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The Last Supper - LiliS
[ All things considered, the room looks fairly comfy. Dark mahogany walls are decorated with wine red velvet curtains, and chaise lounges and deep-cushioned chairs in matching upholstery arrange themselves in front of a large plasma TV screen that can receive input from any idol's smartphone, though it cannot be changed from the current screen.
A hallway attaches to the room, branching off into two hallways. In the inner hallway, there's a kitchenette—it holds no food in either the fridge or the cupboards, but perhaps as an insult the fridge door's inside shelf holds a gold-framed painting of split pomegranates with seeds artistically spilling onto the ground. At least it's not entirely useless as a room—there are any number of melee weapons in the cupboards and shelves, each weapon's handle furnished with decorative snakes in the unit's color.
Past the kitchen is a modest bathroom that nevertheless uses the majority of its space for its bath and shower, including various skin and hair care products (though no electric plugs, despite the presence of hair dryers), sparkly bath bombs, and a seemingly endless number of wine red towels and bathrobes. Across the bathroom is what seems to be a luxurious sleeping room, somehow large enough to hold as many beds as needed for the unit; the sheets are similarly wine red with what feels like a million thread count, and the mattresses and pillows might be made of the softest material in existence.
The outer hallway leads to the mud room, which leads toward the outside. ]
A hallway attaches to the room, branching off into two hallways. In the inner hallway, there's a kitchenette—it holds no food in either the fridge or the cupboards, but perhaps as an insult the fridge door's inside shelf holds a gold-framed painting of split pomegranates with seeds artistically spilling onto the ground. At least it's not entirely useless as a room—there are any number of melee weapons in the cupboards and shelves, each weapon's handle furnished with decorative snakes in the unit's color.
Past the kitchen is a modest bathroom that nevertheless uses the majority of its space for its bath and shower, including various skin and hair care products (though no electric plugs, despite the presence of hair dryers), sparkly bath bombs, and a seemingly endless number of wine red towels and bathrobes. Across the bathroom is what seems to be a luxurious sleeping room, somehow large enough to hold as many beds as needed for the unit; the sheets are similarly wine red with what feels like a million thread count, and the mattresses and pillows might be made of the softest material in existence.
The outer hallway leads to the mud room, which leads toward the outside. ]
Re: ROUND 3 MINGLE & DISCUSSION
Re: ROUND 3 MINGLE & DISCUSSION
Eyes dart over the remaining names on the board, then: ]
Can I help, or is this the kind of thing where you wanna make the kill yourself?
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Okay, kill me, because I don't love anyone else here, and I'll be mad if I die to someone boring.
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[ Look, he sees what's happening on the scoreboard, too, but this is the One Thing we agreed as a unit we weren't doing. ]
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This game's really doing things to people, isn't it.
[ It's a good thing he got to keep his sword. The blunt weapons are all well and good, but as far gone as he is in some respects he still wants to make this as quick as he can. ]
All right. But only because it might still be a decent strategy. [ His lips quirk. ] Eichi'd be pissed at us for throwing the game.
[ Unsheathing his sword with his usual flourish! ]
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—We can use our powers in here.
[ Softer. ]
I can make it better.
[ Doesn't know if he can make it not hurt, but he can definitely give Tenn something pretty and distracting. He's — gotten waaaaay better at making illusions for reasons no one should worry about. ]
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and, then, without any kind of shame, because love berserk: ]
Turn yourself into Eichi when you do it.
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—and what if it's not any good. The only thing more embarrassing than putting on an illusory Eichi mask would be putting on an unconvincing Eichi mask. ]
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So. ]
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It's not perfect, a couple of details are definitely wrong, but the pillows feel soft, the sun streaming in from the windows feels warm, and he's willing to bet the room isn't what Tenn's here for anyway. ]
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—Apart from, 'Why are you doing this? I asked you not to let LiliS allow itself to die.' ]
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(He'd so much rather just project it on empty air, and he could, but he wouldn't be able to make himself invisible, and the illusory Eichi wouldn't be as solid.)
(Plus, you know.) (Tenn said turn yourself into him.)
This is fine, this isn't awkward or embarrassing for anyone— ]
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"You did so well."
It's what he was thinking during the intermission; what he overheard Eichi saying, before he made himself scarce. ]
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While it might be strange, for Lupine, Tenn wraps his arms around him - taking in the apparition, closing his eyes and breathing in a long, calming breath.
There's a brief moment where Tenn has to stop himself from saying "You didn't get his smell right.", because ... well, while he didn't get his smell right, and while saying that and seeing Lupine's reaction would be very, very funny, Tenn really doesn't want to make him uncomfortable, right now.
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And, yet -
Stopping himself and holding back the next part is impossible. There was never a version of this situation that could have happened without the next breath of words - Not in Tenn's current state, at least. ]
I love you.
[ In the moment, being mercykilled with a love-drenched brain, he isn't entirely sure which man before him he's really saying those words to. ]
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Lupine cinches his eyes shut. What a stupid, stupid game. ]
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It's credit to someone that the illusion of Eichi doesn't flicker, even as he feels hot blood seep into his clothes.
Doesn't let go of the back of Tenn's head, either. ]