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OTA | Dinner & Diatribes
Who: Lazarus Mezzasalma (yourtwocents) & You!
What: Various Acts of Indulgence and Hedonism as he settles in.
When: Mid-Late April through to the end of Spring
Where: Various - Pumpkin Hollow, Crane's Ridge, Paradesium
Warning(s): themes of excessive consumption, heavy drinking & smoking, one prompt specifically features the Brothel and will have those mature themes in play.
Pumpkin Hollow - Empty Pockets
It wasn’t exactly his usual haunt, but hey he couldn’t be picky when he was still getting his footing yeah? Besides! The music had enough of a bump he didn’t feel wholly ahead of the times and too snobbish ‘bout strings over synths and such. Lazarus had already got his first two or so rounds going, schmoozing about from table to table and jutting his nose into folks’ business. Getting to know the locals! Who could blame em, yeah? He didn’t even need to do the whole nine yards of hiding the horns and tail here!
The next unlucky soul to be subject to him had all but just sat down and he was already sat across them in the blink of an eye with his elbow propped upon the table and his chin nestled in his palm. A shark tooth grin parting to speak as he sticks his other hand out across the space at them.
“Come here often? I sure don’t- gettin’ to know the ropes, name’s Laz! What’s yours?”
Pumpkin Hollow - Velvet, Ambrosia and Silk (18+)
Now this was his speed. Pretty people, pretty music, good hands working tense shoulders and more, what else could he want for? Aside from maybe a more robust dining menu but he got the sense the most he could get away with was a slight suggestion and maybe eating the cards he’s playing the table with while nobody’s looking..
Still, he was feelin’ damn swell after a back massage and a hefty tip to the working lads and lasses, he was down at the gaming tables and smoking out the competition with remarkable efficiency. Not immediately, naturally. Have to build up the confidence and the bravado and make them think you’re a fumbling oaf- before its flush after flush like he’s cleanin’ out gutter pipes.
He sighs and reveals his winning hand with a shrug and a lean back in his chair, hand snaking up his drink and swirling the ice around its rocks glass with a smile that was all teeth after teeth. “Them’s the breaks, eh? Whose for another go?”
Crane's Ridge - Hot Springs
The hot springs were empty, well.. Almost. Seeming barren of most life around it even, like the birds and bugs and critters about were too nervous to get too close.. Certainly nowhere in arms reach of the largest basin and then some further length to be safe.. Still, the bubbling baths were a welcome change and almost like home, but better! No head honchos to worry about throwing a coup every other day..
The largest basin broils, water kicking up bubbles as a roiling mass beneath foggy water coils and ungulates up until a much smaller figure pops their head out of the water with a content sigh. His horns breaching first and his curls bouncing back like they’d never been soaked in the first place as he lays back against the edge, arms resting on the lip as he gets comfortable.
“Now this I can get used to..”
Paradesium - Jungle
Hungry. Even after round on round of exploration he couldn’t shake that hunger. It gnaws at him greedily in his gluttonous gut. Not so long after his dip in the springs he wanders further, deeper. Naturally the tales of Paradesium would interest him the moment he heard them. With his body all lax and loose from his detour he was ravenous. He needed something new. Exotic maybe, something to quell the clawing carnivorous beast.
Movement, rumbling through the brush as you find yourself there for- whatever reason really, exploration? Foraging? Heading to that water park? Whatever it is you find yourself being stalked. Something low moving through the thick foliage has spotted you and isn’t exactly trying to hide its heavy footfall or guttural groans as it lumbers towards you under cover of shadow..
yourtwocents) & You!What: Various Acts of Indulgence and Hedonism as he settles in.
When: Mid-Late April through to the end of Spring
Where: Various - Pumpkin Hollow, Crane's Ridge, Paradesium
Warning(s): themes of excessive consumption, heavy drinking & smoking, one prompt specifically features the Brothel and will have those mature themes in play.
Pumpkin Hollow - Empty Pockets
It wasn’t exactly his usual haunt, but hey he couldn’t be picky when he was still getting his footing yeah? Besides! The music had enough of a bump he didn’t feel wholly ahead of the times and too snobbish ‘bout strings over synths and such. Lazarus had already got his first two or so rounds going, schmoozing about from table to table and jutting his nose into folks’ business. Getting to know the locals! Who could blame em, yeah? He didn’t even need to do the whole nine yards of hiding the horns and tail here!
The next unlucky soul to be subject to him had all but just sat down and he was already sat across them in the blink of an eye with his elbow propped upon the table and his chin nestled in his palm. A shark tooth grin parting to speak as he sticks his other hand out across the space at them.
“Come here often? I sure don’t- gettin’ to know the ropes, name’s Laz! What’s yours?”
Pumpkin Hollow - Velvet, Ambrosia and Silk (18+)
Now this was his speed. Pretty people, pretty music, good hands working tense shoulders and more, what else could he want for? Aside from maybe a more robust dining menu but he got the sense the most he could get away with was a slight suggestion and maybe eating the cards he’s playing the table with while nobody’s looking..
Still, he was feelin’ damn swell after a back massage and a hefty tip to the working lads and lasses, he was down at the gaming tables and smoking out the competition with remarkable efficiency. Not immediately, naturally. Have to build up the confidence and the bravado and make them think you’re a fumbling oaf- before its flush after flush like he’s cleanin’ out gutter pipes.
He sighs and reveals his winning hand with a shrug and a lean back in his chair, hand snaking up his drink and swirling the ice around its rocks glass with a smile that was all teeth after teeth. “Them’s the breaks, eh? Whose for another go?”
Crane's Ridge - Hot Springs
The hot springs were empty, well.. Almost. Seeming barren of most life around it even, like the birds and bugs and critters about were too nervous to get too close.. Certainly nowhere in arms reach of the largest basin and then some further length to be safe.. Still, the bubbling baths were a welcome change and almost like home, but better! No head honchos to worry about throwing a coup every other day..
The largest basin broils, water kicking up bubbles as a roiling mass beneath foggy water coils and ungulates up until a much smaller figure pops their head out of the water with a content sigh. His horns breaching first and his curls bouncing back like they’d never been soaked in the first place as he lays back against the edge, arms resting on the lip as he gets comfortable.
“Now this I can get used to..”
Paradesium - Jungle
Hungry. Even after round on round of exploration he couldn’t shake that hunger. It gnaws at him greedily in his gluttonous gut. Not so long after his dip in the springs he wanders further, deeper. Naturally the tales of Paradesium would interest him the moment he heard them. With his body all lax and loose from his detour he was ravenous. He needed something new. Exotic maybe, something to quell the clawing carnivorous beast.
Movement, rumbling through the brush as you find yourself there for- whatever reason really, exploration? Foraging? Heading to that water park? Whatever it is you find yourself being stalked. Something low moving through the thick foliage has spotted you and isn’t exactly trying to hide its heavy footfall or guttural groans as it lumbers towards you under cover of shadow..