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TEST DRIVE MEME #27

Arrival
"Judgement has come upon you. God has deemed you worthy of Hell. But don't worry, it can still be undone," comes a soothing voice that echoes all around you. The voice promises comfort, hope even.

It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.

It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.

And so you do.

Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, but only a second.

Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.

Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.

The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"

Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please continue on until you reach Death's office. He'll have your contracts ready for you."

There's a slightly wicked twist to her lips. "Please do feel free to ask him about any of those sins listed..."

And so on, sinners travel until they finally arrived at another office where Death sits waiting. Here is where you'll receive a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written on with their blood. That explains the wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. Death will also provide slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android.

Seems as though Hell has moved on up from the very old Blackberry type phone.

Once characters have their device and their contracts, they're ushered further down the hall. It seems to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon the lobby of Penance hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.

The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.


Stand Your Ground
While the Mares have gone, as per Death's bargain with God, and reconstructing Penance is coming along fairly well, the air is carrying with it a cold crispness that sends a chill down one's spine. Lucifer is still nowhere to be found, and if pressured, staff will say he's having talks with the other Lords of Hell, as well as God himself. Things need to be worked out, no matter how difficult it is for Lucifer to accept and swallow his pride. He won't be around to offer warmth to the Penance community and it may, in fact, be mirroring his current mood.

Or it may be the creeping sense of doom that's following so many around now that The Veiled Order has been able to nearly complete their next spell. Local demons will plainly say that God won't help them against this threat, that he doesn't care if Hell is destroyed, and others will be very hush about the situation entirely. No need to scare the local sinners, new or old!

Instead just enjoy the reopening businesses around the local area! Nothing is off-limits. Hellburbia seems to have suffered some extensive damage recently, but not to worry! There's talk of building back better than ever.

Other than that, Helluva Cup has a new spiced drink... and spiced everything. That's right! Pumpkin spice has apparently come early this year... and it may be a bit overpowering and in everything in the coffee shop, regardless of what you order. Even Bean, the 'friendly' hell rat the owner keeps in the shop seems to be feasting on pumpkin flavored meat. That's probably okay. Right?

Penance Library is offering a special reading of Leviathan-specific reads. The local goblins will be doing readings every afternoon for all who care to listen or to stick around and discuss it. These will all be fictional in nature, not historic texts.

Strangely enough, there seems to be a sort of curfew happening. While everyone will not be expected to be in the hotel necessarily, they must take shelter in the newly opened Club Penance, Casino Styx, Hella Shorty's, or other establishments. They must either stay the night in these establishments or be escorted to the hotel by demonic guards. These guards will be doing rounds around the Penance community to ensure no one is out alone. Do not fight them or they may surprise you with how strong they can be.

Additionally, anyone caught defying curfew knowingly or fighting back will be locked in their rooms for up to three days as a potential danger to the community as a whole. There are all sorts of dangers lurking out there and the demons are absolutely trying to keep everyone as safe as they can!

Otherwise, it's business as usual around Penance, so go on an exploration! Bundle up against the cold! Have fun!


Reach Up High
WARNINGS: cutting, blood, torture

Whether you've been here for months or you're freshly arrived, your demonic overlord unfortunately expects some participation despite the current state of things. You can try and shirk the responsibility, of course. You can bargain your way out of it for a while. But eventually, you may find yourself trapped in a room just off the gym that's been fondly dubbed The Torture Room. It has all manner of equipment in there, along with an iron maiden even.

But don't worry about any of that right now. It probably won't be used.

You can try the door, but even with super human strength or every lock picking skill in the book, you won't be able to open it.

It soon becomes apparent what you're supposed to do when someone else is eventually shoved in with you. Both of your lists of sins will appear on a table that's been placed in the center of the room with two handy knives. You can choose to guard these or not care at all that they're on display.

"Unfortunately, due to Father coming back into the picture, I know that He will demand punishment be delivered despite our circumstances. I have chosen a rather easy one, focused on honesty and acceptance of your sins. Please pick up a knife and choose a sin from each of your lists to carve upon your skin. Aid each other in your journey, carve the words to help your fellow penitent be candid with everyone around them!"

The voice rings out within the sinners' heads as it always does, although Lucifer seems agitated at the moment, hesitant in some way that he usually isn't.

"I do apologize for this. If it was up to me, you would have been free of additional torment this month. However, there will be additional incentive for anyone who should try to resist the task I've appointed them."

It isn't a lie nor an idle threat either. The longer you wait to do what's been requested of you, the more shallow cuts that will appear on both of your bodies. Are you really prepared to endure this pain when giving in would be so much easier?

And more than that, are you willing to let another suffer along with you?

Eventually, the cuts will stop if you suffer them long enough, but you'll have failed this challenge and sustained more damage than if you'd just gone along with it. Satan will also be very disappointed in you.


Follow Me Down

Prompt I: Reopening
WARNINGS: sex, drugs, alcohol, aphrodisiacs, body changes, potential kinks, violence, potential non-con or dub-con.

Club Penance is finally back! And with themed nights to start off all the fun. This night's theme is: Anything But Clothes. Guests who enter the adult oriented side of the club will notice the incubi and succubi who serve in it are entirely without clothes (and any ounce of shame!). They're eager to get right back to business. They're very encouraging of others to do the same whether it be immediately or in sexy strip shows.

On their trays, they offer drinks and drugs of all sorts. Shows are being put on on the stage as usual, the offer of sex demos with guest participation are still on the table.

As usual, these demons play under respectable rules in the club, safe words and all. They will also gladly exit the stage and let guests entirely run the show. They're on their best behavior tonight, even if the natural aphrodisiacs they give off seem to be amped up

Guests who refused to undress may also find their clothes randomly disappearing, or being torn off by some eager patron or demon who is a bit too into the theme! Ah, well, no need to worry too much. There will be costumes and lingerie to slip on to go home in. There's absolutely nothing wrong with a walk of shame back to the hotel in nothing but a thong, they'll assure. It's just another night in Hell.

For those who are really adventurous, there are also special concoctions that the club offers. These include:

  • Frenzy β—‹ The drug will be given to anyone anyone who asks for it. It can be snorted, injected, taken in pill form, or smoked given user preference.

    Despite the questionable name, guests who partake really will feel the best they've possibly ever felt. They won't need sleep or to rest, but they won't necessarily feel the strain on their bodies either. They'll be full of energy and their mood will be amazing with no hint of nightmares or dreams anywhere.

    The demons won't let anyone come down either, not once they've started and not until they're told a guest doesn't want any more.

    Even then, they may still try to convince them otherwise. It's a party for as long as you can go, or until you completely burn out, it seems.

    But with all good things come bad. It seems a side-effect of the drug is an actual frenzy as well. A frenzy for sex or violence or anything a character might want that they deny themselves on the regular. They'll feel this growing hunger, this ravenous need to have and to claim everything they think is theirs.

    Some may even fade away into an almost animalistic sort of state.

    The more the guest takes, the more they'll experience this sensation. Fighting it won't help either. Though they did sort of bring that one on themselves, didn't they?

    Other symptoms of coming down won't be too different to those of other drugs. Fatigue, depression. Guests will begin to feel the effects of staying up for so long without rest or stopping to take care of themselves. They may also feel a certain longing for more, but it can be fought off with enough strength of will.

    The drug isn't free either. The succubi expect to be paid in energy or through actual work in the club.

    Bond β—‹ A potion that will bond guests together the minute one speaks to the other. The encouragement is that this should be done consensually, but the demons won't necessarily be checking. Once bonded, guests will feel what the one who took the potion feels. This includes pain and pleasure both with effects lasting a full night. Give someone the most intense pleasure of their lives or torture them until they beg for mercy!

    For a really intense experience, both participants can consume the potion with mutual effects.


  • For the dance oriented portion of the club, the theme is a little more lax. Instead of outright nakedness, patrons may be offered revealing clubwear instead. Things that will look mesmerizing in the lights of the club ranging from neon colors to clothes that seem to flash on the dance floor. The music will be thrumming in the air, pumping down to your very bones as you dance the night away, and all patrons will feel good. It will feel as if they could actually dance all night if they so wanted, even without the aid of any drugs.

    It will be an all night rave with all the party drugs and drinks one could want! Live music plays all night. The band also loves to receive requests, so knock yourself out! They seem to strangely know any song they're asked to play.

    Knock yourself out, give up any care in the world and have fun. You're already in Hell, so don't you deserve to feel good for a while?


    Prompt II: Your Average Hotel Night
    WARNINGS: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con

    With all the sinners, new and old, the hotel bar will be lit up with activity. Drinks will be readily available, there's food in the kitchens if anyone wants to bother serving it, music will be blaring whenever there's electricity, and overall, there will be an energy to the atmosphere that's absolutely contagious. Even if you aren't typically inclined to linger at these sorts of events there may be be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.

    You might not get much of a chance to have that in Hell, after all. One drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that, and after that. Ah, sweet gluttony. Why not have a pastry next? There's some delectable sweets available just a few steps away. More of a meat person? Like things salty? Fear not, it looks like someone graciously brought all sorts of snacks and foodstuffs from the kitchens to the bar as the night progresses. Indulge! You deserve it.

    Similar to Club Penance, the bar also has every sort of drug available that might tickle your fancy and some you've never heard of. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in Hell. The staff will offer to show anyone how to use the drugs or give advice for what to try if you tell them what you want to experience. Shockingly, they won't lie! Their advice is good word its just you might not have been exactly prepared for it.

    There's a stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave or just wanting to torture people with some sweet, sweet renditions of The Devil Went Down to Georgia.

    There are tables set up for all sorts of gambling and various bar games to entertain yourself with. Since currency as most are familiar with it doesn't quite exist down here, most of the demons seem to be accepting bits of your soul or offers to do chores around the hotel. You may also get pulled into a fun game of strip poker against one of your fellow guests for a few succubi that are having a night out.

    Relax and enjoy your night. Coming here and facing your sins is the hard part, so surely you deserve to have a little fun.


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    mcpieceofshit: (vS9IiozL)

    Izaya Orihara / Durarara!!

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-25 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    𝒾. 𝓉𝒽𝑒 π“ˆπ“Šπ’·π“Šπ“‡π’·π“ˆ (π“ˆπ“‰π’Άπ“ƒπ’Ή π“Žπ‘œπ“Šπ“‡ π‘”π“‡π‘œπ“Šπ“ƒπ’Ή)

    (Sure, curfew, except how in the Hell is he getting home from his office now? From the suburbs, a figure in black, recognizable by the furlined coat can be seen skipping from the heights, as give himself a better view of his surroundings as he attempts, he swears, to make it back to his suite.

    When he touches the ground again, he attempts his best to be silent, but while gracious, he might not have fulfilled his first requirement. With a finger to his lips, he whispers.)


    They're far enough. We should get going.

    (Later that day, he'll be detained in his room for three days, as per protocol, due to his curfew break. Right now, though, it's a race against time, and he fully intends to win.)


    𝒾𝒾. 𝓇𝑒𝒢𝒸𝒽 π“Šπ“… 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽 (π’Έπ“Œ π“‰π‘œπ“‡π“‰π“Šπ“‡π‘’, π‘”π‘œπ“‡π‘’, π“ˆπ’Ύπ“ƒπ“ˆ)

    (Good fashioned torture, just great. Izaya's not very into it. His list is out there to be seen, and most likely, it won't impress anyone, even if it is quite long to begin with, and he takes a closer look as to choose whichever will give him less trouble to write.

    Don't let him stop you, feel free to go first. He'd love to see a straightforward act or an anxious hesitance.)


    𝒾𝒾𝒾. π“‡π‘’π‘œπ“…π‘’π“ƒπ’Ύπ“ƒπ‘”

    (He sees it, and he nopes the fuck out of it immediately. After being locked in his room for THREE ENTIRE DAYS, Izaya lost his mind, so many things were set on fire, so much whining out of sheer boredom that he decided to go to the place most people would flock to as soon as he's out of the torture room. The spot of skin he tore opened still hurts, but he'll most likely survive, all he needs is a little pick me up in the shape of amusement.

    Except he sees the nakedness, where he expected to pick up some gossip because in places like these, people tend to let their guard down. Next thing he knows, he's in different clothes, accessories, and buttons sparkling with neon and rings glowing in the dark, most of his lean and somewhat toned torso on display. Not that he cares, currently, because he's dancing! Having the time of his life! Dance with him, maybe?)


    𝒾𝓋. π“Œπ’Ύπ“π’Ήπ’Έπ’Άπ“‡π’Ή
    (Nothing here? Wildcard me or boop me to discuss!)


    missdemon: (046)

    iii

    [personal profile] missdemon 2021-08-25 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Hazel, herself, despite being as shameless as she is, is also currently at the less-naked portion of the club. Maybe she'll switch over later, but for now she's happy enough to just have a bit of a low-key party and maybe get acquainted with some more sinners. She's dressed in the infamous sweater that fully shows off the large spiral-shaped scar that covers her back, and her flat chest keeps from the sides being too revealing. Her heels are high but clearly she's used to wearing them, the way she flies through the dance floor with ease.

    Eventually, the gaps between bodies leads her to where Izaya's dancing. Although the music is loud, she can shout over it easy enough, her movements not missing a beat.]


    Hey! We almost match!
    mcpieceofshit: (BWeCUV_k)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-26 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
    (It's not his preferred outfit, he'll tell you that, but he's in too much of a good mood to be grumpy, and it actually feels pretty nice to have the sides open when there's just so many people to stuff the air up.

    And whatever it is that got into him feels absolutely undeniable, so he'll take Hazel's hand to spin her in place.)


    Oh, what is it with your back? Is it a war scar?

    (Like he has room to talk - his own scar from the side of his abdomen is right visible as well.)
    missdemon: (078)

    [personal profile] missdemon 2021-08-26 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh man, I wish that were true!

    [Like, if she was some kind of badass warrior babe? Well, she's pretty sure she qualifies as a badass babe, but she knows she isn't a fighter. Scrappy, maybe, but about as much as you'd expect from anyone streetwise.]

    No, I got this from an eldritch monster sometime back when I first got here!

    [Well, technically, she got it from a normal, human psychopath in a BDSM session gone wrong, and then the eldritch monster made it artistic for her, but she's just gonna stick with the second part of the story. It's more interesting. She laughs after the spin ends, grinning from ear-to-ear. Two dancing gremlins.]

    Pretty cool-looking, right? What about you? Going around fighting in wars?
    mcpieceofshit: (70)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-26 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
    Oh? I didn't even know those were truly a thing.

    (And he even lets a silence run through them as an invitation for her to tell him more. It's not like Izaya would ever turn down something so interesting, even in a place like this.)

    Me? Not really - not always, anyway?

    (Shizuo aside, he's more of an instigator!)
    missdemon: (126)

    [personal profile] missdemon 2021-09-17 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
    Me neither! I mean, I don't think so? I'd only ever met, like, demons of the non-mindbending type, where I came from. What a weird kind of friend to have, I'll tell you that much!

    [Man, she misses him and his big weird hands.]

    So, tell me a story about something crazy that happened to you sometime!
    deaddrop: (pic#15124027)

    𝒾𝒾. 𝓇𝑒𝒢𝒸𝒽 π“Šπ“… 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽 (π’Έπ“Œ π“‰π‘œπ“‡π“‰π“Šπ“‡π‘’,

    [personal profile] deaddrop 2021-08-26 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
    [Natasha picks up Izaya's list, no nonsense as she starts investigating the list.

    Her eyes don't linger too long any any particular entry.]


    Do you have a preference?
    mcpieceofshit: (UqI1oPA-)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-26 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
    (In turn, Izaya's eyes are way too interested as he picked her paper, frowning at some of the entries because some of it makes little to no sense - did she truly kill herself? What does it mean, to have failed to stop genocide? Is she that influential or is it simply what he assumes to be her savior complex?

    He even holds up a finger as he attempts to memorize her list, before shrugging and handing it over.)


    Whichever is smaller. Do you?
    deaddrop: (pic#15027534)

    [personal profile] deaddrop 2021-08-26 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
    [Only Natasha Romanoff is powerful enough to kill Natasha Romanoff.]

    Envy, then.

    [Natasha isn't generally inclined to play along with these games, but she know Izaya won't be interested in becoming more demonic, and she doesn't intend to force anyone to endure more torture.]

    And pride for me.

    Keep it short and classic.
    mcpieceofshit: (5)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-26 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh, we’re going with the classics then? They certainly look better than most things on our list.

    (He’s not complaining. While he wouldn’t deny that he has indeed done some shit, it feels like they got creative with the length of his sins.

    A deal is a deal, and Izaya picks one of the knives with a bit of flair, clearly familiar and not intimidating to the man.)


    Where?
    deaddrop: (pic#15027532)

    [personal profile] deaddrop 2021-08-26 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
    Short and sweet.

    [And not inviting much by way of explanation. Natasha will remember what she saw on Izaya's list; that doesn't mean she's in a rush to discuss it, or open the door for discussing hers.

    Or for others to ask questions if they see the healing wound.]


    Forearm. No need to start disrobing for this. Or getting too enthusiastic.
    mcpieceofshit: (tumblr_inline_p7iaqxtbqq1rtqoxq_100)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-26 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
    (Oh, simple enough. It's almost gentle the way he takes her forearm into his hand, waiting for confirmation before he can meet her skin with the tip of the knife. He's even going to write it in Japanese, it'll be like a little tattoo, look how nice.)

    So, Tasha-san, suicide? I'm surprised.

    (So much for not opening that door.)
    deaddrop: (pic#15124020)

    [personal profile] deaddrop 2021-08-26 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Very thoughtful of him. Natasha doesn't flinch, though there's some hardening around her jaw.

    Whether it's in anticipation of the knife as she nods or because of his question, he's free to speculate.]


    Not how I would have characterized events.
    mcpieceofshit: (Default)

    cw goreish

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-27 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
    (With the blade now touching the skin, Izaya carefully starts to carve out the kanji, gently so that the scar turns out at least readable - he's doing a good job here, excuse him, he'd like this to at least be nice to look at afterwards.)

    And how would you instead?
    deaddrop: (pic#15104714)

    [personal profile] deaddrop 2021-08-27 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
    [The knife is sharp, at least. It's not in her constitution to enjoy something like this, but it's not the worst thing she's had to sit through.

    It's work, and she puts on a stoic face for it.]


    It was down to me and someone else. I made the call.
    mcpieceofshit: (QG7KTQbi)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-28 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
    Is it correlated to the genocide bit? I gotta say, each time I learn something about you, it's a piece of information that I can't quite put together in a cohesive picture. Probably because our worlds are not at all similar.

    (No talking raccoons, or aliens, or whatever the fuck it is that she's involved in. He'll work fast at her arm, hopefully, so that she'll show the same courtesy.)
    deaddrop: (pic#15104721)

    [personal profile] deaddrop 2021-08-28 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
    It might be. Or it could be because there's a lot you don't know about me.

    [It could be both of those things. It's almost definitely both of those things.

    Though Natasha could point out his world is stranger than he might think.]


    It's not unrelated to the genocide, but that's a long story.
    mcpieceofshit: (5PXJjG4E)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-29 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
    Both can be true.

    (It sure is strange! Dullahans, love-searching blades, damphirs, extremely strong men, the list goes on. To him, it isn't exactly great either.

    He's finally done, and he removes a handkerchief from his jacket to wrap around the wound.)


    There we go. I don't suppose you're about to tell me, even if it sounds interesting.

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    chillestrogue: (half asleep)

    the suburbs (stand your ground)

    [personal profile] chillestrogue 2021-08-28 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
    [Base number 3 is coming along nicely.

    Snart is out in the middle of the suburbs with a wrench and a screwdriver he stole from when the hotel collapsed and was in the process of being rebuilt. He's crouched on a ladder a few feet off the ground, screwing around with an automatic garage door opener.

    He gives a skeptical look to Izaya from his perch but obliges, sliding down silently from the ladder.]
    mcpieceofshit: (69)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-29 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
    (Well, Izaya's being somewhat nice, but not for the other's benefit. If he doesn't do his part here, the man might as well rat on him. There's a very faint memory in his brain that he has met the man before, but truly, anything else is a blur - unimportant.)

    Come on, quick.
    chillestrogue: (annoyed)

    [personal profile] chillestrogue 2021-08-30 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    [He gives Izaya a rather cold, disinterested look. Snart can be quick when he wants to be; what he is right now is cautious more than anything, and doesn't like to speak when attempting to hide from curfew-enforcing demons. God, sir.]
    mcpieceofshit: (71)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-08-31 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    (It's not like Izaya screamed it, no need to make that face!!! But either way. It won't do them any good to be in higher plane, so he'll gesture so the man goes first, since he's so experienced and disinterested!)
    Edited 2021-08-31 23:12 (UTC)
    chillestrogue: (grr motherfucker)

    [personal profile] chillestrogue 2021-09-01 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
    [He gives a disbelieving eyeroll, but to be fair, Snart would do that to any person at this point who attempts to rope him into something he doesn't want to be doing. He inclines his head, listening and crouched in a doorway, before standing up and walking, ostensibly, to the 'right' direction of the hotel.

    Only to suddenly veer off as soon as the coast is clear. For someone wearing a parka in the middle of hell, he's fairly good at making himself vanish from the people he doesn't want following him.]
    mcpieceofshit: (83)

    [personal profile] mcpieceofshit 2021-09-05 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
    (Then be caught then, it's none of Izaya's business! In fact, if Snart is captured, that only allows him more room to escape. So truly, whatever happens, Izaya benefits.

    At least for now, he's deciding to play nice for the sake of convenience, and he follows.)
    chillestrogue: (i did not sign up for this bullshit)

    [personal profile] chillestrogue 2021-09-07 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
    [From the detour to the hotel is a short, quick walk and Snart covers the distance easily. He glares over his shoulder once he realizes Izaya is following but won't stop to talk in public. Only when he makes it to the lobby does he finally slow down enough to catch up on small talk]

    The hell, Izaya. Trying to get us caught?