CAPTIVE GAME: LiliS & Eichi

[idolpro]

[ You're in a room with no doors or windows, about the size of a living room. Depending on how many of you are around, it might feel a little cramped. The walls and ceiling are draped with fabrics, the floor covered in colorful rugs and piles of sitting cushions, but you can see the dirt ground and untreated wood walls peeking through in places. There are three or so oil lamps to light the space, each placed on a stump-like round little table that isn't big enough to hold much else. It's kind of cozy, but...

Most of the cushions are embroidered with an array of colors, but there's one pillow in particular, set aside from the rest, that's one solid color – Iris's position color. ]

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[syckophant]

[Ah. Eichi. Is not entirely sure how to feel about this, but it makes sense for him, he supposes.]

It doesn't rain, it pours.

[He is not going to let anyone KNOW he's going to try to escape, but he will at least start moving his fingers to test things.]

[flamecursed]

Oh? You're not afraid?

[ that's at least a point in her book. ]

[syckophant]

Hmmm. No, this might as well happen.

[He's not NOT ANXIOUS, but also. Sometimes you've had a bad week so just put a cherry on top of the bad week sundae why not.]

I'm sure you'll make it sufficiently horrible, though.

[flamecursed]

[ ...that makes her feel a little bad. ]

So you understand the situation you've found yourself in.

[syckophant]

It's a game. So I'm mostly making assumptions.

[flamecursed]

[ Contemplative.

Could she explain that they need to get their teammate back? Yes. Is she going to bother with that? No. ]

Then make sure to bear what happens as best you can.

[syckophant]

That's my job, I assume??? I'll do the best I can for the sake of my unit.

[flamecursed]

Good.

[ Time to go discuss how to make a man cry, brb. ]

[syckophant]

[Sweet while y'all are chatting he's going to try to get out of his bonds. The minute eyes aren't on him he's trying to get his hands out from behind his back by curling up into a ball and trying to pull them under him.]

[busybreathing]

. . . do you want a hand?

[syckophant]

I don't know, I've already got two.

[He's flexible!!! So he'll get his hands in front of him if no one stops him. That's already more comfortable!]

...But...

It seems like you're the kind who'd like a bit of a fight, right? Fufufu~ We could get this game over more quickly if you'd let me out and let me make trouble for you.

[busybreathing]

I'm already playing the part of someone with no will~ so if your suggestion is to untie you, then give it a little more of a demanding tone of voice and maybe I'll obey.

[syckophant]

[Oh, okay. Roleplay it is.]

Very well.

I demand to be freed, right this instant! [And if his yelling is distracting... all the better.]

[busybreathing]

You really got into it~. . .

[ anyway he'll start to untie eichi bc this is where we are at ]

[worthathousand]

[ a hand placed gently but firmly at Coriander's wrist ]

....That won't be necessary, I don't think.

[ Hi mom just got back from shopping, are you kids having fun, ]

[syckophant]

[They're having a lot of fun, especially since Eichi has enough leeway to get a hand free, and he slips it into his jacket, pulling out a pocket pistol and just. Firing it off at whoever is unlucky enough to be in front of him.]

[busybreathing]

[ have you ever suspected you might get shot but when it happens it's still kind of surprising.

Also if he's going to get shot he really feels like getting shot in the chest or the face would be way more likely to kill him than getting shot in the shoulder ]

Ah —

[ it might be an anticlimactic vocal reaction but at least he does dramatically fall over. ]

1/2

[worthathousand]

[ A hair's breadth of a flinch before she sees—
and then.

]

2/2

[worthathousand]

[ She's very practiced at this.
retractable staff: out
juniper tree: on
Eichi is forcibly ejected from his seat.

The staff whips around with a slight whine of air before it connects with his midsection and sends him flying against the wall. ]

Re: 2/2

[flamecursed]

You—!

[ She's gone from listening to him shout about being untied and working with the smell of onions to hefting the axe high above her head at a moment's notice.

There was something in his hand when he was knocked aside--whether or not it's still there, that's what she's going for, to disable him in the most unkind way possible, to the arm she thought he was using; dropping the head of the axe in a wide arc down and into one of his shoulders, deep enough and just at the right angle to sharply dig into his wing.

goodbye wing hello one winged angel ]

[worthathousand]

...Bordeaux.

[ she dips her head politely, despite their circumstances.
then. a pause. ]

I could not face Ruby with pride if I did not do my best to look after you.

[syckophant]

That doesn't really seem in the spirit of the game! Besides, Ruby wouldn't get protective over me.

[worthathousand]

I don't live to serve. Not Yasuragi, either.

And I wouldn't think one of her own unitmates would be so mistaken about Ruby.
[ matter-of-fact; almost fond ] She would want to rip my throat out.

[syckophant]

You do not know my relationship with her.

[If anything she might get mad because he 'belonged to her' and was 'taken', but he's not assuming anyone would want revenge for him. And he wouldn't WANT them to.]

Well, if you just want to sit and chat, I'm fine with that too.

[worthathousand]

I suppose I don't know it. [ a bit softer ]
But I feel I know Ruby herself very well.

Regardless, I think you know as well as I that a chat will have to find a better time.