarkably simple, mechanically speaking.

No, no, that's not my job. [Other people get to do that, he's busy.] I can make my own, thank you.
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[personal profile] incubo 2021-01-18 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ finch pulls his shirt up over his head--chest thin and tattooed like his arms, both nipples pierced--then pushes his shorts down his hips, kicking them off, leaving him just in the thigh-high boots and thin stockings beneath and a pair of lacy boy-short panties.

he smiles again, then, sharp and hungry, crooking a finger. ]


C'mere, baby. I'll play whatever game you wanna' play. I'm real agreeable.
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[personal profile] thecanarylives 2021-01-18 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
She's still watching him curiously. Silently assessing the way he moves, the intent, the precision in it.

"Well, no. But this isn't exactly the kind of city where many people like to mind their own business."

Glancing down at the card, she tucks it into her back pocket, straightening and taking another look around the place.

"Sol," she repeats, drumming her fingers on the counter. "Why do I get the feeling that's not your real name?"
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[personal profile] redhott 2021-01-18 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Wh—um, yeah, sure... [ His gobsmacked sputtering is followed by an unnerved chuckle. No one uses pet names with him as big as he is for an eighteen year old. ]

Just, uh, don't freak out. [ Because he forgoes the lighter and ignites his thumb without any ritual or ceremony instead. That's what he holds up to the guy's cigarette. ]
aonachri: (With the doubts that you've shown)

[personal profile] aonachri 2021-01-18 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Oh it's the location that's the issue.

[It certainly doesn't seem like much is happening. It does look like he likes that hot chocolate though]

Mm, [He finished his draught from the mug, setting it aside,] does sex normally involve sharing memories? I wouldn't ask you anything prying, if that's what concerns you, sir. [But he's going to guess it's a little more complicated than that.] I appreciate the compliment though, means all the more coming from a face so fair.

I'll assume then I may well have just drank something questionable. [He certainly doesn't seem too bothered by that idea either, glancing sidelong at the cup.]
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[personal profile] democratically 2021-01-18 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[It may have earned a laugh from Padmé had she known where his thoughts were going, and in truth, made her feel a little better about the situation. It may be a strange and foreign planet that they are on, and it may be ruled by a different set of standards than what she is used to, but there is still kindness here. That much she has seen already by the fact that he had offered up his coat to her.

She nods, as it is cold and uncomfortable, but not to the point of true pain. Moving, perhaps, will help, at least a little, although her torso is already warmer. His sleeves are long enough that her fingers are completely covered. She can't say that she would happily make the trip, but it there is a destination in mind, she can bear it until then. She would be curling up somewhere warm the moment that she could accomplish that though as she falls in to step beside him. Yet, realizing that she hasn't introduced herself, Padmé speaks up.]


I'm Padmé. Padmé Amidala.
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whomp, whomp. Sorry ma'am.

[personal profile] rebelforhope 2021-01-18 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
--after the Clone Wars, the Republic was taken over. The Jedi were eliminated. Palpatine tries to control the galaxy as Emperor.
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[personal profile] permanentlyexhaustedbird 2021-01-18 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
I- [Tim cuts himself off and thinks over the information he has and what it might change. He didn't want to tell her about some of it to be sure but in the end, he thinks the most important part is valid]

Steph is alive. Badly hurt but she was taken from the city to get her out of the life. She heals and comes back eventually.
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[personal profile] democratically 2021-01-18 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Her thoughts already turn it over, wondering what manner of government that they have here, and whether one may petition. She somehow doubts that it is any manner of Republic, but is there a ruler? That is one question that she hadn't received an answer to. There is clearly something in place, as shown on her arrival, but who is in charge? One singular person, or a committee, and may one approach them?

But already she is trying to bite off more than she can chew, as annoying as it may be to her. Learn first, and study, see how this place runs, and move from there. Like learning how to run, one needs to start off walking lest they continue to fall upon their face time and time again, even if she chafes under it. Patience may not always be her strong suit, especially when others are being mistreated, if it is true that they have been strong armed in to it. She would like a chance to speak with them, but it doesn't quite seem the time nor the place for it.

Turning towards the other woman, she gives a little motion with her head. "Would you like to walk for a bit, or did you prefer to stay here? I've seen all that I wish to see of this stop."
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[personal profile] needlebomb 2021-01-18 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ was it here proves to be a disorienting question, given that marcus doesn't know where here is, so his first response is a queasy half-moan eked out of him while he clutches the side of his head. he shuts his eyes to block out the lights and the sounds of the city while his brain rattles uselessly against logic errors in his skull. the only way he can really answer stiles is to offer facts and hope that stiles is clever enough to differentiate here with vegas. he really, really hopes he hasn't left the state. ]

We were in Vegas. Billy needed help. His dad - we had to... I had to do something.

[ there's a flashbang of lucidity in marcus's mind that lasts just long enough for him to avoid spilling his guts. admitting that he killed billy's dad to a complete stranger feels like a fucking stupid thing to do, and he's lucky he's not too high to listen to that impulse. he surreptitiously checks his hands for blood, wiping his clean palms on his gown and noticing for the first time how cold his skin feels beneath the paper. maybe when he finds a phone and calls his parents, he can ask them to bring him a shirt. assuming they'll ever want to speak to him again.

he doesn't realize that he's only thinking about shirts because stiles is offering him his own. there's no gratitude in marcus as he takes the flannel from him - he just moves mechanically, looking past stiles as he stares at his reflection in the glossy, marble polish of one of the galleria's few non-living statues. he's shrugging off the gown while he stares at his reflection, bitter and judgmental as he slips his hands through each sleeve. the sight of his own face makes marcus sick, and there's a bitter edge in the string of insults mumbled under his breath. you piece of shit. weak, ugly idiot. you're everything you hate. get yourself together. everyone's looking at you.

marcus glances at stiles again, eyes squinting like he's trying to place him. he drops the gown and leaves it where he lands, stuck now in just a shirt and underwear. it's not the best, in terms of warmth or comfort, but at least he's on the road to feeling normal again. he doesn't realize he's asking a question until he's already asked it. ]


Do I look like an asshole? I mean, if you saw me on the street, would you assume that I'm an asshole?
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[personal profile] acumental 2021-01-18 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ She only sees the expression in the reflection of the glass, but doesn't let her attention linger. Look through the glass, not at it. It works well enough until Ramir mentions subs getting rowdy and the quick glance Ainslie shoots towards Ramir in response betrays the fear still present just under the surface.

She may be doing the best she is able to view the current situation as a solvable problem, but she is still human. ]


Well, a pretty dom like me should have no trouble arranging for an escort, [ Mask back on, Ainslie The Ice Queen. ] Should I find reason to venture there.

[ So far, she has one reason standing just behind her shoulder. ]

I suppose the disparity between the Up and the Down is by design, as just another element of the social experiment. [ A slum by design is as distasteful as the rest of this place. ]

So, where would I go to procure clothing, or food, or other such necessities?
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[personal profile] rebelforhope 2021-01-18 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Cassian has never been one to pull a punch. A spy, sure, but he's more truthful than most people give him credit for--but looking at Jyn's face, there's a twist where he wishes he hadn't, that he'd kept it to himself, that maybe she thought maybe they'd gotten out, that in a different timeline they got to grow old.

He reaches out, touching her elbow, just enough, before he lets his hand fall back down, to his side.]


...our future? How is that possible?
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[personal profile] high_warlock 2021-01-18 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Magnus strides for the living room where there is a small wet bar set up across the back wall. He doesn't bother with anything fancy, but pours them each generous measures of scotch.

He walks back over to Ragnor with the glass offered out to him. ]


There's really nothing to be toasting right now, but you're a silver lining, my friend. [ Sentimental within the confines of his own castle, that's Magnus, especially right now, in this place. He has learned how to appreciate what he does have, and make it known. ]