POST-ROUND 2 MINGLE

[idolpro]

[ Once the decisions have been made, everyone is ushered—though those gentle tugs—out their respective mud rooms into the courtyard. An impossibly tall and incredibly dense garden hedge divides one half of the courtyard away—moreover, it increasingly gets taller when climbed, preventing its residents from escaping their slice of the courtyard. From beyond, idols can hear the distant sounds of something rumbling—perhaps it's the ground shaking. . .

The roster is visible on a large screen, though as time progresses, certain names are blacked out. . . ]

[ Mouths and Hands will be able to transform into monsters at-will, though Hands are much more diminutive and Mouths have supernatural abilities at their disposal. Moreover, unit abilities are on. ]

Comments

[rainshaveceased]

Is the blood yours or someone else's?

[temperedinpride]

Both.

[rainshaveceased]

...I see.

[temperedinpride]

[He cups Elidibus's cheek, running a talon over his lips.]

Why such an expression?

[rainshaveceased]

This seems to be a thoroughly unpleasant game, that's all.

[temperedinpride]

[He bends down to kiss Elidibus's eyelids. Leaving blood.]

Perhaps.

[rainshaveceased]

[he doesn't like that there's blood on your mouth buddy]

You do not think so?

[temperedinpride]

[A little eating people you love is fine? His talons settle possessively at the back of Elidibus's neck.]

I neither like nor dislike it.

[rainshaveceased]

[you didn't think it was fine before!! make up your mind!]

That is... reasonable enough, I suppose.

[temperedinpride]

[Crazy brain says it's fine now. He kisses the shell of Elidibus's ear.]

Funny. I am far from a reasonable man.

[rainshaveceased]

Should I assume you are not being reasonable, then? If that is the case, would you be willing to accept guidance?

[temperedinpride]

Am I ever reasonable? But what guidance would you offer?

[rainshaveceased]

I would ask that you consider your actions very carefully, lest you regret them afterwards.

[temperedinpride]

[He hums softly, gazing at Elidibus with a definite crazed intensity.]

As ever, your advice is sound. It would not do, to have regrets.

[rainshaveceased]

[ah. he's going to get eaten isn't he.]

That is not precisely what I meant.

[temperedinpride]

[He's going to get eaten.]

Isn't it?

[rainshaveceased]

It isn't. But I expect it would not do much good to try and press my actual point.

[temperedinpride]

I would always hear what you wish to say, Elidibus.

[rainshaveceased]

Very well.

You are currently not in your right mind. After this game, when you have recovered, you may regret some of the decisions you make in this state.

[temperedinpride]

Perhaps.

[He cups Elidibus's face up and kisses him hungrily. In several senses of that word.]

But do you really think I will?

[rainshaveceased]

[he's returning the kiss, though with significantly less enthusiasm]

...That would depend on the decisions you make.

[temperedinpride]

I doubt I will regret anything I decide to do.

[As he runs his fingers through Elidibus's hair and pulls him closer.]

[rainshaveceased]

Then there is nothing else I need to say.

[temperedinpride]

Are you afraid of me, Elidibus?

[Just you know, running his talons down his back, petting.]

[rainshaveceased]

I am afraid of what you might do to yourself.

[leans against him]