sensitIV - SATURDAY 430PM PST

[idolpro]

[ 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

Comments

Re: EMPATHY BOND

[bondsofsuffering]

These things...

[But Lucifel's known him long enough to see the worst of it, probably? So. Sure, why not.]

Re: EMPATHY BOND

[sancrimony]

[ tying it to his wrist.

of course obviously there's a deep burning hatred and also an overwhelming sense of affection, naturally there's constant anger and grief, and these emotions together are fairly conflicting and repressed so that he can even be functional as a person

but right now the one that comes out the most is the affection for his unitmates, which means the wall-cabinet pops out some agave. ]

. . . Ah, that's not right. . .

Re: EMPATHY BOND

[bondsofsuffering]

...

What are you aiming for, anyway?

[He's nervous because wow he hates being Seen but at least it mutes itself somewhat in the face of Lucifel's Everything.]

Re: EMPATHY BOND

[sancrimony]

The fruit and club soda, of course.

[ did you know willing yourself to feel specific emotions instead of "just repress everything" is hard ]

Re: EMPATHY BOND

[bondsofsuffering]

[...Pffft. There's some affection there - and the agave cabinet opens up.]

It's tough, isn't it?