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WEEK SIX MINGLE
kings: week 6 mingle
the big orange
the big orange
22 Remain
Another week, another world to explore. Once again, waking brings you to unfamiliar surroundings, the bitter touch of Nerak cold fading to the more mild weather of autumn. The sound of cars or people talking or faint music greets your ears, no matter the time of day or night, and the light pollution is intense. Hope you weren't counting on seeing the stars.
Welcome to Kings, where you'll have your pick of shopping, entertainment, cute date spots, or just about anything else that you can think of! The city has something to offer for everyone. You'll never be wanting for things to do here - just try not to get lost in the subways. The locals may not be the most willing to help out.
Waiting for you to join them in the main plaza of Star Circle are Baraqiel, Shamsiel, and Suriel. You might have to push your way through the crowds to reach them properly, but no one's blinking an eye at your Watchers today. There are other people in costume hanging around already. What's a few angels to add to the antics?
Suriel greets everyone with their usual cheerful smile, fox daemon pressed close to their ankles to avoid getting lost in the crowd. "I bet this world reminds a bunch of you of home, huh? Let's all make the most of it while we're here!"
Baraqiel heaves a sigh, daemon weasel-formed and half-hidden in the folds of their hood as it suspiciously squints at every noise its little ears pick up. "Speak for yourself." They do not seem 100% thrilled with this worldhop, come the new week, but do at least offer something to the travelers gathered. "For those of you less used to cities like this, there are motorized vehicles of varying sizes in Kings - try not to get run over by them."
With a soft laugh, Shamsiel will look at Baraqiel and gently pat them on their upper arm and their falconet daemon will then proceed to take flight from their shoulder. At least they seem to be relieved that Baraqiel gave them a warning for those who aren't going to be familiar with it. "And much like the previous worlds we've been to, please be mindful of what you end up doing here. We are just visitors, after all, and it'd be rude if we left it all a mess."
As for your effect of the week... Your past injuries have cleared, with no phantom pains left to haunt you, your loved ones, or your launders. Instead, you'll find that you are unable to speak dishonestly - any time you try, your words get stuck on the tip of your tongue and never quite make it out. It's honesty week, lads - no more lying to yourselves or anyone else.
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Now get her out of it. ]
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[she's just. strolling over, grabbing reze by the wrist, and pulling her down the street toward a designer clothes store.]
Let's get you something halfway decent to wear.
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Uh, hello? Yes? It was all gross and cold, and then there was murder. I think that girl earlier was right, that hotel was totally a front for, like, an organ harvesting ring.
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To be fair, the staff was a little over-friendly. It was like "yes of course I'll do everything for you, by the way did you know that you don't need both kidneys"? Haha.
[ All jokes aside, her time was... pleasant! Kinda! ]
So no hotel merch here, right? I was looking for a new pair of shorts.
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[she huffs.]
I won't allow any of that garbage in my city. You can get some shorts, and whatever else you want while you're at it. I have Daddy's credit card, so it's fine.
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Well, she's going to look around and fortunately not look out of place. She's never really had much of an opportunity to pick her own clothes, but in the weeks of doing so since coming here she's adjusted well enough. The initial excitement is gone, but she's more or less delighted in the fact that she can finally fit herself into something more modern. ]
Hm, what do people usually wear to dates these days... I feel like it's changed a lot since I last went shopping.
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Your date better not show up in any of that ice hotel trash, or else you have to break up with them right away.
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She blushes suddenly. Ahhhhhh -- wait, why is she embarrassed? ]
Oh, no, they wouldn't. They probably didn't care about their stay there, either.
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[she thinks about it.]
Do they at least know how to dress themselves well? They better not be showing up in, like, sweats and a t-shirt. That's just disrespectful.
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Mhm! I’ve never seen them in sweats, anyway. They’re probably expecting me to come dressed like that.
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We'll make sure you blow them away. Let's go looking for jewelry next.
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I guess as long it’s not gaudy.
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