idolpro | Betrayal - BAD END=DEAD END

[ You spill out of the elevator into a graveyard— the elevator is gone when you look back.

It is, predictably, spooky as fuck: cobwebs culminate to huge masses of spindly white on the iron bars that line the plot of land, as well as on the various headstones. They're unreadable by this point, text worn away by time and wind, but while many of these graves have only been exposed to forces of nature, some of them have been tampered by what could only be human hands. Several grave plots have been completely upturned, caskets open and skeletons exposed, bodies completely broken and arranged messily as if someone had manhandled them in order to look for something. The caskets give a clear idea of what that might be: there are parts missing to them, the lining and the decorative emblems and even the hinges, on some caskets. Grave robbing seems to be popular, here.

There are also just a few graves with an open coffin and no body. How . . . mysterious. . .

Not everyone who died here was given a coffin, or a grave. The sight of an empty coffin's decadent lining fills you with a sense of revulsion; you get the feeling that some people's finery came at other people's expense. Someone amidst the less fortunate once tried to bring justice - only to fail, and die a nameless, unknown death, while these people went on to one day even rot in more silk and gold. But it's just a hunch - the knowledge sits uncertainly in your head, faint and far-off. You could bring it into focus, maybe, but the vague impression of loathing and despair - well, it's probably better off left a vague impression. If you lose your sanity, or are damaged too far, though, it will overwhelm you.

A medallion sits on an intact monument and Exael's hologram balances on the edge of it, rocking back and forth and watching you. If you have questions and she's not busy with hosting or another unit, she'll appear here to answer them.

A readout on your phone tells you the rules and displays the sanity goal (explore rooms) and your traitor goal (kill someone and steal an item from them) as well as the item that you've been given (medallion). It looks like nothing is stopping you from committing the traitor goal even while you're sane, if you wish to.

There is one exit: East. ]

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[ Okay you're not Phoenix and Sanguine's still upset about him not being here, but Boss is also pretty fucking important right now.

He touches his face, lightly stroking it. ]

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[didn't even register the hand coming at him but then there's pressure--touch?! against his face and he's startling hard, a bit wide-eyed but otherwise without any real expression as he sees--

????

Sanguine's in one piece.

in more ways than one???

and touching--his face?

real?!]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

[ And then he's kissing Boss, needy and intense. ]

[a quiet sound escapes him, then. and he still for another long moment while like fifty different thoughts and feelings not all his own try to have a say

but then he's kissing back, his own hand going up to Sanguine's throat, shaky and trying to feel for like a seam or something where his head was disconnected from him body but its whole its whole and firm and real maybe real.

kiss gets a whole lot eager and needier as that sinks it. starting to cry a little but also a bubble of laughter threatening to come up]

[ Sanguine's very responsive as Boss starts to bloom back to life, letting him take the lead as he needs but continuing to kiss, tasting the insides of Boss's mouth. He moves his hand from Boss's face to his fair, stroking in a way that's just as reassuring for himself as he hopes it is for Boss. ]

[real and alive and warm and there to touch not behind some kind of glass--his hands start to grip at Sanguine, fingers digging in lest its some illusion that vanishes from sight.

he only pulls back from the desperate kiss when he feels the need for air and even then his mouth trails down Sanguine's jaw to his neck, quiet except for the sound of his breathing, almost too fast, definitely too loud to his own ear.]

[ Sanguine makes a soft noise of protest when the kiss breaks off, despite needing the air just as much himself. But the sound trails off into a moan as the kisses trail down his neck, and he tilts his neck slightly to encourage it. He continues stroking Boss's hair with one hand, the other wrapping around to make sure they're as close to each other as physically possible. ]

[his own hands trail around behind Sanguine, under his shirt, to dig his nails in there as he helps with making sure they're as close as possible. his mouth works at Sanguinpue's neck, small nips along his throat until he bites down hard on the side of his neck, right along where the axe came down, only letting up up after sucking and lapping his tongue over the developing bruise.

real real real and that means he's out, he's out, he's finally out.

Sanguine probably can feel some wetness along his neck that's more from Boss quietly crying but hopefully the kisses distracted enough?]

[ Sanguine's breathing grows ragged, his nails digging into Boss's skull and his side a little. That feels good, better than good, amazing and he's letting out another small, needy moan. He feels the wetness, Boss's tears, and he thinks distantly to himself that he'll have to do something more about that but right now his eyes are rolling into the back of his head and those kisses feel so good don't stop don't stop don't— ]

[he shivers a bit at the sound, at the feel of those nails digging in and he wants and wants and needs--but. but but but they can't just linger, can they? it feels like they can't. a raw fury in his gut twisting and building in on itself, remembering what happened following the last time they were in this place--

he presses his face against Sanguine's neck, a strangled, helpless sort of sound escaping him because he can't seem to find the right words--did he just forget them?]

[ Sanguine gentles his touch, going from clutching at Boss to holding him. ]

It'll be okay.

[ Because it's not okay yet, and he knows it— shadows creeping into the corners of your mind when you let them, a strange floating feeling of unrealness when someone looks your way— but the path forward is clear. AlcheME has to die for what they've done. ]

[there's a beat, like he's. processing. and then a faint nod against his shoulder, but he doesn't really move beyond that already seemingly settled in a comfortable closeness he's not ready to give up, judging by how he... goes back to putting gentle nips on Sanguine's neck.

he gets it, they both get it, Phoenix, too. about what needs to be done but also also also...]

[ Sanguine lets out a shuddering, breathy sigh at the sensation, threading his fingers lightly through Boss's hair so as to not impede his movements. ]

D-don't... stop...

[ They have to eventually of course, but also. But also. He massages lightly at Boss's scalp with his fingertips. ]

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