idolpro | sensitIV - SATURDAY NOON PST

sensitIV - SATURDAY NOON PST

[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.

There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.

Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]

RECIPE BOOK

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Hey. [ sets a hand over hers. ] ... You okay?

I am. But truth be told, I'm a little more concerned about you. How are you holding up?

Hah... I'll be okay. What happened could have gone worse. It's just... we don't always have options. We can't always just look out for ourselves.

Maybe not. But... it doesn't make things any easier.

[ She'll draw him into a hug. ]

Adrenaline is... a powerful thing.

[ it wasn't so hard, in the end. because it had made a difference.

he pulls her close in turn, stroking her hair a little. ]

[ People really are careless, pulling in a vampire-like this.

Then again... maybe it just goes to show how kind and trusting everyone is. She waits to hear the steady beat of his heart...

. . . . . . .

Hand lifting, her fingers shift, feeling for the pulse upon his neck. ]