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TDM #17


« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »

« « « 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 clear plastic top and pants along with clear plastic boots 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 wet and rainy. Very, very rainy.




» » » ALL ABOARD




It's time for the monthly Duplicity train tour. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park.

The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning.



« « « RAIN RAIN GO AWAY


(cw: aphro, dub-con, violence, marking)

Ice and chilly weather have begun to give way to rain instead, with overcast skies and dark clouds a seemingly constant sight. While the overabundance of rain is an annoyance and comes with the usual series of problems, such as leaky ceilings, mold growth, and gutters or storm drains overflowing, this time the rain carries with it another problem altogether. A weather advisory warning is broadcast to every device, as well as on news networks and radio. The rain, at least for a few days, is not ordinary rain. Whether you're in the Up or the Down, when the water hits clothing it eats away at it. The more water it absorbs, the more the material disintegrates until the wearer is left naked.

When the rain comes in contact with skin (or is ingested) the effects seem to differ depending on where you are in Duplicity. In the Up, it's relatively harmless and merely has an aphrodisiac effect, leaving individuals feeling hot and bothered, more sociable and touchy feely.

Those in the Down, however, are not so lucky. As the rain seeps through the soil from the Up, it ends up laced with toxins, causing a range of less pleasant side effects for anyone unfortunate enough to come into contact with it. Aside from the aphrodisiac, those who get caught in the rain may develop an uncomfortable, itchy rash, leaving them looking rather spotty for a few days. Those who can't resist scratching at themselves will find a newfound pleasure to the relief it brings and start to crave the feeling or sight of similar marks. In worst case scenarios, individuals will become addicted to marking themselves and others, perhaps even to the point of breaking skin.

Effects may last for several hours after exposure and will stack with repeated exposures. In all cases, getting off will bring temporary relief but will not alleviate the symptoms entirely.

Plastic coverings seem to be unaffected by the rain and, as word spreads, the Natives in Duplicity form a mad rush buying up umbrellas. Unless a character is lucky, they may find themselves unable to purchase - or even borrow - one. Theft of umbrellas becomes widespread in the Down, often escalating to violence, and even the Up isn't safe from thugs trying to steal and resell this suddenly hot commodity.

There's another side to all of this, however. Due to the shortage of umbrellas, it isn't uncommon to see Dom/Sub pairs sharing umbrellas together. If anything, it's encouraged as a means to strengthen their bond. Enterprising Subs and Doms alike may even sell their "services" to escort individuals who would otherwise end up soaked.



« « « SUPPLEMENTAL INCOME


(cw: substance abuse, altered states, coercion, fluids, physical body changes)


A new "holistic" pharma company named SQuIRT is opening up in Duplicity and is paying a pretty penny for people to trial run their new line of supplements. These supplements are supposed to increase a person's vitality and energy levels, but the side effects are what the company is really looking out for.

Some of the side effects aren't so bad and could include:
  • Prolonged erections
  • Lactation in both men and women
  • Size enlargement of breasts or genitals
  • Copious amounts of ejaculate or sexual fluids
  • Sudden interest in previously unexplored kinks

While others might find their own reaction to be a little more severe:
  • Shrinkage of breasts, genitals, or entire being
  • Inability to cum
  • Uncontrollable hair growth or hair loss
  • Temporary loss of one or more senses
  • Spontaneous weeping

Subjects must take the supplements for at least a week, otherwise they'll receive no compensation for their troubles. All new arrivals will find themselves automatically enrolled in these trials, whether they want to be or not, and expected to report to the clinic. Of course they don't have to take the supplements, but the payout is certainly enticing, especially for those unfortunate enough to be branded Submissives.



« « « STICKY FINGERS


(cw: violence)

Crime runs rampant in the Down as always but now, with the nastier side effects of the rain creating an ongoing problem, some unsavory types are sneaking their way into the Up where the effects aren't so hazardous.

The result is an uptick in crime in places that are usually considered safe. Be careful how you carry yourself - and your valuables. Those who look like easy pickings may find their pockets empty. Cameras in public areas are being vandalized as well, while homes and businesses are seeing a rise in graffiti. Most of the graffiti is merely obscene, but some is outright seditious. Good luck explaining the latter to the authorities if you happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

One of the smaller gangs that has a presence in the Down is taking particular advantage of the rain's disruption to expand their territory into the Up. Known as the Bulldogs, their members are young men and they have a reputation for violent muggings and assaults - mainly targeting Submissives. They loiter in groups near the train and the elevator between the Up and the Down to ambush the alone and unwary. At night, they also prey on those walking home from bars or clubs who may not fully have their wits about them.

In addition to beating up their victims for money, some of the Bulldogs are engaging in an informal competition over who can steal the most umbrellas - with bonus points awarded for whatever else they feel like. LIERs are worth double points by default, so watch out!



« « « 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:

Players can choose whether to assign their character as a Dominant or Submissive on this TDM for the Door Pass for March Applications only. For May's Application round, threads started here may be used as samples however they will not be eligible for a Door Pass in May. Characters will need to use a thread from May's TDM, using those Door Pass rules, for an application after the March round.

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!

THERE WILL BE NO APPLICATION ROUND IN APRIL

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




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mph: (Default)

[personal profile] mph 2021-03-17 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I saw her. She has no idea who we are, by the way, so either she's had her memories nerfed or we just don't exist where she's from.

[ Both are worrying in their own ways.

For a millisecond, while Tommy's fidgeting with his hands and being generally frustrated, he actually does look worried. Because he is. He's worried, and his appraisal of Billy is quick, but noticable. ]


Maybe you two can put your heads together and figure something out. Maybe all she needed was someone else like her to lend a hand. And like...this isn't a permanent offer or anything, but you can stay with me until we find somewhere else for you to live.

[ And then, to cut the sentiment a bit-- ]

You wouldn't survive a week in this rat hotel.
ortecho: (smile dimple)

[personal profile] ortecho 2021-03-17 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Leaving the mojito she was in the middle of making, she explains to the other bartender on staff that she needs to take her break. Liz is met with a quizzical look and a nod and then she turns to follow Kilgrave, still smiling.

“What did you have in mind?” She knows exactly what he has in mind. It doesn’t even bother her. This evening has been great! Liz is finally able to let loose instead of constantly worrying about what curveball Duplicity is going to throw her way next and it’s fun. She should thank Kilgrave, right?
hisfathersimage: (Attentive)

[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2021-03-17 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Great pit of Carkoon," Luke agrees.

That sounds terrifying, to be honest. He's apparently going to get that school started. And go find children who need help.

And he's sure that there's something else going on, that the Mandalorian is trying to conceal something, not something bad but something... personal? Maybe? "I know I'm not the man you met, or I'm not yet? But I promise, nothing could change me enough that I wouldn't love and care for him with everything I have." He means it, sincerely and deeply.
purpleintheface: (impassive)

[personal profile] purpleintheface 2021-03-17 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
He might have taken offense at the rejection if he cared at all for these 'contracts'. As far as he was concerned, she would be his if he wished it. He let her continue to believe in her 'compatible partner' by virtue of his infinite generosity.

"I had someone once," he mused. "I thought it was a fairy tale romance. It had all the hallmarks. Every time I saw her, my heart just... fluttered. Does that make sense?"
alreadystrong: (17)

all aboard

[personal profile] alreadystrong 2021-03-17 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[going back to the train is a pretty desperate effort. the last time she was on the train it crashed - and all that she remembers past that is Lincoln carrying her to safety. but he's been sent home, and he's probably not coming back (she's not that lucky), so she already knows it's hopeless.

she's barely aware of the person in the next seat until he speaks to her. Octavia should be grateful that for a second her thoughts aren't on Lincoln, but her eyebrows dart upwards at the question.

no, she's not going to tell him to kneel. she hates that shit.]


Relax, I'm not here to order you around.

[ she's quiet for a moment, looking him over and trying to take stock of their present situation. he's around her age, maybe a few years younger. and maybe he reminds her of someone.]

If anyone tries, I'll make sure they regret it.
aemula: (studious)

[personal profile] aemula 2021-03-17 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Marlo smiles sweetly. She’s a romantic at heart and hearing about someone else’s romantic feelings for someone else just gets her sometimes. It’s sappy, but she loves it.

“It does. It sounds a little like love, if you ask me.” She moves back slightly as a cup of tea is set in front of her and picks it up to take a sip. “I had that once, but he didn’t return my feelings.”
kungfuwitch: (Default)

[personal profile] kungfuwitch 2021-03-17 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh yeah. Five stars, I must tell my friends." She really enjoys talking to someone who understands sarcasm. It helps distract her from how sensitive her expanded breasts are and how the fabric brushing against them with every step feels.

"Phoebe Halliwell. It's nice to meet you, Obi-Wan."
kungfuwitch: (Oh that's not good)

[personal profile] kungfuwitch 2021-03-17 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
She snatched the paper out of his hand, glaring at him. "That doesn't answer my question. How did you make me take them. I know you did something."

Skimming the list of side effects, her eyes widened. "Some of this isn't physically possible!" Her cheeks were beginning to flush as the substances began to move through her body.
truthisvicious: (Default)

Mollymauk Tealeaf | Critical Role | OTA

[personal profile] truthisvicious 2021-03-17 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Train

Well, it could be worse. It could be raining. Oh, wait. It is.

Mollymauk is used to standing out, and, miraculously, the fact that he is wearing clear plastic garments is really the least attention-grabbing thing about him. It does put all of his tattoos on display.

"It's one thing to take all my clothes, but did they have to take my accessories?" he says to no one in particular as he runs his fingers along one of his curved horns, feeling the lack of metal. No charms hanging from the ends, either. He's been assured that hey'll get everything back, but really, taking all his ornamentation is adding insult to injury at this point.

He shifts, sighs loudly, and takes up more space than is absolutely necessary. Slightly clawed fingertips run over the dark line down his throat. It isn't a bad look, but waking up with unfamiliar symbols on his skin is sort of a mood killer. He hates brooding, so he tries to focus on people watching instead. And there is a lot to see.


Rain Rain

It's still raining. The city has given his clothes back, finally, and Molly spent the better part of an hour putting all the ornamenation back on his horns. The mirror is terrible, but it gives at least an idea. Good enough.

The Down is like every slum he's ever seen, and while that in itself is enough to provide some entertainment, Molly is itching to see more. He ends up on an elevator going up like he belongs there, and by the time he steps off, he's purloined a collar from someone. He adjusts it around his neck - a bit tight, but servicable. And hopefully enough to give him freedom to roam for at least a little while. His presence won't bear up under close scrutiny and, unlike some people, going unnoticed is rarely an option.

It's raining here as much as it is in the Down, but it's... cleaner. Fresher. All together far more pleasant as he goes without an umbrella. Of course, he doesn't make it very far before the strange effects of the rain start to hit him. Or before his clothes start to disintegrate.

He'll be upset about the clothes later, right now he's looking for somewhere to get out of the rain... and someone to cozy up to.



Bad Dogs

"Now gentlemen, if you'll form an orderly queue, we can take care of this in a civilized manner."

There's four of them, and though Molly is unarmed, he is willing to throw himself into a brawl if that's how this is going to happen. A fight might be downright cathartic at this point, though what he wouldn't give to have Yasha for back up.

"Or we can do this in a pile. Really, I'm in no position to dictate terms." He really does hate being cornered. Red, pupil-less eyes are hard to follow, but he is sizing all of them up and he suspects his dark vision is better than theirs. "Surely this won't go poorly for any of you."

He feels a wall against his back and presses his hands to it. A wicked grin flashes, showing off pointed canines. He lets loose a torrent of abuse in another language - Infernal - before launching himself at the closest body.


Wildcard

[Find Molly anywhere in the up or down, possibly causing trouble, likely avoiding authorities. Or caught by them, if you want to rescue a tiefling in distress.]
purpleintheface: (irritated)

I just realized 'fuck me with a railroad spike' would be a literal command

[personal profile] purpleintheface 2021-03-17 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
His features darkened. "She didn't love me either. I gave her everything I had. I bought her a house. I showered her in affection. It wasn't enough. Vampiric cunt."

And then she killed him. That happened, right? The part where she killed him? Was that just some fever dream or was this all some fever dream? Did someone lace his cocaine? Most realistic hallucination he's ever experienced either way. If he got out maybe he'd just jump back in for more.
hadthehighground: (concerned)

[personal profile] hadthehighground 2021-03-17 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
He chuckles a little at that and smiles when she gives her name. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Phoebe.”

Though he picks up on the fact that there’s something else bothering her. A topic he tried to broach carefully as they cross a street and head down another.

“Tell me, is there something you may have consumed recently that’s a bit out of the ordinary? Something that may have led to your predicament?”
purpleintheface: (WELL)

[personal profile] purpleintheface 2021-03-17 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't recall doing anything besides handing you the pills," he lied. "I assumed you were as curious as me."

He saw the flush. "Tell me what you're feeling."

As soon as the words left his lips, Phoebe's head felt as if it was swelling up, and an overwhelming desire to follow his instructions to the letter pushed all other thoughts aside.
grunge: (pic#14628920)

[personal profile] grunge 2021-03-17 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
The apartments. [ It's where all new arrivals are housed, she was told, so this other submissive should know which ones she's talking about. As soon as she got the lay of the land and her own clothes back, Jess started picking up jobs in order to move out as soon as possible. She's a terrible, very bad, no good roommate. It's for her own sake as much as everyone else's.

Unfortunately, all the liquor she's been putting back is eating into that nest egg like a boozy little fox.

Jess looks down and stops her scratching, hand falling to her side. ]
But I'm not going there. I need a drink.

[ Or a bottle. The nearest place that's selling, she's buying. ]
purpleintheface: (obsessing)

[personal profile] purpleintheface 2021-03-17 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nothing too fancy. I figure I'll get you out of those clothes and fuck you silly. Sound agreeable?"

He picks up the umbrella and unfolds it, lifting it up with one hand and wrapping the other around Liz's shoulder. His stance is moderately unbalanced, and his grip is decidedly uninhibited as he takes a palmful of her right breast in his hand. He brazenly fondles her through her shirt, her flesh feeling marvelous without a bra as a barrier.

Only a few buildings down was a by-the-hour motel that was so streamlined he only had to insert a card into a slot and instantly a room is open and ready for them.
mph: (Default)

[personal profile] mph 2021-03-17 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course, the most important thing to be focused on here is the idea that people don't stay dead. Which, okay, not unfamiliar but still uncommon. That isn't what he zeroes in on though. He immediately perks up like a dog to the sound of a squeaky ball at what Bart said about running.

"You run? How fast can you go?"
purpleintheface: (you know WHAT)

[personal profile] purpleintheface 2021-03-17 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
His hand being quite uncomfortably gripped, he doesn't particularly want to antagonize the creature. The stress of the situation is catching him quite off guard, and the rare panic reaction is starting to build.

"I don't know what your asking..." he says, not entirely lying. Shouldn't he be asking her what she is? She was the freak, not him.

"Let go," he said, more out of reflex than anything. His words were his most reliable defense, and he was having trouble changing tact.
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cw: holocaust mention

[personal profile] preseance 2021-03-17 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Gene's lucky on more than one account — for all that he ain't an imaginative sort, he's... comfortable with taking things as they are. Folks at face value. Space-men an' gentility an' all the rest. It ain't just that he's congenial — though that's part of it, truth be told — so much as the fact that seein' ghosts gave him a perilously easy-come easy-go attitude he's carried through all his years. "You think they got that kinda influence, that even a place like this would'a been changed?" He says it curiously, head canted faint to one side. Far as he's understood it, this is a whole other world — but that trainride and the goddamn submissive tattoo has sure got him feeling some kinda way anyhow.

He does pay mind to that curl of smoke and its desolate path into oblivion, mouth tugged down at one corner in an unhappy frown as he regards the rain. Used to be, he'd sit back-to-back with one of the boys in the mud to sleep so nobody needed a damn snorkel, but he'd take those days back in a pinch if it meant his damn clothing didn't melt off, War and all. He sucks in a mouthful of smoke and exhales through his teeth, slow and easy. Passes the cigarette back just the same. It's just what you do with a fellow soldier, decorum ain't the half of it.

"That's some excuse," he says mildly, of anyone thinkin' they just... ain't got much cause to work. He's got a chip on his shoulder about it, Lord knows, an' if it weren't for knowing Reggie — who came from reasonably well-off stock — he would've come down harder on it. Christ, but that man changed his life in so many ways, an' the loss of havin' him at his side is like havin' him dead all over again. He can't help but look for him even now, half-expectin' him to walk out of the rain, untouched by all but death. It's like he gets younger every year Gene's been without him, though he knows that ain't true. He just caught up, and passed him by. He'd gotten so accustomed to Reggie just... being there, with a quick smile and an easy laugh, warning him of ambushes, unit placement and the like in a way only ghosts could. He sooner would've lost his leg in that shellburst at St Vith than been without him now.
aemula: (gasp)

Oh no XD

[personal profile] aemula 2021-03-18 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
Marlo can’t help but be slightly taken aback by his intensity. He’s clearly very angry about the way things ended with this woman. She’s talked down angry people before, though, and that’s what she intends to do now.

“That’s awful. I’m sure that felt horrible.” She frowns. “Maybe now that you’re here, you can make a new start for yourself, find someone who makes your heart flutter who will treat you the way you want to be treated.”
kungfuwitch: (ugh)

[personal profile] kungfuwitch 2021-03-18 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"No... you said something." She frowned, thinking. "You told me to do it."

She was about to continue when his next order came. She looked at him, "Warm. I'm feeling very warm and..." She made a face, trying to resist. It was no use, however. If Kilgrave was watching, he'd notice her chest slowly growing, threatening to burst out of her bra. Her eyes widened and she couldn't hold back any more, "and... really turned on, all of a sudden..."

Clapping her hand over her mouth, she glared at him again, "You son of a bitch, how are you doing this?"
kungfuwitch: (pout)

[personal profile] kungfuwitch 2021-03-18 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Oh... yeah, he's definitely noticing that something is wrong. This is embarrassing. She flushes, looking down.

"Uh... they signed everyone up for some program to test some new line of supplements."
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[personal profile] formerlydead 2021-03-18 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Be cool, Ava. Don't hug her just because she's agreed to sleep in the same room as you—

Nope. She's too excited about the prospect of having a roomie not to. She throws her arms around Lilith and gives her a brief squeeze. ]
You will not regret this, roomie. [ Lilith probably already is...

And just like Mary hit the nail on the head with her opinion, so does Lilith. It's true, Ava did like the attention. And he was cute. And she's actually surprised to hear Lilith defending him...

Rather than dwell on the past, she brushes over the topic of JC and what happened after he stood up to her, because maybe they can save darker conversations like that for when it's late at night in their room and neither of them can sleep. A lights-out setting sounds more appropriate for that kind of chat. ]


I bet there's plenty of virgins here. [ A pause. ] Maybe not from a convent but there's no way someone like you is at the bottom. [ Someone like her? Someone who's attractive. ]
purpleintheface: (come on!)

[personal profile] purpleintheface 2021-03-18 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Or maybe love is just a fairy tale. Pure fantasy. It happened to me, it happened to you. Hell, the divorce rate backs that up. Marriage these days is for tax break or visas. It's a marketing scheme for roses, chocolate and diamonds, that's what it is. And people suck it up, listening to drooling songs on the radio and piling into theaters so it gets stamped directly onto their empty skulls."

Bitter? He wasn't bitter.
her_own_savior: (HH-RNM-408)

[personal profile] her_own_savior 2021-03-18 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, you'd be surprised," Maria laughs in turn, but her smile is appreciative and warm. She'll make a little joke out of it, but she won't turn down a compliment outright or argue over it. Especially not from Bass, who by all rights should be trying to befriend her right now.

She hears more than he says with just his words, and chooses to be as mild in her curiosity as possible. She doesn't want to go dragging up any bad memories while they're just standing there in the rain.

Which reminds her that they're just standing there in the rain.

"Say, do you wanna get a cup of coffee and warm up? Or maybe we can chat some more..." She laughs and glances up at the rain. "Anywhere but here?"
hadthehighground: (Huh...)

[personal profile] hadthehighground 2021-03-18 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
“Oh... I see,” he says with a frown and a soft sigh. It was hard enough for people coming in. Why did they have to make it even more so with things like this?

“That would explain it. In this world you have to be careful with what you eat and drink sometimes as they can have... side effects.”

Which made it all the more urgent that he get her somewhere safe to ride this out. Someone could easily take advantage of a submissive in such a state and he would be remorse not to look out for her.

“Come, we’re almost there.”
her_own_savior: (HH-RNM-403)

[personal profile] her_own_savior 2021-03-18 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Maria is moving towards her to give her a hug again as soon as she sees that change in posture. She assumes, at first, that it's because Max is gone that she feels this way, but as Maria wraps her arms loosely around her, she hears what else Liz is saying. ]

Oh, Liz, I'm sorry. I can't imagine going through everything this place throws at you and not have Max right there by your side.

[ It seems odd, too, but at the same time, she knows so very little of what this place can do to a person. She can't begin to presume. ]