Hello, Mr. Laserhawk, I'd like to inquire about private functions at Club Quartz. Do you allow bookings for them? If so, in what kind of capacity; allowing a function before typical opening hours, or a private room during normal hours?
[ They probably shouldn't be this giddy considering the entire area is under threat, but Jean's not going to be the one to rain on their parade. He keeps an eye out as they head back to Dolph's place, and they make it there unscathed.
Once inside, he pauses for a moment before he offers: ]
Need any help?
[ It could be flirty, but it's genuinely not meant to be. If Dolph needs to get cleaned up, he'd be happy to help him. ]
Once inside, he pauses for a moment before he offers: ]
Need any help?
[ It could be flirty, but it's genuinely not meant to be. If Dolph needs to get cleaned up, he'd be happy to help him. ]
[ he can't help it. his head is still spinning from all of it. maybe dolph will wake up and find out it's all a dream. but right now, he'll cling to the dream with everything he's got.
he grins. ]
You could help me dry off.
[ with that, he shucks off his shirt, draping it over his chair. ]
There's towels in the cupboard.
he grins. ]
You could help me dry off.
[ with that, he shucks off his shirt, draping it over his chair. ]
There's towels in the cupboard.
[By the time Astarion reaches the club he knew he was very much dressed for it. But it wasn't as if he could turn around and put something better on, all he still had was his white shirt with the ruffled collar and leather pants. So as long as no one kicked him out for dressing poorly, he is going in.
It was overwhelming to his senses at first. Loud music, bright lights in colors he only ever really saw in gaudy fashion or certain magic spells. But it was still a bar, where people went to escape through all kinds of debauchery, and so he felt at ease once he grew used to what was unusual to him.
He finds his way to the bar, and sits at the far corner, it seemed the darkest part of it, and it was a good vantage point to observe people.]
It was overwhelming to his senses at first. Loud music, bright lights in colors he only ever really saw in gaudy fashion or certain magic spells. But it was still a bar, where people went to escape through all kinds of debauchery, and so he felt at ease once he grew used to what was unusual to him.
He finds his way to the bar, and sits at the far corner, it seemed the darkest part of it, and it was a good vantage point to observe people.]
[ dolph's at the bar as usual. it's where he feels most comfortable. having a counter between him and his customers so there's always a sense of distance he can maintain. pouring drinks, coming up with suggestions . . . almost human-like.
his movements stutter for a moment when astarion approaches the bar but he disguises it easily enough. it helps to have half a face full of metal. no one can catch him at it. ]
What's your poison?
his movements stutter for a moment when astarion approaches the bar but he disguises it easily enough. it helps to have half a face full of metal. no one can catch him at it. ]
What's your poison?
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`--..#####..--'Please take one of these harmless smoke "bombs" as a promotional gift for the upcoming epic, action, comedy film, The Creeping Bomber and help pass along these "bombs" to friends for thrills, laughs, and romance!
[Your character will receive a gift bag with ten small smoke canisters that look like dynamite sticks as promotional material for Hayato Gokudera and Quentin Beck's movie.
The smoke "bombs" are only small and for fun and absolutely harmless but they MAY contain varying levels of aphrodisiacs. Maybe it was accidental or on purpose. You decide.]
[ Out of seemingly nowhere and for seemingly no reason, a plain cardboard box with DOLPH written on the top in block letters is left on the workbench at the clock shop one morning. It isn't even taped closed just to belay fears of something untoward inside, the flaps folded to remain in place.
Inside is:
- an obviously freshly prepared meal for his lunch at work (upon investigation he'll find it's chicken and vegetable curry over rice, still slightly warm)
- home baked chocolate chip cookies
- two black sink hair scrunchies
- a bottle of after-shave moisturizer with a light, clean scent
There is no note. There is no explanation. There is no silverware. But it'd be a shame for free food to go to waste, right? ]
Inside is:
- an obviously freshly prepared meal for his lunch at work (upon investigation he'll find it's chicken and vegetable curry over rice, still slightly warm)
- home baked chocolate chip cookies
- two black sink hair scrunchies
- a bottle of after-shave moisturizer with a light, clean scent
There is no note. There is no explanation. There is no silverware. But it'd be a shame for free food to go to waste, right? ]
[ this . . . is baffling.
what is this? a bomb? a weapon? but his scan picks up nothing dangerous. and when dolph finally opens it, he's still at a loss. he's never received a gift before.
who is it even from? dolph just sits with it, idly turning over the gifts in his hand with a reverence he can't shake off. ]
what is this? a bomb? a weapon? but his scan picks up nothing dangerous. and when dolph finally opens it, he's still at a loss. he's never received a gift before.
who is it even from? dolph just sits with it, idly turning over the gifts in his hand with a reverence he can't shake off. ]
[ still no one here, la la la... (packages 2-10) ]
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I can't tell if Erwin is fucking with me or not.
( he feels like it's been ages since he'd seen dolph, and as awkward as he might be about it, cloud texts him some time in the early afternoon. )
Hey. It's me. ( obviously. )
Are you busy?
Hey. It's me. ( obviously. )
Are you busy?
[ Jean comes back to the Treehouse looking like a mess, in the middle of what should have been a Thermopolium shift. He's been crying. One of his fingers is cut open, crusted over with blood. His clothes are probably in a state.
But he doesn't stop moving until he finds Dolph. ]
Eren.
[ Dolph might be forgiven for thinking Jean is calling him by the wrong name, but it's clear he's trying to say something about him after a moment. ]
Eren is back, but he's not the same.
But he doesn't stop moving until he finds Dolph. ]
Eren.
[ Dolph might be forgiven for thinking Jean is calling him by the wrong name, but it's clear he's trying to say something about him after a moment. ]
Eren is back, but he's not the same.
— Jean.
[ dolph drops everything, uncaring if something breaks. he crosses over, grasping jean's shoulders, his one eye wide in shock. eren is back? . . . surely, he didn't — he didn't hurt jean?
his fingers tighten for a moment as he bites his tongue. ]
Let's just — Sit down. I'll heal you right away.
[ dolph drops everything, uncaring if something breaks. he crosses over, grasping jean's shoulders, his one eye wide in shock. eren is back? . . . surely, he didn't — he didn't hurt jean?
his fingers tighten for a moment as he bites his tongue. ]
Let's just — Sit down. I'll heal you right away.
[The ocean is a complicated thing for Eren. He doesn't like to look at it too long, but has a difficult time peeling his eyes away. It feels like he avoids the beach at certain times, comes once a day at others. He used to walk the shoreline and collect seashells to put in "Armin's" room. He's done it once or twice since coming back, though there's no real reason to, he knows.
[He's not sure why Dolph chose this place to meet. It doesn't really matter. Eren's been settling in as best he can - resting, because there's time for it, at the moment. He doesn't want to be at odds with Dolph. It's useless wishing, but if he could at least pretend to still be human, he would, if it made the people who cared happy. He tries. It's not enough.
[It won't be now. Eren ever feels pressure to perform. It's at no fault of Dolph's. In so many ways, he's become the mask he had to wear.
[He waits, sitting in the sand with his knees up, his arms folded over them. His feet are bear. He has his coat on, but nothing underneath. The water doesn't lap in far enough to reach his toes.
[There's an assortment of plastic-wrapped convenience store snacks beside him. When he's not sure what to offer, having an excess of food everywhere helps.]
[He's not sure why Dolph chose this place to meet. It doesn't really matter. Eren's been settling in as best he can - resting, because there's time for it, at the moment. He doesn't want to be at odds with Dolph. It's useless wishing, but if he could at least pretend to still be human, he would, if it made the people who cared happy. He tries. It's not enough.
[It won't be now. Eren ever feels pressure to perform. It's at no fault of Dolph's. In so many ways, he's become the mask he had to wear.
[He waits, sitting in the sand with his knees up, his arms folded over them. His feet are bear. He has his coat on, but nothing underneath. The water doesn't lap in far enough to reach his toes.
[There's an assortment of plastic-wrapped convenience store snacks beside him. When he's not sure what to offer, having an excess of food everywhere helps.]
[ it's no less complicated for dolph. when he was young, he'd look out to bilboards of sunny beaches, drinks in hand. it was alex who took that fledgling dream and made it real. who'd hold dolph and whisper close about the beach, the waves, the breeze. I'll give you everything you deserve. it had been so close. he could have tasted it. touched it. when holloway gave it to him in a virtual dream, dolph had caved.
he hadn't come back when finnick left. he's not even sure why he suggested it. his heart still ties itself into knots. but perhaps that matters too. they're all knotted at the moment. there may be no better. dolph certainly has no illusions in that regard. no. it was less about that than the time given to them. selfish, cruel time by someone at the top, controlling this place. but it was still time and he's learned to value that.
dolph drifts closer, glancing at the snacks. his lips turn upwards. ]
Did you pick them yourself?
he hadn't come back when finnick left. he's not even sure why he suggested it. his heart still ties itself into knots. but perhaps that matters too. they're all knotted at the moment. there may be no better. dolph certainly has no illusions in that regard. no. it was less about that than the time given to them. selfish, cruel time by someone at the top, controlling this place. but it was still time and he's learned to value that.
dolph drifts closer, glancing at the snacks. his lips turn upwards. ]
Did you pick them yourself?
[Unfortunately, he's very immersed in his prince persona in a brand new cognition altering way. Dolph's image in the crowd elicits the slightest inkling in his chest - a memory, but not really. He knows him.]
Excuse me - were you at the King's birthday? I can recall your face, but little else.
Excuse me - were you at the King's birthday? I can recall your face, but little else.
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[ On Christmas morning, Dolph will find a small box in his room at the farmhouse. Inside is a small, flat oval of rose quartz; Maruki doesn't know anything about crystals or gems, but he happened to luck into the one for healing and unconditional love despite that, ages ago. There's a note as well: ]
Merry Christmas, Dolph!
Back in my reality, we call things like these worry stones - something small to keep in your pocket and mess with in your hand when you're stressed or anxious. Not that I think you feel that way often enough to warrant it...
But when I leave this reality, I want you to have something of mine to keep.
Thank you for your friendship and care. Let's keep supporting each other.
Merry Christmas, Dolph!
Back in my reality, we call things like these worry stones - something small to keep in your pocket and mess with in your hand when you're stressed or anxious. Not that I think you feel that way often enough to warrant it...
But when I leave this reality, I want you to have something of mine to keep.
Thank you for your friendship and care. Let's keep supporting each other.
[ dolph turns the stone over in his hands. the weight is comforting. it's such a unique gift, but what is maruki if not unique?
for some time, all he does is run his fingers over the stone. then he fishes out alex's hairband from his pocket. he always keeps it on him. on very rare occasions, he even wears it now that his hair is much longer.
now, however, he wraps the band around the rock. and slips it into his pocket once more. ]
Thanks.
It's perfect.
for some time, all he does is run his fingers over the stone. then he fishes out alex's hairband from his pocket. he always keeps it on him. on very rare occasions, he even wears it now that his hair is much longer.
now, however, he wraps the band around the rock. and slips it into his pocket once more. ]
Thanks.
It's perfect.
Dolph will receive a simple-looking package on his work desk, something he might be used to at this point but this time there is a note that when opened says 'Happy Holidays from Tim'.
Inside is a nice set tools, small enough that he can use them on his own arm if needed and a nice pair of gloves and a red scarf.
Inside is a nice set tools, small enough that he can use them on his own arm if needed and a nice pair of gloves and a red scarf.
[Loki isn't quite sure where Dolph is staying, so these would most likely be delivered to Club Quartz, with a text note for Dolph letting him know if he's not there to receive the parcel.
It's a wrapped box with a fur mantle wrapped around an elegant but sturdy clay wine bottle (filled). There is an accompanying note.]
Hail Dolph, Yule represents a time of community and togetherness, as we wind through the darkest time of the year towards the return of the light. It's also a time of gifts between friends, though I expect no reciprocation. I hope this mantle will keep you warm, and that you'll enjoy a taste of my home. Asgardian Wine is difficult to come by.
It's signed with a bind rune.
It's a wrapped box with a fur mantle wrapped around an elegant but sturdy clay wine bottle (filled). There is an accompanying note.]
Hail Dolph, Yule represents a time of community and togetherness, as we wind through the darkest time of the year towards the return of the light. It's also a time of gifts between friends, though I expect no reciprocation. I hope this mantle will keep you warm, and that you'll enjoy a taste of my home. Asgardian Wine is difficult to come by.
It's signed with a bind rune.
[A nicely wrapped box shows up with a note. Inside is a very nice winter coat, scarf, hat and gloves. The note says:
Stay warm! Merry Christmas!
M]
Stay warm! Merry Christmas!
M]
On the night of the 24th the quiet flapping of wings could be heard outside as Arrakis delivered his gifts. He didn’t have his wind magic anymore so he couldn’t silence his approach completely as he quietly placed a box next to the door. He stifled a small shiver. By the goddess it got cold at night. He had more gifts to deliver though so he turned to leave. If you are fast you might catch him before he takes to the skies again.
Inside the box is a card written in fancy calligraphy:
Happy Holidays Dolph,
Arrakis Faylare
Along with a small bag of homemade chocolates in the shape of a wine glass. The chocolates are fairly spicy dark chocolate with a hint of coffee and lime.
Inside the box is a card written in fancy calligraphy:
Happy Holidays Dolph,
Arrakis Faylare
Along with a small bag of homemade chocolates in the shape of a wine glass. The chocolates are fairly spicy dark chocolate with a hint of coffee and lime.
[ Given business has been slower since the crystal exploded, Jean decides one morning after the portal is opened to wrap his arms around Dolph and keep him from getting out of bed to get dressed for work.
Instead, he buries his face against Dolph's shoulder for a moment before he talks into it. ]
Instead of heading to work, what if we headed into the city? We can check it out and get something to eat, a proper date.
Instead, he buries his face against Dolph's shoulder for a moment before he talks into it. ]
Instead of heading to work, what if we headed into the city? We can check it out and get something to eat, a proper date.
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