dreampost: even more after dark edition (III)

[wotanon]

[ AGAIN, but this time it's future is now's fault,

shit's going to be sexy in here.

please list what you're open or not open to somewhere in your toplevel pls and thank ]

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[notadrop]

I'm nooooot! See, this is why I don't like to bring it up? People start expecting way more from me, but it's not like memorizing a bunch of stuff and writing essays is like, super hard or anything?

[marsascending]

Perhaps one would think so, but speaking as a sometime-professor I'd say it's a rarer skill than you'd actually expect. By which I mean I've read a great many truly dire papers.

[notadrop]

Mine would probably be dire, too...

[ they take another sip though, looking at the clock. ]

I'm gonna go get changed. Meet me in the back?

[marsascending]

All right. See you in a bit~

[ she stands to get up, and winks before heading off to take care of the bill. ]

[notadrop]

[ they fluster a bit, staying in place while she does that - and then they get up to head for the kitchen.

Exactly five minutes later they come out into the back alley, wearing their BAD END=DEAD END outfit. ]

[marsascending]

[ wow cute

she’s already leaning slightly against a wall back there, humming slightly; she pushes off to stand properly when they exit. ]

Kinda think this is cuter, actually.

[notadrop]

If you say so, miss!

[ they skip over to grab her arm, leaning against her. ]

So where are we like, going tonight?

[marsascending]

Well, I do have some really choice accommodations, but that's not really interesting. What is interesting is that there's apparently some abandoned tunnels that'll get you to some surprisingly lovely secluded waterfront views.

[notadrop]

Ehhhh? Miss, are you trying to lure me somewhere hidden so you can do horrible things to me?

[marsascending]

I hope by horrible you don't mean sex because that sort of defeats the purpose of this exercise.

[notadrop]

Horrible sex things! Like, duh! That's different from normal sex things.

[marsascending]

As someone unfamiliar with Horrible Sex Things you may need to inform me of them to make sure I don't tread on your boundaries, since you seem so knowledgeable.

[notadrop]

You know! Like, being cornered in the dark and ravished by a scaaaaary horrible monster pretending to be a pretty woman?

[marsascending]

[ wow. gee. terrible. ]

...well, I hate to disappoint, but I'm only one of those things. But thank you for the compliment!

[notadrop]

[ yes! what a horrible thought! ]

I'm starting to reconsider my choice here...

[marsascending]

Well, if a hotel would make you feel more comfortable. I figured I might as well offer something more novel.

Just because I'm tipping doesn't mean I want to be boring!

[notadrop]

No, no! Wherever you want is fiiiine. 💖 Waterfront views sound really nice!

[marsascending]

Well, c'mon, then, no time like the present.

[ anyway time to find out if this woman can navigate a bunch of service tunnels and pedway areas in heels, which it turns out, she absolutely can. ]

...I do so enjoy a bit of urban exploration.

[notadrop]

[ wow...so talented. Ruby keeps clinging to her, though they don't really look as nervous as they'd been acting the rest of the night ]

It's like, okay I guess? I mean, I've lived here my whole life so it doesn't really feel special.

[marsascending]

I guess it is sort of a visitor's privilege to experience wonder somewhere, isn't it? I think it's a little bit like the joy of meeting someone for the very first time. A first kiss, maybe.

[ she trails her hand along the wall, like even the texture has something interesting about it. ]

[notadrop]

A first kiss, huh? Wowww, how romantiiiic.

[marsascending]

I think that sort of romance is easier to find in places rather than people.

Speaking of which, you don't need to keep up the act, if you don't want to.

[notadrop]

Ehhh? I like, don't know what you're talking about?

[marsascending]

You don’t have to do the maid cafe cutesy thing?

I mean, maybe some men are really into that, but I could take it or leave it.

[notadrop]

It's like, what you paid for. ...Isn't it?