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TDM #2


« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »




« « « OUT OF CLUTTER FIND SIMPLICITY


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.

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 highrise. 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. Either way it's raining! Still.

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



» » » LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY




The day after stepping through the door and participating in orientation, LIERS are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. 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.



« « « A. WAIST. OF. LEEWAYS.




The rain continues to drizzle, but it’s finally slowing enough for the citizens of Duplicity to catch their breath. With the influx of new LIERS, people make quick work of fixing the damages from Tumenalia—a combination of preparation and wanting to welcome more participants to orientation.

Typically, travel between the Up and the Down is rather seamless with the use of the elevators, and with the end of the holiday comes a regular schedule for transportation between the two areas of Duplicity. Yet, mysterious powers are at play once again. Or so it seems. Stepping onto the elevators does not deliver its occupants to their desired location; instead, they are ushered into rooms designed to be escaped. There are a variety of themes, but the most popular seem to be Room A, Room B, and Room C. While they follow the usual guidelines for any escape room, there are a few “catches” that might not be noticeable at first. Each clue is only accessible to those of the corresponding designation. Submissives are responsible for unlocking the first and third of the three clues, and even if a Dominant figures out what it is and how to use it, they will not be any closer to escaping unless the Submissive plays a key role in interacting with these clues.

Things to note about these rooms: the third clue requires some sort of sexual engagement to be considered “clear” of it. After the allotted time of one (1) hour, if those inside haven’t managed to escape, the Submissives will be removed from the room and the Dominants will remain until they can successfully help the new Submissives escape the room. Each time, the clues will be reset and change; they will never be the same.




» » » THE KEY TO HEARTS




Meanwhile, in the Down, a local charity organization has sent out notices for a black-tie fundraiser to be held during the evening to raise awareness of homeless Submissive children. Invitations are sent via the devices, and there are even fliers posted all across the Up and the Down. If in attendance of the event, the waitstaff will be taking down the names of all uncontracted Submissives; no other explanation of what it’s for is mentioned throughout the evening. And while donations are completely voluntary, any contributions made helps to further the main endeavor of the cause. However, it seems most people are present to network and find someone that might fill a contract slot. So, eat, drink, and dance until it all winds down and everyone decides to go home. The only “catch”? Dominants draw the name of one Submissive to accompany them back to the Up, and those who are left will be paired up for the sake of no one leaving alone.



« « « MOD & OOC NOTES



Please read carefully.

Dominant and Submissive TDM assignments: All characters whose first name begins with the following ( A, C, E, G, I, K, M, O, Q, S, U, W, and Y ) are Dominants. All characters whose first name begins with the following ( B, D, F, H, J, L, N, P, R, T, V, X, and Z ) are Submissives. Players with characters that are a number use the first letter to spell that number. To use this TDM as a door pass please link this on your app and place whether it is dominant or submissive.

For the escape room prompt players can make up the clues they find. They may be extremely sexual or something simple like moving a painting off a wall.

Also, any locations throughout Duplicity are available for TDM prompts as well!

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!




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wingstosee: (dismay)

venus ♀ » we know the devil » submissive

[personal profile] wingstosee 2018-10-15 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)

» » » LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY
[ the Up is beautiful, spectacularly so, and it's hard to miss.

well- it's hard to miss as long as you're venus. she's got enough fully-functional eyes for everyone else in the bus, after all! but the people around her might have a bit tougher of a time, given the constant light shining off her or the good twelve feet of wings folded into a very small space. she sits hunched over in her chair, trying with all her might not to take up any more room than she already is. it'd be cute if it wasn't sort of pathetic.

a jostle in the tracks knocks her off balance. her wings fly out, wide eyes and feathers suddenly buffeting anyone unlucky enough to be near her.
]

Sorry! [ shit. shit. ] Crap. Oh, jeez, I'm sorry, I, uh...

[ her wings, two giant arms with feathers coming down them, are still grabbing at any semblance of balance they can. that probably includes you. she mumbles quick apologies, flushing a bright red as she tries to stop herself from shoving her wings in random people's faces.

isn't a submissive's goal to not call undue attention to themselves? awesome. she is off to a peachy start.
]

« « « A. WAIST. OF. LEEWAYS.
[ oh my god, it's an escape room. like, an actual escape room, not some flash game you play to pass the time when you're lonely.

for a few moments, the fact that she's stranded without her girlfriends in bdsm-ville with no real memory of how she got here just vanishes. this is something she's wanted to do ever since she had internet access, and she's not going to let that opportunity slip by just because of some tattoo. so she puts her all into the escape room, searching the room for clues with a vigor that borders on fanaticism.

too bad excitement isn't enough to make up for... well, everything else.
]

Oh my god! [ she's clearly found, well... something? maybe. she touched a brick above the fireplace and like four of them all fell out at once. is that a clue? did she just break everything?? her hands fly up to cover her mouth. ] Oh my god. I'm so sorry? I am so sorry.

[ she looks over to her resident dominant to figure out what it is she should be doing. sorry, but looks like you're going to have to live up to your title for a bit. ]

» » » THE KEY TO HEARTS
[ black tie events have never been venus's thing. okay, scratch that, she wouldn't really know because she's never had a chance for them to be her thing. you don't exactly learn how to attend a formal in the dusty end of the midwest, after all; she's been to church a few times in an ill-fitting suit and tie, and that's about her entire experience with this sort of thing.

and that's completely ignoring the outfit she's got on - the only one she's got, a white button-up and black slacks with penny-loafers. a dress would probably do her some good, but, well. sometimes you've never owned a dress in your life, and your physical body is like a whole week old, and you just kind of make do with what you've got! besides, it's not like she'd fit most styles of clothing - she had to unbutton the top bit of her shirt and rip the back open just to let her wings through.

still, she seems to be holding up okay. in fact, judging by the wine glass in her unsteady hand, and the slight lilt to her high tenor, she's doing greeeeeat. looks like someone never learned to not get smashed at the networking affairs.
]

So this is. Kind of amazing? [ she takes a healthy sip of the wine, immediately grimacing. ] Hurgh. Not that. Do people actually taste this stuff?
Edited 2018-10-15 22:58 (UTC)
stbattenberg: (bruiser)

[personal profile] stbattenberg 2018-10-15 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"A puzzle? I was never any ruddy good at those," Sebastian says in a booming voice, his eyes narrowed as he looks around. There are certainly enough things to fiddle around with, he supposes, sighing inwardly. But first things first, manners are important.

He strides over to Dorian and holds out a giant hand, offering, "Sebastian St. Battenberg."
veneer: ({ glamour })

[personal profile] veneer 2018-10-15 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, if only it weren't for this city, his girlfriend and the price on his head.

[Does that sound like a joke? He hopes so, this is all far too honest.

Athough, they could have done that. Run away. Lived somewhere peaceful beside a river somewhere and let the war run on without them. Perhaps he'd never be tracked down. They could have done that, if she hadn't come back.

It hardly matters now. It won't until Gabriel can get back.]


I've seen the truth fuck too many things up too badly for people I like and respect to believe in it as the moral choice.

But I'd tell him. I think he'd understand.

redaction: (pic#12426602)

[personal profile] redaction 2018-10-15 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Zeta fidgeted, hands behind her back as she balanced on the balls of her feet and rocked gently as Ilsa gave her the once over. ]

Where to?

[ She goes and steps closer to Ilsa, perhaps a little closer than she'd like - she's practically two seconds from clinging to her instructor's arm. ]

I'm a submissive, there's not a lot of places I can go.
kuroi_taiyo: (139)

[personal profile] kuroi_taiyo 2018-10-15 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
My-

[ See, that just gets you an actual shove of his foot against your head (that's called a kick, Judar, even if it's not for harm.) ]

A puny brain wouldn't be able to absorb and take the entirely of Magnostadt's knowledge and people after it was forced into a situation like Sindria. Even Sinbad only managed half that.

[ And he's one of the few that could run so many different spells at once- some in his sleep. ]

This just proves how much Sinbad didn't tell you. They offered him a deal back then, you know. I know because the hag was bitching about it afterwards. All of that, and everything they've been doing, was to draw out Il Ilah.
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[personal profile] callmenines 2018-10-15 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sounds fake considering Five is gonna feel him up.]
nottevintersoldier: Icon created by me - do not take (Concerned tones)

B.

[personal profile] nottevintersoldier 2018-10-15 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dorian hears his name bellowed out over the crowd and he glances up from where he's perched, one leg crossed over the other to peer curiously at the man looking around for him. He sighs, finishes his glass and sets it down to slip off of his seat and languidly move through the crowd towards what will apparently be his new Master--Dominant--Whatever. The glowering in his general direction is met with a wrinkle of his nose, a furrow of his brow and a sort of disgusted and incredulous look.]

Look, I'm not thrilled at all of this either... [He catches the thing about stocking up on the hors d'oeuvres, grabs a plate from someone and follows after the impatient man despite everything in his being telling him to be petulant and NOT.]

Had I even known thats why they wanted my name I wouldn't have given it in the first place.

[He frowns at the other's back as he doesn't seem to be paying attention or in much of a mood to slow down. SO it's about then he finally decides it's enough and he'll park himself against a lamp post to nibble on his food before it gets too soggy.]

I'm not moving from this spot till you at least tell me your name.
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[personal profile] callmenines 2018-10-15 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Elevator to what?

[Might be a stupid question, but considering they're kind of surrounded by various shitty buildings again now and are out in the rain, if she were more specific that'd probably help.]

You mean to get up to the...Up? Man they really weren't creative when naming these places, were they?

[Tapping at his chin there's a hum of consideration that's drowned out by the sounds of cars passing by and the rain hitting concrete.]

I think if we head East from here, toward that tower. It looks like it's tall enough to be what we're looking for.
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[personal profile] jokuni 2018-10-15 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's some days after orientation's occurred and Okuni's taken to her new role like a fish to water. She feasts, she drinks, and she prances the street without a care in the world as she titters behind her fan and ducks into every shop that catches her interest.

...To be fair, she would have done all that even having been assigned as a Submissive, but it's easier with the options open to her as a Dom.

Today her chosen activity is shopping, and she's waltzed into a lingerie shop in the Down and immediately started pulling bras and undies off the racks, all tossed onto the ground as she decides she doesn't like the cut here, the color there. (God help the poor sales associate tasked with tidying up the place.)

Her attention's caught by another patron a rack down, gaze zeroing in on the most important part of Zero's physique. ]


Oh my, they're quite large. [ She means Zero's tiddies. ] Are they even real?

[ Just gonna sashay over and....reach out one finger to casually poke one in the side, don't mind her. ]
finethanks: (☆ 33)

[personal profile] finethanks 2018-10-15 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
When I have so many options, I wonder...?

[He reaches to grab his tie from the stool, buttoning his shirt.] We're hardly dressed for the beach, but I'd still like to enjoy it. The crisp night air, the water, the sky... I can't swim at all, but I'd very much like to go.

[Even in this white suit with the gold accents and trimmings, looking like he's stepped straight out of a fairy tale as a prince himself. That's fine. He also hopes they can kiss some more, since that was exhilarating as well... Ah, but should an idol be kissing in public?

Well, he'll figure it out. He's tying his tie quickly.]
wiseass: (incognito.)

Claire Novak / Supernatural / Dominant - will match format

[personal profile] wiseass 2018-10-15 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
signal boosting
network username: cnpont

So this line of communication is probably monitored so lets keep it tame
How many of you here have family back home you'd like to keep alive or together, preferably both

one minute you're in montana, the next ...


the key to hearts

Where there's a party there's information, and since so far she'd been outsourced and outsmarted, here best option is mingling and acting like she gave a shit about the process. She didn't. Girls dancing around like tarts on stage and gentleman waiting to go to the highest bidder... it's a little too archaic.

She skipped her own prom. This isn't her scene.

Still, so many people, so much food, and enough liquor to get some intoxicated truths out of some unfortunate saps is the best edge she's had since before she showed up and they took her knives and the rest of her concealed weapons.

"How much do you think I'd go for?" Yeah, you. There's a fluted glass pointed right in your direction. She's got one in her hand to match.


wildcard

choose your own adventure. surprise her!
Edited 2018-10-15 23:23 (UTC)
finethanks: (☆ 191)

[personal profile] finethanks 2018-10-15 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Really, really? I've heard of singers like you, from America. It must have been something like rock, right?

[He's guessing!! Still, he laughs, even as his footsteps lead him to a store where he can finally pay for whatever goodies this man wants. Have fun.]
advisors: so tired of your nonsense right about now (does everything go away)

[personal profile] advisors 2018-10-15 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
( He scowls at the kick, pushing Judar's foot off of him.

Ja'far had wondered, even suspected, so the idea of him getting an offer from Al Tharmen isn't exactly a surprise. And Sinbad turning it down, one way or another is less of one.

But. Magnostadt? Their knowledge? Being forced into a situation by Sindria? And what is Il Ilah. )


I have no idea what you're even talking about at this point.
semifreakingnormal: (singing do you believe?)

[personal profile] semifreakingnormal 2018-10-15 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
The last Scott-doesn't-know-how-many parties he's been to haven't exactly ended well. Actually, maybe every party he's been to in the past two years have turned into some kind of murder or near murder fest. It's put him off parties, just a little. But he's also pretty sure he hasn't been to a party just to enjoy a party in like, two years either: there's always a reason for it, someone to follow or keep an eye on, something to learn. That's why he's at the gala tonight, dressed as swell as he can manage on short notice. Not having a job - not being able to pay for his own things - really sucks.

It's the smell - it's almost always the smell - that catches his attention. Familiar and not, right and so incredibly fucking wrong that for a second Scott can't breathe for the scent of incense filling his nose. Not here, he thinks. Please not here. Not again.

He can feel his own pulse tick up, hears the way his breathing hitches. This spirit - this thing - must be in his best friend again, and he doesn't know how it happened, but as much as it scares him, he's going to barrel headfirst into it.

And probably cause a scene, because while he manages not to tackle the Nogitsune, Scott does come up behind him as silently as he can, grabbing for the back of his neck, leverage to drag it to the side of the room.

"You get one chance." He's relieved that he sounds more angry than afraid. "Get out of him."
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[personal profile] arteless 2018-10-15 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
you're still here, aren't you? which means you're one of the few that can keep up
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[personal profile] callmenines 2018-10-15 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[He can't say no. Not just because he feels bad, but because she's clearly organic, which means one thing - she's human. Something is being asked of him by a human and he can't deny her request. It goes against his programming and well, he really does feel bad.]

Ah, of course! I'm...I'm really sorry...

[Why is life suffering? Was that the true meaning of being alive? Anyway.]

How would you like me to carry you?
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[personal profile] polkayoureyesout 2018-10-15 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Also not E. So: RA_ET, RI_ET, RY_ET
Whatever the vowel is we can be sure it's not in the last word.

I hope you're right. I left something important going on back home too.
queenpretend: (mistress)

(YAY So glad someone knows who she is!)

[personal profile] queenpretend 2018-10-15 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Charlotte looked Jon over, eyes lighting at what she saw. Ever the harlot, Charlotte can definitely appreciate the male form, especially when he is as handsome as Jon Snow.

"Rules are made to be broken, aren't they?" Her voice is full of mischief, and she looks over her shoulder at the man with the list of names, before leaning back into him. She offers her arm to him.

"So what's your name? You're not from round here either, are you?"
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[personal profile] killful 2018-10-15 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't like this.]

Ritsuka, [Not Master.] I have a room in the Up. You can use it until you find a Dominant.
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[personal profile] mostsplendid 2018-10-15 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Chocobos...? You race them? [Obviously they have work to do and not a lot of time to do it but Twelve help them if he doesn't want to hear all about what she knows of chocobos and her races. That's absolutely something he wants to hear about.] I would actually... I help breed and raise some of the chocobos for my house. I will tell you more should you win.

[Whoever wins now hardly matters. He can't wait to be out of here so he can all but carry her to whatever local café exists and chat her ear off or listen to her chat him up in return. She's absolutely splendid and her personality shines brilliantly. She just seems like she'll be fun to be around and her warmth is quite addicting to a personality like this.

But continuous chatter about what they'll do once they solve this puzzle doesn't help them solve it. So he begins the hunt. He's not pressed to win at this point but he does want to finish it so they can go off and have what will only be a very pleasant and wonderful conversation followed by... who knows what else. Something splendid of this he's certain.

There's a lot to look at and inspect in this lavish room. Drawers, paintings, sofa cushions. And a clue could really be anything. But thanks to his height he does catch sight of something sitting nestled in the chandelier.]


Ah ha~

[Even he needs to push himself onto his toes to reach the elusive envelope and when he retrieves it there's an impressive one printed on the front.]

The first clue~ [He pulls the small card out of the envelope where there is thankfully some guidance along with the clue itself.] The Submissive is responsible for unlocking the First and Third clues. With the first clue you'll find where the second clue may be and so on. [He hums softly, finding that simple enough. So though the riddle is his to answer he assumes that she can help him in case he doesn't know.]

And our clue or riddle, as it were, is: You can see nothing else when you look in my face. I will look you in the eye and I will never lie… What am I?

[And the answer, whatever it may be, will help lead them to the second clue.]
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[personal profile] robinhooded 2018-10-15 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[To his credit, Jason doesn't jump when Gwen comes at him from behind like that. But the, uh, nature of the situation makes him stiffen up.

Tense up. Like his muscles! Not anywhere else.]


Depends on how flexible you are. [He holds the book out so she won't have to dangle off his 6'2 frame to see it.] See that symbol next to that position? Look — it's the same one that's on the lock. And this one, and...

[He has a few pages marked with his fingers, and he goes through all of them, pointing out the corresponding markers on the lock. By the time he's finished, though his demeanor hasn't changed, his cheeks have gone scarlet.]
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[personal profile] veneer 2018-10-15 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[An' all, despite its dropped consonant, answers the question Gabriel was already close to sure he knew. Already grinning at Eggsy's muted reaction to the drink (that was good, you swine, admit it), Gabriel traces his fingertip through condensation on the bar before he decides to answer. He could pretend to be more established here: he's spent the day researching enough to be able to pass for that if he needs to. But there doesn't seem any harm in admitting to a little wide-eyed naivety for now.]

It's my second day.

[He eyes up his own glass before downing a good half of it in a single swallow, his own premature answer to any question of how've you found it so far. So much for little nips being the sophisticated way to drink.

It's a strange, fucked up world. And it's less of either than what he's come from, in some ways.]


I went to an introductory session, but I didn't know the etiquette for asking a table out for dinner. Do you sit with them or at them?
nottevintersoldier: Icon created by me - do not take (Are you certain?)

Lies... traveling somewhere

[personal profile] nottevintersoldier 2018-10-15 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[The mage takes a seat without much thought to it, wearing something much nicer than most Submissives would wear and carrying a staff with a human skull set into the branching at the very top. He sighs softly, looking around at first then turning to gaze out the window when he notices the man beside him seeming to try to mold into the side of the train just to not be too near him.

Dorian rolls his eyes softly with a sigh, and despite the other's discomfort looks directly at him to make him have to acknowledge he's just a person. The fact he then goes looking for the mark clearly from chin to chest traced down his throat makes the Mage frown and tug at the collar of his robe and clear his throat.
]

I'm not a dominant and I'm not going to hurt you, you can relax.
Edited 2018-10-15 23:16 (UTC)
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[personal profile] callmenines 2018-10-15 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm...okay? Yeah, I'm fine.

[All things considered, that is. With his look of wonderment half hidden by his visor he watches as Sidon sinks to his knees. Even still, he's tall. Incredible.]

Oh this? It's a tactical HUD. I know it looks like a blindfold, but I can see through it. It's no simple cloth.
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1/2 I'm sorry

[personal profile] razzledazzles 2018-10-15 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, good thinking!

[That's a brilliant idea! And so, Jae-Ha moves over to this strange curtain-like thing, swinging it open to see what might be there before he worries about taking the curtain off itself. There, in a note pinned behind it, are clear instructions.

Makeout for the next clue.

Jae-Ha stares at it.]