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[opening_act]

Who: Exael and the Unlucky Contestants
Where: The Game Tower
When: 86, Evening

[ Between one step and the next the walls (or streets, or open air) around you changes. The sight before you is a room inside the game tower, a new pressure at your neck. Reaching up or looking at the people around you reveals it to be a collar, titanium with a small green blinking light set in the center. ]

[ the screen flickers on, on your cellphone. It's a half-second, blink and you miss it— Exael, chewing on a nail, looking uncharacteristically nervous— then the moment's gone and she waves both hands and smiles for the camera. ]

"Ladies, gentlemen, honored guests! Units of all stripes and sizes! I come offering you a game and a few familiar words, rearranged for the occasion!"

Her carnival barker demeanor shifts for a moment as she lowers her head to say: ] "Glory to the highest, and on earth peace—" [ her head snaps up, her pigtails bouncing with it, and she's grinning again, all pomp and energy ] "even if we're not getting much down here! So let's kick up a ruckus, put on a show, and see how much good goodwill alone can manage! If you wish to save your fellows, now is the time speak!"

[ The rules appear on your phones. ]

[ Rules ] [ Rooms ] [ Results ] [ Endgame, Revivals & Winners ]

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Re: RESULTS, END GAME

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Well. He leans against the wall for a moment after they arrive, the cold having re-ignited some of the pain in his neck and throat.

But when he's addressed, he stands up straight and offers Yugi a wan smile. ]

It's certainly easier than the first time.

[ And then he's laying out one of the blankets so that they don't end up just sitting on bare concrete, motioning for Yugi to scoot onto it. ]

Re: RESULTS, END GAME

[puzzlers]

[ yugi is sitting uncomfortably on his lumpy pillow, because he's trying to figure out why he'd even decided to buy these things in the first place. ]

Huh, oh, uh, yeah.

[ he buries those thoughts for now, abandoning the pillow to move onto the blanket, which he'll immediately warm for king. ]

Why don't you... lay down? And relax.

Re: RESULTS, END GAME

[puzzlekeeper]

[ It's cold, he's in residual pain and shock from having his head literally blown off, and he's very preoccupied beating back any feelings he might have about the outcome of that game.

So. ]

Don't mind if I do.

[ He settles on his stomach, face buried in one of the pillows as he sighs a long sigh. Then he turns his head to watch Yugi tiredly. ]

Thank you for warming the blanket.

Re: RESULTS, END GAME

[puzzlers]

[ he makes his way over to king once he's flopped down onto their makeshift spread. ]

I'm no expert, but...

[ don't mind him straddling you, king, and perching himself on the small of his back. he warms his hands and reaches for his shoulders, kneading his hands into the knots that are probably hiding there. ]

Close your eyes, King.

Re: RESULTS, END GAME

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He looks over his shoulder like ???????? until he realizes what Yugi is up to.

Oh.

You know what.

Good.

He drops his forehead back into the pillow, and yes, he's exactly as tight and rigid as he always looks. Muffled; ]

You don't need to be an expert when you can warm your hands like that.

[ He's a cat who's found a sunbeam on top of a heat vent. ]

Re: RESULTS, END GAME

[puzzlers]

[ yugi smiles at him, waiting until king has dropped his head back to the pillow to lean down and whisper, ]

Maybe not, but just imagine what these hands could do if I were one.

[ he sits back up and scoots back, sitting on the rise of his ass as his hands travel down his back. he doesn’t work any one knot for too long, but maybe that’s only because he wants to explore every inch of king he’s able to right now. ]

Anywhere in particular you want me?