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TDM #6


« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »




« « « I REPEAT MYSELF



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.

Oh, and one other thing: it’s sticky and humid. Gross.



» » » BUY A TICKET




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.



« « « THE HOUSES OF PLEASURE




Standard orientation is over quickly. New arrivals are allowed to settle into their new living arrangements and are given access to the city. Explore. Make connections. On the third day, all devices light up with a message from LIES. Orientation 2.0 is about to start, and it does the moment participants tap the screen of their phones.

After arriving at the designated location, standing on the front step of a large house, a man dressed in nothing more than a small cloth wrapped at his waist will open the wooden door and guide arrivals inside one by one. In the main room is a large brass tub filled with warm water and fragrant oils. The bath is relaxing, no one will have the desire or willpower to abstain from this, and the style of dress is one of the following: a simple sheer gown with thin underwear beneath or a soft robe with a thick belt. The first denotes a particular status - the servant, concubine, companion, prostitute, jeweled bird, whore. There are many words for the role, but they are those chosen by the person who is being paid for the service. The second is an elevated status, and those dressed this way are given a solid gold coin to spend on the person of their choosing.

Visitors of Lupanar are placed in their roles at random. The companions are led to rooms where they are laid out comfortably in any manner of style—placed on a bed, draped in a swing, tied up and blindfolded. Afterwards, they are then visited by their patrons.



« « « INTO THE WOLF DEN




Lupanar is in full swing. The night edges forward as patrons visit one or many rooms, companions satisfy their visitors, and the procurer who runs the establishment gracefully handles any disputes or misunderstandings. Lit candles line the stairs and hallways, casting an eerie glow on anyone who chooses to slip a panel aside and watch the acts occurring in the room behind that wall.

As the night melts into early morning, companions and patrons alike will experience a physical crack and shift. For some, they’ll be brought to their knees or find themselves winded. Others will feel a tightness in their chest or the strange sensation of losing their breath. When it’s over, each person will now bear the physical characteristics of two other people: someone they care dearly for and someone that they do not. The combination of features or physical attributes will be unique; possibly the hair style and color of one but the eyes and nose of the other. What’s even more odd is that, now, desires belonging to the other people are transferred. Strong and overwhelming, satisfaction is a must.



« « « BROKEN GLASS




The second floor of Lupanar is a dedicated space to a series of private and public glass rooms. Companions, styled as requested, are placed inside to act out anything the patron desires of them. They may dance, strip, or pleasure themselves, but the key thing to remember is that glass separates the companion from everyone else. You may look, but you can’t touch.

The third and final floor of this esteemed brothel is an entirely open area with space at the center for an ongoing orgy. Patrons may lay with one another, companions can indulge in sex or sleeping, and generally either participate in public sex with someone else while watching others. So, join in or take a seat.



« « « 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, character 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. Characters born in January, March, May, June, September, and December are Dominants. Characters born in February, April, July, August, October, and November are Submissive. Characters with an unknown birthday are Submissive.

To use this TDM as a door pass please link this on your app and place whether it is Dominant or Submissive.

» Players can use any part of the setting to create test drive prompts. Check out the locations page!

» The Houses of Pleasure: Characters will touch their phones and close their eyes. They will then be in the new setting. It won’t be apparent whether characters were transported there or if it’s something similar to a dream. If characters ask any NPCs or later ask LIES, they will be told that it’s up to them to decide. Characters can return to Duplicity after making a payment or receiving one. If you choose to have your character not participate in this part of the test drive then they will have a glitch on their phone that doesn’t allow them to access the invite to Orientation 2.0.

» Characters that play the role of companion may be dressed or situated in their room in any number of ways. They may be put into Elizabethan era clothing for a lord and lord/lady/servant/stablehand roleplay scenario. Or perhaps the companion is dressed in a clown costume. We don’t judge. Get wild.

» Into The Wolf Den: Characters become the physical embodiment of two people. Someone the character loves and someone they hate. Mix and mash features at your leisure. Have an even mix or let one dominate the other. Characters will also experience the desires of those other people and want to satisfy those urges.

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




» » » MAIN NAVIGATION « « «

timeheister: (088)

Oh. My. God. YES! LOL

[personal profile] timeheister 2019-05-15 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
[God damn did Scott need that hug right about now too after wanting nothing more than to embrace Tony upon first arrival after being pushed onto the streets in a hospital gown with his ass hanging out. It was embarrassing really but Scott had survived far worse, at least these douche bags were kind enough to gift him the Ant-Man suit in exchange for his 'cooperation'. Little did they know he had no intentions whatsoever to just sit back idly and bang like jack rabbits because someone told him to.

Bringing it in hard Scott ends the embrace with a firm tug to Sam's shoulder before finally letting go with a satisfied sigh. Holding up two fingers Ant-Man relaxes somewhat now as he converses with his good friend.]


Two days. Yeah...I feel ya there man but it could be worse, much worse.

[Which immediately brought a forethought to Scott's mind after running into the issue of Tony not even recognizing him. What exactly did Sam remember last from back home? Baby steps, Scott.]

And you? How long you been stuck here in crazy sex land, Sam.
latrodectus: (двести сорок)

[personal profile] latrodectus 2019-05-15 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
I'm Russian. I've been told our tenses are difficult.

Some of them, yes. Some of them, no. Is there anyone you'd like to see turn up here?
lovesuwithknives: (feral grin)

Wolf Den

[personal profile] lovesuwithknives 2019-05-15 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
He's apparently stalked into the vicinity of the third-floor orgy and he has caught someone's eye--a broad-shouldered, muscular fellow with wavy purple hair and very interesting ritual scars, just as nude as he is, looks him over. The challenge makes him laugh a delighted-sounding laugh.

"Mmmm, I do like a fighting spirit," he says. That's an understatement. A giddy rush washes through Azwel's mind in a manner it hasn't managed to do in ages. Oh, but this reminds him of better days and familiar things. He saunters forward, smiling lazily, his gaze flicking about to gauge his surroundings. Then, without warning, he launches himself forward in a running tackle, clearly aiming to send the both of them into that clear space behind Jophrey.
falsememories: (047: More guilt)

[personal profile] falsememories 2019-05-15 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
( Somehow, Namine feels like he can already tell that she's intimidated. Everything about this man--from the timbre of his voice, to the posture of his body, so very close to her own--exudes absolute confidence in a way she's encountered in members of the Organization. It goes far beyond the scope of someone like Marluxia, Ansem's particular energy all together far more frightening and more darkly alluring. Now that she's face to face with such a force, it's easier to understand how this person lured Riku into his grasps.

Her fingers only tighten into the fabric as his voice hums in her ears again, feeling the warmth of his body as he settles against her own rigid form with effortless grace. She looks away from him, finally, unable to continue to meet that dark gaze with her own for any longer, her own self confidence suddenly feeling as though it is on unstable ground.

The words, however, make her curious about something.
)

...Do you know who I am?

( It's more important to have this answered than to give him his answer right away. )

Why do you want to know what I feel?
sathan: (★ 𝒶𝓁𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝓊𝓁𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓈)

[personal profile] sathan 2019-05-15 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
No?
timeheister: (073)

[personal profile] timeheister 2019-05-15 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[The look of utter confusion on Eggsy's face says it all, Scott knowing it all too well by now when confronted about the weird looking suit. Maybe it wasn't the brightest idea to go walking around in broad daylight with it on, usually trying to be more sneaky given the nature of its abilities but right now he was pissed off just trying to wrap his head around all this after finding it in his appointed apartment before rushing off to Orientation.

Scott visibly sighs leaning back against his seat to relax a bit more trying to explain without actually up and vanishing in front of a bustling crowd of passengers, having at least a little more sense than that nowadays.]


What do you think genius, Ant-Man right? I get smaller or bigger while kicking ass and taking names obviously.
immortalmarshal: (This is quite interesting...)

Wildcard~ [Buy a Ticket-ish]

[personal profile] immortalmarshal 2019-05-15 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Cor is feeling...not as well as before. But at least there's one more person from home that he knows and can trust without hesitation. It's a comforting thought, small as it may be. Still, he doesn't let his guard down, even as he board the train for the usual day travels across the city for his day job.

He's looking for a seat, occasionally giving a rather rude Dom a rather stern Glare that silently says 'don't touch me'. But as soon as he spots a certain familiar outfit, the tension begins to release from his shoulder as he walks over to the Glaive.]

Is this seat taken? Hope you don't mind an old man needing to rest his bones for a moment.

[If one can call being in his mid-40s 'old' these days....]

[personal profile] culpable_deuteragonist 2019-05-15 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Riku knows him, somewhere beneath the role he's been compelled to play, he knows the man's verbal cadence like he knows the scent of his Darkness, because it's his, a truth Riku used to turn his eyes from. Now, his own eyes are staring back at him from Ansem's face. His name is in the sick thudding of his heart in his ribcage, it's the noose tightening around his throat. ]

[ The candle light shrinks down to dim pinpricks of burnt sienna in the velvety dark, and yet Riku sees him clearly. He could celebrate his own freedom, but that isn't true, is it? ]

[ His fingers drift to the mark tattooed into his throat, a line from chin to sternum that marks Riku a submissive, no, he isn't free, not so long as he has debts to pay (past mistakes to atone for), not when this man is here when he shouldn't be at all-- ]

[ That's it. One moment of clarity: ] Ansem.

[ And the role he must play comes down on him like the weight of gravity. One hand reflexively curls into a fist, the one sign that makes it through the act of complacency. His heart is strong, but then, it had to be. He couldn't have survived what Ansem did, what Xehanort did, without that strength of heart, without the support of the people he cares about the most-- ]

...

[ He needs to stop daydreaming, he's on the clock. ]

...I'll celebrate when I've satisfied my client's every request. So are you coming, or not?
blue_eyed_devil: (Ah shit.)

Stupid is part of the Sparda bloodline.

[personal profile] blue_eyed_devil 2019-05-15 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
We're leaving.

[The answer is simple, carried along by Vergil's pace as he walks to the end of the car and opens the back to let them into the next one. Much like Dante, he doesn't pause, although he doesn't keep up the steady banter to keep them occupied either. This time, Vergil is dressed in his usual clothes and Nero might just recognize the weapon kept at his hip. Once they get to the next car, he stops.]

You aren't just going to stay inside here. No matter how much you wish, it won't take you home.
gutteringlight: (So much yay)

[personal profile] gutteringlight 2019-05-15 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Good! Good!" His face lights up in a delighted, manic grin as he shifts his weight into a balanced stance. "I have no use for the howls of prey." He turns away only a fraction of a second before Azwel's body impacts his own. He spins, keeping low to the ground and delivering a sweeping low kick that knocks the other man's feet out from under him.

Whether this knocks him down or not, Jophrey uses the momentum from his kick to launch an attack of his own, hands outstretched towards Azwel's neck. Despite the long claws that can be seen on his fingertips, his intent this time is to strangle, not to cut. Perhaps he's saving that for later.

Barely two blows in, a crowd has already gathered in a circle around them, shouting encouragement to the fighters and wagers to each other.

falselife: (❥ 20)

listen she calls it like she sees it

[personal profile] falselife 2019-05-15 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ While he does his best to explain himself, Juniper is eyeing him very carefully. Examining, both him as an individual and the situation as a whole.

Ultimately, she decides that he doesn't mean to hurt her. So she lets go of the idea of casting, for now, and doesn't move forward or backward when he advances and extends his hand, trying to make peace. She hesitates. And motivated largely by an adherence to social convention and politeness she doesn't like to abandon, even in a situation like this, slowly reaches out to grasp his hand in hers for a brief handshake before she withdraws. ]


Juniper.

[ Definitely here to steal something. ]

Clues like what? What are you looking for?

[ Or maybe...

It's the middle of the night, and somehow, there's a man here who she doesn't know, and who certainly hadn't been here before. In a funeral home, where she regularly encounters lost souls. The handshake gives her little indication one way or the other, considering many spirits to her are physical, and Juniper just sort of- stares, a little longer. ]


How did you get in? How long have you been here?
immortalmarshal: (whoa; what is that?)

B, if you don't mind a Cor

[personal profile] immortalmarshal 2019-05-15 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Cor is rather surprised to find himself in this kind of place. A pleasant surprise, as it quickly turns out to be. He's a little tense when he enters the bathwater, unsure if there's something there that's meant to subdue him. Pleased that there isn't, he gets himself cleaned up, smelling like some of the more 'manly' fragrant oils once he's done.

The robe with the thick belt is a nice change, soft yet covering all the necessary parts. The solid gold coin, however, is a little newer to him. Realizing that he's a patron tonight, he decides to head towards the room these people are offering to him, one of a few in this hallway. Maybe he'll find someone willing to chat about likes and dislikes--

And then he finds a sight he never expected to see here. Gladio, alive and well...and tied up. Granted, he's wearing a sheer outfit that barely hides what lays beneath, but there's no hiding that distinctive body-sized tattoo. He stares in incredulous shock for a moment, and then sighs in a relieved, yet exasperated manner as he closes the door behind him.]

One would think that they would at least let your patron tie you up first... Anywhere in particular that you need loosened?

[Cor's eying the ropes with an experienced gaze, trying to gauge as to which knot to undo first based on Gladio's response. Of course, if there's no actual need to fully untie the younger man...well, he can work with that, too.]
lovesuwithknives: (BWAH HA HA)

[personal profile] lovesuwithknives 2019-05-15 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, you'll get no such sounds from me!" Not when there are so many others he could be making.

Such as the startled yelp as the leg sweep does send him to the floor, but he's up again in an instant. How like an ancient Greek arena the place suddenly looks, with two nude men fighting and a crowd of onlookers.

When Jophrey charges, Azwel sidesteps, pivots, and is suddenly behind him, both arms and one leg grasping as he turns again in a clear attempt to bring them both to the floor. All the while the grin on his face makes it clear he's really enjoying this.
carrytheshield: (understanding)

[personal profile] carrytheshield 2019-05-15 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[He actually has that leather jacket, even if it's home in his closet right now. But being dressed up in a suit feels a little less awkward under her eyes.

He might not have asked, but he thinks she knows him. It's something in her eyes, in how she looks him over in a way that feels familiar. And he doesn't know if that hurts or if it's relief.

He can see the anger too, and he understands it- he'd spent his first few weeks here more or less trying to punch though everything he disagreed with. But she's smarter than that. He rakes a hand through his hair with a sigh, a nod of his head.]


Yeah, it's been a lot. [They give you three to find a contract, and Bucky had pushed it down to about a week, but in the end it was better with someone that understood him than someone who didn't.]

They dress it up as hedonism and sex parties, but it's not always that simple.
raccity: (02)

Leon Kennedy | RE 2: Remake | Submissive | OTA

[personal profile] raccity 2019-05-15 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
i. I Repeat Myself / Buy A Ticket
Wait! I still don't understand where we are... [He straightens a little at the hot summer air and the obvious breeze under the paper gown. He'd asked the question of the doctors and nurses a number of times, only to give them a puzzled look when they'd smile and tell him 'Duplicity'. 'Where's Duplicity' really hadn't gotten him anywhere, nor had asking what was happening.

He'd been given medical attention, which was nice. They hadn't questioned any of the bite marks, so he'd assumed they knew what was going on. They had to be government, right? Army? The National Guard? A rescue team sent into Raccoon City to help deal with the outbreak. Maybe 'Duplicity' was the name of a temporary army camp. But now that he was standing outside... this wasn't Raccoon City. It didn't look like any city he recognized.]


H-hey. Excuse me. Do you know where we are? [He was quite a sight, in nothing but a paper gown and obviously shy about it, not to mention still covered in blood, dirt and grime.]


ii. House of Pleasure

A

Holy shit. [The moan that escaped him was borderline obscene as he sunk into the soothing hot water. After everything he'd just been through, this was absolute heaven.

Leaning his head back, he let his eyes drift closed, half nodding off. He hadn't realized it, but he felt exhausted, like he could sleep for days.

Regardless of how tired he felt or how relaxing the bath was, the soft sound of the door opening still sent a spike of panic and adrenaline through him, making him sit up, expecting trouble. He blinked at the stranger, quickly realizing they're not a threat, his alarm quickly shifting to sheepish discomfort at being walked in on while bathing.]
I think you have the wrong room.

B
[Sadly, the bath couldn't last forever. Instead of just being told to move along or go home, however, he was dressed in sheer robes and led to another room. It looked nice enough, with a big comfortable looking bed in the center. Without really giving it a second thought, he climbed onto the bed when directed to. It wasn't until they were tying his wrists to the headboard that he realized what was happening.]

Wait. Stop! You can't do this! Untie me. [He struggled against the restraints, but it was too little, too late as the assistants finished up with a blindfold and a gag. He mumbled another muffled protest, meeker now, almost resigned to his fate, as he felt the bed shift as the assistants left.]


iii. Wildcard
[Have something else you wanna do? Just let me know, or jump in :)]
bluesteal: (09)

[personal profile] bluesteal 2019-05-15 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Not a soul.
willing_sheath: (Miho white)

[personal profile] willing_sheath 2019-05-15 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
I believe you may be in the wrong place for tea. [The response is equally calm.] And I have yet to find good tea here even after two months. [Of course she means green tea made with matcha. He may have better luck with the seemingly more prevalent western tea choices there.]
bulldoginnit: (you can't talk to me like that)

[personal profile] bulldoginnit 2019-05-15 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
well thats fucken pointless and seems like a lot of trouble to go thru just for that

gotta be more to it dont you think
funtomhive: (on my outstreched palm)

[personal profile] funtomhive 2019-05-15 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[A part of him is furious. However distant he's been over the past few years, he'd never let anyone hurt or upset Lizzie if he could help it. And here that's exactly what these people have done. And he hadn't been able to prevent it.]

You haven't. Of course you haven't.

[She's always been a perfect lady. Elegant and charming. Even with a pair of sword in her hands, she's remained graceful.]

I'll protect you. Just like I promised.
funtomhive: (the moment it touches it melts)

[personal profile] funtomhive 2019-05-15 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
They said I'm a dominant but the problem is

[Sent incomplete as he tries to phrase this without embarrassing himself. It can't be helped though.]

I don't know anything about that. We don't have that sort of thing where I come from.

[Not amongst the nobility. At least, not his circle of nobility.]
bulldoginnit: (assured)

[personal profile] bulldoginnit 2019-05-15 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Eggsy looks a bit surprised by Nyx's no-nonsense manner. Eggsy himself tends to be playful, though this situation is so fucking weird, and...well, he'd hate to read a room wrong. ]

No weapons, no violence. So don't mix business and pleasure, got it. [ A smile plays on his lips; he can't help but joke a little. ] Ain't got no weapons on me anyway so I don't think that's gonna be a problem.

[ His eyes drop down to the movement of Nyx's leg, then back up to his face. ]

I'm Eggsy. I ain't into that, like, givin' orders business. I'd be shit at it. Mostly I figure if we gotta do this, might as well just...have fun, yeah? Or not at all, if you don't like. I won't rat you out.
funtomhive: (on my outstreched palm)

[personal profile] funtomhive 2019-05-15 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
I am. I just don't know anything about it. It's not something that I know is done where I come from.
compellingstatement: art by <user name=everchased site=tumblr.com> (embarrassed | huff)

[personal profile] compellingstatement 2019-05-15 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
It's only pointless if there's nothing benefiting from it.
I can think of several things that might.
But in the event it's not them...
Possibly some sort of social experiment.
We might be the experimental group with the native populace as the control.
bulldoginnit: (ummm)

[personal profile] bulldoginnit 2019-05-15 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Eggsy still looks like he's not sure he's buying whatever this is that Scott's selling. But it seems like a completely mental thing to be making up, so...maybe he's not? Hm. ]

Ants don't get bigger. I mean, I fuckin' hope they don't, 'cause that would be a fuckin' nightmare.

[ He looks closer at the suit, though. He's seen some incredible tech, of course, and a lot of things he couldn't have ever imagined. But to shrink a person? That still sounds impossible. ]

How's that thing work, then?
willing_sheath: (Miho white)

[personal profile] willing_sheath 2019-05-15 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Ah... new arrival. She probably wasn't the best person to try to speak on anything but she would try at least. "We were taken to a building and forced to sit through 'classes' and 'seminars' about the nature of this place, the Dominant and Submissive relationship and in at least one instance locked in a room with another person and expected to... participate." She let out a slow, irritated sigh. "Similar to now."

Tomoe lifts her head to study him, admittedly impressed. She nods slowly, "I believe so--though I don't know for certain that it would work... but if you are willing to let me have it, I thank you."