[Usually, Aak could find something fun about the games the house put on. This is the first one he's really struggled against, with its emphasis on obedience and his low rank. The way he normally leads his life is just causing his suit to darken and darken. The Spade has tendrils going through his soul, urging him to try and vent the frustration on some passerby. Someone, anyone, needed to relieve some of this pressure from him.]
[He considers shredding some clothing. The clothing prepared for new wildcards, and being sold at a mark-up for the veterans, seemed like it would tear at the slightest pressure. If he did that, though, he might face a consequence from the staff. They may just send him back to playing waiter and servant for the freshmeat. Still, his fingers are twitching as he thinks about using one of his ill-gotten scalpels to cut up the flowing, toga-like clothing.]
[then he spots another pair of clothes]
[There's a Yanese flair to them, although with some additional ruffles and bit and bobs he doesn't care for. With the clothes as a focal point he's able to actually stop and see where his fitful wandering has taken him. There's a staff member talking to some other guest, a guy about his height, and he puts it together. Someone else was being tugged along by this game and had been forced to change...]
[... and it all snaps into place the little prank he can pull. The young man's original clothes are scooped up and Aak sets about scattering them to the corners of the store, where they can't possibly be found. The finale, the cherry on top, would be discarding the undergarments in the nearby ornamental fountain. It's satisfying, even if it's just a childish prank, and it's even more satisfying to imagine the other guest stuck in that barely there fabric and nothing to change into.]
[And imagining isn't enough, so Aak is hanging around to try and catch a glimpse for himself. The criminal lingers at the scene of the crime!]
un: eve / backdated to a week after the statue/punishment post
✨✨ Hello there! It's me, Hiyori Tomoe, also known as "Eve"! ✨✨😊✨✨ I'm the one you spoke with on that Network post who got crudely punished alongside Senku-kun. But I'd rather not talk about that, since my curse is over and done with.
I was just reaching out to see if you wanted to meet in the library. There's a book I'd simply love to show you. If you're busy planning for the holidays, I completely understand. Just let me know when you're available, and then we can read over cocoa~☕🤎
backdated to tdm 05 late with birdbucks
[He considers shredding some clothing. The clothing prepared for new wildcards, and being sold at a mark-up for the veterans, seemed like it would tear at the slightest pressure. If he did that, though, he might face a consequence from the staff. They may just send him back to playing waiter and servant for the freshmeat. Still, his fingers are twitching as he thinks about using one of his ill-gotten scalpels to cut up the flowing, toga-like clothing.]
[then he spots another pair of clothes]
[There's a Yanese flair to them, although with some additional ruffles and bit and bobs he doesn't care for. With the clothes as a focal point he's able to actually stop and see where his fitful wandering has taken him. There's a staff member talking to some other guest, a guy about his height, and he puts it together. Someone else was being tugged along by this game and had been forced to change...]
[... and it all snaps into place the little prank he can pull. The young man's original clothes are scooped up and Aak sets about scattering them to the corners of the store, where they can't possibly be found. The finale, the cherry on top, would be discarding the undergarments in the nearby ornamental fountain. It's satisfying, even if it's just a childish prank, and it's even more satisfying to imagine the other guest stuck in that barely there fabric and nothing to change into.]
[And imagining isn't enough, so Aak is hanging around to try and catch a glimpse for himself. The criminal lingers at the scene of the crime!]
un: eve / backdated to a week after the statue/punishment post
I was just reaching out to see if you wanted to meet in the library. There's a book I'd simply love to show you. If you're busy planning for the holidays, I completely understand. Just let me know when you're available, and then we can read over cocoa~☕🤎
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sorry for the tl;dr infodump
text, un: swords
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