04 | but really I'm not actually your friend

[scentofmakai]

Characters: Zett and you! Backdated somewhat to May 1st-4th.
Setting: Floors 92, 73, 99, then around the tower May 4th only.
Format: Starting actionspam, will change to match!
Summary: Zett has hide and seek to play. Then he finds a doll...
Warnings: None so far. Violence likely in the doll prompt. Chloe's thread gets creepy in sexual ways.

[Floor 92/Floor 73]
[If you're someone who's agreed to play hide and seek with Zett, on the agreed-upon day and time you'll find Zett tapping his foot impatiently near the stairway.] There you are!

[If you're not someone who's agreed to play, well, you might run into him waiting for his partner anyway. He'll explain what he's doing if asked.]

[Floor 99]
[Zett spends a lot of time in the caverns here. They remind him of his home in the Deep Hole, actually...

Visitors will find him just lying on his back staring up at the ceiling.]

[Around the Tower]
[It looks like Zett's giving a guide to the tower to someone, stopping at each floor on the stairway and explaining that floor's particular hazards to them. It's very thoughtful of him to do so.

Unfortunately, that 'someone' is a doll from the toy shop. Resembling a redheaded girl, it doesn't look exactly like the friend Zett left at home... But the doll's powers of suggestion are strong and he's now convinced that Mirai Kaname has entered the tower.

And he will lash out violently if anyone attempts to hurt her.]

Comments

[true_noir]

Poor thing. She's developing a one-track mind right now. Her fingers trailed back from the chin and she looked over the very obviously inhuman creature before shrugging. "I like having people on edge, and it puts you on edge," she said softly. "The idea of keeping a demon on edge... but one that doesn't seem willing to simply force me to stop? It's interesting. I want to see what I can really get away with."

She cocked her head a little before the grin took on a naughty side again. "And if it worked... I might not complain, though probably better in your human form. I grew used to nightly visitors for a while before being dragged here, after all..."

She just smiled and waited. Technically... he'd just followed through with a dare. It was his turn to ask her.

[belzebul]

"I could stop you," he reminded her, and himself. "If you pushed me too far I could shock you enough that getting off would not be on your list of priorities." Possibly until after she came back alive.

"...I guess that makes it my turn. Truth or dare?"

[true_noir]

"You could... but you haven't," she said softly, eyes focused on him. "It makes me wonder what I can really do. Truth." At this point, she was a little nervous of offering him dares. The possibility he might try something nasty came to mind.

[belzebul]

"When will the game be over?" Zett asked. "We never set a deadline."

[true_noir]

"Whenever you like," she said, shrugging. "I'm a little surprised you haven't called a stop yet. Would you like it to end, I wonder?"

[belzebul]

"Honestly? It's boring in the tower. I'd rather do this than sit around in my room all day or try to find a video game I haven't played already." Almost anything was a step up from boredom.

[true_noir]

"So... being flirted with by the creepy little assassin who doesn't stand a chance of actually making you do anything you don't want is a ... change of pace?" she offered, sounding amused by that notion. "I could appreciate that. But, perhaps you want to play another game with me..."

[belzebul]

"That depends on what it is. Make your case."

He wasn't promising not to reject it outright, but at least she'd get a chance to sell it.

[true_noir]

"We could play I Never," she said softly. She reached into her pockets, searching. She'd been scrounging around the floors to find alcohol for Marisa, with only limited success. The flask she'd found was probably good enough to get one person drunk. That was about it.

"It's a game where you have to figure out the things you've never done that I have. You say "I never" and the thing, and if I've done it, I take a sip from this. We keep going until there's nothing left inside."

Was she attempting to see how good his alcohol tolerance was, or just baldly trying to get him drunk? "The card games I know are probably a little far for you..."

[scentofmakai]

"I accept- hang on."

The transformation back was less dramatic, kind of a shrinking into himself as he landed on human feet. "Processes alcohol differently," he explained. "Wouldn't want to cheat."

[true_noir]

"You are such a good sport," she said softly. She twisted the flask in her hand and then smiled. She wasn't 'quite' so noble. "I've never actually been to hell."

It was true, even though she was dead. Of course, she was fudging a little, as the underworld of Atia 'technically' counted, depending on how you interpreted the question.

[scentofmakai]

He reached for the flask and took a small sip without commentary. "I've never had sex," he said, handing it back to her.

No getting past that one.

[true_noir]

No, there wasn't, and she was going to need to be clever as she took her own small sip. It was bourbon. Decent quality, but still with a bit of a burn to it. She grinned back at him, opting for another obvious one. "I've never electrocuted anyone," she said, waving it in front of him.

"I'm not even cheating. I do have a wand that lets me play with electricity in my room." Admittedly... it wasn't meant to get that level of current.

[scentofmakai]

With a shrug, he took back the flask and sipped from it. "I've never gone to school?" he guessed. Humans did that a lot more frequently than demons.

[true_noir]

She chuckled and shook her head. "I was taught by private tutors, well away from anyone. My best friend was sent to a school, though," she said, giggling. "Oh, I've never fought a mummy just because some cute soul hoodwinked me into it."

[scentofmakai]

Sip, and a frown. He'd have to be smarter about this - and he wasn't hoodwinked, darn it.

"I've never suggested to anyone that we should play 'I Never'."

[true_noir]

That one got a nod of approval and a little sip. "I've never learned or used a shred of magic in my life," she said, offering it back and smiling. That electricity had come from somewhere, and there were advantages to being completely mundane.

[scentofmakai]

He took a sip and thought. "I've never cut my hair."

No point if he was going to keep it in such a long ponytail.

[true_noir]

She almost cheated and said she'd never done the cutting, but she smiled and took a sip. "I've never flown," she said. Of course, she wasn't thinking about planes as she said that.

[scentofmakai]

"You're missing out," he replied, sipping the drink again. "I've never been to Atia."

[true_noir]

"And you're missing out yourself. The beaches are lovely," she said softly, taking her own sip. Just a little, enough to keep from the burn being too much. It was fun to be there, leaning up close enough that they barely had to shift the flask to trade drinks. She was keeping a vague eye on the area, but with the mummy dead, the odds of a threat were slim right now.

"I've never let someone flirt with me when I wasn't comfortable with it."

[scentofmakai]

Another sip. "I've never made come-ons on someone who wasn't interested."

[true_noir]

"Mmmm," she didn't quite sip immediately. "I wonder how uninterested you are... but still, there were a few who definitely weren't there. You've got me on that one." A reluctant sip.

"But I've never hurt someone to warn them to stop flirting." Though, the smile on her face said she was just hitting below the belt to get another sip out of him.

[scentofmakai]

"I shocked you because you dared me to do the first thing that came to my mind," he reminded her. "...But I guess that was the intent." Sip.

"I've never flashed anyone in the non-electrical sense."

[true_noir]

Another giggle. She shook her head. "You might be surprised... but that's one thing I've never done on the island," she said, wiggling the flask around. "I've never seen a ... what did you call it? A penis chariot?" She still found that one more than a little unbelievable.

You might almost say she was risking not being right to call him on the bluff.