BETRAYAL AT THE HOUSE ON THE GAME TOWER - END

[idolpro]

Who: Traitors and Survivors, Exael
Where: The Game Tower, and leaving it
When: Day 25, morning-- it appears that game lasted the bulk of day 24 into the night.

[ Abruptly, the nightmare ends.

You, in the rooms you kept restarting in, awoke. Before you can even panic, before even despair, the elevator doors were open in front of you to take you downstairs again. It could be a trap, sure, but your head is quiet— those fucking ghosts are gone. You also appear to be wet like someone dumped, perhaps, a bucket of holy water on you while you were asleep. All your wounds are gone, and you have been left bereft of any physical damage from your ordeal.

Unless you choose to take some with you. Nothing prevents you from taking any of your spoils downstairs with you, if you wish it, though all revolvers will have no ammo.

On the screens as you descend back to the lobby, Exael is clapping on screen, broadcast showing her in the mansion's entrance hall. "And so close the gates to this forbidden garden, and so closes this chapter of our story! Just as—" her hologram flickers as she doesn't seem to notice, chattering still to the cameras, "so too will—" fzzt, fzzt. Static, flickering, and then back into focus, "So give them all a hand! Everyone, you've done well! You stand before us still, ready to present us all with more marvels after having survived such grisly wonders with—" "—in the balance!"

As she speaks, she doesn't notice a figure approaching behind her. He's in a slick suit with both hands in his pockets, and you've seen him before— his portrait is in the foyer. His shoes are utterly silent as he walks across the marble floor, till he's right at her back.

"Audience and actors alike, we've been blessed with—" Her hologram doesn't flicker this time, but she stops speaking. Her eyebrows furrow as she tries to figure out what's amiss, and only belatedly begins to slowly look over her shoulder.

"Exael," he says with a friendly hand on her solidifying hologram shoulder, the effect spreading beneath his touch, "We need to have a chat about your requisitions paperwork."

She tilts her head, eyes wide with a finger tapping against her cheek as she thinks, "I didn't do any!"

"Yes," he agrees, smiling with all his teeth. "I know."

The broadcast cuts. The doors open to let you leave. ]

Comments

[artificialinelegance]

[ pet pet pet pet pet petpetpetpetPETPETPET ]

[eatsthecanary]

[ SERIOUSLY COMPROMISED BY THIS but mostly in the sense it feels fucking good but again he's not stopping her, indulgent about it now that they're in private, gripping onto her shoulders to knead. ]

[artificialinelegance]

[ just stops suddenly ]

Needy housecat.

[eatsthecanary]

[ WOW. ]

You can leave if you're going to act like that about it.

[artificialinelegance]

You'd have to kick me out, nerdlord.

[ goes back to petting him, though ]

[eatsthecanary]

[ fine. FINE but he's definitely pissier. ]

I could if I wanted to.

[artificialinelegance]

Wow, what a dangerous beast.

[eatsthecanary]

[


abruptly tries to grab her by the hair, hard ]

[artificialinelegance]

[ YELPS

also blushes, but ]

H-HEY!

[eatsthecanary]

So you really are a masochist.

[ he strings his fingers further into her hair and twists, trying to force her neck to arch ]

Come to think of it you didn't mention your problems yet.

[artificialinelegance]

[ like fucking reaches up to try and pry his hands off ]

What did you not believe me holy fuckin' shit why would I lie about that?!

[eatsthecanary]

[ his fingers just tighten for a moment ---

before he lets go, shaking his hand out ]

It sounds like something Haruto would joke about.

[artificialinelegance]

Well he's weird, I ain't.

[ she takes a few deep breaths, fingers digging into her thighs, before she just flops forward onto him. ]

Come on, don't just tease me.

[eatsthecanary]

I already told you I wanted a nap.

[ but his fingers shift, slide back into her hair curiously to see if she pushes his hand away again ]

[artificialinelegance]

Ruuude.

[ she doesn't, though she does stiffen ]

[eatsthecanary]

[ debates,

before taking a rough hold of her hair again and dragging her in for a kiss. isn't this nostalgic ]

[artificialinelegance]

[ it is!

she in fact even bites a little, hands grabbing only a bit desperately at him, yanking at his sweater ]

[eatsthecanary]

[ he bites back -- his teeth latching at her lip, like he's purposefully testing out her reaction at a motion so familiar ]

[artificialinelegance]

[ he gets a sharp whine, her grip tightening as her body freezes again, eyes wide and breathing heavy and deep ]

[eatsthecanary]

[ his gaze seems sharp with interest as he chews lightly at the lip before letting go, lapping at it ]

[artificialinelegance]

[ she melts into that, her entire body relaxing. the lapping elicits a moan, as she rubs her body up against his ]

[eatsthecanary]

And you called me needy.

[ he murmurs, putting a hand at the small of her back ]

[artificialinelegance]

I d-didn't say I wasn't! Come ooon, fuck me! Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme.

[eatsthecanary]

[ JUST, IN ADVANCE, FTB ]