week 4

[airlockedmods]

[Just like the previous week the status quo is restored with frighteningly quick efficiency. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets. Even the glass roses Choromatsu and Takumi broke after the trial in their fit of anger have been replaced with fresh ones. All signs that there was anything amiss this weekend are completely gone.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 3, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

Hey, you didn't have a lot of time to get your groove on back home. [While he was kingly king, not...uh, the other thing.] I'm just saying, maybe you're a little pent up.

[scourgingstars]

Definitely wishful thinking. I'm certainly not the desperate one here.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You kissed me.

[scourgingstars]

That doesn't automatically mean I'm going to sleep with you. Maybe I just thought that was funny.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Hand not in Ardyn's hair? Straight to his chest with a dramatic thump.] I'm hurt. You'd really play around with my feelings like that? For a little laugh at poor old me?

[That oh so humble facade lasts for about another two seconds before it drops.] Or maybe you just don't put out on the second date. I can respect that. [What a smarmy asshole.

A smarmy smirky asshole who takes this opportunity to tug on Ardyn's hair and tip his head back.] Just remember that you technically started this. [Ready for smooch #2? He's ready for smooch #2.]

[scourgingstars]

You can't hate my sense of humor that much. And here I was almost having fun.

[He met Church's tug to his hair with bright eyes and a challenging smirk that was very much not royal diplomacy.]

[Ardyn was a) a 6'2" stack of bad decisions and b) a lightweight, both of which were a recipe for this level of disaster.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Bad decisions are what Church lives for. And occasionally dies for. Bad decisions are complicated and there's no time for regrets when you're in a tension-filled murder mansion.

And cinnamon tastes delightful.]

Having fun now?

[scourgingstars]

I haven't pushed you off of me yet, have I?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Good, maybe I'm comfy right here. Might even spend the rest of the evening just like this.

[scourgingstars]

How fortunate you are that I might actually allow it.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Did your old shield know what a handful and bad influence you can be when you've got a few drinks in you? Or when stone sober, let's be honest.

[scourgingstars]

He did. Vandeae was much less eager to go along with matters, however. I think he would call it 'an irresponsible streak'. Terribly boring, he and Izunia both.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Your irresponsible streaks don't usually end up with a handsome, charming man in your lap, and honestly? That's a damn shame, and I'm happy to fix it.

[scourgingstars]

This is certainly a first, yes.