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[idharlotry]

[ The world that Nya steps into is that of dazzling backlight against rugged stone, modern casino flashiness clashing with nature. On one end, the cave tapers to a close, reef-like structures of light hanging from the ceiling. The furniture is comfy, looking as if made of entirely nothing but slaughtered lambs - look in just the wrong way and you can even still see the blood.

On the other end is a bar, the ocean's bottom held back by a pane of glass. The bartender - half-man, half-goat - cleans a glass.

Don't stare too hard at anything here; focusing on any one object for too long results in seeing the world in 3D overlay: the past and present collide, blood spilling from the goatman and bullets and broken earth fill your periphery, the sound of screaming - the sound of lambs bleating. All in all, it's more than enough grounds to create a headache, but if that wasn't enough, the overlay breaks the glass and floods the whole cave - sometimes, it feels as if you can't breathe. Sometimes, it looks as if you've sunk into the darkest parts of the ocean, bioluminescent lights bright all around you.

Off to the side is a piano table with bar stools, broken and repaired and bloody and not. Lilith is seated on one of the stools, nursing a drink. Wrapped in and out of her dress is a yellow bellied sea snake.

Once the body crosses the threshold of Imeeji and into the ocean cave bar, Yasuragi will start to stir, injuries unhealed. ]

Comments

[floriographys]

[ Nya enters in disguise already, thankfully, since Yasuragi is stirring. That said, he believes he should start this by announcing himself. ]

Excuse me, my lady. I hope this is not an inopportune time for you.

[ He bows his head low, honestly trying not to look too hard at the surroundings. This is a new one, too! How fun! But of course he can't keep staring because of the weird overlay. How can anyone just stay in here? ]

[idharlotry]

No, come in.

[ as if he's not already inside - she gestures to the piano bench ]

Come now, my pet. Show me what prize you bring today.

[floriographys]

[ Nya brings Yasuragi along with him as he approaches the bench, and he sets Yasuragi there as he's stirring. Hopefully he'll wake soon, as Nya wants to set him sitting up, but will lay him down if necessary.]

This is one that I have met and know somewhat personally, though not very well.

[idharlotry]

Oh, he's a cute one.

[ dazzling coral reefs decorate the nails that tap on the counter as she leans to look a little closer with a predatory gaze ]

Vicious fighter. I can't say I disapprove.

[sonof]

[ lets out a hiss and clutches at his arm, curling over it even as he slowly shifts to sit up. squinting for now, not yet sharp enough to carefully take in his surroundings. mumbles ]

My head is killing me.

[floriographys]

[Once Yasuragi begins speaking, Nya quiets down. He doubts that they know each other well enough for him to recognize his voice, but better safe than sorry.

Now that he'd done his duty and greeted his Lady, he can let her work. If she doesn't dismiss him, he will take up a spot nearby, remaining standing at attention but otherwise out of the way.]

[idharlotry]

Not the ideal way to go.

[ pleasantly ]

Would you like to die another way, dear?

[sonof]

[ looks to Nya first before settling his gaze on Lilith, slowly reorienting himself ]

I do hate to be ungrateful, but I’ve already died far too many times for my liking.

[idharlotry]

You haven't been treated right if that's the way you feel about it.

[ lifting up a hand to gesture to the barkeep, who starts to make a drink ]

But we can move onto business.

[sonof]

Business. What a terrible word. Am I to take this as a purely impersonal meeting, now?

[idharlotry]

Oh, meetings with me are never impersonal, my dear.

[sonof]

Then, at the very least, I hope you’ll do me the pleasure of your name, first.

[idharlotry]

A gentleman may have the pleasure of introducing himself first.

[sonof]

Ardashir ibn Roshanak.

[idharlotry]

So you are.

[ with a twirl of her finger, and the sea snake slips through the holes in her dress to start moving out to her hand ]

You may call me Lilith.

[sonof]

Though I’m no gentleman.

Lilith. And what may I do for you?

[ gripping a little tighter at the shoulder of his injured arm as he sits up a little straighter, draping one leg off the edge of the bench ]

[idharlotry]

What a fine question.

[ watching him with an entirely and openly predatory gaze ]

How about a drink?

[sonof]

A drink would be greatly appreciated, to be quite frank.

[idharlotry]

[ snaps her fingers and the goatman comes to pass him a menu which seems to be fairly normal but also all the drinks are edgelordy in name and also some drinks are just like 'pure lava' or 'souls of the unavenged' ]

[sonof]

[ takes the menu but asks the bartender before even looking at it ]

Do you have arak?

[idharlotry]

[ the bartender nods: "Do you prefer it straight, sir?" ]

[sonof]

Straight is fine, tonight.

[idharlotry]

[ the goatman drops off the entire bottle and two shot glasses, then ]

[sonof]

I hope it suits your palette as well.

[ adjusts himself on the bench to face the bar and takes the bottle in his good arm to pour them both a shot before knocking back his own. ignoring the pounding in his head ]

[idharlotry]

I prefer it mixed.

[ knocking back her own glass ]

But drinking the poison straight has its charms.

Were you trying to win that fight? I'd love to know.