Karaoke bar mingle, Day 433 evening

[sangreine]

Who: Alizarin, Lupine, Venti, and AS MANY PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE
Where: Karaoke Bar, Pasela Resort
When: Day 433, evening

[ At the karaoke bar, the rooms are decorated in the style of LiliS, SensitIV, ☆Zrael, Wild City, Avante, and HSS as the "winners" of the latest horrifying game, dubious though the title is.  A group is gathering there in search of some mutual comfort after these recent, trying days, with plans for lots of drinks, songs, and plenty of cuddles for whoever wants them -- won't you join them? ]

[ A handwritten sign just at the entrance reads: ]

Rules: 
1. No brooding
2. Anyone wanting to engage in "improper behavior" must get permission from Suou Tsukasa

[ -- that last one is probably just a dig at the poor boy for attempting to moralize to immortals, but do with it as you like. ]

[ Everyone who was at Ideal Worlds endgame, knows the three party planners, is in their units, or just heard about this shindig through the robust hell grapevine should consider themselves invited!  In fact, you might have been dragged against your will -- they are a rather incorrigible bunch, after all. ]

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[sangreine]

[ She does like that shiver, and that he well knows exactly what he's doing by teasing her hunting instincts. The hand in his hair gives a good wrench to yank his head back, shifting in his lap so he'll get just a hint of her glowing red eyes and a thorough mapwork of the rest of her where she's pressed against him. ]

[ She doesn't need to consider what to do with his delightfully insolent mouth, however; her lips drag up his neck, fangs scoring the turn of his jaw, licks at the corner of his mouth and then hovers there, watching him with her predator's eyes. ]

May I? [ Though she doesn't tend to ask permission after being so challenged, she does like to ask before drawing blood when she has her wits about her. Drinking blood, that's way more personal and intimate than sex, to her mind. Her tongue flickers over his lower lip to make clear where she's aiming for; nothing much, tidy and efficient and easily fixed. ]

[outofoffice]

[ He smirks in response to his head being wrenched back, irreverent and entirely unrepentant.

His hand glides lower, tracing the curve of her hip, taking his time to answer for no good reason. ]

Hmmm . . . after careful consideration, you may.

[sangreine]

[ There are plenty of possible reasons, none of which she particularly favors -- except that it's so fitting for him to be as big a pain as possible, and he did agree, so there's only so put out she can be. ]

Smartass, [ she murmurs as she bites down on his lip, nice and slow, in a way she isn't when she feeds solely for nourishment. Her fangs retract as soon as their purpose is accomplished; she's not after a meal, just a taste. Enough to get her going a little, by the indolent but eager way she kisses and laps at him. She makes a soft sound, almost a growl, but it's more human than otherwise. ]