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text | @detective

[factoring]

I see you're looking for a 9 of clubs? I can help you with that.

[astrolabium]

Yes, that's right. The 9 of clubs furthers my current objective, so I would be very appreciative of your assistance.

Are you willing to exchange cards with me?

for morarchon

[astrolabium]

[ Unlike the Seed and Great Tit!, Birdbucks is considerably less flashy and strange. There is a distinct lack of food laced with aphrodisia, for one, and there aren't any phallic-shaped cupcakes or breads, either. Mona thinks she can relax here, her ankles elegantly tucked and head resting on her hands as she awaits Zhongli's arrival.

It shouldn't be too long; she has an eye for these sorts of things.

Surprisingly, there is not a nice, steaming cup of tea in front of her or a biscuit. She would've bought one if she could afford it, but... Well, Mona is still striving towards recovering from her financial situation. As delicious as a buttered croissant and an Earl Grey would be, she'll have to do without it. ]

Ah, [ she says, lifting her chin from her hand as her partner steps into the cafe. It is their first time meeting, but Mona still has that certain magical edge that allows her quick recognition. Not only that, Zhongli has a presence about him that's impossible to miss. ] There you are.

I didn't wait long, mind you. Shall we introduce ourselves properly?

[morarchon]

[ Despite his best efforts to blend in and play at being unassuming, Zhongli is used to standing out. He might not quite connect his behavior to the end result, but it's no surprise to him when he's recognized prior to introducing himself. He meets Mona's gaze and greets her with a nod, then steps over to her table. Her proposal that they make a proper introduction to one another gets a smile out of him, faint but approving. ]

Zhongli, consultant at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. I hold the rank of 7 of Diamonds.

[ That last bit is a new addition to his self introduction, but one he thinks will become increasingly necessary the longer he's in the hotel. ]

un: meltokiho

[luxuriant]

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1/2

[astrolabium]

[ SHOCK ]

2/2

[astrolabium]

My rear is NOT fat!

[ There are many issues here, but that one has to be addressed first! ]

sept. 7th

[belialedge]

[ A couple days since the latest hit app sensation that was Bulbul BFF hit the scene, one particular white-haired guest was passing the time with a peruse through the Nest as the resort's colours gradually shift for the "Autumn" season. Given that he stopped paying for his own board since upgrading to a 3 rank, his own financial situation was surprisingly sound at this resort. $9K worth of chips from an acursed dildo later doesn't hurt... Still, that didn't stop Ragna from enjoying passing the time browsing or window shopping. He didn't get good customer service, but most staff left him alone by the same token.

Though, as his pace slows upon walking past a luxurious jewellery boutique, signage and promo signs adorned in glittery stars and other celestial elements, he just might have to deal with the snottier staff after all.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ TO MAKE THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE SEE STARS .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Well. He's not so sure about the whole "seeing stars" bit— something that nets a hum and sigh through his nose before he steps inside and has a look around. But a conversation he had with a friend a couple days ago sits in his mind when he gets a good look at what's on offer. ]

✦ ✦ ✦

[ Given Mona's fair stature here at the Golden Peacock, she won't receive any poor treatment when it comes to the deliverance of a small blue and gold gift bag by a bellhop up to her suite. Beneath the bundling of blue paper is a box adorned with glittery, textured blue ribbon. Inside she will find an astrologically themed, white gold bracelet within its own jewellery box. ]



[ Coupled with the bracelet is an assuming white envelope with her name on the front, and a white card with silver-accented borders that reads: ]

Happy Birthday, Mona
Or belated anyway. I know astrology's supposed to be your thing so hope this fits the bill.
— Ragna

[astrolabium]

[ Shortly after Mona receives her gift, a message arrives in Ragna's inbox. ]

Really, I hadn't been expecting a present like this. If I had, I would've certainly scried this occurrence beforehand. You've once again surprised an astrologist, Ragna. And a genius one at that.

[ There is an attachment included. It is a picture of what appears to be fluffy pillows, a book laid out on sheets, and Mona's slender hand. The bracelet he'd chosen for her is fitted around her wrist, glimmering brightly under the light from her bedroom. Truly, it does suit her. The astrology-based ornaments, the hue, the silver...

Ragna has excellent taste in jewelry. ]

Isn't it lovely?

un: phoenix

[feathering]

Lady Mona,

'tis rather delayed, and I pray you will forgive me.

Might I ask when you have time for some tea and snacks? It shall be my treat, as promised.

I eagerly await your response.

Yours truly,
Joshua Rosfield

[astrolabium]

[ upon receiving joshua's message, mona instantly smiles. ]

Of course. Thank you for reaching out to me, Joshua.
An apology isn't needed at all; do not fret.

I would very much enjoy accompanying you. Do you have somewhere in mind?

― 12/25

[swordpour]

(on the morning of christmas, mona will find a carefully wrapped package. no card, but a note left reading: buon natale, mona ― cellinia.

the gift is a small lamp with its own little galaxy inside.)

[astrolabium]

[ although texas herself had yet to reveal her name to mona, mona had discerned it long ago. her thumb gently brushes over the bottom corner of the note, and then she turns her head to rest her gaze on the lovely, delicate lamp and the galaxy within.

a message will be sent a few hours later. it contains two words and an attachment. ]

Thank you.

[ the picture beneath is of the lamp resting beside mona's bed, its light gently illuminating her bedroom. ]

text / @iudex

[diuturna]

To Miss Mona Megistus,

This is Iudex Neuvillette. I believe we agreed to maintain correspondence for the duration of my stay here, which has been made pseudo-permanent as of a few days ago. I have been assigned as a Six of Spades and provided with lodgings of my own.

While I have not forgotten your generous offer to avail myself of your suites, I find my current room to be more than adequate.

( could use a bigger bathtub (or any......bathtub.............) but beggars can't be choosers. at least there's a shower. )

I will be spending the next few weeks familiarizing myself with the resort and its expectations; however, should you wish to meet in person, I would be more than happy to schedule a time to do so. In the interim, you may contact me on this device should the need arise and I will endeavor to respond in a timely fashion.

Best Regards,
M. Neuvillette

[astrolabium]

[ oh, he has written his message with a formality to it that she finds nostalgic. mona can't help but smile to herself. ]

Good afternoon, Neuvillette.

I will not say I am pleased to welcome you here due to the unfavorable circumstances, but I *am* quite relieved to have your familiar presence at my side. Thank you for messaging me.

In regards to your suite...

It is fortunate that you avoided the strife that lower ranks must endure in the levels closest to the basement. Hopefully this will ease your troubles. I am aware that those down there do suffer from unsavory conditions.

Still, should you require anything at all, please do come and visit me. I'll lend you what I have.

We can certainly arrange a meeting, as well.

un: marco | text

[garrottes]

Miss Mona, hello. I hope you've been well.

Pardon the sudden question, but would you have any use for an item like this?

[ he attaches a photo of a keychain, star-shaped and filled with a clear liquid and fluttering purple glitter. it is clearly something won off a game in chickadee's, or something similar. ]

[astrolabium]

[ the instant she scrolls down to view the attachment, mona perks up. ]

It is adorable. I do quite like the color. The star shape is lovely, too. Are you certain you'd like to part with it? I will take it otherwise.

[ and then, as if remembering her manners, she sends another message. ]

And it is a pleasure to hear from you again, Marco. I hope you have been well.

afterdark overflow

[gurge]

[ ← ]

Certainly. And humans themselves are overwhelmingly water.
Waaaaahhh, scary... ＼(º □ º||)/

Well yeah sure there's that.
But more like... Should people even know their futures? What's the point?
In knowing, can it be changed?

[astrolabium]

I was taught as an astrologist to accept one's fate. It is called as such because it cannot be changed or reversed.

However... I would like to believe otherwise.

Miracles are fantastical phenomenon. Could something so marvelous alter one's predetermined destiny?

action; the long-awaited restroactive omegadome adventure

[foxpopuli]

[When it comes to the rules of this specific "game," perhaps Yae Miko enters the field with an advantage, having not been human in the first place. Youkai are far more than beasts, but there has always been much more to them before and beyond mortals. Even if they live now in tacit coexistence with humans, there are some ways in which their instincts and habits will always be different.

That isn't to say that alterations to her body don't chafe her. How could they not, when she's now bearing an itch that feels impossible to reach or scratch? Entering the conservatory had been enough to get her heart racing. If anything, the signatures of civilization, like seating areas and viewing platforms in the conservatory, are an annoying hindrance to the impulse she has to run wild now, to scratch out a comfortable den in the dirt, fill it with soft things, and wrap herself a warm, hard body for comfort and companionship. When she spots Mona, her brain becomes occupied with nothing but thoughts of leading her on a merry, sweaty chase across a vast forest or through rolling hills, chittering and teasing until finally caught and kept underground for the winter.

Content with her instincts as she is, Miko has the sense to know that, no matter how distracted circumstances in the conservatory have made Mona, she'll still probably notice her presence. So, before they can actually indulge in the game of chase-and-catch that she'd really like to be playing, she'd rather set the field in a way she can control. That means she's the one who makes her presence available first, as if out of thin air, waiting at some crossroads on an outdoor chaise with her legs dangling over the arm of it, aware of just how pleasant her heat must smell from the juncture of them. She looks at Mona the same way she'd look at any of the giant, lazy rabbits that normally occupy this space -- strangely, they seem to be avoiding Miko's genuine vicinity. Maybe someone didn't fully get the memo about being submissive... or perhaps it's simply that obedience should be earned. That her ears are flattened into her hair to be almost completely hidden is the only outward sign of her too-eagerness.]

You look lost, precocious hunter. [No, she doesn't.] Do you need a little help finding your way?

it's time... 😈

[astrolabium]

[ just as miko intended, it is her scent that allures and notifies mona of her presence. it permeates from where she lounges, sultry, tinged in cherry blossoms and something warmer, more intoxicating. and as if mona were out of a silly cartoon where a steaming pie is yearned for from its place on a windowsill, her head instantly turns to breathe in it in further, cheeks flushed and heart fluttering. the sight she is met with isn't unpleasant, either; yae miko perches there in all of her glory, pose utterly casual despite the circumstances. mona's feet naturally carry her a few steps forward before she abruptly stops, realizing she'd fallen victim to her predator instincts before even replying.

mona swallows. squints. her fingers curl into her palms, and then she slowly and deliberately continues to approach the other woman's side. one, to hide the fact she is unbearably hard, and two, to prevent herself from leaping out and pinning miko to the chaise. ]

I am not lost. [ does her voice sound normal? maybe a bit higher pitched, but that could pass as false irritation. ] It was my intent to visit the conservatory.

[ truthfully, mona hadn't thought she'd make it this far. but now that's she's here... what now? it's impossible to stop her face from scrunching up as she stares at miko. mona is not doing a very good job of looking unaffected by that sweet and provocative fragrance in the air. ]

You appear quite relaxed yourself. Isn't that dangerous? With a scent so...

[ her voice awkwardly trails off. ]

for armwriostle | action; tdm overflow (omegadome)

[astrolabium]

( continued from here! )

Wouldn't you like to know.

[ despite her huffy response, mona isn't actually upset. not at wriothesley, at least. she is frustrated with herself more than anyone. it was mona that disregarded the game transpiring here and stomped her way through in hopes of reclaiming the conservatory. and look where that got her? she's now saddled with a... thing between her legs and an overwhelming urge to sink her teeth into someone.

wriothesley is far enough above her that his scent isn't serving to be too distracting. however, it does tickle her nose just a bit; icy, sharp. the primal part of mona would've liked to bury her face in his chest to give him a proper sniff.

humiliating. ]

...Take a deep breath. I'm certain it'll become obvious.

[ go on. get a whiff of her alpha pheromones. ]

[armwriostle]

I would, actually. After all, I'm poor and defenseless.

[His lips quirk into a lopsided smile. Strained. Neither of them would actually apply either words to the man, but that doesn't mean he isn't healthily cautious right now. If this was anything similar to his time as a rabbit, he can't say that he'll be able to stave off the effects of the game for too long.]

I think that would be unwise for me. [Even if it's wariness towards her, it's hugely wariness for his own potential behavior. Besides, he could already smell them. They dig into his psyche like a siren's song, wanting him to climb down from where he was perched.]

Or is that way of you trying to get me to come down? [His words are somewhat teasing, meant to try and lighten the mood. It's careful little steps as they gauge each other with the game looming over their heads.]

for skirm | action; tdm overflow (omegadome)

[astrolabium]

( continued from here! )

[ and it is infuriating—the complete lack of alarm. she can see the way he nonchalantly glances at her hand, neither making an effort to drop into a defensive stance or wipe that smug, vaguely villainous grin off his face. he doesn't think mona is threatening at all. she might even be inclined to think he's enjoying himself.

again, mona can feel that annoying prickle. her astrologicial intuition wants her to know something. she can tell it's significant, whatever it is. however, her usual perception stops there, not allowing mona a sudden flash of insight or knowledge that she's so used to receiving. she just finds herself narrowing her gaze and glaring harder instead; focused. if she can't do some research now, she'll just have to get him into a compromising position first.

...that's what her instincts want, too. ]

Hush. I'll put an end to your provocation.

[ it happens in an instant.

mona's entire body suddenly liquidizes, hydro pooling on the ground before quickly rushing forward and spraying droplets in her wake. she circles wanderer like a shark to blood. it's up to him to avoid her now. ]

for tidemark | action; tdm overflow (omegadome)

[astrolabium]

[ although she had scored his clothing right open—which were ridiculous by the way, loose tank top and shorts that expose too much thigh—childe doesn't mind. mona knows his skin must smart. she may have softened her strike after severing what little he was wearing, but that doesn't mean it was completely absolved of pain. the man above her only smiles, though; the reddened slivers down his chest and torso might as well be lovebites.

mona scowls for a brief moment, and then tosses her head back and sharply inhales as he grinds himself into her. just as she can feel his arousal, he can certainly feels hers. a wanton flash of heat rushes her lower half because of it, and mona swallows a vulnerable sound. ]

We are not suited for each other. We are both—ah, meant to give.

[ what a fruitless argument. ]

Will you truly be satisfied with this?

[ she tries to squirm to test her means of escape, but childe is much too strong. ]

[tidemark]

Does it matter what we're meant to do?

[It comes in a lazy drawl, clearly uncaring for that protest or what it means; in his mind, he is pursuing the pleasure of this moment and nothing else. Well — and the points. There is a purpose to this game, he understands, though it is more difficult to center his thoughts with her soft, squirming body beneath his own, with the friction of her clothed cock against his bared one.]

It feels good, doesn't it? You can't deny that.

[He shifts, bracing more weight onto his knees in order to widen her legs by force, to fit his larger frame more neatly between plush thighs — as one of his arms comes down over her head, fingers tangling into the silky blue curtain of her hair. He makes a loose fist in the strands.]

Your body will satisfy me enough if you let me have it. [A grind of hips, dragging his cock against her groin in warm friction, breath hot as his lips find her ear. His skin still stings where she struck him, but that adds a layer of sensation to the throb of his blood.] Just like this.