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Entry tags:
ota; catch all until ???
🧙 WHO: hitoya and YOU
⚔️️ WHAT: event and quests and general catch all
🕒 WHEN: throughout january, possibly into february
🗺️ WHERE: around camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: none
have a ball;
[After learning the theme of the ball, it doesn't come as any surprise that Hitoya would arrived decked out in the crisp white lab coat of a doctor's uniform. His childhood aspirations, and detour from them, were no secret.
What is far more unsettling is that he arrives dressed like one very particular doctor. Hitoya has little interest in dwelling on just what it could mean to show up looking like his old friend. Jakurai isn't here to bother him about it anymore. And if there's anyone from outside their world sharp enough to make the connection? It's easy enough to explain away.
Better to get the first word in before he has to explain.]
That looks like it has a story behind it? [He gestures with a smile.]
truth or dare;
[Hitoya has done his part to contribute to the merry-making of the ball, cautiously sampling the refreshments and making polite conversation that comes naturally to him.
He's also made his fair share of observations, noticing over time how the wallflowers among the attendees are getting ropped against their will into one childish party game or another. Rather than find himself at the mercy of magical coercion, he eventually chooses a spot among the circle of Truth or Dare, deeming it the safest option. At least it's one where he has some level of choice and control.]
Let's see... [He feigns giving it some thought with a languid swirl of the heady drink in hand. Though in truth, it's an easy decision for the lawyer.]
Truth.
beta testing; (body swapped withplenilunium)
[This was all his fault. Hitoya can't even argue with that. It was his idea to take a dark web quest. The task was simple. The money too good to pass up.
All in all, the results had been mostly harmless. The effects promised to wear off before long. They had enough leftovers from Jyushi's various restaurant and delivery jobs to last them a couple of days.
Not long enough, it seems.
Hitoya is forced to venture out wearing Jyushi's face to run all the necessary errands that have piled up over the week. It's the least he can do while Jyushi himself navigates the pitfalls of working in Hitoya's own body. The older man is just trying to get through this as quick as possible, hoping the winter garments he's bundled up in help to keep anyone from recognizing him.
Reaching out for the next item on the list, he catches sight of his nails, polished in black at Jyushi's insistence, and it still throws him off. Enough that he bumps into the person trying to shuffle behind him in the narrow aisles.]
Ah. 'Scuse me.
[God, he needs a cigarette.]
⚔️️ WHAT: event and quests and general catch all
🕒 WHEN: throughout january, possibly into february
🗺️ WHERE: around camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: none
have a ball;
[After learning the theme of the ball, it doesn't come as any surprise that Hitoya would arrived decked out in the crisp white lab coat of a doctor's uniform. His childhood aspirations, and detour from them, were no secret.
What is far more unsettling is that he arrives dressed like one very particular doctor. Hitoya has little interest in dwelling on just what it could mean to show up looking like his old friend. Jakurai isn't here to bother him about it anymore. And if there's anyone from outside their world sharp enough to make the connection? It's easy enough to explain away.
Better to get the first word in before he has to explain.]
That looks like it has a story behind it? [He gestures with a smile.]
truth or dare;
[Hitoya has done his part to contribute to the merry-making of the ball, cautiously sampling the refreshments and making polite conversation that comes naturally to him.
He's also made his fair share of observations, noticing over time how the wallflowers among the attendees are getting ropped against their will into one childish party game or another. Rather than find himself at the mercy of magical coercion, he eventually chooses a spot among the circle of Truth or Dare, deeming it the safest option. At least it's one where he has some level of choice and control.]
Let's see... [He feigns giving it some thought with a languid swirl of the heady drink in hand. Though in truth, it's an easy decision for the lawyer.]
Truth.
beta testing; (body swapped with
plenilunium)[This was all his fault. Hitoya can't even argue with that. It was his idea to take a dark web quest. The task was simple. The money too good to pass up.
All in all, the results had been mostly harmless. The effects promised to wear off before long. They had enough leftovers from Jyushi's various restaurant and delivery jobs to last them a couple of days.
Not long enough, it seems.
Hitoya is forced to venture out wearing Jyushi's face to run all the necessary errands that have piled up over the week. It's the least he can do while Jyushi himself navigates the pitfalls of working in Hitoya's own body. The older man is just trying to get through this as quick as possible, hoping the winter garments he's bundled up in help to keep anyone from recognizing him.
Reaching out for the next item on the list, he catches sight of his nails, polished in black at Jyushi's insistence, and it still throws him off. Enough that he bumps into the person trying to shuffle behind him in the narrow aisles.]
Ah. 'Scuse me.
[God, he needs a cigarette.]
no subject
Maybe he's just reading into it?]
Hitoya-san! She's a mother!
no subject
[He smirks.]
Pretty sure they don't mate for life.
no subject
Which she takes as initiative but then she also recognizes he's young so she goes to him and mounts him. Here's how you do it!
Sorry, Hitoya, as Jyushi screeches and runs away from her.]
No thank you! I'm here to work and I'm not an elk and I'm sure you're a lovely lady but I'm not an elk!
no subject
Alright, alright. We've got work to do.
[Before the doe can give pursuit, Hitoya has crept up on her and lassoed the rope around her to form the beginnings of the harness. She tosses her head back, menacing in his direction.]
Beg your pardon ma'am but the clock is ticking. He'll be free to oblige you once the delivery's complete.
[It's not really clear if she even understands him but Jyushi's explanation should have been enough to explain why he's tying the boxes to her now.]