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TDM #22


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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 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.

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

Winter is here and snow flurries are common in the Up while the slush collects in the Down.



» » » ALL ABOARD




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.



« « « WINTER WONDERLAND




As a particularly heavy snowstorm blows across the city, Duplicity finds itself blanketed in white. The morning after the storm, many citizens seem to be in a particularly mischievous mood and snowballs are a common sight flying through the air. A projectile meant for someone else may hit you square in the face if you're not careful — and then it's on. Joining these impromptu snow battles is encouraged, no matter a person's designation, and even Submissives teaming up to pelt unsuspecting Dominants with snowballs is generally taken in the spirit of good fun. Not everyone is throwing snow, of course — some are rolling much larger balls and shaping them into lewd snow figures.

Those feeling chilled after playing in the snow may experience the urge to warm up with someone else, skin to skin. Whether they're a stranger or a familiar face, holding hands, kissing, or getting down and dirty with the nearest willing partner is invigorating. It might even be the only way to really feel warm again.



« « « DUBIOUS DELIVERIES


(cw: aphro, humiliation kink)

Want to make some quick cash? After exiting the train in the Down, there seems to be a questionable character hanging about the station. Dressed in a trenchcoat and looking more like a flasher than the businessman he claims to be, this shady recruiter offers easy money in exchange for a simple delivery. Just take a package and drop it off at the address on the label. Really, that's it! Stop asking questions.

Should characters decide to open the package themselves instead, they'll discover one of the following: glitter — so much glitter, lube (appears normal, but actually contains hot pepper and will cause more than a mild tingling sensation if used anywhere sensitive), a package of flavored condoms mysteriously labeled "every flavor" (none of them taste good), candy or perfume containing an aphrodisiac that, in addition to the usual libido-boosting effect, will also cause an intense craving for humiliation.

It seems to be one of those services that allows one to send anonymous prank gifts, and they're hiding behind LIERs as couriers. There's no return address or company information on or inside the package, except for a card marked Encoded Sin Corp — which does not seem to be a real company if the name is searched.

Whether characters end up delivering the package — maybe even to a fellow LIER — or get into some trouble along the way, someone is getting a nasty surprise.



« « « SURPRISES FOR SALE


(cw: aphro, dubcon, excessive fluids, exhibitionism, public use)

A small winter market has been set up along one of the major streets in the Up with stalls selling a variety of goods ranging from knitted hats and scarves, soaps, scented lotions, candles, jewelry, artwork and assorted crafts to hand-dyed bondage rope and kinky leather accessories. Food and drink stands are plentiful as well. Strings of lights crisscross the street between the roofs of the shops, providing a cheerful glow, and there are tables set up in the street itself for people to sit and chat while having a snack — if they can stand the cold.

Some of the most popular treats being sold are hot chocolate, eggnog, marshmallow snowmen, and sugar cookies decorated like snowflakes. Of course, their popularity may have something to do with the effects they produce when consumed.

• The hot chocolate simply gets one all hot and bothered.
• The eggnog may cause heavy production of sexual fluids, a desire to be filled or covered with someone else's cream, or all of the above.
• The marshmallow snowmen will make those who eat them want to invite others to use them as they please, desiring nothing more than to be molded into the perfect fucktoy.
• The sugar cookies seem to induce all sorts of different cravings — after all, no two snowflakes are alike!

These effects tend to last at least an hour and may, in some cases, last up to a full day.

One of the jewelry shops sells an unusual selection of compass pendants and bracelets. The compass arrows spin round and round lazily while the pieces are on display. Once worn, however, that changes. The arrow will settle on a direction, but instead of pointing north it will lead directly to another person. Perhaps you should speak to them? You may even begin to feel magnetically drawn to them yourself… In the event that two people have compasses that point them at each other, the attraction will be even stronger — nearly impossible to deny.

There is another shop which sells intricately designed pocket watches and small clocks. When these timepieces are stared at for an extended length of time or picked up and handled, characters will feel a brief but strong connection to their past and experience a vivid flashback to some moment that was, in whatever way, meaningful for them. After reliving the memory, they will feel compelled to speak about it to whoever is nearby.



« « « 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 likes it hot, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the cold, they are a Submissive.

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!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

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




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shitplan: (dewdew23)

[personal profile] shitplan 2022-02-04 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
( someone is very reactive, isn't she? yelena's not sure if that's just how she is or if it's the candy or if it's a combination of both but with just that one press of her tongue, kate nearly comes off the bed and out of her skin.

she would smile in triumph if her mouth wasn't otherwise engaged. she considers just teasing her some more but no, no, she deserves to have something more.

without hesitation, she presses her tongue inside of kate now, tasting her, warm and slick on her tongue. she holds there for a moment before she eases out and then does it again, reaching for kate's thighs to give her hands something to do but not to hold kate still. if she wants to move, she can move. )
truthisvicious: (pic#15176313)

[personal profile] truthisvicious 2022-02-04 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Clawed fingertips dig against Huaisang's hip and thigh just to make sure he doesn't bounce away. The elated praise is not the sort he's used to, but it strokes an ego that thrives on it. At least it makes up for being tossed beneath a skirt. But his dignity has stepped aside to the driving need to please this man.

He lifts his head enough to bite a pale cheek, careful still not to do more than pinch.

"Might need some help under here, darlin. Unless you've got a nail file handy."

He hasn't exactly had to use his hands for this in a while, not a priority or a passing thought. But Huaisang's own fingers should serve just as well, and Lucien will make sure to continue a liberal use of his tongue.
extramuralise: (once i get therapy you hoes are done for)

[personal profile] extramuralise 2022-02-04 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Irving feels his heart momentarily start to sink at the thought that Vanessa might just be humoring him, holding back her laughter, but he makes himself relax again, pushes the feeling further down. He might not agree with everything she's saying to him now, but he certainly can still understand the wisdom in it; there's no point in creating further divisions for themselves here if they can help it, not even over something as significant as faith. If people can be brought in from any country, any year, anywhere at all, it only stands to reason a great deal of them won't share his beliefs, though granted, not necessarily in a Godless way, if they've a separate belief system of their own.

He nods, smiling again-- a bit more strained now, but he's trying. The last thing he wants to do right now is upset or offend the sole spiritual ally he's managed to actually find in Duplicity so far.
]

Isn't it? [ As forsaken? It certainly is hard to see how that could possibly be true. ] I'll grant you, I've only had a few days in which to explore and judge this city for myself, but I'd be curious to know what makes you think differently. Is it not all still... shocking to you, Miss Ives?

[ Using her word, which is as good a word as any to describe Duplicity with. Neutral enough, all things considered. ]

Though I do find the technological and industrial advancements remarkably impressive... a mere 150 years ago we could have never possibly dreamed of such things.
extramuralise: (LOWER YOUR VOICE!!!!)

[personal profile] extramuralise 2022-02-04 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Irving's eyes stay wide like dinner plates, the hazel-grey irises ringing around his dilated pupils in pale outlines like poorly erased pencil, but his gaze remains much more rapt than fearful, nearly awed by the man currently sitting on top of him, by the situation entire, heart and mind both racing so fast he can barely think or breathe.

Every grind and harsh, frictional reminder of his own erection is excruciating for him, but not unpleasantly, rather more like a deep, throbbing ache; the pounding of one's pulse beneath a dark and tender bruise, sensitive to the touch while being also basely satisfying to press down upon.

He tries to catch his breath, panting in slow, heavy, silent huffs, frozen beneath Cheol-gang for lack of knowing what to say, how to answer, maybe not even being capable of either were he to actually try.
]

Sir, truly, I... I can assure you I've no intentions of being a threat to you, as you say. [ Certainly not right now, not like this. ] I meant you no disrespect.
astraythought: (Default)

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-04 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, you didn't really need to undress for me, ma'am. I'm not a native." Forgive her for staring, but that reaction was...very interesting. Alright, so she's focused on presentation and fitting in, no complaint about the cold. Ducky's not sure what to make of her on the whole. It's interesting, though.

"Would you like to go inside and find a place where you can sit, while I fix your hair?"
mywayistheway: (Not amused)

[personal profile] mywayistheway 2022-02-04 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
“Unless you know the way out, no.”

The orientation had been pretty self explanatory, and also she really had no interest in going along with any of it. She intended to do things her way, the Mandalorian way, which meant fighting back.
astraythought: (an overt threat)

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-04 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I did, I would not still be here. None of us would be. There's some who've been stuck here in excess of three years."

That comes out with a little more steel in her tone than she's shown so far. Ducky's getting to a point where she's a little worn down; she's seen attempts to escape go horribly wrong. She's seen how they've been punished. The enthusiasm of newcomers, the way all of them think they'll be the exception, it's starting to wear on her a little.

She'd already bet on Bo-Katan ending up in jail within the first three months, whether for failure to secure a contract or beating up a guard.
astraythought: (and sometimes we err)

Surprises for Sale A

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-04 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ducky knows what he's going through; she's been here long enough to have experienced all kinds of aphro.]

Aphrodisiacs, most likely. They drug food and drink at city events all the time--hot cocoa was aphroed at the ice skating rink last month. If it's the same, it's on the tamer end of things.

[As in, it's not inducing a particular kink, it's just plain aphro. Bad enough, but somehow, she's gotten used to that.]
kamaz: (sonny liston rubbed some tiger balm)

cw sexually fantasizing about murder? kind of?

[personal profile] kamaz 2022-02-04 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He manages to scoff, despite his growing breathlessness, the repeated rutting motion against Irving's own hips largely falling to thoughtlessness, like breathing, blinking, the rapid contractions of his heart. ]

Of course you're not. You're— A sailor. No combat training. Unarmed.

[ And vulnerable. So vulnerable and fragile beneath him, able to be snuffed out in an instant if he wants to. Irving knows that, has surrendered his safety to a man he knows has killed before. Hell, he couldn't even get up right now if he wanted to—he's not strong enough to push back against the amount of partial force Cheol-gang is exerting to keep his shoulders against the carpet. Even if he wasn't handcuffed.

It's an incredibly erotic line of thought, and a dangerous one, if he wants to last much longer. Irving doesn't like actually coming, or at least seems to find more bizarre gratification from not finishing, but he likes him enough to at least give him a 'run for his money', to quote one of at least one hundred idioms he's learned over the past week. ]


You wouldn't be— able to kill me. Men like you don't kill. You'd be in the army if you could kill. [ A shuddering breath; an unplanned admission: ] I prefer that. Seeing you like this. Knowing that you're— different— from some worthless grunt. You think.
truthisvicious: (pic#15396290)

[personal profile] truthisvicious 2022-02-04 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well I'm certainly not giving something for nothing, sorry to say. Not with something so near and dear to my heart."

Just to emphasize that, the tiefling presses a hand over the left side of his chest. The eye on the back of it faces the Archivist fully. It's clearly still a marking, there is nothing in it that blinks or moves, but it is still unnerving. Just as Lucien means it to be.

"What have you got to offer, Archivist? You're an interesting fellow, I'll give you that. But if I wanted mere entertainment, I'm sure I can find some that doesn't sulk or scowl elsewhere."
compellingstatement: art by <user name=everchased site=tumblr.com> (srs | acolyte)

[personal profile] compellingstatement 2022-02-04 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're a Submissive and I'm a Dominant. You won't be able to buy anything for yourself, even if you have got money, until you have a contract. I could make a few purchases for you for necessities."

They are not going to even entertain dancing down some sort of suggestive path. Even if he were interested in that sort of thing, generally, those eyes... they'd put him off it completely by themselves.
truthisvicious: (Default)

[personal profile] truthisvicious 2022-02-04 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Even if Lucien were interested in that kind of thing, it's hardly at the top of his mind right now. Perhaps if he thought it would get him somewhere, but this Archivist is too--cagey. Flirting into an exchange is not the way to go. So it's business, then.

Lucien isn't concerned about surviving. There is nothing here that Shady Creek Run couldn't have prepared him for - nothing. He certainly doesn't need this man providing for him.

"Appealing to my desperation isn't going to get you far." A sharper edge slips into his voice, something waiting to cut. "And for what I'm offering, a few meals and a blanket is an insulting bid. That might provide for the body, but it does nothing for the mind, Archivist."
extramuralise: (what a time to be alive)

idk what to warn for... same shit. freak behavior

[personal profile] extramuralise 2022-02-04 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Head tilting back slightly, bringing his neck to a slight arc, Irving turns his gaze up toward the ceiling in partial effort to blink sweat from his eyes, as well as temper somewhat the rush of blood to his groin.

(Obviously there's nothing Irving can do right now about the erection he already has, but Cheol-gang also isn't wrong: Irving really does prefer not to come, but that doesn't mean his body won't still respond in the ways all men's bodies do.)

The irony is he actually does have his shot gun here, it came in with him upon arrival, but of course he doesn't have it with him now. It isn't the sort of thing one just carries around with them while on land amongst civilians. Not like the small, handheld pistol Cheol-gang has pointed on him.

Irving bites his lip, closes his eyes, face darkening with color while he attempts to process whether he's just been praised or insulted. Probably both at once: army and marines always seem to look down on navy men as weak, effete, ineffectual, particularly ones who sail on unarmed ships like Irving has, and the truth is they're not entirely wrong; Irving never has killed anyone, let alone purposefully, with a weapon.

But he does think. That much is also true. His time in the navy may not have offered up many opportunities to really show off his capacity for logic and strategy, but this man has still noticed, even for only knowing Irving a short time.
]

Yes, sir. [ He gulps, bringing his gaze back toward Cheol-gang above him. ] After all, we need not be enemies. Perhaps I could even be of... some use, to you.
kamaz: (wolf father at the door)

[personal profile] kamaz 2022-02-04 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His eyes narrow; for a moment his attention turns from the frankly intense pleasure flooding what feels like every nerve ending from the waist down to more far-reaching concerns. Irving already is useful, somewhat, in the way that a pond of ornamental fish or an exotic bird might be—he's interesting company, slightly more than just occupying the background when they're together. He adds something with his presence, somehow. Cheol-gang hasn't felt that way about many people over his lifetime as it is—unlike the rest of the population, he doesn't neatly fall into the category of object or enemy, somewhere between tolerable acquaintance and not-quite-friend. He supposes that's how cats feel about most humans.

But if he wants to be genuinely useful

He swallows, taking a moment to get up the breath to answer. ]


And how is that? [ Another shuddering exhalation. As if correcting himself, he belatedly tacks on: ] Lieutenant.
headrushed: (058)

[personal profile] headrushed 2022-02-04 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[Hopeful advice, really. But he's not really sure what he was expecting - some secret insider knowledge? Maybe a few hot tips? He thinks about asking Oliver about the permission pass itself, and what it takes to get one but he thinks otherwise after a beat. It might mean he's contracted, and that could be something too personal to poke around with? He's not sure how those things work, either.]

I was supposed to have a track meet by now. I guess I missed it.

[Being here and all, as long as he has - a week, by his estimate.]

There's really no saying when we head home, is there? That's the one thing I noticed. Nobody knows.
mywayistheway: (This is the way)

[personal profile] mywayistheway 2022-02-04 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
That steely hint in Ducky’s voice earn a tilt of the head and raising of the brows from Bo-Katan. So perhaps this girl isn’t always so sickly sweet. It’s curious, but she’s not interested enough to poke a potentially sleeping bear.

Ducky does have Bo pegged though as she is bound to be a troublemaker. One who won’t go down without a fight no matter the odds. That’s simply the Mandalorian way.

“Really. And they just come to accept it?”
astraythought: (the death glare)

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-04 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"We find ways to endure it. To support one another. Life here means your autonomy is stripped from you constantly. You're drugged, you're altered mentally. Forced to have sex, forced to find a contract. No, I wouldn't say everyone accepts it. But those who are blatant about their acts of defiance are punished again and again."

Ducky's voice is even, but her hands ball into fists gripping the fabric of her skirt.
gekkajuu: (pic#15442043)

[personal profile] gekkajuu 2022-02-04 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Indeed, Atsushi isn't dying, but he dearly wishes he was. This is just too shameful, and the thought of what Dazai would say if he saw him like this is enough to give Atsushi waking nightmares.

No... No, Dazai is probably the only person who could forgive him for something like this. Even if he might slap him again and -...

Atsushi can't even tell if he's physically come again or if it's just something that happened in his mind, the perfume overdose clouding everything. But he does, at that point, seem to get some clarity back, and he sits up, not because Akutagawa told him to get up, but because lying on the ground like that was really painful (shut up!). He's a sad mess, even sitting, scratches and the remains of more serious wounds all over, his hair an even bigger mess than normal.

"Dazai-san... would forgive me." It's more than Atsushi deserves, but the knowledge gives him a little strength all the same. He could never have broken out of this by himself, but thinking about Dazai gives him a bit of backbone he sorely needs right now.

Not that he's doing anything but sitting on his knees with his head lowered, but hey, it's a start. Or something like that.
rockypath: (Default)

Faith Lehane | Buffy the Vampire Slayer | Submissive

[personal profile] rockypath 2022-02-04 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ooc: also my old post is here from previous TDM if you want those prompts instead or with Faith as a Dom, because I wanted to try out both.]

Winter Wonderland

[To say Faith is feeling stir crazy is an understatement. Usually, the enemy is much more obvious. Demons, vampires, the next big evil looking to end the world. But here? She wants to punch something and fight, but she doesn't even know where to start. And she may have tried with the SIN guards a few times only to be knocked on her ass and put in her place in ways she'd rather not speak on. This place sucks and she's expected to play by absurd rules. She'd not been a fan of authority, to begin with, so it's been a struggle.

She's been trying her best to put on a brave face. To act like she doesn't care. It's what she knows, after all. She knows how to pretend. To act as nothing mattered. It's all a game. Not some horrifying hellscape. That's what lands her here, finding ridiculous fun where she can. The Slayer's got a pile of snowballs prepped from her spot behind a stone wall.

She spots her target and hurls it with pinpoint accuracy to explode in their face and she ducks back behind her cover with peals of laughter.]
The look on your face, ha! Gotta learn how to duck!


Surprises for Sale

[Apparently she'll need to add 'Buying random trinkets that are on sale' to her list of Do Nots in the strange BDSM city. She's already worked it out about the food, watching for others' reactions before eating nearly anything while out exploring.

The necklace looks nice, surely some things here are safe? Faith is looking absolutely livid as she feels the pull to follow the direction her new compass necklace leads her, holding it up from the spot it had been resting between her breasts next to her cross. With each step, her curiosity rises as does her frustration. By the time it zeros into the person it's leading her to, she can't help but approach but also points an accusing finger at them.]
What's the big idea? I'm not going to be led around like some fucking dog! [Because she's decided this is clearly their fault, somehow.]


text | un:lehane

Alright, who the hell sent me the fucking hot pepper lube? And the perfume that made me want to fuck everything that moves? Bottle was broken in the box so I got a breathful before I knew what was happening.

Made a fool of myself and now my hoo-haa feels like it's going to catch on fire! If I find you, I'm going to shove that lube up your ass and squeeze in the whole rest of the bottle.
compellingstatement: art by <user name=jaegerfker420 site=tumblr.com> (annoyed | ur rude)

[personal profile] compellingstatement 2022-02-04 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not letting you anywhere near my archives." He bristles defensively. This isn't the sort of person he would trust down there. "But I could... summarize the contents of some of the Statements I've received. For your review."
gekkajuu: (pic#15442050)

[personal profile] gekkajuu 2022-02-04 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not a surprise that Chuuya is so shameless, but it's still... well, shameless! Atsushi almost admires it - not because it is in any way good, but because he couldn't be that way himself if his life depended on it (and it probably has, a time or two). How do people do it?! No, Atsushi doesn't want to be that way, but sometimes he still kind of wishes he had such skills...

Accepting the drink with both hands out of pure reflex, Atsushi only then thinks of what he's done, and if it's really okay. It's not, of course! It really isn't!! Even if he's still not 100% sure if Chuuya stole those drinks... even if, when he glances at the drink seller in alarm, as if holding a potentially stolen drink will put a huge arrow with "THIEF!" above Atsushi's head, he notes that the robbed(?) people are already getting replacements, so this was actually a victimless crime.... but it's still a crime! And he shouldn't do crime, but technically the crime has already been done, and he's also really hungry...

... Long seconds later, he's still silently staring at the drink, pointlessly battling with himself over what he should do. Clearly he is being a wonderful representative of the Armed Detective Agency, here.

Shockingly, he doesn't even think to thank Chuuya, as engrained as that response usually is.
cairhien: (Default)

► surprises for sale

[personal profile] cairhien 2022-02-04 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Is something leading you?

( she hasn't yet noticed the compass, the woman's tone capturing her attention first, the question asked. and despite the demand and accusation very present in faith's words moiraine's entire response is calm and neutral )
fortitudosalutis: (Default)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-02-04 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's been more than a decade since Carver's watched any kind of porn. It's one of those things that died when the world fell, much like air conditioning and that bakery by his apartment that stayed open until two in the morning. So it goes. Things got turned around and the rules changed. He's got his people and he doesn't need distractions. He doesn't dwell on what's lost - no point in that, when he's got a job to do.

Point being, he hasn't fucked around with porn in a long time. But he still knows those weird porno rules, like aphrodisiacs being a real thing and how that inevitably escalates into everyone dropping their clothes to get busy in high definition and perfect lighting. None of it real, all of it staged and a little hokey, but everyone knew and no one cared because: see again, porn.

But the heat spreading through his joints is real enough. Fun.

His jaw works. He crumples the mug in his fist. He's got willpower. Control. He'll see it through without losing his mind. ]


What's on the opposite end, if this is tame?

[ His tone is very even. ]
ipswichson: (Worcester)

[personal profile] ipswichson 2022-02-04 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh no, you can buy and sell anything you want. I should have said it that way," he says, realizing he hadn't worded it wrong.

He nods at that. "Or the Duplicity equivalent. A lot of them are magical in nature. Mostly so those that aren't purely human can get drunk or high as well. The theatre has a chemist that specializes in those."
rockypath: (no you listen)

[personal profile] rockypath 2022-02-04 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Faith's fire is momentarily dulled by the reaction she gets in return, confusion coloring her face. She shakes it off quickly. Grumbling Faith pulls the compass off her neck and moves it around the woman to show that it keeps pointing at her.] This shit is.